로그인BiancaI never thought silence could feel so unsettling, but it is; this silence that has settled between Fabrizio and me is killing me.We got back to his house after having dinner with Arianna and Enzo, and I don't understand why he insists on keeping me here when it's obvious he now despises me."I'll go get my things so you can take me to a hotel," I state, trying to head toward the bedroom, but he catches my arm to stop me."What are you talking about?" he asks, looking upset."I want you to take me to a hotel, Fabrizio.""I have no intention of taking you to a hotel," he replies flatly."Perfect, then tell one of your men to do it or call me a taxi; it's all the same.""You are not going anywhere, Bianca.""I want to leave!" I raise my voice, beginning to lose my composure."Why?!""Because I can't stand being here with you like this anymore!""Like what?!""Despising me!" I completely lose my sanity, and he looks at me in surprise."What the hell are you talking about? I could
Bianca"I won't survive that, Arianna. If I can't even survive him now, imagine dozens of different men every night. I can't, Ari, I can't." I grow frantic just imagining it; the nightmares return and intensify, and I break down in tears, unable to contain it for even a second longer. "Nor can I give him a child. I cannot bring a child into this world to suffer under the yoke of that monster. I would rather die."I am increasingly convinced that is the only solution. My back is against the wall, and besides, I no longer want to live like this. I have endured too much already."Don't say that, B; we're going to do something, we're going to help you. Just hold on a little longer.""I don't know if I can; I'm in a dead end.""We'll find a way out, you'll see."I know she's only trying to help, but I also know neither of us can do anything. My life was sentenced the moment I was born, and every man who has defiled me has made sure I know it.For a long time I clung to hope; for a long tim
BiancaMy head feels like it is about to explode; I practically could not get any sleep—not because of the bed, which is very comfortable, but because the ghosts of the past would not leave me in peace.Fabrizio had the good sense not to insist, to leave me alone and not pressure me; or perhaps it is simply that he no longer cares. I cannot blame him, my life is far too complicated; I suppose he thought better of it and preferred not to take the risk.Today he is supposed to take me to Arianna's house to spend the day with her. I would like to stay in bed and cry and do nothing at all, but I am supposed to be here for her, and I do need her company, even if I cannot tell her everything that torments me.I leave the room to look for Fabrizio, even though I would rather not, and I freeze the moment I open the door. I do not need to look very far for him because he is also stepping out of his bedroom, but what leaves me completely paralyzed is his appearance: he is practically naked.His
Bianca Bianca"Well, speaking of my little earthquakes, I think our break as parents is over, Don Lucchese," Ilaria says to her husband."You're right. Graziella must be restless without you and Luciano won't sleep until we get there," he replies."Yes, plus my breasts are aching," she declares shamelessly, patting the fabric of her blouse. "I need to pump a little milk.""I can help you with that," her husband suggests in a lustful tone."Don't be vulgar!" Enzo complains.I look at Ari, completely in shock at the conversation I just overheard, because in a thousand reincarnations I would never have imagined our boss acting like that. But she just laughs; I suppose she's already used to these dynamics that seem so foreign to me."Once you try it, you'll agree with me," the Don retorts to Enzo.Enzo tenses and, for a fleeting second, the atmosphere becomes a bit awkward. I know from my cousin that this is a delicate topic here; Enzo doesn't want children and has been very firm about i
**Bianca**The drive to Enzo’s house passes in absolute silence. It is just the two of us in the truck: he drives, and I sit in the passenger seat. But despite having no witnesses, we each keep to our own sides, and he remains deep in thought.When we arrive, we are greeted by Enzo, the Don, and his wife. Everyone welcomes me kindly, but I cannot shake this strange, completely out-of-place feeling. We head upstairs quietly so as not to ruin the surprise. Ilaria holds a cake in her hands and asks me to hide in the kitchen while Enzo goes to get my cousin. I suppose I must be the main surprise.A few minutes later, Enzo returns with my cousin slung over his shoulder, while she fights to get him to put her down. I stifle a laugh watching the scene from my hiding spot. Ari is just wearing an oversized t-shirt; it is obvious he caught her completely off guard.“Surprise?” Ilaria exclaims, slightly confused by the situation, mirroring the rest of them. But she immediately breaks the awkward
**Bianca**The day drags on endlessly. Anxiety gets the better of me, and I don't know what to do to kill time. It is not like I do much in Chicago—there is nothing to do there either—but I suppose living with the constant dread that Edoardo will show up at any moment to hurt me does not let my brain relax; here, by contrast, I feel a strange peace.Fabrizio lets me know he will not have time to come back for lunch, and although it saddens me, I appreciate that he is thoughtful enough to let me know. It feels so bizarre to have this kind of communication with a man; Edoardo never includes me in his decisions or his schedules, not that I care—quite the contrary: the less I know about him, the better for me.When it is finally time to get ready for the birthday, I take a relaxing shower and look for an outfit. Edoardo made sure Dome packed only loose, simple things—no easy task considering my wardrobe; back home, everything in my closet is tight and revealing by his orders, but I suppos
AriannaThe next day, I didn't bother to wake up early to see Enzo before he left. My plan to seduce him by showing off the sexy lingerie I bought clearly wasn't working. I affected him; I knew I did—his constant erection was proof of that—but it seemed his willpower was stronger than his desire, a
Enzo's PovI'm leaning against her bedroom door, checking that she's locked it, which she doesn't usually do."Shit!" I snap, angry.I need to calm down. I need to breathe. This can't keep happening to me. That spoiled brat can't make me lose control like this.I look down, my cock still hard outsi
AriannaI finished unbuckling Enzo’s pants, and while he continued to be attached to my breasts, I took out his penis and began to caress it. I had never felt it like this. It was like a hot iron bar in my hands. The grunts that came out of his lips, which were still on my nipples, were proof that
Enzo I pace back and forth like a caged lion, feeling nauseous with the image of another man's penis profaning her beautiful body. I don't know what to do, and the only thing that occurs to me is to keep looking to see if I can find any evidence that there's someone else because, to be honest, af







