Giancarlo
“It's so nice to finally have you around, Mr Caruso.”Claire's mother's voice came out in a rather pleasant home, a wide smile plastered to her face. Like Claire, she had auborn hair and a very pretty face. Her face makes her look you get than her age.
“Please, call me Giancarlo.” I returned the friendliness, a bit uncomfortable with the formal name.
“Well then, Giancarlo.”
Like planned, we were having a family dinner in Claire's apartment. My grandad willingly agreed to it with no hassle, he had even volunteered to bring Enzo and I here.
My eyes darts towards Claire's sister, Elizabeth, like they had introduced her. She was the very quiet type with sleek brunette hair and green eyes, brighter than Claire's. I had a feeling this was not the first time I was seeing her.
“You have beautiful daughters, might I say.” My grandfather spoke, s
ClaireA lot of things have happened tonight, but Eliza speaking to Giancarlo in that tone was not one I expected. The whole table turned towards her, completely shocked by her outbursts.“Excuse me?” Giancarlo was just as shocked as everybody, too shocked to think of proper words to say.“You heard me, you are not going anywhere with my sister.”“Eliza…” I tried to talk to her, but my father beat me to it.“Elizabeth, what's wrong? Why would you say something like that to your sister's fiancé?”Yeah right, fiancé indeed…“Dad, it just doesn't make sense to me. Don't you smell anything fishy? Even Claire and his best friend here didn't know the trip was happening?”Her voice was calm and collected, a complete contrast to what mine would've been was I in her shoes.L“The trip is alr
“May I join you ladies.”Penelope and I darted our gaze towards the owner of the voice and a smile crept up my face.“Enzo! Fancy seeing you here. Of course you can join us.”“Hi.” He threw a light greeting towards Penelope, but she was too stuck staring at him to breathe a response. I almost laughed at her behaviour, but I didn't want to give her away.“Looking beautiful as always, Claire.”“Oh please, don't flatter me.”I blushed slightly, laughing gently to cover up the blush.“I don't flatter, I state facts. I'm sure your friend would agree with me.”He turned his gaze to Penny and she blurted out the first words that came to her mouth.“Oh yes, yes, horses can fly. I totally agree with you?”“Penny!” I called in an embarrassing tone, and she snapped out
I couldn't exactly tell how long it was. A few days? Weeks? All I knew was that it wasn't up to months since I started living with Giancarlo.Since the last fight with them, my parents haven't even tried to put effort into our relationship, which kind of just gave me a solid ground on the fact that I might not be their daughter.I resumed work as usual and though a few times Giancarlo tried to make me quit, but I was solid on my ground. Though we acted like a sweet couple in public or in front of his grandfather.“Ughh….. that bright colour again. Your tastes for weird colours make you look childish.”I turned at the sound of Giancarlo's voice, almost dropping the plate in my head. Rolling my eyes, I set my eyes back to the table. Lately, he's been getting on the tips of my nerves. If it wasn't my choice of colours, it was my choice of clothing, or the way I do things.“It's not my faul
GiancarloThe colour riot silk scarf she had around her neck with the bright green blazers she had on was the first thing that caught my attention.“Ohhh what a beautiful scarf you have on. I didn't see you this morning, would've given you my compliments.” I said, the side of my lips tugging up in a smile. She glared at me but rolled her eyes without giving me a response.“Now's not the time to be sarcastic.” Enzo chided, a little bit too serious.“What's all this about, Enzo? Is the world coming to an end?”“Close to it.”“What's wrong? What's going on? Is it something about me?” Claire asked. You could see the nerves swimming in her eyes.“You might want to sit down to hear it.”We all sat down on the sofa. Enzo and Claire in one while I sat on the one opposite of theirs.“I think your g
Claire's sister was the last person I expected to run into at a place like this. She's just someone you would see tucked away at family functions, not lurking in the shadows of a dive bar.I stared at her, her eyes quietly observant and her demeanor as composed as ever, contrasting starkly with the raucous energy around us. “That sentence should be coming from me.” “Why?” She asked in her ever so calm voice. She was a complete opposite of Claire. “You don't strike me as someone who drinks, and clearly not someone who comes to a bar.” “Too bad I didn't meet your righteous expectations.” “Hmm.” I hummed in response.That wasn't the case at all. At this point, I doubt anybody in this age doesn't take alcohol. She just didn't look like someone to be in a loud and razzy place. “What are you doing here?” She asked as the bartender poured me yet another shot. “The same reason as you are.” “Did you lose a court case because of an evidence you didn't review yourself?” I stared at her
ClaireThe music thumped through the room, the heavy beats of Cardio B’s wap, reverberating in my chest, loud enough to drown out my own thoughts. I spun on my toes, hands on my knees as Ilved my waist up down while staring at myself in the mirror. I was elated from the Idea of it all. No clothes, no worries—just me, my music, and the giddy pulse of excitement.The bass dropped, and I bent lower, hair wild around my face, body moving in a rhythm that everyone knew. I was lost in it, completely untethered, until I turned around and melt eyes crashed with gray orbsI froze.He stood there, his eyes partly open, his lips tugged into a smile. He seemed completely unbothered by the fact that he just walked in on me naked. His expression was nothing compared to what I expected.Oh. My. God. Is that how unappealing I look?“What the—Can't you fucking knock?” The hands of the clock began to move again, and suddenly, I was hyper aware of everything—my bare skin, the alarming fact that I was
Giancarlo “Sir, I was about to bring in some things to you.” Sydney's voice stopped me the moment I stepped out of my office to go have lunch.“What are they about?” I asked, stopping and turning around to face her.“We wanted to know what the theme for this year's gala would be?” “I thought we had a team for that?”“Yes, but they wanted to know if you would have any preferences. You know last year you—”“Tell them I say they can deal with it. I don't want to hear anything about the gala, all I want to do about it is attend it.” I said, cutting her short. I already have a lot to deal with, and an annual gala wouldn't be added to it.“Alright, sir.” “Is that all?” “Yes sir.” She nodded with a smile on her face before taking her seat as I turned around to leave.I walked into the cafeteria expecting nothing more than the usual hum of conversation and the comforting aroma of coffee and food. I was walking towards the counter when a voice stopped me. “Excuse me?” I turned to the dir
ClaireAs the words fell from my mouth, there was a bit of silence like the walls were taking in the weight of my words. I had never felt that much anger before and it was taking everything in me not to bite off Giancarlo's ears. He stands there and call me Jealous, insensitive after violating me with no iota of remorse. I couldn't take it anymore, we were keeping up with this because the world thought we were married. If I spilled the beans, then I could go back to my apartment and to my normal life. “You wouldn't dare!” He growled, the smirk on his face replaced by anger. “Watch me.” I said with spite as I walked towards the exit, but Enzo was quick to block me. “Hey, hey, hey…. Why don't we all calm down?”“Calm down? Can't you hear what he's saying? He kisses a girl and uses me to avoid public backlash and he's refusing to get down from his high horse!” “And so what if I used you to avoid a public backlash? You're forgetting that the world thinks we're engaged and whatever ba
Giancarlo.I could read the fear in her eyes as I spoke about doggy. I knew she enjoyed doggy or had enjoyed the doggy that day so I was going to give it to her no matter what. Her satisfaction was my priority and I was more than ready to give her that.Whether I collapsed after or not wouldn't be a problem. "I'll just rise again," I tried to assure myself as I looked at her fear-stricken eyes, that were growing watery."It's fine, Claire. I won't collapse, I promise". I winked reassuringly at her, trying to uplift her spirit."We'll do it on the bed and you won't have to stand.” The fear reduced in her eyes but didn't disappear completely as she spoke, voice trembling and low.She wriggled her fingers nervously, kneeling on the bed and giving me a pleading look. "You'll take it easy, won't you?" She looked like she was going to cry as she pouted at me, hands pulling into a pleading position."Come on," my heart softened the more as her pink lips pouted and her blue-green eyes grew
Claire.I returned almost immediately, my urge burning hotter and my heart dancing in a flame of fiery passion, pulling my nipples upright again.I wanted to suck his dick so bad that my mouth ached and my tongue lolled out, falling helplessly over my lower lip.His dripping cum was so sexy to look at that I fought with little chance of winning, to resist the urge to grab his dick and lick them all up.His standing figure and dangling pink penis was hungry to be grasped, watching me with puppy eyes and begging me to give in to the tempting thought.I gave up on trying to fight my cravings and caved in, pushing all rational thoughts from my mind and letting the moment engulf my senses like smoke.I lifted myself in one blow and grabbed the slightly weak penis and pushed it into my mouth, pushing it deeper to the back of my tongue and bending my neck a little backwards.I began to suck the remaining cum that was dripping from his dick, savoring the taste wonderfully and wishing he had c
Claire.I squirted uncontrollably, legs vibrating like a freezing hen and some of the liquid pouring on his face, bathing him like a shampoo and staining his red cheeks with its milky color.To my surprise he licked them all up, tongue dangling outside in a seductive way that turned me on the more. He went down again, hands widening my legs the more for easier access and tongue flicking the topmost part of my vagina hungrily.He licked all of the squirt, taking time to lick most of them from my clitoris and breathing oxygen to cool it down. My head went back in satisfaction as the pleasure increased more than the last, slowly taking over my thinking faculty and pulling me closer to the brink of slipping out of consciousness.But he stopped, hands still pulling my legs apart and head raised, smiling at me with his lips and his eyes, some squirt dangling on his chin. “I love you,” he said with emotions sitting comfortably in his eyss. The words sent more shivers into my body, filling m
Claire.I didn't even know where it had all began, whether it had been from the hospital or from the cab we just alighted from. My mind was swimming in ecstasy, hands searching for places in Carlo's body to explore, brain blank but echoing with the feeling of his hands under my thighs, hot and promising and not the least deterred by the short I was putting on.My eyes danced with a merger of love and lust blinded by it so much that nothing else made sense nor mattered. I couldn't even remember anything but his presence beside me, domineering and sexy, making me feel more loved than I had ever felt in my entire life. How we had escaped the hospital was a wonder to me. All I remembered were his touches that tingled my skin with pleasures and that kept multiplying tenfolds with his fast moving fingers. My mind was dazzled with just the fire in his eyes, burning so fiercely that it was enough to roast a cow.We were already crashing into our room, mouth plunged in each other's and hand
Claire.I drew my fingers hastily from Theodore's arms, wincing at the pain that seared it. How could he have been so savage? Anger bristled in my chest and my head banged musically from the struggle.Carlo was already by my side, tending to it and casting sharp furious looks at Theodore with each bruise he found on my fingers. I could feel the electic-charged raw anger that flowed through both of them and could hear their laboured breathing. The tensed environment grew worse as they both clenched their fists at the same time, glaring hard at each other and pouring a truckload of carbon dioxide on me.I nudged Carlo to pull him out of the rage but he only noticed me flippantly.The last thing I wanted was for Carlo's name to be stained together with Theodore's. It didn't matter that it would portray him as a weak man. As long as it wasn't something suiable by law, I was okay with it. I averted my eyes to Mrs. Grayson and she was still staring at the camera in a gape, her face scarle
Giancarlo.My head reeled with so many obscene thought but the most prevalent was the thought of murder. My mind danced with another good idea, an answer to the reeling in my head. The idea of squeezing all the devilish wickedness in her soul untill she vomited them out and repented from her wickedness."Of course we're most grateful to you for adding yourself to the witness list," she added and I was certain I would lunge forward and bite her head off, ground it perfectly into dust and spit it out on Theodore.My lips quivered, moving up and down as I breathed rage in and out and my skin burned fierily with her confidence in telling me to watch as my fiancee married someone else. My intestines entangled with my kidney as the mocking smile she and Theodore shared did not waver one bit, enlarging the more as they saw anger simmering in me.Claire stirred and everyone turned to her, each person having his own intentions towards her. She looked like sleeping beauty awakening from her s
Giancarlo.The crawling car finally arrived at the hospital after two business days and I couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. More because my worries were to be satisfied than because of their tortoise speed. I thanked them for the ride with gritted teeth and hurried away. I recognized grandpa Ettore's security as two were just stepping out."Where's she?" I asked breathlessly, eyes scanning everywhere as if I would find her hanging around."VIP room 2," one of them replied and I rushed in, almost pushing a pregnant lady down. Let her be fine please! I begged under my breath as I navigated my way through the hospital, panting heavily like a dog. After much running, I finally got to the room.Grandpa and Lorenzo were in already alluding to the fact that the police van had taken more than a week to get me to the hospital. "She's fine," Lorenzo said after taking one look at me. "She just fainted from shock. She's sleeping now," he tried calming me but I wouldn't have it. I wen
Giancarlo.My heart ripped into two and hands trembled epileptically as Claire disappeared from the rail. Oh God, let it not be that she had fallen. Let it be that my eyes were failing me. My mind went wild with the fear and my nose suddenly found the oxygen around too suffocating. My brain thumped hard as the world spun continuously, stopping to remind me that time couldn't freeze.I rushed in a jiffy to the rail to see if something had happened, if she was peehaps suspended on air or if there would be some miracle, any trick that would stop her from falling.I looked down, eyes wary in search and blood flooding my face as I checked every angle. My mouth grew bitter and my teeth chattered with the ice cube of fear and panic making my mind reel with anxiety as I kept searching.I could barely breathe without feeling a ragging in my heart, pulling all the strings of emotions together and tying them to my ribcage. My hands clasped hard on the rail, as I continued the search, looking u
Claire.Even as the thought filled my head, I rebuked it almost immediately, hating myself for even thinking of it. There were so many things I wanted to do and dying had suddenly paled out of the list. Dying would mean that I would never feel the fire in my body whenever Carlo's palms grated my skin and that I had renounced the shivers that always ran pleasurably down my spine with just a light caress from him.It would mean that I would never see Carlo again and never accept his massive dick into my pussy that always grew wet whenever there was little problem to worry about and that I would have to cut short my future and everything at the young age of 25 even before I had married the love of my life!!!Certainly even if I had gone haywire I wouldn't be stupid enough to do it. Life was too short to kill myself.I kept eyeing the guards for them to back out, fear shearing my heart and numbing my mind from all other emotions as the wind blew dangerously at my hair, sending wisp flyin