I rushed through the exit door, my tears blurring my vision.I have never felt so humiliated all my life. It's funny how people can change in a span of time. The last time I was here with Lorenzo, the old man was all smiles and happy that I was married to lorenzo. Today however, the look on his face was one of pure disgust. Helooked at me as if I was nothing, a nobody. When Lorenzo announced that I was previously married to Javier, he looked at me as if I am something worthless. That stung and before I could embarrass myself, I ran away. I retrieve my wipes from my handbag and clean my face. I don't want to cry before the others but there is just too much I can endure before I break down. The sound of footsteps approaching me force me to calm down. “I thought you knew what you were signing for when you got married to someone like Lorenzo. Now you can't even stand his own family criticizing you?” a familiar voice says from behind me and I turn around to face Red. After our last enc
MeganSitting across me is Katalina who is sipping on her drink while casting an inquisitive look at me. When I woke up in the morning with Lorenzo gone without even a goodbye, I realized that I wasn't going to settle my mind until I talked to someone. I called Katalina and requested she meet me at a nearby cafe.Now, here we are,facing each other yet I don't know if I have the courage to talk about my uncertainties and fears. “Something bothering you?” Katalina asks after waiting for me to spill the beans. I sigh heavily. I don't know if this should even be a topic of discussion but I also feel like I need someone to help me make the right decision. I don't think I am in a position to do that. “Megan, you know you can always tell me anything. I am your friend.” Katalina reminds me and I offer her a polite smile. “I know.” I say sipping on my orange juice. I had the urge to head down to the bar and drink myself into a stupor but I held myself back. I need my sanity at this point.
I stretch my arms over my head, wiggling my toes as a yawn escapes my lips. My body is sore ànd everything ache in the most delicious way. Then it clicks in my head, a realisation that has me sitting up in bed with a jerk. This isn't mine ànd Javier's room and definitely the man with me last night wasn't my husband. Well, ex-husband because he served me divorce papers on our third wedding anniversary. My eyes scan the room ànd nothing seems familiar about it, not until a hauntingly familiar voice jerks in my brain. " I thought you'd want to sleep in some more considering what happened last night." My heart race and my breathing quicken. I will myself not to look at the direction of the voice . But, against my better judgement, I do and holy crap! I am immediately mesmerised by the sight before me. Lorenzo stands at the entrance of the bathroom clad in nothing but a towel loosely tied around his waist. My eyes land on his lips and goddess! I can't forget how those sinful lip
I step out of my car and out on my mask. I have a cap covering my hair and dark shades on before I make my way to the hospital entrance.It's been three days since the news of my divorce and my father's losing his company made the headlines.The media has been camping outside the hospital and I don't need anyone to brief me on who they plan to attack with questions.It's been three exhausting days of trying to run around asking my father's friends for help to pay his surgery fee.Guess what, they decided to kick us when we were already drowning. I am not stupid enough not to realise that Javier has a hand in this. Especially not after he took over the company, fired the loyal workers and terminated a few contracts with my father's supporters.The company has been in uproar while I have to sit and watch as he messes up my father's lifetime hard work.Sneaking into the hospital, I push the door to my father's room. My eyes widen and horror grips me when I spot a familiar silhouette hove
Lorenzo povI watch as her eyes widen in shock before something clouds those beautiful brown orbs. Is that shame I saw? Definitely. " You should leave too. " She says standing on her feet. Her innocent eyes look anywhere but my face. I can see she is broken, shattered even. But who wouldn't after what that scum of an ex- husband subject her to. I am usually not a compassionate person. I don't like my women weak and fragile but something about this woman stirs something deep within me. She has always had that ability since the first time I laid my eyes on her six years ago. Something about her pulls me to her, like how a moth is attracted to light. I want to pull her in my arms and comfort her. Casting one last glance at her, I walk out and head towards the reception. I make to pass when I hear the nurses gossip about Megan. " I heard she slept with an escort. That's why her husband dumped her. "" With a good man like Mr Massimo, why would she need to bed a gigolo? It's disgu
Megan POVHe smirks, his eyes settled on my face." Yes, Megan. What do yóu think about becoming my wife?"His voice is calm. Too calm I'd say for my racing heart." But I was..."" You were considering Javier's proposal? To be a mistress?" Something dangerous flashes in his eyes before it disappears and is replaced by a not so pleasant smile." That's not it." Composing myself, I defend." Oh!" Now he looks amused. " Then what is it, Megan?"He asks.Damn! My name sounds so pleasant rolling off his tongue." You don't mind I was married to your nephew?"I mean, this man is Lorenzo Massimo. He is the dream guy of every woman out there. He is rich , tall, powerful and handsome and I am just a divorced woman with a soiled reputation and a financial wreck.He shrugs, a ghost of a smile appearing at the corners of his lips. " If I did, you would not have been here, and we wouldn't be having this conversation."" Besides, we already slept together. What's there to care about anymore."I bl
I look at the woman reflected in the mirror ànd I can't help but smile to myself.Today is Lorenzo's grandfather's birthday party and I will be accompanying him to meet his family.It's crazy how despite being married to Javier, he never took me to hís parents. Anytime there was an occasion or an event, he would give excuses. Sometimes, my sister would go as hís plus one.I must really have been blind to ignore the red flags. He would always say that his family is complicated and that keeping me away from them was protecting me.I believed him ànd never questioned shit. Now, I realize those two started sleeping together behind my back for a long time. A pair of a cheating bastard and a conniving bitch. They deserve each other.Lorenzo didn't hesitate to take me to meet his family despite our marriage being fake. The way he looks at me makes me want to just pull down my pants and let him explore my candy shop.He has however kept his distance since I signed the papers. Ofcourse, I have
Javier looks at me, then to Lorenzo in utter shock. Do I have to say I enjoy the look on his face? If we weren't standing at the entrance of Lorenzo’s family house, I would have burst out laughing. “ What nonsense, uncle? Meghan is my wife.” Javier whispers, his jaws clenched. “I don't think so, homeboy. Last time I checked, you two are divorced.” Lorenzo States as a matter of fact, a grin on his face. He seems to be enjoying making Javier uncomfortable more than I expected. “ Since Megan is a free woman, I made her mine. So, back off little boy.” Lorenzo says, holding Javier's shirt and straightening it. “ Shall we, My lady?” He asks with a bewitching smile. He offers me his hand which I take. I don't spare Javier another glance as we step inside the huge magnificent living room. My eyes scan the room and I am not surprised to see my sister sitting shamelessly next to a middle-aged woman. “ Megan, what are you doing here?” Unlike Javier, Sophia is more composed as she asks.
MeganSitting across me is Katalina who is sipping on her drink while casting an inquisitive look at me. When I woke up in the morning with Lorenzo gone without even a goodbye, I realized that I wasn't going to settle my mind until I talked to someone. I called Katalina and requested she meet me at a nearby cafe.Now, here we are,facing each other yet I don't know if I have the courage to talk about my uncertainties and fears. “Something bothering you?” Katalina asks after waiting for me to spill the beans. I sigh heavily. I don't know if this should even be a topic of discussion but I also feel like I need someone to help me make the right decision. I don't think I am in a position to do that. “Megan, you know you can always tell me anything. I am your friend.” Katalina reminds me and I offer her a polite smile. “I know.” I say sipping on my orange juice. I had the urge to head down to the bar and drink myself into a stupor but I held myself back. I need my sanity at this point.
I rushed through the exit door, my tears blurring my vision.I have never felt so humiliated all my life. It's funny how people can change in a span of time. The last time I was here with Lorenzo, the old man was all smiles and happy that I was married to lorenzo. Today however, the look on his face was one of pure disgust. Helooked at me as if I was nothing, a nobody. When Lorenzo announced that I was previously married to Javier, he looked at me as if I am something worthless. That stung and before I could embarrass myself, I ran away. I retrieve my wipes from my handbag and clean my face. I don't want to cry before the others but there is just too much I can endure before I break down. The sound of footsteps approaching me force me to calm down. “I thought you knew what you were signing for when you got married to someone like Lorenzo. Now you can't even stand his own family criticizing you?” a familiar voice says from behind me and I turn around to face Red. After our last enc
LorenzoLast night was wonderful if I have to say the least. When I brought the idea of tying Megan into my bed, I thought she would be grossed out, quite the contrary she seemed intrigued by the idea. I never thought she would like it but her reaction last night told me she did. Or should I say she enjoyed herself way too much. At some point I lost count of how many times we did it. Then I cuddled her till morning. The only thing I regret is not telling her how much she means to me. I should have bared my heart to her and told her that I love her but I chickened at the last minute. I don't know why though. Maybe it's the fear of being rejected or maybe what Red talked to me about. I haven't figured out why she told me that. Then my suspicions made me ask her about her mother. If there's something I learnt last night, it is that Megan’s father keeps her mother’s identity hidden. Although she passed away, as per him, he never took her to her grave. According to Megan, they moved he
" Lorenzo please." She begs and I smile triumphantly. This here,is the most erotic picture I have ever seen. What's more fulfilling is that only I can see her like this. So vulnerable and exposed and begging for my junk to fill hers." Patience,baby doll." I say before stepping down from the bed. I retrieve my next items and walk back, kneeling besides her. She is writhing and groaning as the balls vibrate deep inside her wet slits.She is taking everything well so far and her reactions show that she is enjoying this game as much as I am. But I still have some tricks up my sleeves." Do you remember our first night together?" I ask as I pull on the string. The ball attached to it pops out of her and lands on the bed, her essence dripping on the covers." How could I forget." She says and I smile, pleased at her answer.I bring it to her swollen nub ànd press it there and she jerks up, a moan escaping her lips. I rub the ball around her clit in small circles and watch her body shudder
MeganI followed behind Lorenzo as he led me down the stairwell passing through rooms with open doors, displaying what was going in there. My ears burned when we passed through a woman in bed with three men having a menage. One man was pumping his jugular into her wanting p*ssy while the other sucked her breasts. The last man had his eyes closed as the woman sucked his cock,a pure sight of erotica.I pressed my thighs together and averted my gaze only to find Lorenzo staring at me keenly." You Love that?" He asks and I look away, embarrassed that he caught me staring." Look at me, Megan. Do you like being shared?" He pressed.Do I like being shared? Definitely not. I might be curious but that's all. Menage is not my thing.I shook my head in denial. " Just fascinated." I replied. The loud moans from the woman and the looks on pleasure on those men as they took what she could offer then was...intriguing.We reached the door leading to the dungeon, which was located downstairs. I gulp
Lorenzo I look at the woman sitting across from me. I don't know what to make of her words. I don't believe my nephew is stupid enough to start recruiting new people to help him take me down. Didn't he learn from what happened to Hunter Gambino?I don't believe either that of all people,he thought he could convince Red to join his little stupid fight.“You don't look fazed Lorenzo.” She says,a smile lingering on her face.I am not fazed, just surprised. After all, Harriet has been doing everything to make sure that stupid son of hers takes over the Massimo family.“Do I need to?” I shrug nonchalantly. I thought that with Hunter Gambino dead those two would know how to behave, it seems like I underestimated their greed of power.“So what do you plan to do with this information?” Red asks and I smirk.“The question should be what do you plan to do with this information, not me. I helped you deal with Hunter Gambino. It is your time to play your cards right.”She cocks her brows at my w
Javier “ Are you listening or what?” My mother's voice snaps me from my little trance. I turn to look at her, not hiding my annoyance. “ Of course I'm listening but I don't want to talk about that loser.” I reply,groaning. My mother assured me that she had everything planned with Hunter Gambino but that guy was taken down by Lorenzo. I don't give a fucking shit about his life. If anything, I want to go and excavate his body and put two more bullets on his head. That bastard thought that he could lay his hands on Megan. I hate him for that. “Tell me something mother, did you know about his plans to use Megan?” I ask. My mother looks away as a sign of guilt. “I don't believe you mother, how could you let him lay his hands on my woman?” I snap annoyed. “Your woman? Are you crazy Javier? when you realize that you are no longer married to her?” As if I want to hear it, my mother reminds me of the bitter reality of my life. “I don't care whether we are divorced or not. She's my woma
LorenzoMegan groans in protest and I smile wider. " Come on Lorenzo, that's not fair. " She complains, her eyes lidded with desire and unconcealed lust. " I have never been a fair person, Babydoll. Not with this insanely gorgeous body of yours. " I reply, my eyes going to her pink pussy lips which are now glistening with her juices. I am tempted to taste that sweet hole. To lick her juices clean and make her cum on my tongue. But first, she will have to beg me to slam my cock inside her waiting sweetness. She moans and I watch her hips rise. She is desperate to have me inside her, but I will not let her have me so easily. " Let's see how many orgasms you can reward me with, Mia cara. " I whisper devilishly, my lips breathing hot air on her sweetness. Megan arches her back as she starts grinding herself against my face." Good girl, that's it. Grind your needy pussy against me. " I encourage her, my hands gripping her waist tightly.Megan's breathing becomes faster, her body shak
Lorenzo I pull out of her,my dick still semi-hard. This woman is like a drug to me, one that I can't get rid of.When I am with her, I can't think of anything else but fill her insides till she is soaking with my essence. Gino says that my obsession with her has turned into something more dangerous. An obsession.In my line of work, having an obsession can be classified like having an Achilles heel. He says that anyone can get to me. They just have to get to Megan abs and have me eating at the palm of their hands.I beg to disagree though, they won't be eating at the Palm of their hands. Instead,they will have their lives to worry about. Like what happened to Hunter Gambino.He pushed my limits when he laid his hands on my babydoll. She is capable of bringing the best in me and also the worst in me." You are looking at me." Her words jolt me back to reality." I am always looking at you,tesorina." I reply, laying my head on the crook of her neck." It's different this time." Megan c