Alessa de LucaI was already sitting next to Mattia and still felt dizzy from everything that had happened in the past few hours; I barely had time to assimilate all that was going on. Yesterday, he proposed, and for me, it was wonderful since I was so frustrated that I couldn't see him during my day off, and I already felt the need to return home.This morning, I was surprised with a simple yet so beautiful and heartfelt ceremony. It was all I needed to be happy and to remember as the perfect wedding.Now here I am, feeling fulfilled by him, tired, and craving another round of the hot, rough sex we just had in this car. I loved gasping with his penis deep in my throat and all his dominating ways.With Mattia, I’m discovering that sex can be gentle, even when it's rough, and so pleasurable that I prefer letting him dominate me.A smile grows on my lips as I feel the slight spasms still from our pleasure, Mattia’s large hand squeezes my thigh, and I see his forehead crease with curiosi
Mattia de LucaI wasn’t expecting Salim himself to come greet us at his private airstrip, especially not as the most powerful man in the Middle East. I thought he would send someone to pick us up here, but the look from that security guard irritated me. I felt like punching him when he looked at my girl. Wasn’t the huge ring on her finger enough to show that she’s my wife?I noticed that Alessa caught the man’s stares too. I touched her veil and helped her adjust it better, hiding her blonde hair. I looked at my daughter and saw that Erick also seemed uncomfortable and positioned Giulia behind him.I held Alessa’s hand and saw her pulling Ruslan in front of her with affection. As we approached the car, I held the door for her to get in, and I saw my daughter and Erick enter the other car.As powerful as he is, I still worry that something might happen to us. There are many people who believe they can make a lot of money from a kidnapping. Especially if they recognize me as a potential
Alessa de LucaWe entered the grand mansion of that family, and Najla was always smiling, showing Giulia and me everything along the way. She made it a point to introduce each family member through the portraits spread throughout the entrance of her mansion. I was quite surprised to find that the frightened look still on my face seemed to be something else, not actually fear.Ruslan was thrilled with all the luxuries in that small palace, as he called it. Giulia, on the other hand, still seemed uncomfortable with the security guards trailing us.I tried not to show our unease around one of the Sheikh's men—who knows what they might be thinking? Perhaps they found my blonde hair or my skin, as white as milk, interesting.I want to believe that I am just a novelty to them."Zawja, prepare a wedding, Mattia and his wife will celebrate their party with our family!" the Sheikh suddenly appeared and exclaimed with immense joy."Sir, no..." He cut me off with just a look."It's decided. I h
Mattia de LucaWe were already on our third pot of this tea; it's quite sweet but definitely alcoholic—I could feel how strong it was. Erick was also feeling the effects of the tea, he was excessively happy.We talked throughout the night, not just about work, but about family, his culture, and the future of his empire with his grandson.Just before dawn started to break, Hassan helped us get to our own room. I wished I could have my beloved wife in my arms, but due to his culture, I would only see her on the last day when all the guests were at the palace.I barely managed to speak with Alessa; I passed out and left her talking alone in her own room. At that moment, I was experiencing a terrible headache. I need to remember never to drink that damned tea again—I don’t know what was in it, but it certainly knocked me out.I managed to open my eyes despite a sharp pain behind them. My body and my head felt heavier than any time I’d been drunk before.“Non berrò mai più quel tè!!”“I’ll
Alessa de LucaAs soon as I collapsed into Carolina's lap, I let my tears flow. Luckily, Ruslan didn't wake up while I was breaking down in the arms of a woman I barely knew.“That man, he grabbed me and forced a kiss. I managed to kick him and run away,” I whispered.Carolina's expression shifted from compassion to fury in a matter of seconds. I barely noticed we weren't alone in my room. Over her shoulder, I saw Hassan, whose look was fierce enough to kill someone with his bare hands.I watched him rush out of my room, calling for people who must have been nearby because within seconds, several people were passing by my room door.“Carolina…”“Just call me Carol. The only person who calls me Carolina is Alex, and even then, I’ve never been able to get him to shorten it.”“Okay, Carol, I want to see Mattia and tell him what happened,” I said.“Okay, let's go see if he's awake,” she replied with a smile.“It’s impossible for him to still be asleep, not with all this commotion in the h
Mattia de Luca"Tell me, Alessa, what happened during the night?"As soon as I asked her what really happened, I saw her pale, her eyes searching for something, trying to dodge the question.I knew I had drunk too much, and at some point during the night, she must have entered the room and covered me up, since I had lain down on the bed haphazardly.Not to mention, the atmosphere around us was very tense throughout the day of the party. I had asked everyone what had happened. However, my daughter didn't know anything and had also noticed everyone's slightly strange behavior.Now, with Alessa in my arms, her eyes tired after the day-long celebration, I felt her body tremble, which made me worried about what she was trying to hide from me.I hadn't missed that the house's security guards had been keeping even further away from my family, especially from my wife and daughter. Erick also commented on this during the night. It was his remark that made me worried."Nothing you need to worry
Alessa de LucaI never imagined I would have such a party. For me, our small ceremony in front of the balloons was more than enough, but when I saw everything Carolina, Najla, and Raja had prepared, I was astonished. In just one night, they managed to throw a small party, and I'm sure they went out of their way as an apology for the harassment I endured.During the party, I spent most of my time away from Mattia, only with the women who showered me with many jewels and a lot of money—it's their way of wishing us prosperity. When I finally got to be with Mattia, it was late into the night, and I decided not to waste time telling him what happened.Simply because his election is less than a week away, and if he were to react and the press got wind of it, it could ruin his well-going electoral campaign. So, silence is the best policy.At the party with all the women, I had the chance to talk with Carolina and her daughter Las, and Zara. The two girls were beautiful and dancing in front o
Alessa de LucaThe excruciating pain barely lets me breathe. The man whose name I can't remember, only that he was punished by losing his right hand and having his lips burnt for kissing me.I feel hands grabbing me by the arms and throwing me onto the ground over some rubble. I turned my face in the direction where Carmen and the major were; I saw them kneeling with their hands on their heads, trying to say something I couldn’t understand."You bitch..." The man approaches and grabs my hair fiercely.He was wearing a kind of mask to cover his burnt lips, his face severely beaten, making it clear he had taken a serious beating. Yet, I could recognize those eyes that had coveted me in the car."How did you find me?" I ask, desperate.Even though it’s been almost two days since what happened to him, my question is how he got to where I was so quickly, and even worse, how he managed to find me amid a war. I held on to his hand, trying to ease the pressure he was applying to my scalp, whi
Hassan Al-MakkiFrank realizes I won’t say anything, so he approaches and serves himself coffee while I sit with my cup, starting to browse the news from the Middle East, my parents’ messages, and some sports updates.I notice several messages from an unknown number arriving, and an odd feeling takes over when I realize it’s from Carolina’s husband, asking me to take care of her.If the man knew that the most I did last night was care for her body, feeling her touch on mine, it was different. All I want right now is to go back to that room and inhale her scent again.I close my eyes, feeling the guilt trying to consume me. Just as I was about to drink my coffee, I notice it's already finished, so I stand and refill the cup.As soon as I sit down, the sweet perfume fills the kitchen. I see her eyes searching for someone, smile, and reassure her.However, hearing that she’s probably pregnant feels like it’s opening a gap between me and this beautiful woman, wearing a dress that accentua
Hassan Al-MakkiBeing the son of the Sheik brought me far more problems than joys. I had the misfortune of losing my beloved wife while we were still expecting our first child.There were men who believed we weren't worthy of being who we were, or of my father holding the position of ruler. I spent months in depression, and before things could get worse, I decided to run away from it all, leaving Raja, my sister, as the heir.I fled to America, using my military knowledge to get a job as a security guard. I managed to land a position with a pop singer, but like me, he suffered from depression and ended his pain by taking his own life in a bathtub with many sleeping pills.Even though I ran away from my responsibilities in Sudan as the future Sheik, I never stopped sending updates to my parents and kept my faith in Allah, always carrying my masbaha with me, even at times during work.For some reason, I was chosen by Mrs. Lira to help protect her during the rescue of her son, who was in
Bruno AlcântaraI run my arm along her thick, defined thigh, pull her towards me and sink my nose into that sweet-smelling pussy I love. I use my fingers to part her lips and find that reddened nerve full of arousal.I leave her exposed, her skin rosy, and smile as I bring my tongue closer. I start licking from bottom to top, lingering on her clitoris, circling, sucking, biting and squeezing. The nectar I hadn't felt for almost a year came onto my tongue, bewitching me as if it were a dose of the drug I'm addicted to.The muscles in his legs were trembling, I felt his body relax, and I looked up to see a beautiful smile on his lips. His hands were free of my hair and I felt a caress on my beard, which was longer than usual. I lay my face on her hand, receiving her touch there.Her body slides down mine, sitting on my lap, our gazes meet and I can see all the pain there, the accusations that still linger in her mind and certainly, mine too.“Forgive me, my Goddess.” I beg again.Still
Bruno Alcântara Last night, she swore she would never trust me again, that our marriage would become nothing more than a facade. For months, she didn’t say a single word to me unless it was strictly necessary, just enough to keep anyone from noticing something was wrong. Even while hating me, she never reported me to the council. I won’t deny I felt a little afraid during every visit we were forced to attend together. She would always talk privately with our mothers, Fritz, and Alex. It was as if she enjoyed hinting that she had something against me. My mother stopped talking to me entirely during that time. They all punished me, and I accepted it silently. The seatbelt sign chimes, pulling me out of my memories. I need to focus on what to do. This time, it wasn’t my fault, even though I knew I had promised never to drink in anger again. The landing jolts me back to reality. The damage was done; now, I can only hope my Goddess will at least let me talk to her. When my pl
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