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Our lies

Giácomo Costello

Even though I know it's a provocation, I close my face remembering the deal with Giulia and even after the weight of her lie reverberates in my chest like poison, I maintain my posture containing the desire to put Antonella against the wall and make her beg forgiveness.

- And who's going to tell Jackson who the mystery blonde is?

- You are short. - I hear the laughter in a low voice.

- We both are, dear.

- Fuck your Giacomo swagger, just get me in.

I look back over my shoulder to see the short girl finally admiring the work as a whole, probably wearing four-inch heels and still a good twenty short of me at 1.96. Wearing a black gown to thwart old dad and a V-neck showing off the full curves of her heavy, full breasts, her dark hair tied back in a bun, her neck I'm sure could knock the holiest of men off her feet for the scent of it. delicious making her a forbidden fruit in the middle of hell.

- What are we tal

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