Mariana. The movie I was watching with Elena turned boring after she left, she was a great companion even though I didn’t speak much. It was from her that I was able to know that my husband left the mansion without bothering to tell me—he hadn’t done that before but I thought something must have changed between us after the time we spent together. ‘This is pure fucking Mariana.’ My mind reminded me of his words. His very harsh words. How does he expect me to think of this as just sex when he has been nothing but kind to me after our very rough sex? I’m having a hard time forgetting about the whole episode, I haven’t seen him in some days now but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t feel him between my thighs. Hell, it felt like I’m walking with his perfect big-sized dick inside me. I blushed at my own thoughts. I will keep on saying this, Luciano is a very bad influence on my pure soul. I turned off the TV and sent a quick message to Emilia and Daisy before dropping my phone and
Maria. Luciano already got a towel in his mouth and the scissors in his hand when I got back, I waited for him to just say anything for me to do. Gosh, I can’t really believe I’m doing this; I haven’t taken a bullet out of a wound before so I had no idea what to do with the ice packs. “Place them here.” I placed the ice packs on his biceps and I felt how his whole body relaxed from the action. His whole face showed how relieved he was by that act. “What….else?” I asked, helping him to pick up the towel. “You will have to look at the other side 'cause I’m about to take out this bastard, but you can be my guest by looking.” He teased me. I can’t believe he has the time to tease me even while he’s in so much pain. I placed the towel in his mouth and closed my eyes; I can do this. “Ready?” I asked, staring at the scissors that were moving slowly toward the wound. I gulped taking my eyes away from it immediately, nope I don’t think I can look at it. With my face to the
Maria. He let me do anything I’d wanted to do after I said that, the asshole really wanted me to say something. I know that’s why he’s doing this. Thinking about everything that happened tonight I couldn’t believe I spoke that much, this was the first time I had said something more than once or twice and I haven’t felt the achy pain in my throat ever since. Once I was done washing the items we used, I took Luciano's pants off but didn’t dare take his boxers too; I know we’ve had sex but I don’t think I would be able to see his huge ‘thing’ without reacting. I wiped his body with a wet towel and gave him a clean shirt since he didn’t let me call the doctor. I had to sneak a text to Daisy asking what drug I could give him to relieve the pain. He reluctantly took the medicine before walking back to his room. I returned to mine to take a bath and changed my clothes. I stared at myself in the mirror and all of a sudden the image of Luciano’s head resting on my stomach popped int
Luciano. A stinging pain in my arm woke me up. The first thing I realized was that I was sore but the pain wasn’t much like last night. The second thing is that I’m not alone on my bed, there was a warm soft body pressing against mine. And the third thing I realized was that my cock was as hard as a fucking steel as I lay between the legs of the person on my bed. Everything that happened last night came to me in pieces. Adriano. Getting shot. Taking the bullet out of my arm and Mariana helping me to stitch up the wound; her soft caresses and words as she did that. And finally my dick—I wasn’t going to blame my brain, for not wanting her to leave even when she offered to sleep on the couch. All I wanted to do last night was hold her beside me as I slept, I didn’t know what came over me but I just went with my instincts, and judging from the position we were in right now, I could tell we slept together. Her delicious scent wafted into my nose causing me to look at her, she was
Luciano. I know she would do it, I know she would beg for it because that’s what she is. A fucking needy slut who just can’t get enough of my cock. “Beg for it.” “Please.” She whimpered, trying to move his hips against my hand. “Please touch me. I… need you…. to touch me.” She whispered desperately. My lips curled up in a smirk, “You do.” I nipped at her neck and then licked the spot, groaning at the taste of her skin. “Needy little sluts always do, don’t they?” Her head bobbed up and down as I gathered the wetness at her entrance and brought it up to her clit, rubbing it and soothing it. “Hmm.” I stroke my cock as I watched her squirm, she keep on pushing her hips into me, and knowing what that meant I smiled. I raised her hip and thrust into her, going all the way in until her pussy swallowed my cock. “Fuck!” “Hmm.” we both moaned out simultaneously. I took a second to get over the bliss of being inside her before moving my hips. Fucking her the way she fucking w
Maria. I must have a death wish because here I am sneaking out of the mansion without getting caught again. I know Luciano told me not to leave his house again but I can’t help it, I need to leave, and besides I’m not that meek wife whom he could control. I left the house without taking a guard or even letting anyone know about my absence. There’s no need to tell them when my husband goes out and comes back anytime he pleases. I flagged down a taxi and quickly gave him my address, my phone was with me and apart from that I didn’t carry anything else. “We are here, ma'am.” The driver's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I paid him and stared at the building before me, I missed this place. I missed coming here in the morning with an expectant smile on my face and leaving after knowing the children were alright. I waved at the security guard at the gate who was excited to see me before walking into the building. I was here for just one thing and that’s where I’m currently headed.
Maria. Her words hit me hard. Hearing her ask me that made me realize how I'm not okay with everything. I feel so bad breaking in front of her. I wasn't okay and I don't think I will ever be. My whole life was turned upside down just within the blink of an eye. I got engaged, married and now I'm living with a man who hates my father and everything concerning him including me. He took everything from me and I promise to hate him but here I am falling for that same man whom I have sworn to hate. How could I let myself do that? How could I let myself fall for his charms when I knew he didn't see me the way I saw him even though this was an arranged marriage? The sudden realization dawned on me and just like that the emotions I had kept from everyone burst out. I let go as a sob wracked through me. Daisy’s face dropped in surprise, she quickly wrapped her arm around me and placed my head on her shoulder as I cried my eyes out. “It’s okay, Ana. Breathe.” She said in a stra
Maria. I got home and entered the house successfully without getting the attention of the guards which I found strange but took it as my luck and immediately I closed the door behind me Elena appeared from nowhere with a panicked look on her face. What’s going on? Was Luciano back? I don’t think so because his car wasn’t parked outside. “Where have you been Mrs Rossi? You left the house without telling anyone of your whereabouts. Do you know how worried I have been?” She went on and on and I instantly felt bad for not saying anything to her. If there’s anyone I would have said something to, it should be her. But at that moment all I wanted to do was leave the house, telling someone wasn’t in my head. And I am a bit glad I was home before Luciano, if he asked why I didn’t pick up his calls during the day I was going to think of one excuse to give to him. He wouldn’t know that I left the house. “I’m sorry Elena, I had to…..” I paused as I heard footsteps coming from the sta
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
Luciano.Adriano didn’t say anything after Kyle gave that suggestion but I know he’s thinking about it— if that look on his face still meant he’s thinking about it then he is.At times like this, I wonder if I do know my brother or if he’s just another stranger to me, I haven’t felt so shitty until he told me he was there that day. When I thought I was the only one who carried that burden on my shoulders, I had no idea my little brother was there.He saw the whole thing too and just like me he wasn’t able to do anything— I know how helpless that feeling must have been after he’d realized what that bastard was doing to our mother.He has been suffering silently for years, not saying anything to me or even our father before he was killed.He kept everything to himself instead of telling me; the one person he had around. He pushed me away again and again even when I tried checking up on him. He shouldn’t pull that not caring enough card on me, I tried my fucking best he just x doesn’t wa