Adriana Jensen~•~Saint didn’t agree with my suggestion.When I had said it, he had looked at me curiously. “A fake relationship?” He had repeated. I had thought that the fact that he was intrigued was good enough which was why I had boldly said, “Yes.”“I’m a businessman, sweetheart. What do I stand to gain from this?” He had asked and ended it at that. We didn’t talk about it anymore after that.It was our last night in Miami. We were going to be flying back to California tomorrow morning and we were having dinner together. Since it was just family, it was a casual dinner. It was just to celebrate our last night together.I wasn’t looking forward to it because Fab and Ben were going to be present but that was also the reason I was looking forward to it. “How do I look?” I asked Saint, spinning around.“Ready for battle.”I chuckled, looking at the mirror. I was ready for battle but I didn’t get dressed based on that. I was putting on a pink halter top and black leather flare pants
Saint Giordano~•~“What’s going on?” Lucia repeated, looking between Benjamin and his new girlfriend. She looked utterly confused and I was certain she was starting to question if she knew exactly who Ben’s girlfriend was.“Do you want to tell her?” Adriana asked him. “Or should I?”“Tell me what?”Ben glared at Adriana. “She’s my mom. You don’t have to tell her anything.”She responded by arching an eyebrow. I held back a smile. It was something she used to complain about being unable to do. There was no doubt she practiced it in front of the mirror several times to get it right.“Mom, this is my girlfriend, Fabiola.”Lucia stood up at once. I was never interested in drama that involved college kids but this was pretty interesting. “What? Then what about Adriana? I thought she was your girlfriend?”“I’m not.” She spoke instead of Ben. Ben continued to glare at her as though he was warning her not to say anything about his cheating. “I’m with Saint.”I blinked in shock and looked ove
Adriana Jensen~•~“I am driving, Adriana.” His words were said slowly as though he was talking to a child. “That’s not what I asked you, Saint. Do you want me to suck you off?” I repeated, massaging his bulge through his pants. From what I could feel, he was much bigger than his stupid nephew and I was eager to see if I could fit him in my mouth.Saint looked like he was struggling to answer. He wanted it but he knew that by saying yes, he’d be admitting to the fact that he wanted me. He had a big ego, but it was fine. I didn’t mind stroking it a bit.“Do whatever you want to do.”I sighed heavily. That was the problem with this man. He was always letting me do what I wanted, but he never gave in to what he wanted. He was always making me make all the moves according to how I liked and he never stopped me. He was indulging me. It was his fault I was spoilt.I leaned back in the passenger’s seat. “Alright then. I’m going to take a nap. Wake me up when we get there.” I heard him take
Adriana Jensen ~•~ I dropped to my knees in front of him, still staring at him and waiting for him to continue with his orders. He leaned forward and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. “It seems like this will get in the way.” “You can hold it up in a ponytail,” I suggested. He and I knew his hand on my head wouldn’t just be for getting my hair out of the way. It was more than that. Way more than that. I was giving up every semblance of control I had. I was allowing him to use my mouth however he liked. “Why are you so…” he trailed off, unable to find a word to describe me. “Submissive?” Saint laughed. “You’re far from submissive. You’re manipulative. You’re doing this because you know it will bring me back to you. You’re driving me fucking crazy, Adriana.” “That’s only because you’re trying to hold back. You don’t have to. Not with me.” “Not with you.” He echoed, dragging his finger across my bottom lip as he had done earlier in the evening, but this time, I o
Adriana Jensen~•~As Saint carried me to the bedroom, I dipped my head and placed a kiss on his neck. “Stop distracting me. I don’t want to drop you.” He scolded but I did it again. This time, I bit gently on the skin, not wanting it to break. In response, his palm came down on my ass.I gasped. “Saint!”He pushed the door to the bedroom open and entered, dropping me on the bed. We were both naked and I was more than ready to give my virginity to him when he suddenly paused. “I don’t have a condom. Do you have one?”“I’ve never had sex, Saint,” I emphasized.“Oh, yeah.” He looked through the drawers next to the bed. “What kind of hotel doesn’t have some?”“Can we tell them to bring some up?”Saint shot me a deadpan look and I pouted. “Does that mean you won’t fuck me today?”“Maybe it’s not meant to happen.” He joked. I didn’t know how he was able to joke in such a situation. I had just finished sucking him off and I was wet as fuck, waiting for him to take care of it.“I can take t
Adriana Jensen~•~“I’m back!” I yelled out as entered the house. It had been so long since I was in my father’s house. I had gone for my little trip straight from my apartment and I actually missed home. “Who missed me?”I frowned when I didn’t get any response. I pulled my luggage behind me as I went further into the house.“Hello?” I called out. The living room was empty. It was the weekend and even if my father and sister were workaholics, my little brother and our mom were supposed to be around except she took him out.I blew out a breath, quite disappointed that no one was home as I collapsed on the sofa. Immediately after my ass met the sofa, I felt someone behind me. “Boo!”From the obvious, it was obvious it was my little brother but that didn’t stop me from screaming as I jumped away from the sofa. He started laughing uncontrollably as though this was the funniest thing he had ever done. “Oh my God. Your face!” He continued to laugh while I stared at him blankly.“That’s no
Adriana Jensen~•~I looked at myself in the mirror and did a little twirl. It was my first day interning at my father’s company. I was dressed in a white shirt, a suit jacket, and matching shorts. Not knowing what to do with my hair, I put it up in a ponytail.I looked good. I looked ready for work. I didn’t know what exactly I was going to do at the office but I was ready for it.Looking at the time, I was certain my father was going to call out my name soon so I grabbed my bag and rushed down the stairs. “I’m ready!” I announced when I reached the living room.My father assessed my clothes. “You look good but don’t you think that’s a little… short?”“No, it’s not.” My mother opposed him, walking out from the kitchen. “Have breakfast before leaving.”My father opened his mouth to argue but one look from his wife shut him up. I giggled to myself. My father always let his wife have the final say on almost everything. That could never be Saint. He was too controlling and dominant to co
Adriana Jensen~•~Three of them whipped their heads toward me and I realized I had referred to him in an informal way. I was used to calling him by his first name and I didn’t see that changing any time soon.“You know him?” Julia asked, looking curious.“I’ve heard about him.” I lied.“I’ve only seen pictures.” She responded and leaned closer to say, “He’s very hot.”“We can hear you.” Anthony and Ethan chorused.Julia smiled sheepishly. “It wasn’t a secret anyway.”I smiled at the work relationship they had. It didn’t seem like a tense environment and even if I never wanted to intern in the first place, I was happy I was assigned to the assistant’s office. And if Saint would be frequenting the company, it meant I had the opportunity to see him. “So about Saint Rossi, why is he coming here?”“He’s an investor,” Julia informed me as she started typing on her computer. I listened attentively, not having anything to do just yet. “Two weeks ago, our company was at its lowest, his secret
Adriana Jensen~•~“Baby, if you don’t cheer up, people will think I did something bad to you.”I made a sound that was somewhere between a laugh and a sniffle. “I’m happy,” I assured him. “It’s just weird that all three of us will never be in the same class again. Everyone will get busy.”“You can do your masters together?” He offered.I made a face. “I don’t want to study anymore.”Saint laughed and pulled me closer to him so he could drop a kiss on my forehead. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”Just those few words had me feeling better and looking forward to our vacation. “Where are we going this time?”“Where do you want to go?”I chuckled. “You already have it planned out. Do you intend to change it if I say a different location?”He nodded.“Just tell me.”“How do you like Italy?” He asked as he played with my hair.A big grin immediately came on my face. “We’re going to Italy?” I squealed. On our last vacation, we went to Paris. Saint was taking me to all the
Adriana Jensen~•~The last six months of my life have been the best, mainly because of my relationship with Saint. We had our fights here and there because two stubborn people in a relationship were bound to be trouble, but we always got over it.Well, Saint forced me to talk whenever I gave him the silent treatment. He was the mature one. Sometimes, I wondered if he was tired of dating a younger girl. If he was, he never showed it.I was currently at a restaurant with my family and Saint’s family, including Ben, yes. Over time, I’d learned to tolerate him, but he did apologize a few months ago so we were good. I would never get along with him the way I got along with Luca but I didn’t try to scratch out his eyes whenever I saw him so there was that.Benjamin and Fabiola hadn’t lasted. Word got out that Fabiola cheated on Ben, but after that, we all found out that Ben was also cheating on Fabiola. Apparently, they were in love and were both devastated by the other’s cheating even if
Adriana Jensen~•~“What are you up to this time?”It was cold out but as always, fashion came first. I was wearing a dress and Saint took advantage of that, bunching it up so he could trace my slit through my panties.He chuckled. “How are you playing games when you’re this wet?”I shrugged. “Maybe, I just like the chase.”“You like the chase?” He asked to confirm and I nodded.Saint took a step back and his eyes ran up and down my body once. His eyes were dark, almost predatory. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, I ran.The door was still open and I heard them start to close before I heard his slow footsteps behind me. He wasn’t running. I had never been good at sports and he was taller than I was so it wasn’t surprising that he only had to walk to catch up with me.My dress was making it harder to run and I was tempted to just take it off, but it was going to make it easier for him. That wasn’t what I wanted.“You’re making this harder for yourself.” He
Adriana Jensen~•~My jaw dropped.Right from time, my mom had been cool about our relationship. She had been the first to approve all those months ago. Why was she asking such a question that implied that Saint was a creep?“Mom!” I hissed out, but she blatantly ignored me, staring at the man beside me, and awaiting his answer. I turned to Saint. “You don’t have to answer that.”Saint also ignored me. “I’m not certain what you mean by that, ma’am, but if you’re asking if I’m only attracted to younger girls, then the answer is no. I like Adriana because she is Adriana. If I only liked her for her age, then I’m afraid our relationship wouldn’t last, would it?”“So you mean you’ll be together for a long time?”“A very long time,” Saint affirmed with a tight smile. I knew the question was uncomfortable but he had handled the situation well. It was one of the reasons I liked Saint. He was always in control. “She’s smart, funny, beautiful, kind, and doesn’t give up.” My cheeks heated up at
Saint Giordano~•~“Are you nervous?” Adriana asked me.I arched an eyebrow and stared pointedly at the leg that had been shaking for the past few minutes. With a chuckle, I placed one hand on her leg while the other was on the steering wheel. “Baby, I think you’re the one who’s nervous.”She laughed dryly. “Me? Nervous? Why would I be nervous?”“You tell me.” I gave a one-shouldered shrug. “Why are you nervous?”“I’m not nervous. I’ve lived with them for years:”“If you say so, baby.” I let her believe whatever she wanted.We were having Thanksgiving dinner at her parents’ place. According to her, it would be the first time I was officially meeting them so everything had to go well. I told her not to worry but she was worried anyway.It didn’t matter that her sisters were also bringing their partners. She had main character energy so she thought all the attention would be on her. It was cute.I didn’t know why she was so worried. Her father already knew I was going to marry her, whic
Adriana Jensen~•~I sighed at the reminder of my meeting with Lisa. I had called her earlier this week saying that we could meet up. The relief in her voice was obvious. She had been waiting for more than a month after all. It was already time for us to meet, but I was going to make her wait a bit more. She had me waiting for her for years before I accepted the fact that I had a new mother.“She can wait for me. After all, I waited a long time for her.”Saint chuckled, squeezing my shoulder in a comforting manner. “True.”Before me, Saint went to work all the days of the week. He even tried to do it on some weekends since I moved in with him, but I was stubborn and bratty (according to him) so I didn’t let him. Our compromise was to let him work from home instead, but for shorter hours and with breaks in between.“Just let me know when you’re ready. I’ll drive you.”I looked at the time. It was thirty minutes past the time we planned to meet but she hadn’t called yet. I guess I cou
Adriana Jensen ~•~Living with Saint was more fun than I expected it to be. It gave me an inkling of what our married life was going to be like… except Luca living with us, of course.Fuck. I was so down bad. I wanted to be a wife so badly and it was starting to get in my head. I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended up proposing to him instead. We had been together for only three months yet I loved him this much.It was never like this with Ben. Maybe I didn’t love him at all.But then again, Ben never treated me the way Saint did. Ben didn’t go out of his way to make me comfortable. He didn’t make time out of his busy schedule to cook for me. He didn’t consider me before making a decision. He didn’t decline business because of me. He didn’t take me on a trip as an apology.Things were different with Saint and I knew it. I just hoped it wouldn’t end badly.“Apart from trying to constantly trick me into bed,” Saint started one afternoon when I was in his home office with him while he work
Adriana Jensen~•~The two men stopped what they were doing to look up, getting surprised when they saw that it was me.“Adriana.” Saint was the first to break the silence. “I didn’t know you were coming?” It came out more like a question.I smiled awkwardly. “Yeah, I’m just gonna go.” I took a step back. “I’ll let you guys talk. See you later.”I turned around, more than ready to bolt out of that place when my father’s voice stopped me. “Adriana.”I did one-eighty. “Yes?”“Come in.”I was reluctant to go in and it amused Saint. I knew that at some point, both of them were going to have to be in the same room, but I didn’t expect that it would be today. Besides, why the hell were they meeting without me? What did they have to talk about? Who initiated the visit?“Are you going to keep the door open?” Saint added.I glared at him, but took a step inside and closed the door behind me. “Hi, dad.”He gave me a once over, assessing my get-up. “Are you coming back from school?” I nodded. “A
Adriana Jensen~•~Sofia and Charlotte came to a halt and they both stared at me before they turned to look at the woman who was starting to get on my nerves.“Who is she?” Charlotte leaned in to whisper.I sighed. This woman was determined to get into every part of my life, wasn’t she? “You guys can go ahead. Give me a second.”Charlotte looked like she wanted to ask more questions, but Sofia dragged her away and gave me my space. I walked closer to Lisa. “What do you want this time?”“Can we talk?”“I doubt we have anything to talk about,” I informed her with a fake smile. “And if I spend more time with you now, I’ll be late for my class.”I turned to leave, but she held my wrist. “I’m sorry.” She breathed out. “I know very well that I’m at fault for leaving you and I was a bitch for approaching you like that the first time. I just thought you wouldn’t want to listen to my endless apologies.”“You’re right.” I snatched my hand away and turned around, feeling something other than ang