A V E L I N A I sighed and got up. I could hear noises coming from the kitchen. I took a quick shower and got dressed. Since it was a Saturday, and I wasn't going anywhere, I wore the shortest pair of shorts I had in my closet. It stopped on my ass, revealing little parts of my ass cheeks. I paired it with a red crop top and let my hair loose. I put on my sandals and headed downstairs. I saw Enzo's back and his broad shoulders and he was cooking. Cooking? The enigmatic arrogant, cold, self centered billionaire knew his way around the kitchen? Now that was surprising. "Hey." I greeted him. He turned around and I saw his eyes rake my body from head to toe. His jaw clenched and I saw him swallow, his eyes darkening as they landed on my exposed flat stomach. "Hi." He answered in a husky voice, and my heart raced at the sound. "What are you doing?" I asked, walking closer. My eyes widened and a laugh burst out of my mouth as I looked into the pot. Of course, he wouldn't know how t
A V E L I N AMy heart pounded as I reached for his belt and unbuckled it, sliding his pants down. I reached for the waistband of his boxers and slid it down, his erection springing free.My eyes widened at his sheer size. He was huge, and thick, the head swollen and leaking with pre cum.He was so big.Would I be able to take him inside my mouth? "What are you waiting for?""I've never done this." I admitted in embarrassment, looking down."Avelina." He sighed and lifted my chin up."Don't be shy. Just do what feels natural. You can do it." I nodded and held him in my hand, squeezing his shaft. I felt like a virgin again. I was nervous and didn't know what to do.I slowly ran my hand up and down his length, and his grip tightened in my hair."Fuck, you're going to kill me. You're driving me crazy. Open your mouth, tesoro. Stick your tongue out. Good girl." He praised and I did as he told me to.He placed the tip on my tongue, and slowly slid it inside my mouth."Holy fucking shit." H
A V E L I N A "So, he fucked you and left immediately after?" Carina asked through the phone and I sighed. "Yes." I said, feeling absolutely embarrassed. "How're you feeling?" She asked after a few moments of silence. "I honestly don't know, Rina. The sex was good. Mind-blowing even. But, he doesn't want any strings attached. I've never done such before, you know? I've never had sex with someone I wasn't emotionally attached to. It was always love. And I hate that he makes me feel this way. Like a slut. I feel like a slut." "No. You're not a slut, and you're not the first one who's been in a similar situation. I've been there too. Many times. And you know how I felt?" "How?" "Used. Cheap. And you know why?" "Why?" "Because I let them do it. Because I was stupid enough to believe that it'd change them. That they would magically fall in love with me. But, the truth is, I didn't really love them. If I loved them, I wouldn't have agreed to this. I would have fought for them. I wou
A V E L I N A Lorenzo didn't even give me the chance to properly admire the high class restaurant as he dragged me with him, towards the receptionist section. The poor receptionist's eyes was wide with fear and her body shook as Lorenzo growled, "Go get me your manager." He said in an authoritative tone. The people in the restaurant looked at us and whispered to each other, some even discreetly taking a picture of us with their phones. The receptionist stood to her feet and said, "Y-yes, sir." And immediately scurried off to get the manager. I felt bad for her. "You could have been a little nicer." I scolded him, and his brows furrowed. "I'm always nice. To the people who deserve it. She didn't deserve my kindness. If she had done her job properly, then the paparazzi wouldn't have gotten inside the gates." "She didn't do anything wrong, Lorenzo. How would she have known?" "Exactly. She didn't know, and because of her, the press are out there. We were lucky to get inside safel
A V E L I N A As soon as we finished, Lorenzo ordered us dessert. "What's the dessert?" I asked curiously. "Tiramisu. The best in the country. One of the best, if not the best, I have ever had." "Oh. It looks good. Let's try it." I said. "I'm glad you like it. I wanted us to have dinner here, because this is my favorite place. And it's one of the rare few places that aren't too crowded. It's private. And quiet. No one's going to bother us." "It is lovely. Very private." "I'm glad. We'd have more privacy inside, but we can enjoy the view from here. But, I can see how much you're enjoying the view." He teased, and I rolled my eyes. "Oh, shut up. You know how hot you are. Don't pretend that you don't." "You think I'm hot, huh?" "Oh, stop. I'm sure you're used to girls calling you hot and all that. Don't be cocky." "But, it's a good kind of cocky. Especially when you're the one calling me hot." "Ugh. You're so arrogant. Stop flirting. We both know you're just doing this to ann
A V E L I N AIt had been four days since Lorenzo had gone on his business trip.I had spent the entire time thinking of him and counting down the minutes until he'd come back. I felt like a teenager who was desperately waiting for her crush to notice herExcept, I wasn't a teenager.And I was definitely not waiting for my crush to notice me.I was married to Lorenzo.But, it still felt strange, being away from him, especially since the time we had spent together had been so intense.He had told me before leaving, that he'd be gone for three days, and he'd call me when he could.But, he had not contacted me. Not even once.I didn't want to seem like a clingy wife, so I had not called him either.The day he was supposed to come back, I woke up early and made him his favorite breakfast.When the food was almost ready, I quickly put on a sexy, revealing, short black nightgown, and left my hair down, in the way he liked it.As I was setting the plates on the table, I heard the front door
A V E L I N A"Lorenzo, I'm sorry. I thought he was telling the truth–""Are you really that naive or are you pretending to be? How many times have I told you to never trust him? How many times have I warned you that he would turn on you the moment he'd get the chance?""But-""Shut up." He said, and left the dining room."Lorenzo, please, where are you going?" I shouted."Leave me the fuck alone. You've done enough!" He yelled. I followed him and saw him going towards his office. I stopped him by placing my hand on his chest. He roughly removed my hand and pushed me aside. I didn't move."Move." He commanded."Not until you talk to me.""You want me to talk? Fine. You want to know why I'm upset? Do you want to know why I'm pissed off, huh?""Lorenzo, I already apologized. What more do you want?""Do you remember the promise you made? The one where you promised to be a good wife? The one where you promised to make my life easier? Where is it? Why am I still getting problems?""Lorenz
A V E L I N A I felt his tongue enter my mouth, and I couldn't stop the moan that left my lips. He bit down on my bottom lip, and the sweet pain sent a tingling sensation straight to my core. I was wet in an instant. "Lorenzo..." My voice was weak, and the desire was clear. "This," he started, and moved his hand under my panties, stroking the folds of my wet pussy. "This is mine." He said, and I nodded in agreement. "All mine." I moaned. "Yours, all yours." He smiled against my lips, and continued. "I will not let anyone touch you." "Lorenzo," I pleaded, but I had no idea what for. He moved his fingers faster and harder. The sounds of his fingers moving against my wetness was loud, and the pleasure was unbearable. "Who do you belong to, Avelina?" "You. You. Only you." "Good girl. Now, stay." He turned to leave, and I watched him go. He didn't turn back, not once. "Stay," I whispered, my voice trembling. "Please stay." I collapsed on the ground, the tears leaving my eyes