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
The Next Day CAILY GALILEO I was staring at my screen blankly. I had been doing so for the past half an hour. No matter how much I willed my fingers and my brain to work in unison, they just would not work so I had pretty much given up on my attempt to work. I would go on with it after a while. But for now, my head was constantly filled with several things. Most of it stemming from last night. Just a week ago, I had been behind this desk and my worry had been all about money. But now, that worry had been cleared but had been replaced by several other worries. I had been unable to sleep last night until Pietro came back and he had returned very late. It was around 3am when I heard cars driving in and I had waited in bed, thinking he would return to his room where he had left me. Perhaps he would think I was asleep and he would... He would say some things... Things that would ease my heart a little from this tightness. And then he would kiss my forehead and leave or even stay
PIETRO GIACOMETTI I couldn't take it anymore. My gaze was on my wristwatch while my foot tapped the floor impatiently. I badly wanted to see Caily already, wanted to feel her skin, breathe in the same air as her and see how she was faring too. She hadn't slept much throughout the night and I knew that because I had spent the rest of my night watching her through the cameras in my room. Seeing her through the cameras weren't enough, I wanted to see her, touch her skin and breathe her in. Wanted to hear her voice as she tried to strike a conversation. "Why the fuck did I not go see her this morning anyway?" I groaned and ran a hand through my hair. "Turn the car around." I let out breathily. I had to see her. "New destination?" "Preston Tradings." "Yes boss." * I remained in the car, contemplating if I should go in or just wait outside here for a few minutes and leave or wait till the end of the day and pick her up from work. My most preferred option was of course to walk
CAILY GALILEOPietro had gone more crazy over the years. That was what this afternoon had showed me. That Pietro was crazier than what I had earlier known him to be.In that moment while he told me he was going to kill everyone in the office, the look on his face had said to very clearly that he was not joking about it and the gun in his hand on broad daylight further cemented that fact!. The man in that moment would truly have killed everyone in that office. But I had also come to realize one thing this afternoon too and I had no idea how I was supposed to feel about it. Pietro would really do anything to keep me safe and Trisha was right when she said he would do anything for me. Just like he was taking me home right now.‘HOME’.Wasn’t that word a bit too much for me to use to point out Pietro’s home? When did his home become my home? When did his arms provide so much comfort? When did his gentle forehead kisses become so comforting? When did his mere presence make me feel so mu
PIETRO GIACOMETTI The more seconds I spend here, in this place, the more time I am giving that bastard to keep living. And it annoyed me. It pissed me off to think that the person who caused Caily's face to redden that much was still alive right now and was well in fact! He was alive and well, not in some torture chamber, begging for his life to be ended as soon as possible. I groaned, heading back to the living room. I had to put Caily to sleep as soon as possible and get the fuck out of here to squeeze the life out of the shit eater. I pulled out my phone, stopping midway. I dialed Finn's contact and he picked up at the first ring. “Yes boss.” “Get me the CCTV footage of Caily's office and deploy the boys out. I want every single person who works in that office.” “Every single one?” I grimed and gritted my teeth, going silent for a second. “I am sorry I questioned you, boss. I will get it done as soon as possible. Where should they be taken to? “H5.” I raised my hea
PIETRO GIACOMETTII pulled the sheets over Caily’s body properly but as soon as I straightened up, she kicked the sheets off her body drunkenly.I chuckled and pulled the sheets back over her. This time, she was calmer with the sheets although the cute and stubborn pout on her lips was still there.I straightened up again and turned away from her, grabbing my gun which I had dropped on the bedside table when I brought Caily into my room.I reloaded the gun, already picturing how many bullets I would use tonight. Just one? Or two? Or three?I would find that out soon enough. Finn already had Mr. Trien and the other workers were already being conveyed to H5 too.Tonight was going to be a delight."Pietro.” I heard Caily grumble my name. I paused reloading the gun, wondering what expression she had on her face while calling my name.I slowly turned to look at her.Her eyes were tightly shut in sleep. She was calling my name in her sleep but that wasn't the most wholesome part. The wholes
PIETRO GIACOMETTII whistled a sweet tune, pulling off the satin clothing that covered the tools on the cart. I let the clothe drop to the floor before running my fingers on to the tools, loving the coolness of the metals. “What do we have here?” I picked up the glinting butcher’s knife.“Shall we butcher his fingers? Or would his toes do instead?” I asked the audience who looked confused as to if they were supposed to answer or not. But they stayed quiet.Right decision.“I think we should go for his fingers first.” I dropped the butcher’s knife and picked up the axe.“Oh, this is one of my favourite. I don't want our star performer to die on us, though so I won't be using this on him. Let's see…”“Right. I will be using this on whosoever in the audience that makes an unsolicited noise.” I grinned and saw the fear flash on their faces.“Oh, don't be scared. I am just saying. You all are not going to go against the rules, definitely. Right?” I dropped the axe and picked up a flame th
CAILY GALILEO I slowly opened my eyes to the rapidly becoming familiar ceiling. An attempt to open my eyes completely made my head hurt and so I shut my eyes tightly and groaned. I reached a hand to my forehead and rubbed on it gently, trying to rub the headache away even when it was clear that rubbing it away would simply not prove effective in this moment. I kept my eyes shut, not moving my head as I reached a hand to the other side of the bed and tried to feel if anyone, Pietro, was there but I couldn't feel him. He wasn't there. This bed was huge but I knew Pietro would never sleep so far away from me if he was on this bed with me. He wasn't here but his cologne was all over me. The explanation for that? I was in his shirt. "Pietro." I groaned out his name softly, hoping he was standing somewhere in this same room with me but there was no response. He wasn't in the room with me. I slowly opened my eyes, still gently rubbing at my forehead. The hurt wasn't as sharp t
CAILY GALILEO He is worried about me and I completely understand that he is concerned for my wellbeing but I also knew that Pietro got too worried a lot of times. Even during times when literally nothing could happen, he'd get worried about me but I wasn't some unique being, sought for by gangs and dangerous people and I could be survive without multiple safety measures in place just like every other human. "We will meet in three hours, then." I said with a light smile on my face and ended the call. I tucked the phone back into my pocket and returned my gaze to the man who was still staring at me intensely. "Uhm..." I started off, pressing my lips into a thin line and studying the expression on his face while trying to choose an approach.Go gentle or be stubborn. "How did your chat with your friend go?" He asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Went well." I shrugged slightly, pretending not to notice the sarcasm. Pietro's brows arched closer to each other, his eyes hinting
PIETRO GIACOMETTI "You are back" Caily propped herself up on the bed, her gaze on me with a light smile on her face.I walked further into the room, not particularly returning her smile but not frowning either. I joined her in bed, picking her up and dropping her on my laps. "That was an important call, wasn't it? See why you should have picked it up?" She asked, fingers gently drifting into the tip of my hair. "Right. That was an important call but it's more important for me to talk to you about this."The smile on her face vanished, her brows creased with worry. "There are a lot of things for you to probably be worried about, loving me. And I know you are getting worried for me even as much as I try to take all those worries away. But something, you silly never have to worry about is another woman." I held onto her waist, my eyes boring holes into her exciting blue eyes. "I... I really was just joking" She whispered. "I..." I stopped and drew in a deep breath before exhaling
PIETRO GIACOMETTI "Hmmm" Peaches purred softly while I gently patted her hair, her head on my chest and her arms around me. She raised her head up and pouted her lips. I kissed her pouted lips, feeling a burst of excitement. I could not hold back the grin on my face."What's funny?" She asked, a small playful frown on her face. "Funny? Is it funny? I do not think so.""Then why are you grinning?"I moved a hand to her chin and kissed her on the lips. "Because..." I kissed her again. "You could have sworn a couple weeks ago that you would never..." Another kiss. "Never ever..." Kisses. "Lift your head towards me for a kiss." I kissed her and saw her face turn flustered. "Well, people change." She tried to hide her smile. "And this change... It's the best change I could ever witness in my lifetime." I kept my hand on her chin to prevent her from looking away from me. "Don't look away. I love it when you look at me. I love how you look at me.""And how do I look at you?" More i
CAILY GALILEO Hard. Fast. Wrecking. Those were the thrusts I was getting from behind with my head pressed to the dinning table. My pussy walls were being stretched and my lips let out, desperate, slutty moans as well as pleas."Hmm... Fuck..." A spank to my ass, his hand pushing my face against the table as he fucked me hard. "Aaah... Aaah" I whimpered and moaned as his deep strokes hit a spot too good for me to keep holding back. "Please sir, I will do anything. Please let me cum" I begged as he fucked me mercilessly, like he was enacting some sort of revenge on my pussy. My body quivered and shook, my toes curled and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. "Whether I let you cum or not, you will do anything I ask you to..." He corrected me and I cried out, knowing that was true. "I will! I will do it all... Please... Oh fuck... Ah! Heav... Pie... Pietro! Fuck!" I groped my tits and squeezed desperately hard, trying to hold back my orgasm. It was like trying to tie a wild wolf
CAILY GALILEO On my knees. Hands locked behind my back. A strong hand in hair. Cock in mouth. I was exactly where I needed to be. In front of a man, my man with his hard cock in my mouth while he relished the meal I had made for him. "Hmmm" I moaned around his cock head before letting his cock out of my mouth and running my tongue all over the head of his cock.The grunt of pleasure that left his throat was straight to my pussy. Wet, horny and very much in need of Pietro's cock filling me up again.My nipples were hard against the fabric of my blouse and my entire body ached for him as I tried to direct all my need to licking his cock. The taste of Pietro's cock was addictive to me and I had fucking missed it too over the past few days. I moved my mouth back to the head and slowly took his thick, hard cock into my mouth, taking him in ever slowly and feeling every inch that I could let in to my mouth. "Fuck..." He growled as I took him in further than I had been doing earlier.
PIETRO GIACOMETTI "DINNER!" Caily had a big smile on her face as she showed me to the private dinning room. The table was filled with several dishes and the aroma of the dishes hit me but I was immediately calculating how long it would have taken her to get this ready. "Heavens" I gasped, walking further in. "Peaches. How long did you spend cooking?" I faced her."Not that long and it's nothing at all. As long as you eat loads of it, I am going to feel fulfilled enough." She had a huge, proud smile on her face."Oh baby, trust me to stuff myself full..." I raised her chin, lowered my head and kissed her on the lips before yanking her off the floor, pulling a chair and settling myself into the chair as I settled her onto my laps. "I need to feel you more. It's been four days." I said to her and she pulled her body closer to mine, a soft giggle leaving her. A giggle that soothed me. "Shall we begin, then?" She asked softly."Absolutely but aren't we forgetting something? You said
CAILY GALILEO "I am alright. Perfectly so, especially now that you are back. God, I missed you so much, Pietro" I leaned my face into the warmth of his palm, my eyes meeting with his intense gaze that held both love and need for me. "I love you so fucking much too, Pietro" I whispered to him, not able to get my voice over a whisper anymore. My body was automatically melting against his body.The car door shut, an indication that the driver was now out of the car. I had not even thought about the presence of the driver when I threw myself on Pietro. "I have missed you terribly." He groaned and with his gentle and yet firm hold of my waist and my face, he pulled me closer to him slowly, his gaze flickering between my eyes and lips and the moment, our lips touched, he ravaged mine. That snapping groan that left him and the moan of satisfaction and need that left me warped perfectly as his lips sucked on mine, kissing me hard as his hand on my waist moved to my ass and gave it a grope
PIETRO GIACOMETTI "Finally done trying to win me over?" Mandy questioned as I stepped towards the door, not saying a word to her. I didn't have so much time to waste. "Not done. I will be back when I am certain the reason I am here in the first place is fine." I gritted the words out and Mandy instantly shot up to her feet. "What is wrong with Caily?" "I have no fucking idea. She visited an hospital out of the blues and she's lying to me it's just a fucking casual medical checkup. She is not fucking telling me the exact reason why she visited an hospital and the little bastards I left around her can't seem to point out what is wrong with her either!" I let out, feeling the rage run through me more aggressively for a few seconds. Mandy stared at me for a few seconds with no response and I really didn't have that patience right now. I grabbed the door knob but her voice stopped me. "You don't have to come back. You already finished what you were here for." I glanced back at h
PIETRO GIACOMETTI The situation with Mandy had gotten slightly better but my state was getting terrible. Just hearing Caily's voice alone wasn't enough for me anymore. I had never been a very patient man and it was taking me several calls with Caily to get my patience running. Everything was for her. Every wasted meal, every gift I had delivered by my men that was thrown out, every act of supposed kindness, every word spoken. Everything was for her. And by several calls, I meant a whole lot of calls was made to sustain me.And it was paying off. For instance, right now, I was seated across Mandy who was eating. Eating a meal I had prepared and she had not yelled at me to get out of her home all day. My phone rang and I pulled the phone out, expecting it to be Caily. She had promised to call me back in a few minutes. Imagine my disappointment when I realised it wasn't Caily but Niel. He had sent about three more messages over the span of two days, letting me know the President was