I informed Alfred of my plans and asked him to come pick me up. I had an hour to kill before arriving at my dad's business, so I sat back and let my thoughts wander.Why did I keep having these dreams so often? I make a lot of attempts to see the boy's face in my dreams, but they are never successful. I feel like a piece of my heart has been torn out, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. The boy in my dreams seems both familiar and foreign to me. I feel like I know him, but I'm not sure where.This is so frustrating!I considered asking my family, but ultimately opted against it. I wanted to spare them any concern. I must speak with my doctor immediately."Thanks Alfred." I stepped out of the already-opened door with Alfred by my side. "I will let you know when I am about to leave. You can drive around the neighbourhood till then..” I informed him, walking into the company. I walked past the employees greeting me in the lobby and into the elevator, pressing the top floor. I stepp
Soft lips brushed across my temple, leaving sweet, tender kisses in their wake, and a part of me was tempted to turn and respond, but the dominant side wished to stay asleep. I moaned, burrowing my face into the pillow."Amore, wake up." Giovanni’s voice was soft and cajoling."But I don’t want to." I moaned sleepily, not sure why he was in my room. I felt a callous hand caress my skin, beckoning me more into a dreamless sleep, a soft smile gracing my face at how great it felt."I’m leaving for work now. Come on, show me those beautiful eyes of yours.”My eyes snapped open. I panicked, and I turned to look at the table clock beside the bed to see that it was 7:10 a.m. in the morning.I let out a sigh, knowing I still had time to get ready. My gaze turned to look at Giovanni, who was leaning over, gazing at me intently."It's good to see you are finally up; I thought I wouldn’t get to see those beautiful eyes of yours before leaving for work today.” He stooped down to kiss me again, an
I was doing some research on my laptop concerning the fashion magazine. Things have been going great. Giovanni and Alexander both gave their support for me pursuing my dream, which I was more than thankful for.Without them in my life, I wasn’t sure where I would be, and to think Giovanni had confessed his feelings for me the day before It made my heart spike. In ways I didn’t know were even possible, and through the night, I kept wondering what my feelings for him were.I knew very well that I did like him, that I felt a certain connection with him, and that being with him makes me happy. But does all that mean I loveI wanted to be sure of my feelings for him before saying those words back.Sighing, I turned to look at the time on my phone and saw that nearly three hours had passed since I began working on my laptop. My gaze moved to look at Alexander, who was asleep on the sofa. His body was covered with a blanket up to his shoulder, and my brows creased.Normally he was supposed t
Alexander was back home. It has been three days since he was discharged from the hospital, and I couldn’t help but still beat myself up for not giving him the proper attention.What if I hadn’t noticed his fever on time or hadn’t gone to check up on him? Would he have been far worse? Just the thought of it had tears pooling in my eyes.He was getting better now; I knew that, but for some reason, my heart just can’t seem to process it yet, and a part of me is frightened.He was fast asleep in his room, and his fever had decreased significantly, but I still wanted him to rest more and not stress himself. Which meant school was on hold, at least for this week.My gaze flicked across to the living room upon hearing footsteps approaching. I dabbed at the corners of my eyes, determined not to let whoever it was see me so exposed. I was surprised to see someone I hadn't anticipated seeing, at least not by now.Giovanni left his boots aside and stood near the door. He was staring at me, his f
GIOVANNI’S POV. I had woken up early the next morning to find the side of my bed empty with no sight of Roy. It has been two days since our make-out section and two days since Alexander nearly walked in. Alexander was back to health, and Roy had spent the last two days dotting on him. She slept beside his bed and wanted to keep watchful eyes on him. As much as I told her she didn’t have to do that, and despite the fact that he was all better, she still couldn’t help but get worried. I guess this was her going into a full-mother protective mood, as she saw Alexander as her own. A smile made its way across my face as I got up from the bed, making my way to the bathroom for my morning routine, which involved brushing my teeth and cleansing my face with my face wash. Once I was done, I made my way downstairs, the sound of laughter drawing me towards the kitchen. I found Alexander and Roy giggling as they peered into the oven. They both wore aprons and big chef hats, and Roy was liberal
It was six o’clock at night, and it had been a couple of weeks since I had walked in on Vicky and Ric. With Alexander being sick and all, I hadn’t had the time to talk to either of them and have been occupied as well. I was now reviewing some documents to look for any mistakes or naiveté. Finally, I was starting my blog and keeping all fingers crossed, hoping it would be a success.As for Giovanni and Alexander, I haven’t seen them all day. They have been acting strange lately. There was a time I overheard them whispering to each other, but they stopped when they realised I was watching them. I made numerous attempts to get Alexander and Giovanni to reveal what they were keeping from me, but they are both adamantly resistant.I was giving them the silent treatment right now. Call me childish if you want, but I don’t care. I know that was the only way to make them fuss up, and yet it’s been five hours and I still haven’t heard from them.It was almost dinner time. I closed my laptop an
I stripped off my clothes, quivering with excitement and anxiety as I rushed over to the bathroom for a quick and brisk shower, scrubbing my skin until it glowed.Once I was done, I stepped out of the bathroom and into my closet, taking out a red dress I had gotten just recently. The dress didn’t require underwear, and I wasn’t going to force the issue either.Using my scented lotion, I rubbed it into my skin, curled my long hair, and then stepped into the garment. It felt like a flimsy purple dress on my body. Deep slits ran down both sides of my thighs, and the hem reached just above my knees. Thin straps ran over my shoulders, and the dress dipped in the centre of my chest to showcase my cleavage. I’d always had a handful of breasts and a bit more, but at least they were still perky enough that I could forego wearing a bra.I applied some makeup, keeping it minimal and natural, like I wanted. Afterwards, I complimented the dress I had on with a pair of black high-heel pumps and a
l gritted my jaw against the sweet scent of the woman so beautifully incensed next to me. She was making me do crazy things, things i had never thought possible of doing. My mind drifted back to the night—the first night i had gotten the pleasure of hearing her moans, and i must admit, they sounded like music to my ears and i knew i wanted to hear them for a very long time.Now here she was again, hunting my very thought with an image so profound and enticing. The silkiness of her legs and her sweet knees revealed when her dress had ridden up. The dress that she had worn was red, except for the display of gold at the hem.I hadn’t taken my eyes off her—the column of her sweet neck, her sexy throat, her lips—when she smiled. She was truly a young goddess in that scandalous red dress and those perfectly pink lips that had been nothing but torture to my cock and made my blood scorch his skin. i wanted to bury my shaft right deep into that mouth of hers. I wanted her lips to swell and h