(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?
(Renata Pellegrini)I watch him, his eyes are closed, I watch his tongue seductively glide across his bottom lip as if he's still savoring some sort of taste. Our breath is uneven, our chest rises and falls rapidly, I close my eyes and with my trembling fingers I touch my lips, still feeling the pressure that was made a moment ago with his mouth. My whole-body tingles for more.I open my eyes and lose myself in the immensity of Mr. Filippo's penetrating gaze, without pestaning, without deviating, burning with desire, burning with lust.What a perverted look!As if in a hypnotic trance, I am startled by his lips once again pressing against mine, my eyes open like saucers, I try to pull away, but he puts his hand on the back of my neck preventing me from moving.I open my mouth to protest, however, he uses this opening to stick his tongue in and I can't take it anymore. I melt in his arms again, it's like I've been in the driest desert for years and he is the drop of water I crave. I pu
(Filippo Valentini)I come out from inside the guest room leaving her alone, I hear her calling me, but I just follow stunned to my room, I go to the bathroom, enter and turn on the light.Virgin! - my mind can't stop thinking about it, she didn't even have to assume it in full. Just knowing that I was the first man to kiss that little honey mouth makes me feel stunned and... proud? A strange feeling invades my chest, a feeling of possession... Her first kiss was mine. I really hope that I was the only one to have experienced the softness of that velvety, fleshy mouth. Just imagining another man touching her makes me want to pull out a gun and shoot them all in the head!A virgin right in the next fourth! I have never had sex with a virgin, and knowing that I almost had sex with one makes my big boy sore from so much horniness. I'm going to need another shower!I step into the shower stall and turn on the shower, the image of her full, firm, round breasts sinking into my hands become
(Renata Pellegrini)I watch him silently, sitting on the stool with my arms on the kitchen table, as Filippo opens the refrigerator and gets some bread rolls with cheese and ham, and a carton of orange juice. He puts the glasses on the table and fills them with juice, hands me one, then goes to the counter and puts the bread rolls in the microwave for thirty seconds.“It is very nice to leave food ready in the fridge, just to warm it up later,” I say to myself, I always wanted to do this, but never had time, and worse, taking care of all the meals every day, left me even more out of time, so I was always in a paradox. “You who made these buns?” I ask in a louder tone, breaking the silence.Last night I did not sleep well at all, I had a horrible nightmare about the man who was trying to kidnap me. This man had come back to life, but not as a living being. His head was blown off, it was like a buzzing sound, he was running after me fast, and managed to catch me. I was crying and strugg
(Renata Pellegrini)How to describe the emotion of stepping for the first time into a mall? And even more, when all the stores are open just waiting for you to enter? Knowing this makes a chill run through my stomach. I feel like a child excited to go to a different place. This is good."Does he bring all his assistants here?" - this thought pops into my mind, I stare at him, my eyes sparking with anger, I wish I could electrocute him with the force of my gaze.“Didn't you like the stores?” He asks, staring at me, we stop walking and I feel my face heat up.Where did my desire to kill him go?“W-we haven't been in any yet," I say, looking away.“You don't look so good, ragazza.”“It's just... a thought has come to me," my voice is only a whisper.“About?” He asks with a raised eyebrow, and I feel his gaze burn my skin.“It's just that it crossed my mind that you might have already come here with the other assistants, just the two of you, walking through these huge corridors…” I stop t