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
I swallow hard, averting my eyes from his because I feel intimidated. I hate being speechless. Furthermore, I'm used to dealing with men who are nothing like Valentin."That's what I thought," he says with a cocky, humorless laugh.Valentin starts to walk away, and I hold him, on impulse, not wanting him to move away. He looks at the hand on his arm, not understanding. I approach and give her a little kiss in her mouth because I want to. What a shit!I want to repeat it all over again, I can't stand the tension I feel just getting close to him, smelling him!Valentin doesn't react, he just stares at me. I stand on tiptoe and kiss him again, staring into his eyes. I hope you react, that you understand that I want this."What's this, Nicole?""I want to.""What exactly do you want?""You." I'm a mess and I still don't want involvement, but we can come to an agreement" I say, biting my lip, really wanting him to eat me his way right now. "In a middle ground. I'm not a coward. It's just h
"Don't worry, Mom, I've got to go, I'm going to check on some things at work and then go to bed, I'll call you tomorrow..." I say, feeling a few tears run down my face."All right, child, good night, I love you," Mom says calmly."I love you too, Mom, tell Dad I said goodnight and that I love him," I say goodbye and end the call.I let a few tears fall and am distractedly looking at my cell phone when Oliver comes out of the bathroom."I took a shit in your honor, dwarf." He says laughing, coming closer to the bed and the rotten stench already stinking up everything."You're such an idiot Oliver, I'm going to hope that one of these days you'll shit yourself..." I say, wiping my tears on my face."Fuck, this time my shit was powerful, you're even crying because of the stench." He says, looking at me seriously."It's got nothing to do with the smell of your shit, let's get to work soon because I want to sleep, keep your mouth shut about
"Allison, I just want to talk." He wants to talk, let him find a male, I'm sure he loves talking to his males."Don't call me again!" I say and Oliver pulls out my pillow, puts it on his ass, and farts in it."SON OF A BITCH!" I scream, turning off my cell phone and throwing it on Oliver's bed.I get on top of him and the idiot starts laughing so hard he farts, all I can do is grab my pillow and sit on it as hard as I can."Disgusting! Rotten!" I throw the pillows at the unfortunate man, Oliver tries to defend himself while I hit him and my fucking cell phone starts ringing again, I stop hitting Oliver and pick up the phone on the other bed furiously."GO TO HELL! I'M TIRED OF THIS SHIT! CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" I scream at my limit."I'm sick, Lorenzo... your daughter sent me to hell." I hear my mother say."Mom, I'm sorry, I thought it was that idiot Stephan, he called me several times in a row to bother me and I got nervous,
"Of course, it's super normal for people to throw their keys down their privates..." I say wryly."Let's get into this shit and get down! I'm hungry and I don't want to hear your voice anymore." Oliver says arrogantly, stepping into the elevator."You're not in charge of my mouth! I'm only getting in this fucking elevator because I'm hungry too, and don't talk to me anymore, you thick bastard!" I say, shoving myself into the elevator."You keep your mouth shut (Dinosaur)! Or I'll tell everyone here the reason for your nickname." He says threateningly."I don't have a fucking nickname! And you're a spoiled little prick who can't even help himself! Did you know he was breast-fed until he was five?" I say debauched."Better to suckle until you're five than to be a thief! She stole the neighbor's cat." He accuses me."I was a child and the neighbors didn't take good care of the kitten! I just wanted to help the poor thing and it was my sister's
I'm standing there waiting and holding back my laughter, I should have taken a picture of Oliver's face just so I could laugh more and more.When the elevator reaches the first floor and the doors open, I'm confronted by Oliver, who looks pale. I bite my lip, wanting to laugh, but I don't even have time, because he pulls me into the elevator and grabs my bag, asking for the room key, he shouts for the elevator attendant to go straight up, and laughing, I take the key and hand it to Oliver."You're turning green," I say, making fun of his laughing face."Laugh it up pygmy, I want to see all this joy when I mess up the bathroom, you'll be in that room smelling my shit and I'll be the one laughing." He says squeezing himself and I stop laughing, the elevator attendant looks shocked and I just sit there waiting for the elevator to arrive.When the elevator arrives at our floor, Oliver runs down the corridor and opens the door in desperation. I walk quietly to
"You started this shit! I'm going to shit so rotten that you'll want to throw yourself out of the window." He says and I close my eyes, if he wants war, he'll get it.I take a plate, put 6 hard-boiled eggs on it, and get a glass of milk, we sit down and this asshole will see what it's like to take a stinky shit.Yes, this is what I've come to! I thought it was going to be a quiet trip and now I've entered a shitty contest."Congratulations Allison, every second your life goes further down the drain!" I think and bite into a piece of boiled egg.After stuffing ourselves with hard-boiled eggs and milk, we go to the front of the hotel to get a cab to the Fair, I have a feeling I'm going to get fucked over in this joke, but it's too late to turn back now, he's offended the smell of my shit and disrespected me, so he deserves a lesson.In the cab I sent a message to Mom, Dad, and Jennifer, letting them know that I've arrived and I'm fine, Oliver answered his cell
I walk out to the elevator and Oliver mumbles something, but I don't even hear him, the guy from the hotel comes to help me carry my suitcase, but I thank him and practically throw myself into the elevator when the doors open."Eighth, please," I ask the elevator driver, squeezing myself, damned mayonnaise.My stomach aches and the elevator seems to take forever to arrive, when it does, I throw myself out dragging my suitcase, and run to the bedroom door, open it in a hurry, drop my suitcase on the way, and run to the bathroom already pulling down my pants, sit on the restroom and thank myself for having had time.After about 10 minutes I feel like a different person, I've done what I had to do and what I didn't have to do and I swear to myself I'll never eat mayonnaise again.I flush the toilet and wash my hands, and as soon as I come out of the bathroom, I see Oliver coming into the room."We're going to have to share a room..." He doesn't even
"That's your fault, you said there were no thorns and look at that!" he says angrily."Of course, I'm to blame!" I say ironically, holding the thorn."I'm glad you know you're to blame, check that, I don't want a thorn stuck in my throat." He says, picking up his plate and shoving it almost in my face."Oliver, you're not a child, check it out for yourself," I say angrily."What does it cost you to look? I already looked and I didn't see it!" He says, still holding the plate in front of me."What the fuck!" I say angrily, picking up the damn plate.I place the thorn I was holding on the edge of the plate and pick up his fork, practically crushing the fish and only finding one more thorn."There you go, kid, now eat and don't bother me!" I say, handing him back his plate."Are you sure there aren't any more thorns in here?" he asks, poking at the fish."Just eat it and stop fussing! You've got a lot on your plate for a man your size!" I sa
"Hobbit is one of the 7 dwarves?" Mr. Anton asks laughing and Oliver must be about to pass himself off laughing so hard."No... it's... from the movie Lord of the Rings," Oliver says between laughs."Yeah..." Mr. Anton says and starts laughing."I may not be a giant, but I'm pretty! You're a mess, Oliver." I say angrily, sitting down on the bench."Easy, little one..." He says laughing and I'm grateful when I see that we've just arrived at the airport.The two of them stop clowning around and Mr. Anton pulls into the parking lot."Here... take her bag, son, we Grey men are gentlemen..." Mr. Anton says handing Oliver my suitcase, it's quite big, but it has wheels."I'm only taking it out of respect for Mr. Lorenzo because the little girl kept kicking my seat," Oliver says as if he's the big man."I'll take my suitcase." I'm already taking his suitcase, I feel like I need a man to carry my things."You're making jokes made the girl angry...
The guy from the hotel put my suitcase in the trunk, and as soon as I sat down in the car, I could smell Oliver's scent."Good evening." Mr. Anton says and Oliver impolitely just says "hi".My cell phone rings and when I see it to Mom, I think about asking Mr. Anton for a minute, but the car is already moving and I decide to take the call right there."Hi, Mom," I say calmly."ARE YOU RUNNING AWAY ALLISON? THAT'S IT!" My mother screams, I hold the phone away from my ear and I'm ashamed of myself because the two of them have certainly heard my mother's scream."I'm going away on business, didn't Dad tell you?" I ask, trying to smooth things over."ARE YOU HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH ANOTHER ALLISON? STEPHAN JUST LEFT HERE AND SAID THAT'S ALL IT CAN BE, WHO'S THE BASTARD?" Stephan, you bastard, you miserable son of a bitch."Mom, I'm not having an affair with anyone! I can't believe that you and Dad would think that of me, I've always treated Stephan with