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
CAILY GALILEO My vision was blurry and my head throbbed with a dull ache as I opened my eyes slowly in my bed. The slowly becoming familiar ceiling came to my sight and I groaned softly before turning away to face the other side. Memories of last night flashed in my head and I cuddled up on my bed a lot more, shutting my eyes right back as if shutting my eyes would erase all what happened last night. I could not comprehend what I had done last night, I could not comprehend the lack of control I had felt and I certainly could not in any way understand how I had given up so much control to Pietro. I was supposed to detest him badly, I was supposed to be doing this just because I had no other choice. I should be doing just things I am obligated to do and nothing more. Moaning so... So desperately, letting out those dirty noises, begging to be allowed to cum and eventually cumming. None of that was an obligation. That was all me and that was me in reaction to Pietro. And I had even
PIETRO GIACOMETTIPeaches thinks she broke last night, she is currently thinking of how she lost control but she has no idea and no clue that she was still far from losing control. She was still far from the things I had ready for her and she was totally unprepared for the amount of control she would lose over herself and the amount I would lose over her. She was completely oblivious of how fucking much I was going to have her want me, desire me. Not as much as I wanted and desired her. One would have to be a psychopath to want as much as I did and my Peaches was not a psychopath and I could never want her to be one. "I do not want to be here for much longer than I absolutely need to be so tell me, how many minutes do I have to be here for?" Her voice came, soft, regardless of how much she had tried to harden it. "For as much minutes as it takes you to have a proper breakfast. And that would be about twenty minutes of your time." I replied her and saw her stiffen for a second but t
DYLAN DONOVIC My sock cladded foot tapped the floor impatiently as I watched the phone in front of me, not knowing exactly what to think or what to do. It had never been like this. Caily had never been this hard to appeal and I knew that she could not be as hard as she was feigning to be this time around too. I just had to meet her in person, tell her sweet words and that would be all I need to get her back on my side. I knew that very well. I knew it from all the other times it had worked, Caily could not say no to me. She could not end this relationship as long as I still wanted it but still, something about this time unnerved me. Where was she staying? Knowing Caily quite well, she didn't have friends good enough to let her stay with them for a couple of nights. And Caily could not have possibly decided to check in to some hotel for the next few days, right?That was possible but I wasn't so positive that was the case. "Still thinking about Caily?" Kate questioned, walking int
CAILY GALILEOAGAIN.I was being stupid again. Ever since I stepped into this mansion, it seemed like stupidity had been a second part of me. Or perhaps it had always been a part of me but it was just being more enhanced.If I was a little bit wise, just a tiny bit, I would not be seated here, actually yearning for the touch of this man. I would not be seated still, letting his hand move further down my thighs. I would not listen to his dirty words and have my pussy getting wet. I would not have my nipples hard right now and my lips would not be slightly parted with my brain urging me to moan out his name, to just let go and let his name slip out of my lips.“Let me show you, Peaches. Telling isn't enough.” his face moved closer to mine and I could not believe how much I wanted to kiss him right fucking now.His fingers slipped past my wet panties and I gasped, my back arching slightly. His fingers were in my panties! Pietro had his fingers in my panties and I was not stopping him.I
CAILY GALILEOWith a chest heavy with self guilt, I walked into my workplace. I was glad that Pietro wasn't stopping me from going to work. Knowing him, he could have attempted that but he didn't and I was glad about that.It would have been another headache to argue forth and back with him on going to work or not. I had effectively avoided him since the morning encounter.And if I could, I would ignore and avoid myself too. I would ignore the silly part of me that allowed him to brush his fingers against my pussy, I would ignore the part of me that sat on the floor in my room and rubbed her pussy and nipples until she came, moaning his name and crying out that she hated him.I sighed softly as I settled into my seat. I dropped my bag on my desk and opened my bag, bringing out my phone and a few other accessories.I did a quick arrangement of my desk, an action that I engaged in when I was in the mood to procrastinate work a little.I looked over to Trisha's desk. She wasn't there bu
PIETRO GIACOMETTI"Boss, she is back." The good news was reported to me by Finn. My Peaches was back home, back home to me. I got up from my seat, picking up the glass of wine that was on the stool in front of me.I walked calmly to my window and stood by it, looking out to the beautiful evening sky."It's such a pretty evening, don't you think?" I asked."It definitely is, boss." He replied."Who is on your mind, if I may ask?"I chuckled and took a sip of the wine. The sky only looked pretty when I had someone I wanted to kill in mind. "Dylan Donovic. I was really going to spare him. He was going to be the one person I spare to celebrate Peaches coming back to me. I really didn't want to kill him, because it might also lead to a bit of a fight between Peaches and I if she ever found out but how long can I hold back killing him when he just won't stay put?" I chuckled once again before tightening my grip around the wine glass in my hand.Dylan going to Caily's workplace to talk to
CAILY GALILEO Clad in the lingerie and standing in the middle of the room with Pietro looking at me like I was a prey he wanted to devour badly. And I looked absolutely like a prey, in this red, sexy lingerie, quivering gently just from his gaze on me. “Have you ever used a toy, Caily?” Pietro called me by my real name, taking his gaze off me and causing me to let out a breath I had no clue I had been holding for so long. “I… I have never.” I replied with a small stutter in my voice. “So I'd be the first to see you using one. I'd be the first to have you use one. Sounds fucking good. I wanted to be your first in everything, you know.” His deep voice echoed in the room, followed by an equally deep chuckle as he pulled some shelves open. My eyes widened at what laid behind the shelves. Toys. Lots and lots of toys that I knew absolutely nothing about. “I wanted to be the first boy you'd hug even though that was already impossible when I first saw you…” he chuckled softly, picking o
CAILY GALILEO "What are you doing?" I asked quietly, limping gently to where Pietro was standing. "Why are you walking around on your own?" He turned to me, thrusting something really quick into his pocket. "It's just a tiny cut. Doesn't stop me from walking. If anyone should be staying back in bed right now, then it should be you. You STABBED your thigh.""I am alright, Peaches. As long as you are fine..." He took a step closer, covering the distance between us and reaching a hand to my face. I leaned my face into his hand. "I am very fine." I smiled at him. "What were you hiding, though?" I questioned but he just took a step back, hand leaving my face as his brows arched. "Hiding? What could I have been hiding?" He tried to act oblivious. "What you just hid in your pocket?" I questioned with a small pout. "I hid nothing in my pocket, tesoro"I narrowed my gaze at him with a playfully suspicious gaze. "Fine. I hid something." He gave in, raising two hands up in the air in a
PIETRO GIACOMETTI I was leaned back on the couch, my gaze on the sleeping woman in my bed while my hand held a glass of alcohol.I took another small gulp and dropped the glass on the stool by the couch before throwing my head back. I could not kick her words out of my head. 'You kill one more person and I would no longer be yours, Pietro Giacometti.' A hand raked through my hair while my other hand reached for stab wound. I felt around it for a second before shutting my eyes, jaws clenched hard. Behind my closed eyes, images flashed. Images of the several bloodied bodies I have killed. Voices raised. Voices of pain and torture that I had enjoyed listening to. And then another image flashed...The image of Peaches smiling at me. Directing those pretty smiles at me and me only. The urge for me to kill and torture was strong but the need to have Peaches with me was far fucking stronger. For her, I would do anything yet I wasn't sure how much I could tame myself. I had two options
CAILY GALILEO I was lying in Pietro's arms in my bed. He was holding onto me firmly like he was scared I would push honour of the room the moment he let goof me. The medical personnel had come over and had taken care of my cut. Pietro's stab wound had also been taken care of, although I still could not get my heart to stop aching over it or get over the worry. Pietro pressed his lips to my forehead, planting a kiss there. An action that made me snuggle even closer to him, careful not to press my body to his injured though.His finger played lightly with the tip of my hair. "Pietro" I mumbled his name softly, my head on his chest, listening to the pound of his heart. "Hmm?" I liked the vibration that came from his chest as he urged me to go on with my words. I snuggled up with him even more and swallowed before starting. We had to talk about what happened today. We had to talk about everything that brought about today's incidents because only then would we avoid another situation
CAILY GALILEO PIETRO GIACOMETTI "Fuck! Fine, I will stay away but let me see that you are fine first, Peaches!" I groaned before kicking the door in my frustration. "No" her voice, soft and yet determined tormented me. I knew she was hurt. Something had broken and I just knew Caily had hurt herself, not intentionally but she was hurt and I could not leave her be while she was hurt. What the hell would I do if she didn't get the cut treated quickly? What would I do if it turned into something more? What the fuck would I do if I had to see her in pains? "I am not going anywhere until you open the door and I see that you are fine and you know it, Peaches.""Then be there. Stay right there" There was the hint of pain in her voice and I hated it. In this situation, I could almost not fucking believe that I loved hearing others in pain. Hearing her in pain tortured me and I kicked the door in desperation. I ran a hand through my hair. I had ensured that Peaches room had the best se
CAILY GALILEO I redialed the contact, heart pounding even more. Anne had not picked the call at the first dial but this time she picked it up on the third ring. "Hello," I said into the phone immediately the call was picked. "Caily." her voice was slightly shaky, clearly infused with fear. "Hi, how... How have you been doing?" I tried to start up simply. "Very well." She replied but her voice didn't sound like she had been doing very well before I called. "Are you alright? You sound a little..." "I am fine. Very fine." she cut me off, her words hurried. "I was doing something so if there's nothing urgent, maybe we can talk later" She added and it was so obvious she had intentionally avoided my first call. "There is!" I quickly said. "I have a question. Is Mr. Trien still coming to work? When last did you see him?" I asked before she could end the call. The other end of the lie went quiet for the next few seconds and I had to check the phone screen to be sure the call
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