ELIANA“When my mother died, it broke my father and that result turned my brother into an even colder maniac.” Rina voiced and I felt an overwhelming pressure clog around my heart. “I was fifteen at the time and Luca was seventeen.” Her voice was heartbreakingly sad as she spoke as though the wounds of her past were just a recent memory.I could only listen while she spoke in a pained toned even though she tried to hide the sadness in her voice, her warm brown and green eyes that held flickers of gold within them, reflected the stale grief in her heart as she reminisced through her words. But I wanted to know more about Luca’s past—who he used to be.“Then a year later, my father gave me away on an arranged marriage to Carmine’s family. The ordeal was to strengthen our family’s force in order to retaliate against the family that had killed my mother.” She says, looking down at our interconnected hands. “Luca wasn’t pleased with the idea, he caused a huge fucking scene,” Rina smiled as
ELIANAWhen his fingers grazed my core, I jumped from the contact, making Rina turn her attention to back to me; her glaring gaze turns softer as she caught my gaze.“What’s wrong Ellie? Are you alright?” She asks, voicing her concern.My lips part to respond to her but Luca beats me to it, “She’s fine, Riri. Aren’t you, Ellie?” He says, drawing out my name. His dark voice sends a heated shiver over my skin, the sound intoxicating and sultry and deep.“Y-Yes… I’m fine, Rina.” I say breathily, flushing from the heated embarrassment that overwhelmed me. Luca’s hand sneaked through the wet material of my panties onto my wet pulsing core and I feel the low vibration of his chest against my back. He doesn’t give me any time to prepare when he starts to rub against my fold, slowly at first and grazing my clit every once in a few strokes against my honeypot and I shiver.Rina squints her eyes at Luca, giving him a pointed look, her eyebrow quirks upward but the worried expression still pain
LUCA“Aren’t we going to drop by to say goodbye?” Eliana voices as we walk past Carmen’s office door. Honestly, I’m not feeling enthusiastic about it, not one bit. “We’ve already said goodbye.” I tell her, pulling her along with me without bothering to stop.“I mean to Carina’s husband. I haven’t gotten the chance to see him yet.” “I know but there’s no need for that and you can see him some other time.” I say gruffly and in need to get us out of here. Ever since I teased her at the garden, ever since I felt how wet she’d become when I touched her skin, ever since she had let that whimpery moan slip out of her mouth, I’ve been feeling the hell of my teases like I was going to implode anytime soon if I don’t feel her inner warmth.She groans and I chuckle at her expressiveness. “Why are you even in such a hurry to leave?” She questions and I hear the sulk in her voice. She didn’t want to leave just yet. I sigh. I should have known she’d grow attached to Riri and she didn’t seem ver
LUCAEliana moans into my touch, wanting more, like a greedy little bird she is for me. But I don’t give her what she wants and she whimpers against my mouth, muttering my name in a low whiney tone and I chuckle. I don’t know what it’s done to me but I loved seeing her get like this; frustrated and in need. It turns me the fuck on. Is that weird? Because I fucking love it when she makes that sound. My hands finds her slender waist and I trail them over the curves of her body, feeling every delicate inch of it even though the layer of clothing on her skin. I let it wander down and underneath again, running against her thick thighs and I push her skirt up her waist. Breaking the kiss, I turn her around swiftly and bend her over on the hard mahogany wood of my desk.“Wha—” Her breathy words dies out and turns into a pained cry when the palm of my hand meets her ass cheek in a hard slap and her body jolts against the table.“Stay still.” I word and her body stops turning midway. “Eyes f
ELIANA“Rina, you’re here a little early.” I reach Rina across the hall and she pulls me into a tight but warm hug.“Oh my God, your outfit… it’s so cute, it looks perfect on you.” She compliments, eyeing me with a glow in her bright hazel. She takes a step back to get a better look, her arm crossing over the other as she stood in a poise. “I love it.”I smile up at her, looking over my simple sky-blue, off-shoulders line print jump-short outfit and white wedge sandal. My outfit had a belt as well that matched the material. “Really? It’s just a simple outfit though.”Carina scoffs, waving her hand at me as she rolled her eyes. “Of course honey, don’t you know? Simple is best.” She phrases and I let up a brighter smile, tittering. “Thank you.” I say softly, looking back at her. “So do you, you look amazing.” Carina is dressed a deep blue lace-up tank blouse and white high-waist baggy pants—that leaves just her toes peeking out—with a sash belt. Her outfit is paired with a deep brow
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LUCA “So, where’s my money, Morelle?” Fear, an old friend arrived, the presence he always created on the faces of men whenever they saw me or caught a glimpse of my image is always exhilarating. It was a feeling I thrived for. The ever present aura that married me now graced the face of the man before me, on his knees with two of my bodyguards guarding up behind him and blocking off the exit. He gulps frighteningly, struggling to take a breath, his eyes wandered everywhere else but at mine. “Time’s ticking housemaster.” “It’s… I… I don’t have it… yet, Mr Moretti.” My leg crosses over the other and I twirl the glass of scotch on ice that I held at hand, the golden brown liquor dances to the conduct of my fingers over the glass tip. “Well, I don’t like the sound of that Morelle.” He shivers. “Please, give me a little more time.” “Mmm, I don’t think you’re really in the position to make demands.” He gulps again, sweat beads over his forehead and leaks down his temple. Then he
ELIANA The eyes are keys to the soul… or so they say. His soul was an abyss. Dark. Cold. Hollow. A wormhole that sucked you in. His eyes were a beautiful abyss. I’ve never been drawn to a man and I’ve seen a handful of men but all of them, compared to him, were like pebbles amongst a gemstone. The devil wears Armani. He was that devil and my fate was sealed the moment I was dragged into this room and locked eyes with him. I didn’t know what was going on but fear launched at me and clipped me to the door, the sight of the devil’s gun against the house master’s temple reminded me of how easy it was to spend the life of another man in an instance but what was more frightening was the dark smile that grew on his face when I retracted from the sight. The devil launched towards me, his gait footsteps, quiet and gallant. His tall form exuded raw, animalistic, yet refined power. It was danger in blaring red lights. As a human, I’ve felt fear but this man was the personification of it. He t