The days had gone by faster than Vincenzo had hoped but he was happy to be with Freya for every moment of them. She was every thing and more he had imagined finally doing the simple things as a couple their age. He was happy to have a woman that was there to ease the harder parts of his life. And after these several days she was the most definitely no girl he had always placed her as. No she was a woman with each curve of her body that demanded attention to each ludicrous swell and slope of her form. The days were filled with many adventures but the nights were full of passion. Her shyness of innocence was driving him crazy to want to bring out those naughty thoughts he knew she had. He would catch her just staring off with a faint blush as she bit her bottom lip hardening at just the idea of what the pretty little mind of hers was thinking. But as always she was silent on telling what was being imagined in her mind. One of these days he was going to get it out of her but for now
The little action had him drive harder into her as she bit her bottom lip, shooting his hand up to grasp her breast, pinching the pink nipple as her head fell back on a moan. Her hands grasped his thighs as she grounded into him, feeling her walls tighten around him, sleek with how wet she was. Damn it! He cursed inwardly. It was an erotic sight to feel himself burn with a need of release as her moans became more demanding, feeling her close. His hand from her hip glided up her spin as he leant forward, taking the teasing nipple into his mouth, swirling his wet tongue around. Her core tightened around him harder as he groaned. Thrusting deeper as she came down on top of him. Seeding himself fully to the hilt as she came. She screamed his name, fastening around his member. Milking his own release, he grasped the back of her neck, holding her down and rubbing against her clit, drawing out their orgasm as she pulse around him. Slowly, her muscles became relaxed, her head rolling forw
Vincenzo's car glided smoothly through the busy city streets, the rhythmic hum of the engine accompanying the soft music playing on the radio. The midday sun cast warm rays on his face as he drove towards Central Park, he was going to spend hours of his time with Freya there.When they finally reached the park, Vincenzo parked the car in a shaded spot, and they strolled hand in hand towards a secluded corner where a bench awaited them. The soft rustling of leaves and the distant laughter of children filled the air as they settled down, sitting close to each other. Vincenzo wrapped his arm around Freya's shoulders, and they shared an affectionate smile. As they talked, their voices carried with the gentle breeze, a sweet symphony of happiness. Freya leaned her head on Vincenzo's shoulder, and he caressed her hair tenderly. They seemed lost in their own world, oblivious to every thing around them.Unbeknownst to them, Kelly had also come to the park that day, to spend her time alone a
"I won't be home on time, babe, so don't miss me so much." Vincenzo said softly as he placed a kiss on Freya's forehead."Is every thing alright?" She asked, concerned."Yes, every thing is fine.""I don't trust you, Enzo. You said this to me the last time you stayed out late and then you called to break an ugly news to me. Tell me the same shit isn't happening today.""It's not. I promise.""Okay, then. Take care of yourself.""You too." He kissed her lips. "Don't miss me so much.""We both know I will. Well, I'll try not to though." She said with a shrug. "Now get going or you will be late for work." She urged him to leave.After what seemed like hours with Freya sitting her ass on the bed, in the same position, Freya was feeling bored and uncomfortable and wanted to go out, probably some where fancy.She called the landmark, expecting Myra to have picked the call but some one else did. "Send Myra to my room immediately." She ordered."Yes, ma'am."She drops her phone on the bed, wa
Freya selected a few things she needed. Seeing as Myra walked behind her made her feel uncomfortable so she asked her to pick a few clothes and shoes too. Myra being considerate and not a lover of money, took just a gown, a shirt and a skirt with a white canvas.Freya admired the clothes she picked, giving her a nod. "They look pretty on you.""Thanks." She blushed."Let's go buy some thing to eat, I'm starving." Freya said, holding her stomach."We can't hold this in our hands while eating, why don't you order for lunch while I take the stuff to the car." Myra suggested."No, Myra, they are too much for only you to carry. Let's take it to the car together." Myra agreed and they both took the items to the car.They headed for the eatery section, on the table was the menu which Freya quickly scrolled through. The foods in the menu were quite expensive, she needed to manage her money for the future and whenever things turned out to be tough on their part.She picked the less cheaper one
They were done eating, heading for the car outside. Freya's mind was still on the stranger that had called her, she knew he was some where around watching her. Myra noticed her countenance and decided to ask."Freya, are you sure you are alright?""Yeah. Yes, sure." She replied, but her eyes still scanned around."Did he tell you he is around?" She asked."He knows the two of us are here.""So what makes you think he is outside here? He might have been with us there when he called you. He's probably trying to threaten you.""Some thing doesn't feel right about that call. I don't feel comfortable with his voice.""Then let's get out of here immediately." They hopped in, Freya started the engine, zooming out.It was after a few seconds which had passed by, Freya noticed a black car behind them. At first, she didn't put it into consideration since there were more cars driving behind her. But then, at each turn she made, the car would follow. When she slowed down, the car slowed down.Som
When Vincenzo returned, he didn't hesitate to check on Freya. However, Freya sat quietly by the edge of the bed, thinking and rethinking over the incident. She couldn't get it off her mind so easily.After losing her brother, Olsen, now some one is coming after her? For what? What wrong has she done to deserve this?But when Vincenzo showed up, Freya lifted her gaze to meet his. "Hey." He said,"Hey." He rushed to hug her, his embrace felt like home. A home she wasn't ready to lose. "Every thing is gonna be alright." He assured her."But why would some one want me dead?" She asked, her voice low and dull. "What wrong have I done to deserve this haunt?"Vincenzo didn't say any thing, and she wasn't expecting him to. All she wanted is to remain in his arms for long, to erase her fears. "We'll get to the bottom of this together. I promise."Freya decided within her not to leave the mansion again no matter how bored she feels. Leaving the mansion feels unsafe and unsecured. Again, she do
Kelly was so angry at the fact that Freya was still alive and that her plans to kill her failed. With rage and anger she began to destroy every thing before her. She would scream and she pushed every object to the ground.Every attempt she has made to see that Freya is dead always turns in vain. Her plans to get Vincenzo back were always unsuccessful and this only got her annoyed the most. The worst part of it is that she was ready to do whatever it takes without turning back, without acknowledging the consequences of her actions as long as Freya dies and she finally has Vincenzo all to herself.She took a deep breath thinking of another plan to come up. A plan she believes would work out perfectly well this time. But then she knew that since the first attempt to kill Freya had taught Freya a lesson, Freya would decide to stay in doors until every thing was over.She sat on the couch, her brain mentally busy on what to do. There came a knock on the door, bringing her to reality. "Who