Luciano.What the fuck am I doing?I shouldn’t be here, fuck I shouldn’t be wanting my wife. The right thing I'm supposed to do is hate her not want her until I’m rock hard as a fucking steel. I hate this side of me, I shouldn’t be dreaming about her.It’s ridiculous how distracted I am, and that’s completely unacceptable.I stared at the documents in front of me that I needed to get in order before midnight and groaned. Documents I couldn’t concentrate on even if my life depended on it.And that’s all because of my wife.I can’t go a second without thinking how my finger felt in her tight pussy, I can’t go a second without thinking how my cock will fill like sliding inside her cunt.I don’t know why I couldn’t resist her, out of the whole ladies in this fucking world, she’s the only one I couldn’t resist. As if my life isn’t fucked up enough?I let out a sigh and closed my eyes before picking one of the documents in front of me. I should do this.“Boss.” Kyle knocked on the door.“Co
Maria.I woke up this morning feeling a bit tired and a slight headache. It has been a while since I have felt this sick before, the last time was when I was eighteen and my father had to rush me to the hospital. I hope it isn’t that serious now, gosh I can’t imagine getting poked by needles again.The experience is scary and it’s something I do not want to do again.I took some headache pills and ventured downstairs with wobbly legs. I had to hold the staircase so I wouldn’t fall on my ass.“Good morning Mrs Rossi. Breakfast is served.” Elena said as soon as she saw me.I forced a smile out before taking my seat, the food was already placed on the table but it wasn’t as much as when Luciano was around.I stared at Elena with a questioning look and she was able to grab it.“Mr Rossi left early this morning without taking his breakfast if I may add.” She said the last part with a snort.I smiled weakly.The one thing Elena hated was when Luciano missed his breakfast.I stared at the fo
Luciano.Letting out another curse I took the bedsheet off her body and ground my teeth at the pitiful sight of Mariana curled like a baby on the bed.Her whole body was wet with sweat but was shivering like the air was fucking cold.“Mariana,” I called tapping her shoulder lightly but the only thing she did was moan lightly without opening her eyes.What the fuck is wrong with her?She wasn’t like this the other day so what went wrong?“Wake up, butterfly,” I said softly and tapped her shoulder again.When the hell did I start talking softly?“Hmm.” She moaned and tried moving to the other side but I grabbed her, I stared at her face.“Mariana,”“Hmm.”“Wake up,” I pulled her up and paused when she let out another sound.Shit! What should I do?I have no fucking idea what to do right now, I have never taken care of a sick person before.I watched her intensely as she struggled to open her eyes, she blinked when her gaze settled on my face.“Luc…..” she called softly. Her voice sounde
Maria.It feels like I’m moving and at the same time, I’m at the same place. I felt cold, so cold, I roamed around searching for the sheet to wrap myself in but a hand came out of nowhere to stop me.“You have to eat something butterfly.” Butterfly?Was Luciano back yet?“Luc…..”“Yes, butterfly.” He answered softly and I blinked again.This doesn’t sound like the Luciano I know, he doesn’t talk softly like he’s doing now.“Are you hungry?”I shook my head, I don’t feel like eating anything right now.“Well, you have to eat something, come here.” I frowned and wrapped my arms around his neck as he pulled me up from the bed.Where is he taking me?I heard the sound of the door opening and then his feet taking the stairs one after the other when everything went silent again.“What would you like to eat, Mariana?” He asked and I kept on shaking my head.“Don’t do that, you will have to eat something.” I groaned, enjoying his body heat and at the same time shivered.I feel too lazy to ope
Maria. I was feeling better than I was two days before, the headache was gone and I no longer felt feverish. Luciano has been in my room more times than I could count to check up on me, he didn’t sleep beside me like he did the first night but I know I held his hand every night until I slept off. I hate to admit that I love doing that, I love waking up beside him but guess we are back to our normal lives. He doesn’t have to take care of me anymore since I’m feeling better now—I wish I didn’t get better this quickly. At night I feel his hands all over my body, his soft lips pecking my forehead and then I’m left wondering what it would feel like kissing him. I went to sleep with the dream of him touching me more intimately, giving me more orgasm than I could ever fathom. I wanted that more than ever now, a release or anything to help me think straight, and the only person capable of giving it to me hates me. I let out a sigh as Elena hummed inside my walk-in closet. She's put
Maria. My chest heaved up and down as I digested his words. “Do you want that Mariana? Do you want me to use you anyhow I want?” he asked and I found myself nodding. “Use your words, butterfly.” “Yes,” I whispered. “Before you go about running your mouth, I should warn you.” His hand came up to my jaw, he grabbed it not hard to hurt. “I don’t make love, Mariana. I fuck.” He warned and I could feel my breathing picking up. “I’ll fuck you like I own you because I do, and that means using your body as my plaything. I’ll enjoy fucking you until you are on the verge of fainting and that won’t stop me, I’ll enjoy using degrading names on you because anyone who could beg to fuck them deserves that. So before you open your mouth to beg for my cock, you should know what to expect.” I shouldn’t be this turned on by his words but I do. I wanted exactly what he said. I never thought I would ever want someone to use my body the way he described but I find myself needing it, wantin
Maria. “Open up,” he commanded and I blinked. “Don't test me, butterfly, open your fucking mouth.” he snapped and I did just that, opening my mouth while I watch as he slowly pushed his hard-on inside, earning a groan from him and a little protest from me. He’s too big. I sucked in my jaw as he slowly slide in, my jaw was stretched as much as it was able as I tried to adjust to his size. It felt like I couldn’t breathe anymore. “Breathe through your nose, butterfly,” Luciano instructed and I did that. Breathing through my nose to help relax my body. I stayed like that with his cock in my mouth without doing anything, was I supposed to do anything? “Now you slowly suck the tip of my cock.” He growled, staring down at me with hooded eyes. I sucked from his base to the tip before sucking just the tip as he instructed. At one point I felt my teeth grazing through his hard-on. “Christ! Not your teeth, use just your lips.” He instructed. I did just that, staring at him as i
Maria. It didn’t work. Luciano stopped and started massaging my clit before going in again, this time he paused as his whole body went rigid. Hell! I hope he hasn’t found out. “Mariana,” he whispered in my ear. “Is there something you need to tell me?” I bit my lips and shook my head with my eyes squeezed tightly shut. “No.” Please just let this go and get on with this. “Look at me.” He ordered, his voice sounding cool. He doesn’t sound as mad as I’d thought he would be after finding out I hid this from him. Slowly I brought my head up and turned around to look at him. His eyes were on mine the second I did that. “Have you fucked anyone before?” He asked. I have been dreading this question, I fear he would pull back after finding out I was a virgin, the reason why I didn’t let him know. Luciano must have been with more experienced women so I’m sure he would want to fuck my virgin one. “Answer me, butterfly.” He spanked my ass. I groaned as I nodded my head. “Yes.” Bu
Epilogue.Three months later.Maria.“You have to wake up now, butterfly.” I moaned, pushing away from the voice but whoever it was wasn’t going to let me sleep like I’d wanted.“Butterfly.” He called again, and slowly I peeled my eyes open, staring directly at my husband.He smiled at me once our eyes locked.“Wakey, wakey.” I yawned, without bothering to get down from the bed.“Isn’t it too early to wake me up, Luc?” I asked with my throat a bit dry.Was he taking me out for another sightseeing after the one he took me days ago?As much as I hated when he woke up so early in the morning, it was worth it. Every single moment was magical and I would have regretted it if I didn’t force myself up.“No, it’s not. It’s almost three in the afternoon, butterfly. You should wake up so you’ll eat.” I couldn’t believe what he’d just said.Slowly I look from him to the alarm clock sitting on the bedside table. He was really telling the truth, the time was 2;45 pm which meant I had been sleeping
Maria.In one single powerful thrust, he shoved his thick cock inside me. My mouth opened but no sound came out. I’m stretched wide as I take every inch of his cock inside me, sinking my fingernails into his back and wrapping my shaky legs around his waist.He let out a groan as he leaned down, resting his head on mine and pulling at the side of my hair. He pecked my forehead and moved his head to my side, placing his mouth directly on my ear.“I fucking missed this butterfly. I missed being inside you.” He growled in my ear.He remained inside me without moving, “you feel like fucking heaven.” He pulled all the way out and then he moved his hips again, thrusting into me until he was in.“Fuck!” He cursed.My breasts bounced against his chest, my nipples rubbing his as I cried out in pleasure.He chuckled darkly, pulling back and then tugging on my hair harder.“Ask me to fuck you again, butterfly.” He commanded.I let out a cry and quickly the words came out of my mouth.“Please fuck
Maria.“Take off your panties.” Luciano didn’t do anything after that, instead, he watched me. He watched me take my panties off leaving me in nothing but his shirt I was putting on which would be on the floor in a matter of seconds soon.“Fuck! I didn’t know how much I loved seeing you in my shirt until today. You should wear it often.” He said and all I did was blush at his compliment.Before I knew what was happening he wrapped his hands around my waist and pushed me to the bed until I was lying on my back. He hovered over me with his eyes dark with lust as they stared into mine.“I can’t wait to taste you, butterfly.” He whispered as he placed soft kisses on my neck and shoulder.“Then what are you waiting for?” The words were out of my mouth before I realized what I had said. That was bold and I love it.“Jesus Christ woman, are you trying to Jill me?” He asked as he held the helm of the shirt, he pushed it up until it gathered around my neck.My breasts were exposed to his eyes
Luciano.Everything felt like a fucking dream, I feel like I’m vibrating with feelings after so many years of being dead inside and that’s all because of her.Mariana.What she did for me was absolutely amazing. The best thing anyone could have done for my dead soul. She brought back the light in my fucking life and I wasn’t kidding when I said she is different from her father.She’s the light in our dark world and I want that to remain the same.I’m currently lying in bed even though I’m perfectly okay to move around and go about my business but since she isn’t satisfied with the doctor's report that I’m fine, I was forced to stay in bed.I have no choice but to do that, she’s the fucking boss now and I would do anything for her.Just like she knew I was thinking about her, the door opened and my beautiful wife walked in. Since it was just the two of us at home—Emilia wouldn’t leave Kyle's side no matter what anyone said. So she followed him to his house to take better care of him.I
Maria.“Are you there, Mari?” I sniffed, fisting my hand in my lap.“I’m fine. Just Luc and Kyle got shot.” hearing her sharp intake of breath made me realize what I’ve just said.Shit!“Is he…. Are they alright?” She asked, her voice completely filled with worry.I shouldn’t have mentioned Kyle got shot.“Yes, they are….” They will be.I’m sure they will both be okay.“Okay, what about you? Are you alright?”“I’m perfectly fine, Lia.”“And…. Father?” She hesitated before asking.“He’s no longer here lia. I’m sorry.” I have to apologize for what I did.“It’s okay. I…. We will be at the hospital soon, see you later.” She hung up before I could even say more.I let out a breath and closed my eyes.“Is everything alright?” My eyes snapped open and they came in contact with Carlos’s.“No. Everything is fine.” He stared at me for a while before nodding once.“I have gotten everything under control; the police I mean.” He added when he must have seen the confused look on my face.“Thank you
Maria. “Butterfly.” I was only able to stop once Luciano called my name. I brought the gun down slowly as I turned to look at him. Shit! I have completely forgotten he got shot. “Luc!” I threw the gun away and ran straight to where he was lying on the floor. His blood hasn’t stopped coming out of the gunshot wound and right there I feel nothing after shooting my father—killing him. I had no choice, it was either him or every one of us. He has already got to Luc and Kyle, and I would be next if I didn’t do that. “Are you alright?” He asked and right at this moment I just wanted to smack his chest. He was the one in pain, the one looking all pale and ready to lose consciousness yet he was asking if I was alright. Carlos rushed over to check my father's body on the floor, I bet he’s alive after all those….. I can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe I just shot my own father. “Hey…. look at me, you are alright.” Luciano said weakly as he raised his hand. I let the first tea
Luciano. “She begged you to stop but you didn’t. Any man wouldn’t do that to the woman he claimed to love.” I spat out angrily. God. I was ready to put a bullet in his head if only he was pointing a gun at my wife, his fucking daughter. “You know me more than that, Mariana. I am not the man you think I am, I would never do such a thing to another woman not when I have you and your sister. I have done everything to protect the both of you, I have provided everything you’ve ever wanted.” “You certainly are not the man I think you are, father. Yes, you protected me and my sister, you provided everything we needed. Do you want to know why? Because you want me by your side at all times. You should be ashamed to call yourself a father; one wouldn’t do to his daughter or his wife what you’ve done to me and mother.” “I never wanted to do any of that Mariana, yes I don’t love your mother but I was ready to keep her. It’s all her fault, you got into it because she was being too fucking noi
Luciano.I couldn’t think as I stared at the man I hate so much pointing a gun at my wife’s head.“Nice of you to join the party, Rossi,” Pedro said, with a cheeky grin on his lips.“What do you want?” I asked, taking my eyes from his to Marianas who didn't look a bit bothered her father was pointing a gun at her.But I can tell she was scared but didn’t want to give him that satisfaction.“You know the very one thing I want, boy.” He answered.“And that is?”“The death of you and your brother. You both have been nothing but a pain in my ass for some many years. I want you gone, the same way I did with your parents.” He smiled after saying that.He’s edging me.My eyes flickered to Kyle who was still on the floor bleeding from his stomach which he’s trying hard to stop. His face looked pale and as he lay on the floor the image of my father lying dead on the ground with his pool of blood surrounding him popped up in my head.“You should stop this madness, Pedro!” Carlos snapped behind
Luciano.I stared at nothing as I kept wondering what had gone wrong, I have everything planned so how the fuck was Pedro able to get away without knowing what we have planned.“How did this happen?”“How did he escape?” Carlos' question pulls me back to consciousness.I looked at him, we were currently standing in the hallway of his office floor. The evidence has been given to him and right now he has every right to get Pedro in for questioning but what the fuck I do not know was how he was able to get a whiff of this.“I have no idea.”“Do you know where he must have gone?” He asked again, his tone a bit different from earlier so I know he isn’t talking about Pedro now.My mood seemed to dampen as he asked about him again.It has been three hours since Adriano left my house, three hours since I haven’t heard anything from him, and three fucking hours since Pedro went missing.“I don’t know. He wouldn’t answer his phone no matter how many times I called.” His words haven't stopped ri