(Filippo Valentini)"I don't want to go home!" Vicenzo protests as we walk towards the exit door."Then stay", I roll my eyes, "I'm going home!", I say impatiently and turn my back on him.I need to cool off, this place is too suffocating."What's up, Lipi?", he comes back to my side, "What happened to the cat in the black dress? The way you two were kissing on the dance floor, I thought you were going to have sex and take some of that grumpy face off, but you came out worse!""I don't want to talk about it", I get in the car and so does Vincenzo.By miracle my brother shuts up, of the three brothers, Vincenzo was the most communicative, he liked to talk and stuff, I even tried, but I can't keep saying what I feel or showing, I'm rude and when it comes to having sex with a woman, that doesn't change.He liked his late wife, they would spend hours talking and cuddling, they would do it even in front of other people, it was disgusting to watch. Matteo always complained to him about the
(Filippo Valentini)I look at her a little astonished, swallow the saliva, I got lost inside your soft lips, naughty tongue and warm skin. I watch her fix her hair and blouse, without looking at me, your face is all red, I think it's a mixture of anger, excitement and embarrassment."Or maybe you're completely wrong and this is just a little theater", my mind alerts me and in an instant, I feel apprehensive again. I take steps back away from her, I run my hand over my face in order to ease the insane fire I'm feeling, holding the crazy urge to fuck her over my table, I need to stay calm and cold.Shit! Me, a thirty-three-year-old man, being known as the Tech Tycoon, also doing double duty as an FBI agent. Maker of weapons for mobsters, I gave in to desires so easily, bringing it into my living room! Wanting to change your position just out of jealousy! What recklessness!Well, I thoroughly researched her life. I know that she comes from a favela in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. That her "mo
(Filippo Valentino)Well, now it only remains to finalize the details of the trigger, the double cartridge and the bolt. The custom grip with the coat of arms of the Valentini family (CNFV - Casa Nostra Famiglia Valentini) is the only painted part, the golden color in contrast with the black leaves an air of sophistication, I always dedicate myself to every detail and the efficiency of each shot, my babies wreak havoc on the enemies.Finally! I'm done, I run my hand over my sweaty forehead and look carefully at my finished work, now I just have to send it to my team in the basement of this company and in six months these beauties will be in Italy."Mr. Valentini?" Sophia knocks on the door three times."You can come in", I speak and put my projects in the drawer, I check the time on my wristwatch, noon.Sophie enters my living room, strutting in her six-inch heels, skirt and tight blouse. The only woman I never looked at with different eyes, she's the wife of my weapons manufacturing
(Renata Pellegrini)"What did the boss want?", Caio asks as I approach the counter.I sigh, I can't tell anyone what happened in that room. I take a seat behind the counter next to Caio and look towards the entrance. I don't like to lie, but Caio has been very nice to me, no need to give him a dry answer, better to lie."I didn't even go into your living room, he told me to leave even before I came in", I make up the excuse, but his eyes look at me suspiciously."You took too long, and your hair is disheveled", he says looking at me.Shit! I run my hand through my hair and feel that there are still some loose strands, I can't look people in the eye while I'm lying. I move my gaze to the ground."I bumped into the vice-president's secretary, that's why, and I also spent a few minutes talking to her, she's very nice", I lied outright.'Please Miss Sophie, I'm sorry for using you like this' - beg in my thoughts."Miss Sophie is very nice and beautiful too, too bad she is a married woman.
(Renata Pellegrini)"A coffee with six spoons of sugar and milk, please,” I ask the girl at the coffee shop."Six spoons?", she repeats my request with wide eyes, "Are you sure?""Oh, you're right", I smile, "Better put eight spoons.!""N-no, I didn't mean it's not much, it's just....""And please don't heat the coffee."She sighs and finally gives up."Okay, just a moment, please."Just imagining the look on Veronica's face when she tastes the coffee, I can't help but smile with anticipation. I know this might not be the mature thing to do in this situation, but right now I don't care. I just want her to pay. Since she enjoys humiliating others, why not feel a little of her own venom?'Where did you get all that courage?' - my mind asks me, 'It's not courage, it's anger, frustration, disappointment, all mixed together' - I answer myself in thought.I look around as I wait for the coffee, this is my third day at the company, so much has happened in the four days I have been here in th
(Renata Pellegrini)"There was an unforeseen event at the company, can we reschedule? ... I understand, I hate missing appointments too, but really this problem can only be solved by myself, I ask for your understanding... Well then tomorrow at eight o'clock, meet me there at the hotel", he turns off her cell phone and puts it in her pocket.We exit the elevator and enter his living room, Veronica sits in one of the chairs in front of her desk, he motions with his hand for me to sit in the other one, I sit down. He goes to her seat behind the desk, crosses her arms over her chest and looks from me to Veronica."You almost lost me a million-dollar meeting!", he says with a straight face, what the hell! I didn't mean to get in the way of his business, I just wanted to teach her a lesson in it.I try to keep my gaze upward, but her gaze is cold and emotionless, not unlike the first look he gave me when we first met. It makes me look away and fold my hands in my lap, am I scared, again?'
(Renata Pellegrini)Out of the corner of my eye I see this brute's other hand coming with a dirty rag towards my nose, I imagine it's something to make me faint. I raise my arm to break the contact, elbow him in the ribs but he doesn't even move, squeezing my neck even tighter.He's stopped making me swoon with the fabric and now uses his other arm to choke me from behind. I take a deep breath and stay calm, remembering my father's teachings. I hold his forearm with both hands and tilt my head, making a protection with my chin to be as firm as possible and prevent him from choking me. I bend my knees and pull him over my body, he loses his balance, but to my despair, don't let me go.I feel dread take hold of me, all the calm I've been trying to maintain is draining from my pores, my blood is freezing, but the sweat doesn't stop running down my forehead. My heart is pounding and tears are burning my eyes.'This can't be happening, not again' - I think and unable to control the tears,
(Renata Pellegrini)I squeeze my teeth and fists while lifting my gaze and I find myself with the yours, my breathing quickens. I'm angry because he used my words against me, shame for having wavered and aiming too hard at what I shouldn't have, and some other feelings I can't name."Where are you taking me?" I ask firmly, I don't want it to be realized that he has shaken me."To my bed", he replies with a smile. A chill run through my backbone."What do you think we would do in your bed?"He widens his slutty smile, making me realize how suggestive and silly my question was."¿I can list the many fun things that can be done by her...""I-I want to go to my house!" I interrupted his speech trying to remain firm, emphasizing my words."It's already too late""You have a car, you could take me!", I say, I don't know what time it is and I don't even care, I just keep looking at it."I refuse", he says, challenging me with his gaze."How is it? You can't deny it...""And what will you do?