Niccolo’s POV My lips widened with a smile as Talia wrapped her arms around me from behind while I knotted my tie in front of the mirror.Three weeks had passed since we started dating and that period had been the best time of my life.She had now moved into my bedroom. A blissful feeling of warmth always filled my heart whenever I went onto my walk-in closet and saw her belongings.Looking back, I now realized that I had been quite immature to resist my feelings from Talia. If I had continued doing so, I would have missed out on how lovely being her boyfriend was.“Do you need something, my love?” I asked, as she rested her head on my back.“No. I just want to feel your warmth before I go to school,” Talia mumbled. “You know I wish I could just take a week off from anything school related.”Placing my hands over hers, I replied. “I'm sorry, baby. Let me guess, you have a long day of practicals again today.”Talia's response was a disgruntled hum which made me turn around, take her i
Talia’s POV “Baby, do you want to see a surprise?” Niccolo asked, as I blow-dried my hair in the bathroom.“Sure. What is it?” I asked, putting the equipment down as my hair was now dry.It had been a day since we landed in Bora Bora, and apart from the blowjob I gave him mid air, we were yet to do anything which made me excited and look forward to today because I was sure Niccolo had a great plan to stretch my pussy.We were currently staying on his private island, which was one of the most magnificent buildings I had ever seen.“If I tell you, it won't be a surprise anymore. Would it?” He smirked, as he led me out of the bathroom which made me furrow my brows in confusion.Regardless, I followed him out of our bedroom. Looking at myself, I realized that I was clad in nothing but a bathrobe.“Niccolo, I'm not even dressed,” I said, and he shrugged as he looked back at me.“We are not leaving the house, sunflower.”Although he had probably called me “sunflower” for a million times no
Niccolo’s POV “I have sent the approved documents to your email,” I told Zach over the phone, as I scrolled down my MacBook. “Send it to the team in charge and make sure they have the reports ready before next week.” Currently, I was in the study, as I didn't want to disturb Talia's beauty sleep. It was presently eight in the morning and noon in America. Although I came to Bora Bora to do nothing more but spend some intimate, quality time with Talia, somehow work had crept into my plan, but I wasn't going to let it ruin my plans. Just then, the door opened and Talia walked in, in her abysmal beauty donning a sheer pink robe, that made my blood boil with lust, as I stared at her plump bosom, particularly her alluring pink nipples. They were taut and seemed to be calling out to me to fondle them. “Just a minute,” I said, putting the call on hold as Talia walked up to me. “Good morning,” She muttered, planting herself right on my lap, her ass veering dangerously close to
Talia’s POV “I'm going to take a long, nice bath immediately we get home,” I said, reclining against the headrest as Niccolo swerved his Lamborghini urus onto the busy road of New York.After a week and two days of nothing but passionate bliss in Bora Bora, we were back to America.Half an hour later, Niccolo wheeled the car into the intimidating expanse of his luxurious driveway, alighted from the car then came over to my side to help me down.“Careful, baby,” He said, as I got down from the car. “I'm fine, love,” I replied, and in response, he pressed a kiss to the tip of my nose, before moving lower to capture my lips in a passionately ferocious kiss, that nearly knocked the air out of my lungs.“Could we by chance take that bath together?” Niccolo asked, planting his hands on either side of my hips.“Sure,” I replied, licking my lower lip as he smooched my face, like one would an adorable kitten.“Even though we spent nearly ten days together, I still can't get enough of you, Ta
Talia’s POV“Is that you, Miss Talia?” A voice came from behind me just as I was about to enter the elevator.Currently, I was in Niccolo's company to give him the most wonderful surprise of his life.Spinning around, I saw that the person was none other than Niccolo's secretary, Zach.“Hi,” I said. “It is me.”“I just wanted to make sure because you seemed familiar from behind,” He explained, to which I nodded. “I hope there's no problem.”“Not at all,” I smiled, clutching my purse. “I'll see you around, Mr Zach. I have to go meet Niccolo now.”Without waiting for his response, I stepped into the elevator and gave him a short wave as the doors slid shut, before I keyed in the thirteenth floor, where Niccolo's office was.Moments later as I walked out of the elevator and made my way to my boyfriend's office, chills of excitement tinged with arousal raced down my spine. Smiling to myself, I knocked on the door and waited for a response.“Come in,” Niccolo's deep timbre wafted into my
Niccolo’s POV “Do you want popcorn?” Talia asked, as I stared at the telenovela playing on the projector, trying to figure out what exactly was going on.Tilting my head sideways, I said. “No, baby. I'm fine.”We were currently in the TV room, as it was the weekend and we both had no engagements.I had initially wanted to book us a a date at a fancy restaurant but had decided against doing so, after Talia told me that she wanted us to spend the day watching TV together.She was truly lucky I loved her, because I still didn't understand whatever was going on in the Mexican telenovela that we had been watching for three hours now.“This series is so good,” Talia chattered with excitement. “I can't wait to see what happens to Lorenzo next. How dare he cheat on his wife with her sister for that matter?”“That's bad,” I said, taking her hand in mine. “You sound sexy whenever you curse.”“Really, you nympho?” Talia asked, although I didn't miss the slight shiver that enveloped her as I pre
Talia’s POV “My aunt is finally dating again,” Kimberly confided in me, as we walked out of the school's building. “It's a big deal. My other aunties and uncles are really glad she's found someone fifteen years after her husband died.”“That's great news,” I said, hoping I sounded as cheerful as I thought I did. But like the rapt observer she was, Kimberly didn't buy it and she halted us both in our path, then crossed her arms over her chest as she regarded me.“What happened, Talia?” She asked. “Are you okay?”The pure concern in her voice as she asked the second question made tears brim in my eyes, and before I knew it, I was silently weeping on the threshold of our school.For the past three days, I had been harbouring a great deal of torment and pain because Niccolo was still speaking to me in short, impatient messages.He was currently in Singapore on a business trip and hadn't even told me about it in person. Niccolo had asked Mary to relay the message to me yesterday.Wordles
Niccolo’s POV “Are you back in America now?” Damon asked from the other end of the line, as I hopped into the backseat of my GLE.“Yes,” I replied, as Zach shut the door.“Alright, I'm still in Italy,” He replied. “Honestly, I have no idea what I'm even doing here. I don't know her address or anything. Hell, I didn't even tell her that I was coming to Italy. I just want to see her in person, so we can both come to terms on whatever our relationship is.”“You are one sick person, Damon,” I huffed. “What if she doesn't want to see you?”“Then I will pack my bags and go back to the states,” My brother replied, and I could picture him shrugging nonchalantly as he spoke. “Enough about me. How's Talia doing?”A wave of guilt clawed at my heart like a vicious lion at his question, because I had no idea how she was doing.I was single handedly ruining the beautiful relationship with my stupid immaturity and stubbornness. Instead of giving her the cold shoulder, I could have simply asked her
Talia’s POV “Did you know about Niccolo and I all along?” I asked my mum, as she handed me a bowl of fruit salad.A day had passed since my dad punched Niccolo and stormed off to only where the heavens knew. He hadn't called any of us after yesterday, and his phone was switched off.Obviously, he didn't feel like speaking to anyone, and that made me feel somewhat bad and mad at him.I was turning twenty two this year for crying out loud yet here he was, still policing my life.Of course, I was grateful I had someone as involved and caring as him as my father, but sometimes, his overprotectiveness never failed to piss me off.She stiffened for a moment before sitting beside me on the bed, “Actually, I suspected there was something between you both but I just didn't think too much of it.”“Oh,” was all I could say as I took a forkful of watermelon. “I was also carrying so much guilt, you know. I couldn't bring myself to ask you a question like that because I felt it wasn't my place,”
Talia’s POV“Good morning, Miss Talia,” Coleman greeted, taking his seat on the chair beside me.“Good morning,” I replied, nervously fiddling with my fingers as I looked from my parents to Niccolo, who gave me a nod of reassurance.“How are you feeling now?” He asked, bringing a jotter out of his breast pocket.“I'm better, thank you,” I replied. “Have you gotten anything yet?”“No,” He replied. “Actually, I'm here to get your statement about the incident. So if you don't mind, could you please narrate how it happened?”Inhaling shakily, I nodded, “I doubt it can even count as a narration. All I can remember is that I was arguing with a course mate about something and in the next minute, I was coughing out blood and fighting for my life.”“If you don't mind me asking, why were you arguing with that coursemate? What relationship do you have with them?”Looking at my dad, I swallowed harshly as I inwardly contemplated whether or not to come clean about the whole thing with Erik.Up til
Talia’s POV A smile of satisfaction creased my lips as I walked through a field of dahlias, roses, and daisies–my favourite flowers.Looking around the beautiful scenery, I fluttered my eyes shut and inhaled lungfuls of the pleasant smell of flowers, a sweet sensation blooming within me.“Talia! What are you doing here?” A strangely familiar woman's voice, wafted into my ears as I took in the blissful scent of the flower field.Blinking my eyes open, I saw Mrs Thompson, Kimberly's mum, standing some feet away from me, a displeased countenance mauling her face.Only then did I realize something was amiss.In a blink, Mrs Thompson was standing right in front of me, her arms folded across her chest as she regarded me sternly.“Am I dead?” was the first question that escaped me as I stared at her.“Not yet,” She replied. “It's not yet your time and will never be for a while. That is why you need to go back immediately.”It was then I remembered what happened; how I had being alright in o
Niccolo’s POV Trekking out of my private jet, I switched on my phone, and was surprised as strings of messages started pouring in.I also had five voicemails from Alexander and seven from Mary, which made me feel that something was up.And whatever it was, I could only hope it was not a bad situation.“Welcome to San Francisco, sir,” My driver, Mike, greeted as he took my luggage.“Thank you, Mike,” I said, fishing for my airpods inside my pocket. Putting one of them in my ear, I nodded in appreciation as Mike opened the backseat for me.I listened to the first voicemail Mary sent and my heart dropped straight to the deepest pit of my stomach.“Talia was rushed to the hospital after vomiting blood and fainting in school. Please answer your calls, soon. Alexander and I are on our way to the airport.” Her voice came, frantic and shaky.“Oh, God,” I muttered, playing the rest of her voicemails which sounded identical to the first one.I didn't need to play Alexander's voicemails because
Talia’s POV“What are you watching, daddy?” I asked, sitting beside Niccolo on the couch as he flipped through various channels on the television.“My team has a football match this morning, and I'm hoping I can watch it before I leave for work,” He replied, as I stroked his muscular chest.Grabbing his jaw, I proceeded to leave kisses from his cheek down the crook of his nape, my other hand digging into his crotch to massage his flaccid cock through his boxers.“A quickie with me or a football match, which would you choose?” I asked, sliding my hand into his boxers, an erotic current coursing through my pussy as I touched his bare cock.“If I ever choose choose something else other than you, I give you the permission to slap me anytime,” Niccolo replied, turning off the television which made me giggle as I straddled him.It was quite early in the morning, and since the maids usually began their work at eight, Niccolo and I still had about twenty minutes before they would arrive.Wrap
Lexie’s POVAs I ran my hairbrush through my tresses, Patrick Schneider, my boss and the owner of the strip club, entered the room.“Hey there, Lexie. A VIP is here to see you,” He said, and my eyes widened into the size of saucers.The last time a VIP had seen me was last month, and the VIP happened to be Erik Brentwood, my long time crush and course mate.I fully believed that Erik also had feelings for me, given how he would always request for a night with me whenever he visited the strip club.Had that whore named Talia hadn't lied against him, I knew he would have confessed his feelings for me and we would probably be dating right now.“Okay, thank you,” I told Patrick who nodded before leaving the room.Standing up, I ran my hands down my body as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, utterly satisfied. My huge boobs were almost spilling out of the corset top I was wearing, and the mesh thongs accentuated my firm, perky ass in a perfect manner.My bold makeup was the icing on
Talia’s POV “You can do this, my love,” Niccolo said, caressing my back as I held onto him like my life depended on it. “And if you feel you can't, just remember that they are your parents and can't harm you, alright?”“They already harmed me emotionally though,” I couldn't help but respond. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. It's just that I have this built-up resentment towards them and it makes me furious.”Pulling away, Niccolo held my shoulders. “And that is exactly why you need to speak to them, okay?” “Okay,” I nodded.“Now go on, they are waiting for you,” He said, pressing a kiss to my forehead.“Wish me luck.” I said, fiddling with my fingers.“Good luck, my love.” Niccolo replied, to which I managed a smile before heading out of his study.My heart hammered against my ribs as I headed downstairs, inwardly wondering how I was even going to start the conversation.As I pushed the door leading to the balcony where dad and Mary were, I sighed heavily, before walking out
Niccolo’s POV Slipping my tongue into the wet heat of Talia's mouth, I caressed her hips as she molded her boobs to my chest.Lustful pleasure coursed through me like wild fire in a thick forest, sending sparks of sexual electricity into my brain as our tongues collided in her mouth.Pulling away, my cock strained through the fabric of my pants as I gazed at Talia's plump and red lips, which had a sensual hue to them under the dim light of the bedroom.“You are so beautiful, sunflower,” I said, before lifting her in my arms and standing up.“What are you doing?” She whispered, as I placed her on the bed.“Undressing, so I can make love to you,” I replied, to which she nodded, a lustful haze clouding her doe eyes.Her eyes caressed me with lustful, invisible hands as I took off my clothes. Thereafter, I situated myself in between her legs as her hands came to wrap around my neck.Intense lust burned in my brain and I could think of nothing else as I shifted Talia's panties to the side
Talia’s POV I sat up in my bed with a sigh before grabbing my phone from the nightstand.It was a message from our class leader, stating that all our classes had been cancelled today, meaning I wasn't going to come out of the room and would most definitely cry throughout.“Wonderful,” I muttered, placing the phone beside me and exhaling heavily.I was truly living life the way a person of my age should.Two days ago, I had considered telling Kimberly about it but decided against it because if I had told her, I would have cried and I didn't want to cry anywhere except for the safe abode of my bedroom.Ever since I learnt about Mary's real identity five days ago, I had buried myself into school work. I would even stay behind after class to volunteer as a laboratory assistant for practicals.As if I knew this situation would happen, I had bought a couple bags of animal crackers and stored them in my drawer.For the past twenty four hours, I hadn't come out of my room and to say I was bo