PIETRO GIACOMETTI I watched from a distance as Peaches went through the clothing items, checking and dropping. She had been doing so for over five minutes now and she had picked absolutely nothing. Each time, her eyes would light up in delight and then she'd check the price tag and drop it quickly with a slight head shake. "Boss." Finn called. "I got the information on Dylan Donovic already and I think you will definitely be interested in this." Finn handed the tablet to me and I tore my gaze off Peaches for a second. "I ran a casual check on him and there was nothing special but when I looked into his work life, I found out it wasn't as casual as it seemed. He is involved in a small assassination and petty dirty job business. He leads the small chain along with a woman named Kate Brown. His business has an average rating but looks promising as he has been getting some quite good assassination deals lately and..."I raised a hand, making Finn stop mid his report. My gaze lifted f
PIETRO GIACOMETTI I stepped out of the backseat of my car and let out a small groan at the coldness of the night as the door of the car was shut. "Should I have the men bring him out, boss?" Finn asked. "I didn't come all the way out in this darn cold to stand outside" I stretched my hand out and Finn pulled out a knife and a gun. "You know one thing about guns?" I trailed a finger down the gun. "They are sometimes too quick. Too quick for some certain bastards and that one in there is one of those bastards." I moved my fingers to the knife instead. "And the good thing about knives? They can be very well slowed down and good thing I know all the parts to stab in a human to make them cry but not die. Definitely not going to let that bastard off easily." I grabbed the knife and flipped it in my hand, walking towards the door. Finn and my other men walked after me and the moment I walked into the small, shoddy office, two pairs of eyes turned to face me. "Blow their heads off." I
The Next NightCAILY GALILEO 'I fucking love you''I will always protect you from those bastards, Peaches.' Those words had been in my head all day, accompanied by the soft and yet deep laugh that had stirred me awake last night. Each time those words resounded in my head, my heart would go off. And the feeling it caused... I hated it and tried to wish it away but I simply could not. I was standing before Pietro's door right now. That was where he wanted tonight session to be. I breathed in deeply before inputting the passcode. The door clicked open and I walked in, trying not to think about the passcode. "He's just crazy and that's not on me" I mumbled over and over again as I walked further into his chambers. I stopped in front of the door which I knew would lead to his personal room and raised a hand to knock but my hand froze mid air. If he didn't knock before walking into my room last night, why do I have to do the knocking?With those thoughts in my head, I pushed the door
PIETRO GIACOMETTI I was going insane with the pleasure that came from being inside her tight, little mouth. With my cock stretching her lips and her cute yet fucking sexy moans and gaggings on my cock, I was insane with pleasure. "So pretty..." I groaned, thrusting forward into her mouth once more. It was taking everything in me not to just ram my entire length down her fucking throat and feel the warmth and tightness of her throat. My grip on her hair turned tighter as I pulled my cock all the way out of her mouth. Caily coughed as soon as I did so, her pretty cute lips all covered in her drool as much as my cock was. By her hair, I pulled her face closer to my cock and let my hard, aching cock rest on her face. "Aaah, you have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now," I grunted, my cock throbbing at how sexy she looked. On her knees, lips slightly parted, my cock resting on her face and this slutty look in her eyes that demanded for more of me. "Wrap your hands around
CAILY GALILEO I wanted more. I wanted as much as my body could take. No, I wanted as much as Pietro could give me tonight and something told me he could give me a whole lot of that. I was being dirty, thoughtless, shameless and stupid. I was well aware of all of that and mods than anything, I knew I would regret most of this night, tomorrow but right now, I didn't want to care about tomorrow. If I was going to regret, then I should give myself enough to regret over. My legs trembled as Pietro let them down from the held up position they had been in and his face came into view. "You sounded so good, tesoro." His thick voice made my body ache for even more. "See how much you came... Ah, you are such a good girl..." He kept my legs spread and began to kiss my thighs. "Oh...""You are being a very good girl tonight, Peaches, you know that right?" He looked up at my face as his lips moved closer to my pussy. "Y-yes sir." My voice was thin and quivering. "Hmm... Good girls are rewa
PIETRO GIACOMETTI She had never looked this pretty. Caily had always been pretty, right from the first moment I laid my eyes on her. In the sunlight and in the moonlight, she was pretty. Energetic, she was pretty. Tired, she was pretty. She had always been the prettiest thing ever but right in this moment, with my cum on her face, she looked even more beautiful than I had ever seen her be. Tonight. I would always recall this very night when my Peaches turned an even prettier being in front of my eyes. She looked so sexy and so mine, as she came, a few drops of tears rolling down the side of her eyes. I lowered myself down her body and kissed all over her pretty tits as her hands grabbed my shoulders firmly. I looked at her pleasure consumed face as I lowered my lips to her right nipple and gave it a lick that made her whimper with pleasure. "Hmmhhmm." I groaned deeply at that sexy whimper. "Fuck... You are driving me insane tonight." she moaned as I licked her other nipple whil
CAILY GALILEO I brushed away the tears from my cheeks and cuddled the pillow I was holding onto even more tightly. I didn’t even know exactly why I was crying. Was it because of everything that had happened? Or was it because of the way it had ended? I had seen Pietro happy, I had seen him angry, I had seen him mad but I had never seen him look hurt except on that night, he killed my father and I ran away from him. But tonight he had looked at me the same way when I told him I had never loved him and I could never love him. I had seen that hurt in his eyes and I had seen how he had concealed that hurt with a chuckle. But then I had told him the truth and that was the right thing to do. It was better to let him know that even if we have sex, it would not mean that I belonged to him or that I loved him. How could I ever love him when the memories of that night remained glued to my head? When I could still recall how brutal he was? And when I knew how obsessed he was? I didn’t lo
PIETRO GIACOMETTII alighted from the car, a grim look on my face and my mouth set in a hard line as the car door was shut behind me. “Light me a cigarette.” I walked towards the building and a few seconds later, Finn handed me a cigarette. I took a long drag and let out a puff as the doors were pushed open for me to walk in.I walked into the living room and stopped in the middle of it. One of my men pulled the furniture piece off and placed his palm on the floor. Three seconds later, the scanning began and it beeped. I walked further, moving to the unused kitchen, with Finn following closely behind.I took another long drag as I walked down the underground basement now opened in the kitchen. As soon as Finn and I walked in, I threw the cigarette to the floor and stomped my feet on it, letting out an annoyed groan and punching the floor.“Aaaish!” I growled and rained more punches at the hard wall, my breathing rapid and shallow with my rage. I was so fucking annoyed! So fucking pi
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