ClaireI tried not to think much about the sex and how enjoyable it had been. Thinking about the enjoyment part, I realized how selfish I must have been to leave him to do all the work while I enjoyed.Luckily for me, it was nothing serious. He had just collapsed after too much exertion of energy and not because his heart had failed him. I cursed under my breath, my chest heaving with relief as the doctor left the room. What would I have done if it was something serious? My heart twisted with the thought of the unknown. One slip, and he could have died. I cringed and pushed the thought away trying to focus on the present. What had I even been thinking when riling him up the more, screaming "faster" and moaning like a slut? I took my hands to my head and shook it in embarrassment and disgust, my heart biting with hatred for myself.Though I would agree, the sex was pretty good, better than all I had ever had. His dick had transported me to heaven, and done something extraordinary;
Giancarlo Playmate? I was bewildered. Surely, something must be wrong somewhere. How could she—playmate? Like did she think my love for Claire was some child's play? I felt a fire ignite inside me, my jaw clenching hard and my teeth biting into my cheeks. Where the heck did Claire dig such a mother from? I raised myself from my lying position to let my anger sink into the depth of my stomach. My hands had trouble holding me up as they were vibrating with fury.Her words still came biting into my ear in repetition, sending charcoals of anger smothering my breath and making me ache to smash something on the wall.Was she for real? Come to invite me? I shook my head in disbelief. I must really have heard it all. She wasn't even forcing Claire to marry Theodore, she was rubbing it on my face.My nose flared pumping out more heated air than it took in."Mom, are you insane?" I could feel the heat from Claire's anger too. She probably wouldn't go ahead with the ridiculous engagement. “How
Claire."Liar!!" I blurted immediately, standing up to face Sophia with fire burning in my eyes and hot air swimming out of my nostrils.Fury ignited quickly inside me like a firecracker ready to blow up all over my face and I so much wished it could blow up at once and engulf everyone so that I could rest.My vision clouded with the injustice of the moment and my heart entwined with the spider web of rage that tangled my heart without breathing space, making me hunger for room and the opportunity to let the emotions crash out into the real world.Who gave her the right to stand before everyone and spew lies? I just couldn't understand how humans could be so evil! My hand swung dangerous by my side wishing they could collide with something and destroy them into shreds just like I wished I could claw my nails into Sophia's make-upped plastic beauty and reduce it into drips of flesh and blood.I took in air in sharp intervals, chest heaving with the cooking anger grating in my heart, a
Giancarlo.This can't be true! I kept reiterating in my head, shaking it heavily as the figures danced before my eyes. My ribs thomped with pains and my ears rang with Sophia's accusing voice. I couldn't believe it.Everything seemed so wrong, my eyes glued on the transaction history, reading the billions of dollars that had been moving out from the company's account into her account daily and my throat dried.Claire would never do that! I assured myself as I started unblinkedly at the figures, confusion and disbelief simmering like a pot of porridge in my heated brain and my teeth chattering uncomfortably.Lorenzo stood quietly by my side, not even moving his body. His silence was too foreboding that I suddenly wished he would say something, explain what was going on. Explain why the transaction history was telling me that the giant billions had been semt from the company and how I could prove Claire's innocence. Frustration sat like a heavyweight champion in my head, pushing my bra
Claire.No sooner had they left than I grabbed my phone from the bed, hands shaking and aching to go through my other accounts and eyes dilating swiftly.My head spun, I could feel my blood rise with every tap I gave my phone and sweat drop with every breath I inhaled.What if everything got worse? What if the other accounts held more stolen funds than I could ever imagine? I held my chest, willing my pounding heart to reduce its pounce.Why me? The hurting thought pressed my heart like a dumbbell, squeezing more fear and sadness into it and making my brain quake in helplessness.What about the wedding? The sharp thought pierced through.I pushed my mom's insensitive comment about a wedding tomorrow to the back of my mind. If I didn't wish to get married would she force me? I tried to give myself motivations but it faltered.I knew deeply that she could force me, especially using the tool grasped strong by Sophia. My throat dried up with the thought of being tagged a fraud and then im
Claire.Realizing the truth with horror, I shot up, breathing heavily like I had just completed a marathon race and my hair tossing forward to cover my face.I tossed it backwards angrily.Had he tampered with my account? My breathing grew rapid.Of course he would. Who else? He worked with the finance team so he could have pulled it up to spite me, punish me for something I never did."Claire, what's wrong?" Carlo spoke to me for the first time and I felt so irritated that I wanted to scream at him, transfer some of the bubbling aggressions in my chest to him and make sure he paid for ever doubting me.I shot him an angry glare, roasting him already with my eyes and cursing him with a thousand swear words inwardly.I shifted my attention from his betrayal back to Alex's consistent wickedness and rage bounced up and down in my chest. I needed to confront him I took in the black bikers short and black polo I was putting on in one glance, grabbed my phone and stormed out to go find Ale
Giancarlo My eyes watered greatly, tears clouding my vision and thought as Lorenzo briefed me on the situation at hand. My head tangled with guilt and sadness, ears ringing with Claire's sincere plea, making it heavy for me to think properly without giving in to the suicidal thought of cutting myself into pieces.My nose itched from desperate need to cry and sob loud and my tongue was already sour from too much hard swallowing of saliva. I took in deep breaths to steady myself and bring me back to reality.Lorenzo went on and I struggled to keep pace with him, my whirring head and clouded senses fighting dangerously to overpower his words.He said that he'd have to trace the bank account that transfered into Claire's bank account in order to prove her innocence. I nodded, understanding him after a long time of throwing his sentences back and forth in my mind and a long fight with my emotions that were all over the place.Lorenzo believed that she wasn't the real culprit and of cour
Giancarlo My body trembled and electric current thrashed through my body, leaving me an empty, hollow shell and making my brain feel as empty as a headless goat.Fear wafted into my bones, making it ache for the knowledge of the unknown and putting me in a corner.He knew everything? The question pushed through my chest like a sharp horn, wrecking it with uncontrollable pain and devastation and feeding it the bitter bread of sadness.I tossed the phone on the bed towards Lorenzo, eyes blinking hard to stop the embarrassing tears from showing up too much. He got the clue, took the phone, read the message and gasped, eyes raising and laced with shock and petrifaction.Yes, it was shocking, even for him. The last person we had wanted the news to get to, was Grandpa Ettore. All the actions and risk I had in mind to take was just so that he won't get to know about it, so that he won't add his own troubles to the heaps of troubles that already existed.I suddenly felt feverish, hands and f
Claire.My chest knotted and my heart pounded as I read the news headline, my head swarming and eyes blinking rapidly to be certain that I had not seen wrong and that my ears hadn't mistaken the female reporter's spick and span voice.What was she even saying? My blood level fell, goosebumps sprouting from my skin and my ears twitching with the unfortunate news that went straight to the pit of my stomach.I looked to Carlo for an explanation and he too was shocked, more shocked than I thought I was. His eyes were wide opened, bulging like a stubborn boil and hanging open like an open pot. Colour had drained from his face—his whole body, lashes remaining unblinking and eyes staring into space."Carlo," my worry drew back to him, forgetting for a moment the weight of the situation on me; the reason Theodore committed suicide and the best way I could stop myself from connecting the sad dots together. "Are you okay?" I asked him, concern weighing heavy in my heart and twisting it painfu
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