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 this tim
CAILY GALILEOStrong hands glided through the soft fabric of the shirt I was wearing and I trembled as I felt his fingers run around my back sensually and yet possessively. His lips moved over mine with a slight brush before he captured my lower lip into his mouth. He sucked my lower lip into his mouth and I moaned softly, grinding more into his hardon. His hand in my cloth moved upwards to my back and I trembled as I felt his hand m,oved forward to my tit.He bit down on my lower lip and gave it a small tug that made me wet. I moaned dirtily and he broke the lip kiss, kissing all over my face and moving to my ear.“Ohh, Pietro...” I moaned, feeling his tongue in my ear.My eyes rolled back, my hands swiftly moving into his still damp hair.“Call my name again.” A hand groped my tit firmly and I pushed my vody even more into his body.“Aah, Pietro.” I moaned his name again and he grabbed me by my hair with his free hand. I gasped as he yanked my hair back a little.“We can’t keep up
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 his hard
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 showing how m
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
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 showing how m
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 his hard
CAILY GALILEOStrong hands glided through the soft fabric of the shirt I was wearing and I trembled as I felt his fingers run around my back sensually and yet possessively. His lips moved over mine with a slight brush before he captured my lower lip into his mouth. He sucked my lower lip into his mouth and I moaned softly, grinding more into his hardon. His hand in my cloth moved upwards to my back and I trembled as I felt his hand m,oved forward to my tit.He bit down on my lower lip and gave it a small tug that made me wet. I moaned dirtily and he broke the lip kiss, kissing all over my face and moving to my ear.“Ohh, Pietro...” I moaned, feeling his tongue in my ear.My eyes rolled back, my hands swiftly moving into his still damp hair.“Call my name again.” A hand groped my tit firmly and I pushed my vody even more into his body.“Aah, Pietro.” I moaned his name again and he grabbed me by my hair with his free hand. I gasped as he yanked my hair back a little.“We can’t keep up
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 this tim
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
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 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