Mattia de LucaThe oral sex she gave me in the bathroom was wonderful; it wasn't my intention for any of that to happen, but the cheeky girl, when she stepped away from the table, started to sway and even glanced back at me over her shoulder.As soon as she was out of sight, I headed to the bathroom and pulled out three hundred-dollar bills, handing them to the waiter to ensure no one would come in. I had the best experience I could imagine.Still, I needed to be cautious; seeing people outside the bathroom looking impatient annoyed me with their malicious comments. I muttered some curses and heard Alessa laughing at my attitude.Leaving the restaurant, I glanced around looking for paparazzi traces, and the desire to give my ragazza some pleasure came to mind. So, it would be in the car because I knew she must be feeling aroused by what happened in the bathroom."Take off your panties, mì ragazza!"She opened her eyes in alarm, her head turning in all directions worriedly; I believe s
Alessa SullivanI woke up earlier than my Italian and went to prepare something for us to have breakfast; I left him in bed, naked and beautiful. Mattia is like wine, the older he gets, the more flavorful he becomes, and with that statement, I can only tell myself how involved and passionate I am about the older man who is giving me wonderful orgasms. Our dinner was great, and the orgasm in the car, heavens, how can this man know exactly what to do and how to do it? Of course, his years of experience are an advantage for him to leave me on cloud nine.With a silly smile, I leave the room wearing a fluffy robe, and I head down to the kitchen while he continues sleeping. I know that when he wakes up, he'll just have his coffee and head out to the office. I prepare coffee for both of us while listening to a soft melody. I take advantage of the fact that he hadn't come downstairs yet and start quickly browsing through party clothing stores. After all, on Saturday, I have to accompany Matt
Mattia de LucaWhile I was in a meeting, I received a credit card notification and was surprised to find out that she spent so little on a dress. From what I remember, Giulia wouldn’t spend less than fifty thousand on a decent dress for a party.Mi Ragazza: Don’t hesitate to splurge on the dress and shoes; I want you to dazzle, my girl.I sent the message to make sure she understands that she can spend as much as she needs on the dress. I want those old politicians drooling over my woman, proving that even at my age, I am fortunate enough to have someone to keep me company.As soon as I finish another meeting that needed my attention, related to purchasing a bit more oil to supply my refineries, I receive a new notification and am pleased to know that she is indeed spending some money, which is just sitting idle in my bank account.I am excited as I return to my office and receive a message from her, telling me that she is on her way to meet me. I took the opportunity to call my secre
Alessa SullivanI spent the week with Mattia, as he was theoretically off work, though he spent most of his time in his office, working on that acquisition with Sudan. Now it's Saturday, and I'm anxious about the party I'll have to attend with him later, even though Giulia has encouraged me and keeps saying that everything will be fine.I still feel a bit insecure, especially because I know that when we arrive in the hall, everyone's eyes will be on me, not because of my beauty, but because they'll all notice the significant age difference between us.I had prepared our coffee while Mattia had been up since dawn, monitoring the European stock markets, attempting to partner with a major oil exporter.I'm not Italian, but over the past week, I’ve learned to cook various Italian dishes, and if I may say so myself, I’m doing quite well, especially since my Italian seems to be gaining some weight.As I finish pouring the juice into the pitcher to serve us, I look towards his office and wal
Alessa SullivanSeeing it from that angle, I accept the girls' advice and decide to wear the black one instead of the red. My makeup is very understated and natural; the makeup artist kept saying it was a sin to cover my face with makeup, which I took as a compliment.With my makeup and hair done, I thank the team that came to get me ready and find myself still glancing back and forth between the two dresses, still a bit undecided. The black isn't the stunning look that Mattia had requested.I'm still pondering over the dresses when the scent of my Italian fills the room, and I feel his bare chest against my back, comforting me as he runs his hands over my stomach."Are you undecided?" I nod and hold his hands on my stomach."I find the red dazzling, but the black has something that makes me feel more comfortable, I can't quite explain," he says, kissing my neck."Then I'll wear it tonight," I say, feeling a bit more confident.Mattia sits in the armchair and watches me put on my stoc
Mattia de LucaThe barrage of questions we received as we stepped out of the car made me anxious, although I had already accepted that Alessa was my wife, I still hadn't had the chance to make a decent proposal. But as soon as the opportunity arises, I will make the proposal she deserves and turn her into my Lady de Luca. My daughter had already approved of my relationship with my ragazza, so there's no reason not to propose to keep her by my side.As we entered, all eyes turned our way, as if there were a spotlight above us. I held Alessa's hand firmly and led her toward the leaders of my party.“I want to introduce you to some people,” I said with a smile.We walked through the hall, receiving some looks that made me uncomfortable, especially those filled with lust and desire for Alessa. Do I need to go caveman to make them realize she's my woman?Not far from the leaders of my committee, the Secretary-General of the UN was there, accompanied by his wife. I smiled at the opportunity
Alessa SullivanGiulia was right; this dinner was important for Mattia, even though he spent most of the time by my side, he managed to establish good alliances with other electoral committees. I spent the evening receiving numerous desirous and covetous looks, which bothered me a lot. However, managing Mattia with his possessive temperament left me feeling somewhat inflated with ego. I liked seeing him hover around me and mark his territory, yet there was this one idiot who made me feel like just any prostitute, not the woman that I am...But all the magic I felt throughout the evening evaporated when he went to talk to Antonio, the man who calls the shots at the Humanitarian Organization. I get into the car with him driving calmly. My patience was on edge, just waiting for him to say something—anything, even a single phrase. In the anger I was feeling, I would have exploded if he had uttered just one word.We were nearing the building and Mattia remained silent. I looked out the win
Alessa SullivanHis hands gently caress my back, and I look up at his masculine face, realizing how much I will miss this passionate Italian, who has transformed me into a woman.Your wife!I don't want to stay in the water too long; I want to lie next to you, soaking in your scent on my skin.“We need to change these sheets,” I say, amused by the mess we've made.We tidy everything up so we can lie down and enjoy my last few hours with you, and so we can argue a bit more comfortably too.“Now we're going to argue,” I hear him say, just as he opens his arms for me to lie in them.“I don't want to argue; I want to enjoy my last night...” He turns towards me.“It's not your last night; you're just going to a war, and I'll do everything to keep you safe,” he says.I turn towards him, swing my leg over his, and gently caress his face, knowing and understanding what he's trying to do, even though it's hard.“Mattia, I'm alone...”“Not anymore...” I interrupt him, needing to get it out.“Le
Bruno Alcântara Seeing my Goddess step off the plane, leaving me behind, was a clear sign I’d suffer the consequences of my mistakes. Not for sleeping with someone else, thinking it was her, but for promising I’d never drink to the point of doing something stupid again. As the plane took off, carrying me home without my wife, it brought back painful memories from a little over two years ago. I had been in New York for the launch of the “SMOKE” branch. My company was growing rapidly, and new branches needed to be opened in various locations. This week, it was San Diego’s turn. All the employees had already been hired, but I was irritated because, on the most important night for our company, my Goddess wasn’t by my side. She was out there, helping with tasks that my stepfather’s son should have been handling. I sighed deeply, rubbing my forehead to calm myself. I’d already tried calling Carolina a dozen times today alone, but all my calls went straight to voicemail. “Mr. Alcân
Carolina Alcântara I take off my clothes and step into the shower, hoping to cool my body down and maybe wait for the company of a bold Arab. In just two days, he reminded me how good it feels to have sex for pleasure. Not just for revenge. I need to figure out what he meant about who he is. Maybe it’s time to ask Joyce for a small favor, without sparking Carlinhos’s curiosity or making her spill the beans to Bruno. “Kayf takhunin amra’atan mithluk Sayidati.” "How could he betray a woman like you, madam?" I smile, pleased to know he’s joined me. I glance back to see if he’s planning to shower with me. “What did you say?” I ask, just to be sure. “That I can’t believe he had the audacity to betray you.” I look at his face and notice the sincerity in his eyes. “We need to be quick. Frank said he’s expecting guests later, and we still have your appointment,” I say, turning to him with concern. “Guests?” He nods while removing his clothes. “Yes, it seems Mrs. Lira and M
Carolina Alcântara “If it were dangerous, it wouldn’t be under Vanessa’s protection. What do I need to know about you, Hassan?” I ask because a warning goes off in my head. “I’m not dangerous, Sayidati, but I have my reasons for being here and not in Sudan with my family,” he says in a melancholic voice. He responds by placing his hand on my shoulder, while the other encourages me to move on top of his erection, which I can already feel. Unfortunately, my phone starts ringing, and I see my ex-husband’s name on the screen. “You’d better take it,” Hassan says, and I shake my head. “I won’t answer. This isn’t the first time he’s cheated on me, Hassan. Right now, I just need distance.” I say, frustrated. “I still don’t know what to do about any of this…” “I’m sure you’ll figure something out, I just want to ask that you keep me alive in the process.” I burst out laughing, but agree with him, and he lets out a relieved sigh. “Tell me what will keep this pregnancy going, and I’ll
Carolina AlcântaraI sit in the office, extremely reluctant. I didn’t expect Hassan to remind me about Bruno within the first twenty words after we had sex. It’s frustrating that this happened. I hold my large cup of black coffee as I try to organize my mind, which is now filled with pending matters, especially with the Swiss. I turn on my laptop and try to focus while I wait for my mother to pick up. As I hear the persistent ringing on the other side, I begin looking over the movements of the cash register from last week, especially the people who visited the Swiss, hoping to close a partnership. My inbox is full of messages from both Juliana and my brother, I sit in the office, extremely reluctant. I didn’t expect Hassan to remind me about Bruno within the first twenty words after we had sex. It’s frustrating that this happened. I hold my large cup of black coffee as I try to organize my mind, which is now filled with pending matters, especially with the Swiss. I turn on m
Carolina AlcântaraI look at his body, admiring it, and I like what I see. Hassan is really well-built, and the fear arises the moment I see him tearing open the condom package to put it on his erection. The smell of strawberries makes me crave a box of condensed milk.I run my tongue over my lips, wanting to put it in my mouth and test how far I can swallow. He smiles and shakes his head, and I’m sure he’s as impatient as I am at this moment.Hassan grabs my ankles and pushes them toward my butt, leaving me open and exposed to him. I smile as he approaches my knee and leaves a kiss there. I watch as he picks up one of the pillows, not understanding what he’s going to do.“Just to make you comfortable, now raise that sexy ass.” I do what he asks.Hassan begins to settle between my legs, but he doesn’t enter me. Instead, he lies down on top of my body and kisses me gently. I feel his respect as he touches me.He lifts my chin again and smiles at me.“You know, after tonight, our relatio
Carolina Alcântara Hassan presses his pelvis against my leg, and I can feel that he’s a very large man, which causes a sigh of surrender to escape me. I desire to feel this man inside me. Another moan slips out as I feel his beard graze my neck, trailing down to my chest. “Make me forget what haunts me…” I say, almost in tears. I open my eyes when Hassan stops kissing me, and those two onyx eyes of his, beginning to study me. “Don’t fire me tomorrow, okay?” I nod in agreement. Hassan pulls me closer to his body, wrapping one arm around my waist and using his other hand to support my thigh. We leave the kitchen and head upstairs to my room, amidst kisses and quiet moans. The sweet scent of my perfume fills the air, and I realize we’re inside my room. Hassan lets my body slip down his, gently holding my chin with his index finger, making me look into his eyes. “I’ll leave you in bed and be right back. Take this time to think about whether you really want this.” He looks int
Carolina Alcântara The atmosphere in the car is tense; I know if I had talked to Bruno on the plane, we would have had a massive fight. Thankfully, he went straight to Rio to stay with our children. I need to calm myself before Laís and Matheus get here. My daughter is sharp and will sense that something is wrong. No matter how much I remind myself that Bruno was drugged, I can’t close my eyes without seeing the scene of him screwing that girl. Years ago, I bought a house in Miami so we’d always have a place to stay when Laís came to spend half the year studying with her friend Helena. I bought it, so I wouldn’t have to stay in a hotel. Now, I’m in my bedroom, restless, feeling hot and as if something is missing. I can’t sleep. I glance at the empty side of the bed, the same spot that used to belong to my ex-muscle head. Another lonely tear rolls down my cheek as I feel the weight of his absence. I turn onto my back and slide into the middle of the bed, hoping that maybe my m
Madame Switzerland The car stops at the hotel entrance, and I step out, glancing around. Holding my purse tightly, I head toward the room where Bruno was staying. Being who we are makes it much easier to get the information or anything else we need. Entering unannounced is one of those privileges. I notice a few eyes lingering on me, and suspicion starts to creep in. Picking up my pace, I step into the elevator with a growing sense that something isn’t right. I place my hand inside my purse, gripping the small gun hidden within. As the doors open, I spot our security guard, and his face turns pale the moment he sees me. “What’s wrong, man? Did you think I’d abandoned my husband?” I ask, laughing. Hassan steps in front of me as I narrow my eyes at the guard, who swallows hard. He’s clearly realized that I’m not in the best mood. “Ma’am, I don’t think the boss is in his room.” I narrow my eyes at Hassan, finding it odd. The Arab, assigned to our security detail, isn’t one to
Alessa de LucaI play with the hair on his chest, waiting for him to speak. I know he handled everything as best as possible since we wouldn't put our daughter in danger, and having our daughter alongside the most powerful family today."Salim came here today," he says."I know, I also received a visit from Carolina and Laís. They wanted to know about Hope," I raised my head.I look at him, letting him see that I really am okay with the idea he had while trying to cheer up my husband, which today is the possible solution to the sheikh's empire."For now, our children will have this commitment, but Salim and Hassan agree that if Hope falls in love with someone else like Mahjub, they are free to live their lives," I smile at him."I always knew they would never force our children into a loveless marriage!" I say happily."Salim assured me that Hope will be able to make her own choices," I rest my head on his chest and make circles on our girl."Carol is worried, especially about her own