Chapter three

Odessa

The morning light touched my face before his fingers did.

I woke up to his arms around me, warm and possessive. The diamond ring on my finger felt heavier than I thought it would.

He was still asleep, breathing softly, like nothing in this world could hurt him.

I closed my eyes again and tried to remember the moment I said yes.

I wasn't sure why I did.

~

I rolled onto my side and stared at the ring again. It sparkled in the dim light just like it did last night.

And suddenly, I was back there. Back in that room, barefoot, with his voice still in the air.

It all happened so fast, the ring, the unnecessary attention, the camera flashes. We should have spoken about this before he proposed. Did he not think I had a say in if and when I get married?

I rolled off the bed, I needed a shower and some wine.

The warm water relieved me of whatever I was feeling.

I stared at the ring on my finger again. I was going to be a wife. I was going to get married, and soon. I was a fiancée.

His voice startled me “Babe, are you in there?”

“Yes I am, do you need anything?”

“No, I was just wondering where you went” I heard his footsteps leave the door.

I finished up and immediately grabbed a wine bottle from the counter.

The house was empty. Ricardo wasn't in the kitchen, bedroom or sitting room.

“Honey?” there was no response.

I poured my wine into a cup and went to the window to sip it.

Ricardo lived on the highest floor of the building, the penthouse. I always enjoyed the view from this floor. It was above the clouds, something I found incredible.

“Wine this early? What's the occasion?” A voice came from behind me. It was Ricardo.

He had some bags in his hands and he was only wearing a black shirt and joggers. He looked amazing.

“Oh I've been looking for you. This? I just wanted some wine, no occasion.”

He smiled and headed towards the counter.

“I went to get some groceries from the store downstairs. Are you hungry? I ordered breakfast”

He headed towards the bathroom “I'll take a shower and come back. You can start eating without me baby”

I stared at him as he walked away. He was everything I wanted. I loved this man, he loved me. Why wasn't I sure about marrying him then? Why does the idea of being in a marriage make me nauseous?

~

The doorbell rang and I went to check who it was.

It was the room service he ordered for. The staff greeted me and brought the food inside. She proceeded to ask if I needed anything else, but I wasn't really in a good mood so I said no, and she left.

I opened the plates and immediately forgot about what was making me worried. Maybe I was hungry after all.

I grabbed the wine bottle, refilled my cup and set it on the table beside my food as I ate.

“I got good news babe,” Ricardo announced as he approached me. “we're going to my parents house”

“What?” The food in my mouth immediately lost its taste. “For what?”

“Well, my mother called. News about our engagement is everywhere!! Everybody is talking about it.” I immediately realised I didn't even know where my phone was.

“So your mother asked us to come because you got engaged?” I was confused.

“Of course. She said she'd like to know more about you, so she'd appreciate it if we spent the summer back home” he was acting like a child that just won a prize.

“The whole of summer?”

“Yep, the whole of summer. But don't worry baby, you'd love Italy”

I raised my eyebrow and looked at him “I AM from Italy”

“I know, I meant you'd love where I'm from, Bellagio” he gave me a kiss on the forehead and sat down to eat.

Silly me had forgotten Rome wasn't all that was in Italy. I was of Greek ancestry, but my ancestors moved to Rome very early. Maybe if I had spent more time in Rome than America, I would've known more places there.

~

It was just a month left before summer now and Ricardo had started preparing for our trip to Italy. We had rounded up the movie and it was going to be in cinemas in 4 months.

Evangeline enjoyed stopping at my place from college occasionally and I enjoyed her company. I missed my apartment, though I didn't live there anymore. I always wondered if the new owners loved plants and cats like I do.

I was on birth control too, because me and Ricardo got sexual almost everyday. Life was peaceful and calm. I had gotten over the weird feeling of getting married and was now all in. We hadn't discussed kids yet though.

It was a rainy day, we were indoors throughout watching movies and binge eating, when Ricardo asked the question.

“So how many kids do you want?”

“I don't know yet. How many do you want?”

“Probably two,” he said, smiling.

“Two it is then”

I put my head on his chest while he laid down. I loved the way he smelled.

“Do you want us to make a baby right now?” I asked while still lying on him. The room went quiet.

I lifted my head and turned around to ask him if I said anything wrong, and he was smiling.

“Sure, I'm ready when you are”

We stared at each other smiling for a while, then I stood up and sat on his lap.

I bent down and placed my lips on his. We could never get tired of this. We kissed passionately while I grinded on him. I could feel his bulge get harder and it turned me on so bad.

I took my shirt off and unhooked my bra, then let him play with my tits, while still grinding on him. I had just panties on as I didn't like to dress completely indoors.

He suckled on my tits like he wanted all of me, his fingers digging in my bare back as his bulging manhood struggled to come out of his pants. I unzipped his pants and watched it rise without obstacles.

I came down from him, took it in my hands and stroked it while I bent down for a kiss again. I moved my hands up and down slowly, then increased my pace and reduced it again.

I broke the kiss and covered his length with my mouth, moving up and down slowly, making sure I took everything in. Then I increased my pace while I played with his balls. I took it out of my mouth and took each ball in my mouth, taking my time, teasing him.

I could hear his grunts of pleasure and it made me want to tease him more. I took him whole in my mouth again, going up and down at a medium pace. I wanted to taste every part of him. I got up, slid my panties off and sat on his laps again, then slid his length in my already throbbing core.

I moved my waist around erotically, I could feel all of him inside me. I remembered I was doing this for both our pleasures and I began to go up and down, bouncing on his length. His grunts getting louder.

I bent down and he took my tits in his mouth again, while I grinded on him with his length still inside me. I sat up straight and started bouncing on it again. I could feel his grip on me tighten and his finger dipping into my thighs. I was his as he was mine.

“fuckkkk I'm close” he said between grunts.

“Me too,” I moaned.

We both came at the same time, with his entire length inside me. I let out a loud moan and fell on his chest. We both couldn't move for a while.

“I love you Odessa” he whispered.

“I love you too” I said, tracing his sweat around his chest.

~

Summer was finally here and so was our trip.

Ricardo told Evangeline she could stay in the penthouse while we were gone so she'd keep it clean and safe, but I know he just did it to impress her.

We soon left New York for Italy.

We got to Italy and a car came to pick us up from the airport. It was shiny and luxurious, I didn't expect less from Ricardo.

Italy was calm, different, bright and homely. I hadn't been here since I was around ten, but I felt nostalgic.

“Babe, I told you I have a brother right?” Ricardo broke the silence in the car.

“Yes, you mentioned it once, why?”

“well he's going to be here too”

“Oh that'd be great. I'll get to meet every member of your family” I felt really nervous. This seemed like a test and I wanted to be on my best behaviour for his family.

We got to his house that evening and it was more than I expected.

A whole villa, with gardens and lakes. There were three different buildings in it. It was a magnificent sight.

An elderly woman stood at the entrance of the house in the middle, she looked calm. Ricardo held my hand and led me inside. He stopped in front of her and hugged her tightly.

“Grandma, how have you been?”

“I've been good amore.” she smiled at him and turned around to look at me.

I smiled and greeted her too.

She held my hand and took me in with her. I turned around and saw Ricardo smiling and mouthing the words “she likes you”

His family were sitting at the dining when we got in. A tall woman stood up and walked towards us. She had jet black hair like Ricardo and eyes downturned like him too. She walked with her chin up like she owned everybody in that house.

“Mother!” Ricardo opened his arms for a hug, laughing.

She smiled and entered his open arms.

She turned to look at me and smiled.

I returned the smile awkwardly. “Good evening” I had never met the mother of any man I've been involved with so I didn't know how to act.

She took my hands in hers and stared at me.

“You're gorgeous my dear. You look like a goddess. Honey, does she not look like a goddess?” she said to the elderly man walking towards us.

He had light brown hair like mine with a few places covered in grey and a grey short beard that connected to his mustache.

“Yes yes she does. My Son has eyes like his father's.” He took my hands in his and kissed it.

“Welcome to the Giordano House my dear. I am Ricardo's Father”

“Thank you Sir” I smiled, but more comfortably this time. His family liked me.

“My boy, how have you been?” he gave Ricardo a handshake.

His Mother led me to the dining room and gestured for me to sit on the chair next to the one Ricardo sat on.

His grandmother was now sitting too and I was between both Ricardo and her.

“Welcome” it was a calm voice this time.

I looked to the direction it came from and saw a young man with dark blonde curly hair.

“This is my brother Luca. Luca, this is Odessa”

He looked awfully familiar, but I couldn't remember where I'd seen him before.

“You're from NYU, yeah?” Luca asked me, he looked confused.

“Um yes, how'd you know that?” I was surprised.

“Remember freshman night?”

My eyes widened.