Few days later. ROSALINE"Russo El Massimo isn't the man you think he is. He is not your pride, he is the reason for your fall instead"I stared dumbly at the message for a while. Who had sent me this message? And what did the person mean by Russo not being the man I think he is. My brows were arched as I read the message over and over again. Russo is the reason behind my fall? But I had no fall. I had been living a good life and Russo had been taking care of all parts of the family business. Left to me alone, young and alone at the time of my family's death, I could have lost nearly everything to those conniving bastards who wanted my family's riches so much. Russo was the one who took charge easily, he was sort of my guardian and my protector. Russo was the family's pride and I was the family so definitely, he was my pride so how could he be the reason behind my fall?What was this message about?'Who are you? And what do you mean by this vague message?' I texted the unknown con
RUSSO EL MASSIMO "Mr. Massimo, shall I come back later for this meeting if you are currently not in the best state?" Mr. Arlo asked as I drew in a hot breath from the pleasure of my cock being sucked underneath the desk. I lowered my hands from on top the desk. "It's okay, it's just a short meeting. Continue." My hands reached Caramia's face and she let go of my cock with a pop sound that I hoped this dumb man sitting opposite me didn't hear. Her mouth wrapped around my two fingers and she sucked on it for a few seconds before I pulled my fingers out of her mouth and grabbed her by her hair. As unsuspectingly as possible, I had her hair bunched up in my hand and pulled her to my cock. Two could very well play the game she was playing. With a strong pull, my cock hit the back of her throat and I could feel it on my cock, the way she badly held back her gagging noises. I wasn't the only one who would have to be quiet. She would have to try hard to be quiet too. "Mr. Massimo, are
ROSALINE We fumbled with each other's clothes as we kissed into his room. Daddy rolled my skirt up to my waist and groped my ass which still had that burning feel from earlier. A feeling that kept me hot even though it had been over an hour since we had to stop fucking in his office to get ready to come back home. My hands immediately reached for daddy's belt, the same belt which had whipped me earlier today. I unbuckled it hastily and pulled it off, dropping it to the floor with a moan into daddy's mouth. A hand left my ass and wrapped around my neck as he tilted my neck to the side and began to leave kisses on my neck. "Oh god" I moaned, arching my back in pleasure of what he was doing to me. I had meant every word I said to him earlier with I came. I had not meant to say it out loud though but I really... I really didn't want to let go of this fucking good feeling that I was getting from fucking him and being with him. Hell! He was good and yet he was fucking sweet...If onl
The Next Day ROSALINERusso dropped me on the dinning chair gently and I kissed his cheek. "Thank you" I whispered. "Told you to stop saying thank you for every little thing, Caramia" he said with a small groan. "Well, I guess I shouldn't say thank you for this since you are the reason I can't walk properly right now" I tucked my hair behind my ears and he chuckled, settling on a chair beside me. "I would have stopped if you told me to, though... You didn't tell me to stop so I guess you also love not being to walk properly""Russo" I grumbled with a small smile before picking my cutleries up. "If it feels stressful to move your hands, I could feed you." He said and it was quite obvious that he was serious about it. "I can move my hands well enough" I grumbled to him. "Ah, you are so cute when you grumble like that." He groaned. My cheeks heated up slightly at being called cute but I stayed silent. I was about eating when Russo's phone rang. "I'll be back in a minute" he sai
The Next Day ROSALINE Russo dropped me on the dinning chair gently and I kissed his cheek. "Thank you" I whispered. "Told you to stop saying thank you for every little thing, Caramia" he said with a small groan. "Well, I guess I shouldn't say thank you for this since you are the reason I can't walk properly right now" I tucked my hair behind my ears and he chuckled, settling on a chair beside me. "I would have stopped if you told me to, though... You didn't tell me to stop so I guess you also love not being to walk properly" "Russo" I grumbled with a small smile before picking my cutleries up. "If it feels stressful to move your hands, I could feed you." He said and it was quite obvious that he was serious about it. "I can move my hands well enough" I grumbled to him. "Ah, you are so cute when you grumble like that." He groaned. My cheeks heated up slightly at being called cute but I stayed silent. I was about eating when Russo's phone rang. "I'll be back in a min
ROSALINE "Wow, Miss. Massimo is here today" "Nice meeting you" I smiled and stretched a hand to the lady in front of me. "Don't be so formal at a charity event" she smiled and pulled me into a light hug that lasted a second. I was a bit surprised at how informal she was since I had no idea who she was but I took it with a smile because Russo wasn't objecting. "You don't know who I am?" She asked and I offered a polite smile in response. "She's a distant relative. She doesn't care about family though so that explains why you don't know her." "That's a rude way to describe me, Mr. Massimo" "And yet it wasn't a lie. We will leave now." Russo stepped away and I walked after him. "Russo?" I whispered as I walked by his side. "What distant relative is she? I don't know her at all" "Let's not talk about her, Cara." Russo had a hard look on his face and it told me clearly that whoever that woman was, Russo didn't like her. "We will talk about it when we get home." I said to
RUSSO EL MASSIMO "Does your cheek still hurt?" I asked as I gently ran my fingers over her cheeks with her head resting on my arm as I cuddled her. "It doesn't hurt anymore" she mumbled, playing with her fingers almost nervously. "Won't torturing that guy to death bring you problems?" She asked in her soft voice and I chuckled. "I bring problems to others. When I drop his corpse in front of his father, well that is if what remains of his body can be called a corpse when I am done with him. I am going to have his father apologize to you on behalf of his son." I said firmly. "Russo...""He should have trained his son better, Caramia." I cut her off. "Russo, he didn't hit me" Rosaline let the words out and I chuckled before looking at her face with a smirk. "I know" "What? You know? How... How come?" She pulled slightly away from her to look at my face better. "You slapped yourself hard enough for me to be able to see your handprints. Those handprints I saw on your face when I f
The Next Day ROSALINE "Oh my!" My eyes brightened up as we alighted from the helicopter. We were in a clearing but all around us, we were surrounded by woods. "This place looks beautiful" I whispered to myself as Russo grabbed my hand. "Let's go" There was a car ready in front of us and Russo pulled open the car door for me. I sat in and he got in, turning on the car. After about a five minutes drive, we were in front of a majestic mansion in the middle of the woods. "We are here" "This is beautiful!" The mansion looked like it was meant to be here. Right in the middle of the woods was where it was meant to be. "No, you are more beautiful" Russo wrapped his arms around my waist. "You love flattering me" "I do but you know you are beautiful, right?" "I guess I know" I smiled as he kissed my shoulder. He picked the bags out. "Since when did you own this place?" I asked as we walked towards the main door. "I bought the island about four years ago" he replied.