It's surreal to wake up with Nicole by my side. For a few seconds, I think I'm dreaming, but as I recall the night and the dawn, I'm soon certain it's real. I crack a smile and gently pull a strand of dark hair from her face. She sleeps serenely, making a little noise with her mouth, which forms an adorable beak.I let out a laugh and carefully get up from the bed so as not to wake her. I take a cold shower, brush my teeth, and comb my hair with my fingers just before returning to the room. She still sleeps peacefully, and I seize the opportunity to call the reception to arrange a nice breakfast because she must wake up starving.I didn't remember to feed her after having my way with her like a pervert who hasn't seen sex in years. That's how it felt; it was never enough. In the middle of the night, she had to ask for a break because she was too hot to continue. For me, I just needed a few more minutes to be ready again.I watch her sleep for a long time, wonder
"Condom," I murmur with a desperate moan at the thought of pulling out of her."Just this one more time." One more, one less. Fuck me. With her asking like this..."I hold her hands above her head with one and thrust, feeling her legs fit me perfectly, just as my cock sinks into her pussy in a way that almost makes me cum just by entering her. I make Nicole stare into my eyes as I thrust hard. She manages to free herself from my grip and scratches my back mercilessly. It burns like hell, but it's intoxicating."Do you like the idea of marking me as yours, you little minx?" I ask in her ear and kiss her cheek."You talk too much, Salvatore.""And you love it, Santoro." It gets all wet for me when I talk about how hot it is, about how tight this pussy feels.""Arrogant.""Hot...""Asshole," she moans when I thrust harder, on purpose."Hot."I rotate my hips and thrust once more, causing the woman beneath me to roll
"So what is it? Why this promotion now?" I ask angrily, walking away as she reaches out to touch me."I was going to promote you before, Nicole. I said that the position of secretary isn't enough for you. You're intelligent, competent, proactive, dynamic, and full of incredible ideas.""And what happened to my irresponsibility and lack of professionalism? Not long ago, you were throwing my list of flaws in my face. Suddenly, I'm fit for a promotion? That's not right, Valentin.""You're overreacting!"My boss explodes too, his nerves fraying with every word I say, but he can't blame me. It may even be true that I'm competent for a promotion, but Valentin's timing is terrible. He messes me up in every way, and suddenly I'm ready to move up in rank?"The last thing I want is to have privilege because of a mistake that meant nothing, Valentin.""It didn't mean anything," he repeats wryly, cracking a sarcastic smile at me. "Great, Nicole. Do what
As I imagined it would be, perhaps even worse, Amanda's first birthday party resembles a festival. There are even reporters at the entrance! I don't know why I'm still anxious about this. I can't get used to my best friend's life as an artist.Now that she has returned to the spotlight, I remember how she sometimes feels suffocated. It's so strange to have paparazzi glued to us when we're just going out for a simple dinner, for instance.I prefer my discreet life. I'm only skilled at snooping around the lives of celebrities online, but I rarely share anything about my own. For me, the only perk of Nat being famous is the parties she takes me to when she has to go for work. I always meet famous people, enjoy great food and drinks, but since Amanda arrived, there hasn't been one for us to enjoy together. I’ll need to reconsider my friendship with that traitor.Moreover, I wave to her after I enter the party venue, which is filled with stuffed unicorns, vibra
"Hi, girls. What are we doing?" she asks, looking stunning with her straight black hair tied in a long ponytail at the top of her head, and a blue dress that hugs her slender figure."Natasha is finishing the sweets at the party. I'm trying to say something," I reply, seizing the moment, knowing they won't have time to ask too many questions, to reveal the news I haven't shared until now. Since I know it won't come up again, I take the chance to put an end to everything and spill the secret at once. "I gave it to my boss!"Done.Natasha starts coughing, nearly choking on the second candy she snatched from the table, and Maya slaps her on the back. I stifle a laugh, knowing they would be surprised."How is that? Didn't they hate each other?" Maya stares at me in pure shock. It seems she doesn't know me well enough to realize I never miss a chance to go for a hot guy."Oh, Maya, you need to learn that the line between love and hate is very thin," Natasha replies after recovering from he
I'm going to go into a frenzy with stress, I'm feeling it. It sucks to be about to explode at any moment, and it's worse when I don't externalize it. So I have to assume that I've been acting like an even greater tyrant in the last few weeks. I assume that I'm demanding, that I have a difficult temperament when it comes to work and I'm usually inflexible, but I'm worse. It's all my secretary's fault!Lie, I can't blame her because I was the one who kissed her the first time. I wanted her from the first second I laid my eyes on her. Nicole is not to blame for giving in to the horniness and having sex with me.She warned, I can't blame her for not wanting to continue what we started. She said it was casual, she said it was only on the trip. I thought I was going to accept it better than I'm accepting, but not having it after having it is being fucked up too much. Too stressful.It's fucking frustrating to be around her, knowing what she tastes like, and not being able to touch her. Not
"Here." Take it."She gets rid of the object only to accept the medicine. As soon as he swallows it, he returns to the same position. I leave the glass on the bedside table and go to the blinds to make it darker. A little light still comes in, but it's better than before.I go back to her and take the heels off her feet, adjusting her right body on the bed, because her legs were out. Nicole doesn't say anything, nor does it seem to move her.I leave the room and lean against the door, returning to the living room. I took the opportunity to investigate the apartment, which is how I thought it would be. She managed to put her personality up here.After seeing the picture frames in the living room and the paintings on the wall, I go back to the pile of dirty clothes abandoned anyway in the entrance and collect it, looking for the laundry, hoping it has a washing machine. When I find her, I'm only in my underwear, which is the only part that doesn't have a splash of vomit.I throw the pan
It's been a few days since I felt embarrassingly sick in front of Valentin. My migraine one day still kills me. I pretended that day didn't exist, but it seems to have messed with something in Valentin because the genius of the demon he has is controlled. At least for now. I don't know if it's pity or if it was something that happened to make it lighter. Maybe he, I don't know.As I think about my boss's mood, an elegant woman stops in front of me."Good morning, dear. Can you tell Valentin I'm here, please?" she asks nicely, with a different accent."Good morning." Is there an appointment?""Oh no, tell him he'll get me, Beverly.""Look, he's having a busy day, I don't think he'll have time," I reply, opening a smile that comes out forced. Today, it's my mood that is not good. "But I'll try."I dial the number that goes straight to Valentin's office, and I hope he answers. When he answers me, his deep voice makes the hairs on my body stand on end. I hate the reactions I started to ha
We speak quickly with Enrico and stop when Oliver comes into the kitchen with our little one.“Where’s my little one? Today I'm being romantic..." Oliver says holding a huge bouquet of red roses.“How beautiful,” I say it with a smile, he gives me a gift every week and I always feel silly.“No more beautiful than you, my love.” He says it charmingly and I feel a fire.Oliver is getting more and more handsome, and when he charms me, he's irresistible.I kiss him as a thank you and I can't wait for us to be alone.Dad and my father-in-law arrive and call Mom, my mother-in-law, and the children, dinner is ready and it's priceless to see everyone together eating, talking, and laughing around the table.Nobody talked about the subject of the newspaper and dinner was delicious as always, we served desserts and when we finished we went to our Kart track.We stay there for a long time and I only run two races to
- Allison's POVWe leave the company and go to the market, I buy the potatoes and then we go home.I help Clara put the potatoes to cook and I go to pack the things I bought, I send a message to Jennifer and she comes to the house to help me make some desserts.There are me, Jennifer, Donatella, Rafaella, Lorena, and Clara in the kitchen, the boys are playing video games in the TV room and everything is calm.“Will Dad get involved if I wear a dress?” Rafaella asks as she cuts some chocolate shavings.“I don’t think so, use that new flowery one we bought and you haven’t used it yet, it doesn’t have any cleavage and it’s well-behaved,” I say while mashing some potatoes.“I still don’t know what I’m going to wear,” Lorena says thoughtfully.“Wear a dress, so my dad doesn’t freak out,” Rafaella says and she's right, if Oliver sees that they're both dressed the
- Allison's POVYes, we built our long-awaited Kart track and we play on it almost every week.The kids start making fun of Oliver and I just laugh, I beat him most of the time and he gets all pussy, I love it, after all, later in bed we caught fire.“The food is good Clarinha, I think I’ve gained a few kilos,” Filippo tells Clara right away that she's coming to bring some fruit for dessert.“True Clarinha, the rank was,” Lorenzo says wiping his mouth with the napkin.“I ate everything,” Donatella says smiling at Clara.Everyone praised the food that Clara made and it was delicious, she thanked us and we started helping ourselves to the fruit.“As soon as we finish here, you, Rafaella, and I will go to the office,” I speak to Oliver."No! I am not going! I have nothing to talk about, if we go there to talk about that little guy, forget it.” Oliver says seriously.&ldq
- Allison's POV“Honey, I already explained that they don't need clothes, they are already beautiful naturally and we agreed that only Doug would wear clothes...” I explain patiently.Doug is our dog, he is of the Golden breed and he is already a little man, he is almost years old, I gave him as a birthday present to Oliver, when I got home with Doug Oliver cried like a child, the two of them are like flesh and blood, when Oliver he's at home, Doug stays glued to him.“But Doug can’t wear little dresses.” She says going over to Doug who is sprawled out on his bed sunbathing.“But you can wear nice clothes, look how cute he is,” I say going close to Doug who is wearing a beautiful blue outfit.He never really liked clothes, but now that he's old he wears clothes every day.I've already thought about getting a female puppy so I can put it in a dress, but I'm afraid because of Doug, he's at an age where
- Allison's POVWe laugh, we talk nonsense and I feel on cloud nine, I feel complete, loved, and happy.Today I have everything I ever dreamed of having, I live in a sincere and true relationship, without secrets, frills, and lies, and I can even say that one of the best things that happened to me was catching Stephan with someone else in bed, yes, it was one of the best things.If it hadn't happened I wouldn't have separated, and I certainly wouldn't have gotten involved with Oliver, with Stephan, I lived inside a box, I believe that if I hadn't discovered the betrayal I could have even fallen in love with Oliver, but I would repress it. the feeling and continue living with Stephan, I would spend my whole life deceiving myself just to please everyone, I would live unhappily ignoring the truth as many people do out there.They say that evil comes to good and that God writes correctly through crooked lines because I blindly believe that.I had t
- Allison's POV“The other day we were at the mall and I wanted to buy a royal blue shirt, she didn't like the shirt and said it would look ugly and that I would look like an Italian mafia boss, then a young girl came into the store and she went to buy a shirt to her father, I think it was her father's birthday, anyway the girl bought a green flag shirt, so I just turned to Sarah and said "As I would like to have a wife who respected my tastes, that girl, for example, would certainly approve of me wearing a royal blue shirt, but I understand you, Sarah, after years of marriage you've changed and you're leaving your youthful air aside...", I said this with the biggest look of shame on my face, Sarah was completely covered in fear and said I could take the shirt, anyway, I'm not Sarah's boss, I'm in charge of that woman, just put on a little drama and a nice face and Sarah will do everything I want.” I hear Dad talking and Mom just watches.“I've
- Allison's POVThey already know how to kiss, they already know how to hug and it's delicious, only those who are mothers or take care of a baby at this stage know how delicious it is, there's nothing better in the world than seeing a baby smiling happily.Jack is driving and another car with our security guards follows us, I pay attention to my loves and talk to them the whole time, when we arrive at the company Jack stops the van in the parking lot and helps me get into the elevator.I placed my babies in the twin strollers, two in each stroller, and adjusted the two suitcases hanging in them.Jack went with me to the elevator and helped me up, he's a few years old and super respectful, from what I know he's married and has two children, one a year old and the other, but I never asked him much.The elevator goes up and as soon as it opens we go out with the strollers, the girls at reception come to see my babies and they are both silly with them, when
- Allison's POV“Damn, let me see if they woke up, you screamed so fucking loud,” Oliver says and I agree.He goes to look at the babies in the room and I look at the tablet and see that everything is ok, everyone is sleeping and no one woke up to my scream.I see Oliver looking at the cribs and I look at the window seeing the shameless cat peeking inside, I get closer to the window and take a closer look at the cat who is very well looked after, he is gray and has blue eyes, he has a beautiful collar and I see a pendant written "Lancelot", that is, the cat has an owner.“His name is Lancelot, he has a collar and everything, should we give him some milk?” I ask Oliver when he comes back to the room.“If he has an owner, we won’t worry…” Oliver says, stopping behind me.“I think he's just walking around, I'm going to close the curtain, I don't want an audience...” I say, closing the curta
- Allison's POV"I said nothing wrong! How horrible Oliver! I’m not clueless, I just want to try something different.” Let me explain, I would never say anything embarrassing to babies.“And you think this will work?” Oliver asks.“I don't know, but it doesn't hurt to try, I'll play some relaxing music to help them sleep, and let's see if it works, after all, we're always doing the same thing,” I speak and he agrees, for all these days we haven't tried anything different.“Okay, let's put everyone in their pajamas, Dad will make the bottles, and after everyone has fed, we'll relax and sleep to the sound of some music that Mom will choose,” Oliver says and we do so.We changed everyone's diaper and put a very comfortable onesie on everyone, then I breastfed and breastfed and Oliver gave the bottles, during the process I played classical music, apparently none of our babies liked the music and we tested the rhy