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
CAILY GALILEO I pulled the lacy coat off a bit slowly, putting on a look I knew was seductive. It was the popular seductive look that I had learnt easily from a few magazines. As the soft lace dropped to the floor beneath me, I could see Pietro's eyes dilate a bit. He swallowed hard, an action that made his adam's apple bob almost sexily. Almost. Every action of the man standing before me would be termed hot to every other person in the world. Even his inaction was sexy, but not to me. He would always be an 'almost' for me because I knew exactly what he was. A monster."Peaches, go on." his voice was coarse, deep and it made my breathing quicken as if it was the most natural thing to occur. I could feel my breathing getting heavier as I stood in front of him, dressed in just this sexy lingerie and nothing more. My heart was pounding hard and there was this...No, I will say nothing about this sick feeling. 'This is a job. For Aunt Mandy. For Aunt Mandy' I repeated the words in
PIETRO GIACOMETTI Peaches was quite strong willed and that wasn't very surprising. It was actually pleasant, very pleasant to play this game with her. Even with that flushed face and her quivering body, she was still insistent on not telling me how much she needed to cum for me. Yet, this was fucking interesting. Her, not wanting to easily accept that she belongs to me was fucking exciting. Just breathing in her beautiful scent and having her this close to me was making my cock throb so fucking hard. I stood a few inches away from her as she hooked her fingers in her lacy panties and slowly began to tug it down. My cock throbbed harder, getting me so rock hard that it fucking hurt to keep my cock tucked in my trousers. I badly, almost desperately needed to get it out and let Peaches see what she did to me, let her see how hard I get for her, how needy she gets me but not yet, not at this moment. My eyes followed as the panties slowly gave way to the sight of her shaved pussy. My h
KATE ROMANS Gaining entrance into Pietro Giacometti's home was really a tough one. I had pulled all the cards I could pull but it wasn't working. The only way that worked was me coming here under the guise of the daughter of one of his businessmen who was supposed to negotiate business with him. Yet, even that had not been easy or smooth going. Pietro Giacometti had insisted that he didn't want a meetup in his home or even in his office, except with the businessman himself. It had been hard but the businessman had eventually convinced Pietro Giacometti to let me talk business with him.I didn't mind where it would be though. Home or his office. I just had to see this Pietro Giacometti and talk to him. Ask him about Dylan and ask him to release Dylan to me. I rubbed my palms together, taking another look around the living room where I was waiting for Pietro Giacometti. It was gorgeous and every inch of the place was luxury. A luxury I could not afford even if I worked harder wit
PIETRO GIACOMETTI Overwhelming such a sweet, little thing like Peaches was wrong but I didn't have so much fucking time anymore before I would have to go insane. There were just two days left before she would have to leave me according to the terms of the contract but I knew I wouldn't let her leave. I would lock her up with me and never let her go until she was drunk in love with me. I didn't want to resort to that though. I wanted her to fucking admit it before the end of those two days and even though I had to overwhelm her like this, it was still better than what I would have to do if she didn't admit her feelings in two days. I reached down for the letter she had read and ran my fingers over it gently before dropping it in the box and placing the lid on it. I walked out of the room and found Peaches sitting on the floor just beside the door. “Tesoro” I called before reaching for her and lifting her into my arms. She kept her hands over her face, clearly not wanting me to se
CAILY GALILEO I gasped softly, my hands trembling and dropping the bracelet. I shuffled myself quickly away from him. Face flushed. Heart pounding. Body slightly trembling and chest heaving up and down with every breath I took.I diverted my gaze to the floor, trying to steady my breath very unsuccessfully. It was like I was going to fall into a panic attack any second from now. I was in love with Pietro? I was…? How could that be possible? That could not be possible so what the hell was the voice inside my head telling me? Why was it telling me to quit acting like I didn't love him when I really… really didn't love Pietro?Or did I, really?Oh fuck! No!I palmed my face with both hands, my face contorting with frustration. In less than two weeks. How could I have fallen in love with a man I was so hell bent on hating in two weeks?“How could you be like this, Caily? Why do you always make the worst decisions? Why do you always make decisions that sends you farther into his life?”
CAILY GALILEO “This…” I could not believe that this was actually happening. That I was actually on a freaking yacht right now. The date or whatever this was, was going to be on a yacht! Pietro had his hand on my waist as he led me further into it.“We are going to have dinner...” He glanced at his wristwatch “In thirty minutes.” He completed his words.“But I do have a few things to show you before then.” He added. “Really? What are those?” I asked, unable to hide the excitement pumping in my veins at the moment. I was mesmerized enough already and couldn't wait to see more!“Things you were familiar with but no longer are.” He replied and I tilted my head a bit, trying to understand his words.I, however didn’t have enough time to think so much as to what exactly he was trying to mean by those words, because he turned his grip on my waist firm and led me further into the yacht. My eyes wandered the place.“This is so gorgeous, Pietro.” I grumbled.“Then you have it.” Were his nex
CAILY GALILEO “I am going back to work tomorrow.” I informed Pietro, breaking the brief silence and I watched his brows arch. “Tesoro,” he called me that again. “Don't call me that.” I whispered. I didn't need more mind messing today. “You are not going back to that place, Peaches.” he said, his voice cool and collected, but his gaze stern. “It's my life. I call the shots on my life and the contract, it doesn't take away this freedom from me.” I pointed out. “This is not about the contract, Peaches. You were hit in that fucking company!” He rubbed at his temple. “I am not going to back down like a coward because I was hit. I wasn't the one at wrong so why should I give up on my work when I wasn't wrong?” I asked him, taking steps closer to him. “You don't need that job.” he groaned, a little conclusively. “I do. I am not going to stay here all day, Pietro or just sit around without a job.” I argued with him. “You aren't going back to that fucked up place, Peaches.” He state
CAILY GALILEO It was 1pm but I still had not gotten out of bed. Clad in another shirt belonging to Pietro but this time, in my own room, I could not get out of bed. I had tried about an hour earlier but my trembling legs had been too obvious and so I had just given up and decided to remain right here in bed. My head didn't ache like I thought it would with the thoughts of self guilt, shame, embarrassment and all. Far from it, I felt a little bit at peace and if there was anything that didn't give me as much peace, it was Pietro's adamance on me telling him I loved him before he could fuck me. I didn't love him and I didn't want to ever have to love him but I loved his body and I loved his cock… Heavens….Just thinking about his cock, hard, throbbing in my mouth and throat, the musky scent of it, the way it smacked my face and the way it rubbed my pussy made me almost want to touch myself right now, regardless of how fucking sore my pussy was. “Oh please!” I shook my head lightl
KATE ROMANS “It's Pietro Giacometti.” My brows arched as I got that piece of information. “Pietro Giacometti? I think I have heard of him.” I mumbled, trying to figure out where I had heard his name, while gently tapping my foot against the hard floor underneath the table. “Heard of him?” My informant chuckled as he grabbed the bale of money, his payment, on the table. “Who doesn't know him? But then those who know him and are not in his league prefer to stay very far away from him.” He tucked the money into his bag and looked back up at me. “And we are not in his league?” I asked and my informant suddenly cackled, almost in a mocking manner. “Kate, there can be no comparison between a tiger and an ant. On a scale of one to ten, if yourself and Dylan are on one, Pietro won't be on that scale, he is breaking that scale. You are way too far from his league and I have no idea what Dylan did to have being taken away by Pietro Giacometti in person but whatever the case, you might as
PIETRO GIACOMETTI PERFECT. Right now, everything didn't just SEEM perfect. Everything WAS fucking perfect. Caily, licking my cum off her lips as her eyes looked up at me, waiting for an answer to her question. “Right… I am going to rub your pussy until you cum. And I am going to rub it so well with the cock you are so fucking obsessed with.” Her lips parted slightly, eyes widening in sheer delight. I pulled her up from her knees and held onto her waist as I lifted her to stand on her jelly feet. A hand to her waist and the other wrapping around her neck. “When next I fuck your throat, I am going to have my hand wrapped around your fucking throat and will feel the bulge each time I thrust in you.” The look of anticipation on her face grew. I took a step closer to her, pressing my body close to hers and looking down into her pretty eyes. “And when I eventually fuck your pretty, wet pussy, I am going to feel you bulge in your fucking stomach.” “Aaah” she moaned, eyes show
CAILY GALILEO “No more! No more!” I cried out, hand pushing Pietro's head down to my pussy. Yes. I was telling him to stop but I was pulling his face down to my pussy and even wrapping my legs around his head, keeping me right there. I wanted more! I was crazy to want more when I could barely lift a finger but I wanted more even though my body seemed like it could not take any more. “I… Cumming!!” And that… that was my fifth climax under the peach stars tree and under the beautiful stars. The stars watched as Pietro devoured me, his own stars. My face contorted in pleasure, my body glistening with sweat even with the cool dawn breeze. “Hmm.” Pietro pulled his face from my pussy and I just laid there, legs spread wide, arms spread out, face, red from pleasure and thighs filled with bite marks. “You are addictive, Peaches. Way too fucking addictive.” Pietro growled as he pulled off his flimsy clothing. And as my teary, lust hazy eyes journeyed down his body and reached h