VincenzoBarging into her room, I slammed Liliana on the wall. Desire multiplied in such a manner I couldn't think straight. My clutch went to her boobs, and she wailed like the whore she was, denying me the chance to relish their softness. "You know what I've been telling you, Liliana." I couldn't kick her out. Not only because I got to cum, but also, she was Madre's guest. "I don't like it when you moan.""I…oh shit." Her grip on my shoulder tightened. "I can't. I can't hold it in."Squeezing on more, I whispered into her ears, "You can and you will. Keep your mouth shut and I promise you a nice hot fuck.""Okay," she hissed and gripped my shoulder. I undid her buttons and yanked the bluse of her shoulder. In a sleek fashion, I removed her bra and met her nipple with my tongue. She attempted moaning, but caught herself and instead, released pleasure by holding onto my shoulder. I licked, then sucked and returned to grabbing. My modus operandi. Having had my fill, I pulled down
"So, tell me. What's one culture shock you've had since you got to Italy?" Madre asked."Uhm…I'll start with the very first one. Too little ice in drinks," Liliana said."Hmm?""Yes, I mean, oh my God. In the US, we are given a truck pile of ice with just a drop of drink. I can't understand."Madre's throaty laugh irritated me. It was funny that someone who'd set strict rules about table etiquette was the same person breaking it. "I've been to the US once, and I must say, I didn't have such experience.""It depends on where you were, Luna. In local shops, you are fed with ice." "You must be glad to be back home." Madre rose her glass to her lips. "Sure thing, Luna." Liliana placed her hand on mine. "Sure thing."I didn't face her nor did I give her a smile. I was done pretending. So done. "Alpha Moreno?" she piped again. Could this girl not give her mouth some time off? "Yes.""I was talking to Vince the other day, expressing how wowed I am with the trees here. The garden is en
RINA"Calm down, bambina."I turned from the closet. "No, Mama. No. Don't tell me to calm down. Who gave her the right to spill that drink on you?"My anger was lethal. I was in flames. How dare she? How dare she insult Mammà?"It's fine, really. It's my fault. I shouldn't have—""What? What are you talking about?""Rina…" Mama rubbed her forehead. "Keep your voice down, please."Tears brewed in my eyes; I turned the other way, huffing. Mammà drew close and placed her hand on my shoulder. "It's okay. You should be used to these things.""How?" I choked in my sob. "How can you say that? Why…why are some people ass—"Mama covered my lips. "Hey." She frowned. "The walls have ears. Stop this."That was what she would always say. Stop this. Ignore them. Endure. I couldn't deal anymore. Couldn't put up with the hostility life had been throwing at us. The hurt overwhelmed me. I collapsed on her. "I feel useless.""No.""I feel dumb, Mama.""Rina.""I couldn't stand up for you. I stood li
VINCENZOSilence bore down on the room. It'd been ages since Madre burst in here, yet, not a word had come out of her. Her venomous eyes rested on me while she wished she'd never fucked Padre that fateful night. Or, she was praying fervently that the moon goodness sucked me to oblivion. I couldn't care less; I busied myself by surfing the net. "Can you tell me what your problem is?"I knew Madre hated being ignored. I should have at least spared her a glance or given an indifferent shrug. But I didn't. And it was too late to regret.She snatched my phone and tossed it away. Or rather, slapped it against the wall. "Now that that's out of the way, you can talk to me." "You should have simply tossed it on the couch or something," I said, my gaze still fixed on my empty hand. "You haven't answered my question. What's all this about? Why didn't you come down for dinner?"Anger set my eyes on fire. I raised my gaze to meet Madre's stoic face. Her chin was high and her arms crossed.I
VINCENZOI slipped into my PJ jacket, about to button up when a knock came through. "Yes?""Vince, it's me." I shut my eyes. I couldn't believe I was about to endure this again. I walked to the door and yanked it open. "What…"Before me was an almost naked Liliana. Her chest was bare except for the black patches that covered her nipples and pussy. Hanging from her shoulder was a tiny jacket. "Hey—" her fingers swept across her boobs, attempting to peel off the patches— "can I come in?" I snapped my eyes back to her, hating my tongue for growing dry. "No. Get lost."A little frown puckered her brow, but it disappeared almost immediately. She took a step forward, slipping the jacket an inch off her shoulders. "Come on. I want—""Do you know what they call someone who leaves her room naked to seduce someone? Puttana. Or as your American friends would say, a half-cent prostitute." Her eyes popped. "What?""Get the fuck out of here. You don't want to push me."She scoffed. "You
RINAI was late. Again. Thrice in a row. The reason wasn't far from 'Piccolo Maestro had shoved his disgusting self into my room and droned on about how I was his alone'. Clearly, I shouldn't be jumpy, except that he had been doing this since the night Amato almost assaulted me. To spell it out: four days. It'd been four freaking days since my demon possessed boss wouldn't let me breathe. His routine was: sneaking up on me, caging me in a wall or door and forcing me to stare at him while he talked rubbish. Thankfully, he'd stopped with his advances. Although, the scar he'd imprinted on my heart hurt still. It'd never heal. Honestly, I didn't get it. The whole weirdness he'd been exhibiting. I no longer worked like other maids. Everything I did had to involve him in some way. Mammà was beginning to get suspicious. She'd cornered me yesterday, wondering why I hadn’t been showing up in the assembly ground. What could I tell her? That the Alpha's son was a baby. Or rather, he needed to
RINAInstantly, senses flew to me. I snapped my eyes open, and for a moment, my breathing ceased."Rina, are you in there?"Shit. I looked down at Piccolo Maestro who was still at his sinful act. Didn't he hear that? Mammà was here!To taunt me, he rubbed my clit, sending me back to brain death. I threw my head back and bit my lips, trying to stifle the moan that threatened to spill out of me. "Rina?" The knock came again. "I know you're in there. Open up.”I shut my eyes harder, caging the cry that wanted to burst out. Running his tongue down my pussy one last time, he pulled away. I collapsed, battling with a throbbing clit and breathlessness. The fucking monster threw me a smirk, and mouthed the word, “ whore”.Then, he left through the other door. My eyes went shut. My throat bobbed as I swallowed. I braced up and rose to my feet. However, given how…sore and wet I was, I couldn’t stand well. I jammed my legs together and waited till the throbbing lessened. Walking with jelly-
VINCENZOLuigi dribbled the three guys surrounding him, each one of them hunched like a predator ready to claim its victim. He outmaneuvered them and tossed the ball to me. The hungry lions drew close, more eager than ever to snatch the ball. I slithered my way towards the basket, and gave a smooth throw. My teammates cheered as the ball slipped into the basket. Luigi, especially, was ecstatic. The dude was a fucking fanatic. We got back to the game and at the end of the day, our team took the lead with four points. My body was on fire. Sweat streamed down, leaving me looking like a snowman in Atacama Desert. I pulled a towel from my backpack and dabbed my face dry. "That was terrific," Luigi's voice drew near. We packed our things and headed out towards the locker room. I didn't think I could make it in there without collapsing. I needed to wet my parched tongue. Luigi carried on while I went to a soda stand. There were many of those here. Not surprising as the sports arena was t