Danielle Arrived at the restaurant, I change into my uniform consisting of a black skirt, a white blouse and a small red apron and reach my colleagues who are already standing in a circle going through today’s reservations. Salvatore, a good-looking and tall guy in a waiter’s uniform with a faux hawk smiles mockingly at me while whispering, “You are late, Dani.” I just stick my tongue out at him and proceed to tie a high ponytail. Even if I have covered up the bump on my forehead with loads of make-up, I leave a few strands out of my ponytail to be sure it is fully disguised. “Dani. Do you know Valerio Dantiano?” I nod at Adriano, my boss and chief of service at the restaurant where I’m working. “We are childhood friends,” I answer, pulling at my apron nervously. He smiles and utters a “Nice” as he scribbles on his clipboard. “He is coming in at half past one. Has booked a table of five and asked if you would be working. Is that okay for you if I sit them in your corner?“ he a
Danielle “You know what, I don’t care. Just stay the fuck away from me,” I spit, putting up my poker face while I crumble to dust on the inside. I turn around, running into the restaurant to escape him but I hear him following closely. “Danielle!” he shouts after me without seemingly losing his cool. Who is he calling stubborn?! As we reach the empty hallway in front of the restrooms, I face him, pocking my finger into his chest. “You said I could say no! You told me I could reject you! Leave me alone!” “Yeah, but not like this! You are clearly terrorized by something and you are not telling me everything. I know it, I can see it in your eyes. I’m trying not to pressure you but you can’t get away from me like this. Jeez, you are shaking.” He grabs my wrists, pulling me flush against his muscular body, causing my brain to slowly give up its service. I open and close my mouth before I find the words to speak. “That is none of your business! I don’t need you, Superman, to save me
Danielle The bass vibrates through my body as I dance on the dance floor with Alessandra and Angelica. My nerves are getting soothed by all the booze that is streaming through me and I have stopped feeling the stingy pain radiating from my ribs and back a few shots ago. After the breathtaking orgasm he had procured me, I thought that he would have left as fast as possible. But even as the chatty girls went back out, we stayed in our secret hiding place for quite a bit longer. We totally lost the concept of time as we were making out, but afterwards, I was so high-spirited that I even got through Adriano’s reprimand easily. As I met with the girls at Angelica’s house to get ready for going out tonight, I nearly exploded with joy as I told them that I was having a thing going with my childhood crush and I didn’t get disappointed as they celebrated like I told them I had won a huge jackpot. Well, maybe it is the same. I also got off my chest that I’d like to have more with him but
Danielle “What?! No!” I laugh after I have collected my jaw that hit the floor. “Please don’t offer me more money.”He chuckles, squeezing my thigh, “But I will. I’ll go on increasing it until you’ll say yes.” I shake my head with a smile. “You are so crazy!” As he grins back at me, I take a deep breath, shaking my head. “Why me, Gio? I guess that there are a lot of ladies already queueing and who would take up on your offer right away.” “I know. But it is you I want!” He says with a shrug, making my heartbeat skyrocket. I’m still staring at him speechless as he leans in closer, “I want you badly. Take me home with you tonight.” He kisses me softly, making me close my eyes to savor his lips, his husky whisper rippling down along my body as he adds, “I want to fuck you in a real bed.” Gasping lowly, I open my eyes, scrunching up my face, “Sure, my mother would be thrilled to see you.” “Argh, please, Danielle. Don’t worry about her. She surely won’t say anything when I show up.”
Danielle After dressing in my pajamas quickly, I get under the warm covers, feeling absolutely distraught. I spend hours and hours turning in my bed before I finally take my phone to text him in the hopes that I can still save at least something. Dani: I’m sorry for what I said. You were right. I need to get out of here. And now my bed feels ridiculously empty without you. My heart beats into my throat while I wait for his answer. I hate that it takes him so long to text back, something that actually never happens. After a few painful minutes, the answer finally arrives and I take a deep breath before I lift my phone nervously to check the screen, shattering my heart completely. Gio: I’m not your boyfriend. We are just fucking. Don’t write me such idiotic things. Wow! Well, I guess that is something. *** I don’t even care about how puffy my eyes are as I collect my hair into a messy bun and drag myself to the kitchen. Lighting the flame, I collect all the pieces that
Giovanni I press pause on my controller, making Roberto groan, “Maaaaaaan! What the hell?!”“I need a cigarette,” I murmur, getting up. He shouts again as I’m practically out of the room. “Mid-fight?” I step out on my terrace, lighting a cigarette and puffing the smoke up into the air. I definitely didn’t recover from the blow Danielle struck me down with yesterday. Her words replay in my head over and over again. You are not my boyfriend! This has nothing to do with you! You don’t owe me! I scoff to myself as I take another pull, and murmur to myself, “The hell I don’t!” After getting into my bed last night, I couldn’t even catch a single minute of sleep. Because every time I closed my eyes, I would see her creamy skin covered in dark bruises.And yet I was so angry that I answered her text in the worst possible way. I fucked up. I’m so pathetic! Naturally, she didn’t write back and I got into a downward spiral of hate-rage. Roberto steps out behind me, holding two bee
Giovanni Gianluca has his arms already opened in my direction as he walks up to my table and takes his place before me. I can see Danielle still standing in her spot shell-shocked as her brother’s hiss gets her to move and scurry away. Balling my fist, I keep myself from pulling my gun. No one should dare to shoo around my woman. “I don’t remember having invited you to sit at my table, Gianluca,” I say coldly, while Giulio sits in the chair next to him. “Oh, come on, chill. We were passing by and thought of visiting his pearl. And look who we find here.”Thanks to my stupid, little game, Danielle is now forced to serve me my drink between the two of them. As she stands to take their order, Giulio lifts his hand to pinch her, making her yelp in pain. My brain puts out every reason, and I’m on him immediately. Pulling him up by the collar of his shirt, I growl into his face, “Touch her again, and I’ll fucking end you!” I push him back into his chair as he looks at me wide-eye
DanielleAfter coming home from university, I’m ready for my bed. I’m so exhausted, I feel like I could sleep for days. Maybe I should try to call up Angelica or Loredana to have a good night's sleep. My head is still turning because of the conclusion of the contract Giovanni made me go through yesterday. Thankfully, I could make him reject his obsession for a bed once again as I lured him into an empty lecture room with the excuse of having a quiet place to sign in private. Despite his groaning and protesting, he had me bent over one of the tables pretty fast as I started scooting closer and opening my blouse to show him the new red lingerie that I had bought for him. I clasped the wood of the table as if my life depended on it, and enjoyed his hard thrusts. He consumed his desire fully as he made me his, wiping every single piece of information from my brain as I became undone beneath him. “You have to stop spending your money on such sexy accessories if you want to keep walk