THE PAST PIETRO GIACOMETTI "I hate you. Read my lips… I hate you so much and I will never ever... never forgive you!” Those words, that teary face stained with blood from me holding her face, that sadness and anger, that hatred. All that kept me up the entire night. She had said all those words to me and she had called me a monster. My Peaches had looked at me and she had seen a monster. She had not seen that human she always wanted to be around, she had not seen a man who would always be standing by her side. All she had seen was a monster she wanted to flee away from. And I should let her. I should let Caily run far away from me so that I would never have to see her in tears like that again. I should let her go away from me so that this obsession for her, this need for her could at least die down but I could not. I could not let her run away from me because my need for her could never die down. She would come to understand my actions and she would take back her words about
CAILY GALILEO I walked into the restaurant Dylan had booked for our dinner date. It wasn't as luxurious as the ones he had usually taken me to for our dinner dates but it wasn't so bad either. And I guessed he was trying to cut down on costs since he spent so much on making Kate comfy. His eyes lit up the second he spotted me approaching him and he smiled. I smiled back at him, feeling good at how his eyes lightened up with happiness at the sight of me. He got up from his chair and met me. "Hi babe." he kissed my cheek and I kissed him back on the cheek. "Here." he pulled out my chair for me and I whispered a thank you to him, relaxing myself in the chair. He walked over to his own chair, the light smile still on his face. "You look beautiful tonight. I mean, you always look beautiful though." he chuckled, complimenting me but I could not help but shift a little but uncomfortably. Him calling me beautiful just made me recall that stranger calling me beautiful. His voice was d
PIETRO GIACOMETTI Fuck. Why had I brought my phone along with me? Why had I received this text in this moment? It would have been satisfying to take the bastard out of my way permanently over this hassle. She can't come stay with me because she has a boyfriend but she'd definitely come over when her boyfriend gets missing under very mysterious circumstances, wouldn't she? I could have gotten the bastard out of the way a while back but I had been keeping a check on myself. A check not to slaughter any of the people around Caily. I didn't want her pretty face getting pulled into a deep frown of anger if she finds out that I killed a few people around her. But her boyfriend... I could have made this one exception and gotten rid of him very quietly, so quietly that Caily would never even realise that he was gone. But this text from her... "Fine, let's not ruin things because of this urge to see little Dylan torn apart into several pieces. I still have quite a few to tear
THE NEXT DAYCAILY GALILEO I was nervousness personified as I sat in the beautiful restaurant the lawyer had asked for us to meet. He had asked for us to meet at 5pm as that would be the only convenient time for me since I finished work at half past 4pm. The restaurant had been fairly close to my workplace so it had taken me only about fifteen minutes to get there and now I was waiting for the lawyer, Mr. Homes. We had gone over most of the terms of the contract over the phone earlier and the terms were very reasonable, too reasonable in fact.Sitting here, I was left wondering if I was really taking the right step. Yes, I was desperate to get money and yes, I was quite desperate to also not be home when Dylan came begging but was all that worth what I was about to do?Yes, there was going to be a legal document but still, wouldn't it be a risk? Could I really afford to do..."Miss. Galileo?" A manly voice shook me out of my thoughts and I pulled myself together to face Mr. Homes.
PIETRO GIACOMETTI In this moment, it felt like a ray of sunshine was standing right before me. It had been eight years, nine months, 14 days and seven hours since we had last been this close, since we had stood in the same room together, looking at each other. All these years I had been watching her from afar and although I could see her, she never saw me, she never looked at me and these pretty, bluish eyes of hers never looked in mine like she was doing right now. I picked one of the bouquets of tulips beside me and got up to my feet. I watched as her gaze followed my movement, an action that had her looking up at me. She hadn't grown much taller than the last time I held her close. I wanted to hold her in this moment, hold her fucking tightly and breathe her in, hear her voice and feel her skin brush against me. I wanted every part of her that made her Caily, that made her Peaches. I walked up to her as she remained stunned in the middle of the room. Stopping in front of her,
CAILY GALILEO Crazy. Crazy. Crazy. A crazy monster. Those were the words that ran through my head as I stared at Pietro, trying to find my anger and my hatred for him. 'Trying' because I wasn't feeling enough anger and enough hatred for him at the moment. He killed my father and that should be enough for me to be disgusted by his mere sight but how could I be... How could I be disgusted when he looked like this?Pietro had grown a lot taller and I had to totally raise my head up to look at his face. His body was muscular and well built. The black shirt he was wearing could not hide that and then his face... Those brown eyes. I could recall how beautiful they used to be but somehow, they had grown even more beautiful, sharper and piercing underneath the shadow of his dark, long lashes. "I am not willing and I am not ready to complete any deal, Mr. Giacometti. What proof do you have that such deal ever existed between us?" I asked, using his lawyer's words against him but his smir
CAILY GALILEO Long, harsh fingers grabbed my thighs and spread my open as I gasped softly, opening my eyes at the sudden parting of my legs. "Look at me." Pietro ordered, his voice deep and hot just like that other night on the phone. It was that voice that I could not will myself to disobey. I let out a muffled moan at how firmly he was holding my thighs open, as I looked at him with his face in between my thighs. He kept our gaze locked as he pressed his lips to my thighs, kissing my inner thighs. I couldn't help but roll my hips from the sensation as he kissed my inner thighs, looking at me with those piercing eyes of his. My body bucked slightly as I felt his hot and wet tongue circle my thigh in a way that was pleasurable and yet teasing. Teasing, because my pussy wanted that tongue circling it way more than my thighs could ever want that!My body tingled and I could feel the moistness of my panties. Each touch of his lips on my thighs made my body tremble and made my nipple
CAILY GALILEOThat Night. My knees were buckly, my breathing was very much uneven. My heart was pounding uncontrollably in my chest and somehow even amongst this mix of emotions, there was a tiny bit of shameful excitement. It definitely wasn't me being excited because in a few minutes, I would be having to walk in a room where Pietro was waiting for me and I'd have to perform for him. It would not include him touching me but I knew very well that it would border a lot on that. How could I even trust that he would not touch me? How could I ever trust a man who killed my father? I was sure, very certain that Pietro must have ended the lives of a few more people over the past few years. It was a certainty for a monster like him I sucked in a deep breath, looking into the mirror, at my own reflection. I was dressed in a sexy, black lingerie. It felt comfortable and yet I could see from the mirror that I looked sexy in a way I was certain I had never looked before. For a brief sec
PIETRO GIACOMETTI I CAN'T.I can't lose her again. I have lost Caily once before and I had to stay nine fucking years without her. That could not happen again. I ran a hand through my hair, pulling it back with a quite strong grip. My breathing was irregular and I was feeling a whole lot of fucking awful feeling all at the same time. Regrets. I should not have let that bastard live! I had let him live eventually because of Caily, because I didn't want this to fucking happen. Because I was trying to put a leash on myself for her but this is what happens when I try to leash myself. Regrets! Fuck! I should have killed him, killed the bastard who had come for him too. But the regret wasn't what hurt the most. It was this almost fucking familiar feeling of loss. I hated the feeling so fucking badly that I just wanted to pull at my own heart and fucking rip it out to stop this maddening ache. Yet, I wanted that ache. In fact, I wanted my heart to ache even more because I had hurt her ag
CAILY GALILEO My heart pounded hard as I waited for Dylan's next words, for what he had to say about Pietro. Hoping, desperately hoping that he was about to tell me that Pietro had saved him from that place he thought he would not be able to survive. Hoping even when I knew fully well that hope could not be true. That Pietro could never save Dylan from anything. "He kidnapped me and... And he... he tortured me." The dress in my hand dropped to the floor immediately as I felt a bang in my head with those words from Dylan. "Wh... What do you mean by that?" I stuttered out."I told you, Caily. That he is an evil person. I told you Pietro Giacometti is not human and he has no humane feelings or emotions in him. He kidnapped me, Caily and I almost died. I really thought I was going to die.""Pi... Pietro kidnapped you?" I asked the question even though it had clearly been confirmed just now. "Kidnapped was the least painful of what I went through. I was stabbed. My legs..." His voice
CAILY GALILEO Lips pressed to my forehead as I slowly stirred awake. "Hmm " I grumbled as I moved a hand to my eyes and rubbed lightly on it before fluttering my eyes open. "You are awake," Pietro whispered, looking into my eyes before kissing the tip of my nose. I closed my eyes for a short second before nodding and reopening my eyes. His gaze was mine. "Oh god, don't tell me you are thinking of..." I started. Pietro chuckled, a heartwarming sound coming from him and I could feel my heart rate pick up. He put a hand to my face, cupping it gently. "I love your eyes. They are beautiful and that's why I am staring, not cause I want to fuck you. I do want to fuck you but yeah, we can take a break for a tiny while." He caressed my cheek gently and leaned in a little bit more to kiss my jawline and then my neck. He pulled back up to look at me and moved his hand to my hair, gently patting it. "Let's go on a date tonight, what do you say?" He asked and my heart picked up
Journie tapped slowly on his table. A combined act of impatience and control. He was impatient, gravely so but he was hell bent on keeping his impatience controlled. His face was twisted into a small frown as his gaze fixed onto the door. A knock came and Journie's frown lines vanished as his face smoothened into a calm look. "Come in." He said, his voice still having a hint of impatience that he immediately sought to get rid of by clearing his throat while the door opened, his female guest walking into the office. "Trisha." "Good day" Trisha smiled back at him, a tight smile as she walked up to the desk. "May I?""Sure, sure. You absolutely may."Trisha pulled the chair and sat down opposite Journie. "You said you had business for me.""Oh yes, I do. I did some checks on you and I found out that you recently worked for Pietro Giacometti"Trisha's body tensed a little bit at the mention of the name. "And? Why are you running checks on me?" She questioned. "It's nothing big. J
CAILY GALILEO HE WAS RIGHT.Pietro was right that the most appealing option is not always the best option because as he dropped me into a room I had not entered into for over a week, I knew I was going to be crazy very soon. Into the red room. Pietro dropped me on the bed. I was still in the ripped sleep wear, legs betraying my once upon a time ability to work. "Spread your legs, Peaches" His deep voice came and my legs, the same ones that betrayed me obeyed him instantly and my legs immediately parted wide. "You have a very pretty pussy, carino. Every inch of you is so pretty. Every bit of you is such a beauty that overwhelms my being." His fingers trailed my thighs lightly and I swallowed hard as his fingers moved closer to my sensitive, twitching pussy. I sucked in a deep breath as his fingers got very close to my slit. "How about I make you cum on my face? Have your pussy on my face and make you grind this sweet cunt on my face. Tongue fuck your pussy and rub your clit. How
CAILY GALILEOPietro grabbed me by the waist while I still shivered in the light of my climax. He pulled himself to sit up against the headboard and pulled my head to his, kissing me. A soft moan left me into the kiss as I kissed him back, my hands on his broad shoulders. I gasped as two fingers thrusted into my still squelching pussy. My lips shook against his, as the kiss turned less deep. He brushed his lips against mine, his other hand moving up my back so slowly and so slightly that it kept me quivering and then all at once, his hand reached into my hair and he grabbed it."Aahhh" my breath was shaky, his grip firm in my hair. "Red." He said the words and my brows pulled together a bit, confused before a thrust of his fingers in my pussy set my brows on another expression. "That's your safe word. You might be needing it."A safe word. What... What was he planning to do to me? "What's your safe word?" He pulled at my hair and a whimper left my lip."Red" I gasped out. "Good.
THE NEXT MORNING CAILY GALILEO I woke up first today. Maybe because I had slept while Pietro had been out yesterday so I woke up a little bit earlier this morning. According to the table clock, it was four minutes past 6am. I moved my gaze from the not so interesting sight of the table clock to a very interesting and appealing sight. The man holding me in his arms. I moved slightly in his arms to see his face better and heavens, I think I would have to wake up early from now on to take a glimpse of this face before he got up. Messy hair was splayed all over his forehead, in a way that suggested that he might have run his fingers through them a few times overnight but maybe that was me. And then his closed eyes... With his eyes open, Pietro was fucking handsome. Those light brown eyes that seemed to brighten in a dark way whenever they landed on me. But with those eyes closed, Pietro was a fucking piece of artwork. My gaze slowly went over his features, taking my time fully
PIETRO GIACOMETTI *Fuck*Wood carving was hard. Quite difficult in fact, but this was also one of the many times I was quite proud of how quickly I learned stuffs. Handmade things. Peaches would definitely swoon over a gift I made with my own hands. She could dump the numerous jewellery I got her somewhere and dump every other fancy gift, only wearing or using them when she laid her eyes on them and thought them perfect for the occasion but handmade stuffs? She would fucking cherish it and that was how I found myself at this point...I had thought of making a painting but to be very honest, I knew I wasn't too good with that and it was a pretty common thing to do. I didn't want common, especially when common was that difficult too. I have hoped wood carving would be slightly easier and faster to get a grab of but it wasn't so easy, so far. It was tougher than painting but hell, it felt more special than painting so wood carving it was. I had had quite a number of tutors already and
PIETRO GIACOMETTI My hands gently caressed her face, pretty and peaceful as she slept. The one human that could make me feel satisfied in so many ways and yet so fucking unsatisfied in so many ways. She satisfied me yet she made my cravings heighten. My thumb moved gently over her lower lip, the same lip that had been screaming and panting just about three hours ago. I had crashed to my fucking knees after cumming. It had been too good for me to keep myself up on my feet but I had kept her close to me, making sure her beautiful knees didn't hit the hard floor. She had kissed me, eyes teary and heavens, she looked so pretty, well fucked. I had so much more to do to her, though. To do to us. She had cum without permission though and she was going to get punished for that. Very well punished but not now, her body couldn't handle that in that moment. As much as I wanted to fuck her again, just bend her over on her knees and fuck her from behind, I knew she needed some rest. I had ba