Mattia de LucaSeeing Alessa leave left me anxious and much tenser than I imagined I would be watching her depart. Giulia holds my hand as we watch the plane take off.We didn't stay there for long; the weather was starting to cool, and I didn't want to linger there any longer. I have to keep my wife safe. I need to get in touch with António.I'm sure Alessa will be furious, but I want to hear from her as soon as that Hercules lands. And if I'm right, she won't have battery to call me, since there's no way to plug in the phone in that military plane.“Let's go, I still need to schedule a lunch for today,” I say to Giulia.“Dad, she'll be angry!” she exclaims.“I hope so, mì piccola...”We leave the base; I drop my daughter off at my apartment—she had left her car there. I couldn't take too long. Fabrízia had managed to secure a meeting with the secretary at a restaurant.“This weekend, I'll be heading to George; I bought an apartment for myself,” I tell her as I park the car in front
Alessa SullivanI had a terrible night. Throughout the early hours, there were many bombings. Sirens in the distance informed us that more victims would be arriving, trying to find refuge from this senseless war.Long before dawn, we were already wearing gloves, stitching up victims who kept arriving at the Red Cross tent.I was exhausted, and it wasn’t even ten in the morning yet. I decided to take a break and call Giulia and then Mattia.“Good morning, my humanitarian friend, how are things?”I made a video call, chose a spot a bit further away, and sat down under a tree that was beginning to lose its brown leaves to the winter that must be quite harsh in this part of the planet.I looked into the distance and saw buildings ablaze, black smoke rising, and many sirens blaring in the background. I hugged my leg, resting my cheek on my knee, and stayed silent while Giulia looked for a spot to give me her full attention.“Is it really that bad?”Her question, even though redundant, is u
Mattia De LucaMy day dragged by so slowly; I spent it waiting for a call from Alessa, who seemed to have forgotten about me, especially on her first day at war.When I got home, I turned on the TV and was met with terrifying news. New bombings had occurred during the early hours, which was enough to make me anxious about what was happening with that ragazza who couldn't follow a simple order.I managed to rest a little, even though I was quite anxious about my wife being out of touch. I was so tired that I hardly noticed when I dozed off in the middle of the night.I was awakened by my cellphone ringing on the bed.“Good morning, piccola, what happened?” I asked, still noticing it was early.“I just spoke with Alessa.”I sat up in bed, startled.“I spent the night worried; there was a new attack, and she hasn’t called me yet,” I said, letting my concern speak louder.“We were video chatting; she turned the camera and I saw everything was destroyed, then she focused on a boy who was b
Mattia De LucaShe shifts the position of the phone screen, and there on a small stretcher was a little boy, covered in medical equipment. I look at his face, and indeed he reminds me a lot of Alessa—the light tone of his hair, the delicate nose, and even the shape of his lips.“Mi cara, he looks like you, it's as if I'm seeing a male version of you.” I say, startled by the resemblance.“I'm frightened by the resemblance and I don't want to get attached, if his parents show up here, I'll suffer!”“Let's go in parts, all right, we'll wait and see if anyone comes looking for him, if not, I'll bring him home for the duration of his volunteering!”A twinkle appears in his eyes, a huge smile that makes my chest beat frantically.“Alessa, I'm in love with you and I want to see you happy, if you want to adopt this bambino, I'll be by your side supporting you.”“I'm in love with you too Mattia and for some reason I feel it's the right thing to do with this little boy.”“Don't worry, I'll make
Alessa SullivanWatching and listening as my Italian masturbated left me burning with pleasure. I urgently needed a bath to cool down everything I was feeling at that moment.I approached my little survivor and kissed him lovingly on the forehead.“I'll come and see you soon, my little boy!” I'm happy to know that Mattia supported me.Even though I wasn't sure what I wanted, I trusted him with my insecurity, as a couple. Even though we haven't come out publicly yet, I'm sure he wouldn't let me worry about the safety of this child.I leave the tent where they were with the little one and go to where the showers are. I need to quench the heat I'm feeling between my legs, since I won't be able to relieve myself with my Italian, I won't be in this state all day.I step into a small shower cubicle and relax in the hot shower, my tense muscles begin to soften, I remove the foam from my body, smiling at the scent I smell, I made sure to bring Mattia's liquid soap.I would rather not forget t
Mattia de LucaUnfortunately, I got stuck at the office later than expected. I wanted to speak with Alessa at home and calmly tell her that I wouldn't be able to visit her this weekend. Especially now that she seems inclined to adopt a child. If she has opened up to this extent to ask for my help, it must be very important to her. Moreover, the resemblance between her and that little boy is striking, which took me by surprise.With her desire to be the mother of that boy, I need to start leveraging my influence to bring him home and provide him with top-notch medical care. However, I also have to consider the possibility that the child's parents might still be alive, somewhere receiving care.I continue to look for ways to reduce this electoral procession across the American states. When I open the electoral website and see my name at the top of the list as a likely elected congressman with the most votes, I feel immensely proud. If I do secure a seat in Congress, I will use all my in
Alessa SullivanAnother day had begun, and this time we didn't just have Ukrainian civilians in triage or on our surgery tables. By chance, a Russian military tank had been attacked by Ukrainian troops and, miraculously, the occupants hadn't died from their injuries.In the mid-afternoon, as we were nearly finished with the surgery on the Russian soldier who required a laparotomy and as we completed the sutures from the amputation of his arms, I was reminded again what war brings to men.While those who profit from the sacrifices of soldiers, who give their lives for others in power, the soldiers themselves lose their lives. In the best case, they survive like this soldier, but without arms and only one of his legs."Doctor, they asked me to tell you that the little boy is awake!" I turned towards the voice.My heart raced, anxious about what might have happened to the little boy. I looked at Carmen standing in front of me, who seemed just as happy as before, not to mention that I was
Alessa SullivanI looked at Ruslan's sad little face, as he understood Mattia's question. I just nodded and believed that my sad expression conveyed what had happened to his family."I think I can introduce you two during my day off, not to mention I miss you terribly," I said with a hint of whine in my voice."I miss you too, and just so you know, I’m starting to prepare everything for both of your arrivals."My smile widened further, realizing that through Mattia, I could fulfill my role in helping the Ukrainian people by providing a peaceful and war-free future for this little boy who now found himself alone."Have you managed to clear your busy schedule?" I asked as I sat down next to Ruslan, letting him see Mattia on the screen."Yes, I've managed, but I won’t tell you when I'll show up—it'll be a surprise!"The rascal laughed, and to irritate me further, Ruslan joined in, laughing along. It seemed that the little boy I wanted to adopt might just become an ally of my Italian."Pr
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