~AMORA~
She’s alone again, Amora thought to herself as she said goodbye to Camila on the phone and hung up. She heard the door open and then close to announce her father's disappearance from the house again.She clenched her fist, tears filled her eyes blinding her for a moment as she tried to control that feeling roaming inside of her already.Why is she treated this way? Why can't he just stay with her for a while? But why would he when he hated to see her so badly.“Non avresti mai dovuto nascere. (You should never have been born!)” She could hear him cursing at her mother when she was still alive.She wheeled around and stormed her way into her father's room.Moonray flooded the room through the curtains, she walked to the light switch and turned it on and light flooded the room.She went to her father's drawer and threw it open, searching recklessly through the files and documents.She didn't find anything tangible that she wanted. She went to her father's stand, then his bed and raised his pillow, then she saw what she was looking for.Dollars in clean currency! She reached for her bag and packed every currency into her bag.“I will never come back.” She mumbled to herself as she hurried away.It was raining heavily outside but she didn't mind. Heavy droplets of rain on her body made her feel calmer and made her body ache to subside. Her feet were sore, she didn't realize she was barefoot until she was out of the house.She was shaking and every headlight from every car in the middle of the road got her closing her eyes and moving out of the way as they sped past splashing some water on her.She didn't stop walking, her body was wet and her clothes were gummed to her skin and she trudged on until she stopped in front of DAHALIA'S HOTEL, the biggest hotel in the area.She walked in with her clothes dripping wet, “Addetto alla reception (Receptionist) Uhm, can I get a room please?” She asked weakly while the receptionist scrutinized her with her eyes.She reached for her wet bag and brought out the wet cashes and they dripped of water until she kept them on the counter.With a disgusted look on the receptionist's face, “No, you can't get a room here. This is not a kind of hotel where you just walk in looking like that and expect to get a room.”“Per favore. (Please) I really need a place I can crash my head for tonight.” She said in a pleading voice. “Uhm…” she ransacked her bag to see if she could get more money out of it. She dolled out more cash and dropped them.“I'm sorry young lady but we don't…”“Is that how you treat your customers, receptionist?” A husky looking man intervened and she turned to take in the figure who spoke and at the same time, coming towards her.Her stomach sank when she took in the man's illuminating presence, tall, huge and muscular. Wearing a black suit and his cologne feeling her nostrils made her feel calmer and more relaxed.He was standing behind her making all her insides sway and quiver, she could feel the heat of his skin and the vibration of his body due to the cold. The hair on his arms grazed hers and goose bumps filled her skin immediately.Her body has never reacted so positively to a man like this before. She turned to look at him to catch him staring at her all these while.He looked away from her and turned to glare at the receptionist. “Why won't you attend to her?” he asked in a throaty voice.Then he turned to her again, giving out a manly smile which barely showed off his teeth. He pulled off his coat and threw it around her, “You must be very cold.” He said softly as he touched her shoulder and she melted.No one has ever been soft to her. “Can't you see that she really needs a room here?”The receptionist bowed to him, “I'm sorry but we were not…”“And why can she not?” He interrupted harshly before descending his eyes on Amora again, “Isn't she a customer? Because she came in looking like this doesn't mean she can't be offered generous services?”Was he speaking up on her behalf? …she thought, feeling thrilled.“Mi dispiace signore.” The receptionist apologized and gathered the money which Amora placed on the table earlier.“Wait!” The man stopped the receptionist and turned to Amora, “Mind joining me in my room? You would be fine with me and I think you will need someone to vent to. I could see that in your eyes.” He said his eyes were searching hers.She softened, she relaxed on him while he booked a room with the receptionist.“Thank you sir.” She said as he guided her away.They took the elevator and Amora could feel his gaze on her all these time. She felt nervous, her legs began to get shaky, her stomach was watery, she could feel him pulling close until he took a hold of her jaw causing her to look up to his face.“You walked in the rain and got yourself so wet.” He uttered in a gruff voice which made her insides dance and leap in pleasure.She tried to swallow but can't, the lump is hitched in her throat and won't come up or go down. He came closer and brought his hand to touch her.She stiffened when his hand touched her face, “You're sad. Why?”She sobered when he heard his voice, “My father…”she began to cry again. He pulled her close and hugged her, patting her back.“It's okay. You don't have to cry like this because of him.”“He doesn't love me at all. He never looked up at my face and cared about me. No one cares about me.”“But I'm here. I could care about you like you want.”He said, searching her wet eyes with his, she was still. She loved the warm feeling in the pit of her stomach because of him.His presence was making her insides rumble and swim in pleasure. And the way he sounded, it made her skin burn for his touch.He lowered his gaze to her lips and she didn't know when she smacked her lips to stop the burn and yearn which had seeped into her mouth. She was trying to catch her breath.“I can make your pain go away dear.”He said as he pulled closer, her legs wobbled a bit and his hands were around her waist to give her a balance.Just then, the elevator opened.Their eyes went to the elevator as the doors flew open, the tension seizing for a moment between them as he removed his hands from her body and led the way.She let out a breath which shook her whole being. She tried to move at first but her legs felt so ticklish.He came back and wound his hand around her waist and pulled her along with him, she was shaking. She was staring up at his beardy face and wondering why he's being so nice to her. He reached for the key card when he reached his door and inserted it into the key card lock and it made a beeping sound before he reached for the knob and twisted it open. He guided her into the entrance and she walked in, he came in after her and closed the door. “You can use the bathroom and take care of yourself. You look a mess in that dress.” He said pointing at her wet clothes and she looked at herself. She really looked messy. The lacy dress was showing off every part of her creamy skin except for the coat, she was as good as naked. “Tha
And she liked it that he didn't ask. Staring at her all these while and listening to her was enough pass for him to do anything he wanted. He searched her depth, he kissed her into responding to his kisses, his hands came around her waist as he pulled her into his hard body. She was breaking out. She was struggling to breathe, she tried to pull away from him but no, he was gaining in on her. He had her sprawled on the couch unfastening the rope of her robe and clutching her bare skin. Her mouth fell open and her face threw to the back with her hair spread all over the couch as his lips came to her neck, and he was grunting into her ears with raw need. “I need you Bambino Mio (my baby)” he whispered as his tongue touched her naked breast. Her hands were useless against him.Her toes curled up as a ticklish feeling transferred from her body and straight to her brain. Her mouth let out a sweet moan. She has never felt this good before. “I will make you feel beautiful.” He said as he
~ANTONIO~Antonio opened the front door and walked into the house to see Vittoria standing in the middle of the living room in her lingerie with her phone in her hand. Immediately she saw him, her eyes became red with fury as she strolled towards him with her heels clicking on the floor as she walked, “Where have you been Antonio?” “With the team members, I told you…”She scoffed, “Team members Antonio? I called every member of your team and they never seemed to be aware of your whereabouts.” He perked up his brows and came close to his wife, “And when did you start caring about my whereabouts?” “How can you say that?! You know that it's your turn to take care of the kids, don't you? You know that I have a meeting with the Buccolini board members today and yet, look at the time you're coming into the house.” She caught a weird scent in the air and creased up her brows, drew him closer and sniffed him. With a disgusting look on her face, “And you reek of sex and alcohol! Antonio!
~AMORA~Amora finally dressed up and left the hotel room in the afternoon. She took the elevator and came downstairs, she went to the receptionist to pay for the extra time she spent at the hotel room.“You're free to go, Mr. Alessandro already sorted out your bills before he left.” The receptionist said and she smiled being reminded of him again. “He asked me to give you this.” The receptionist continued as she handed a business card to Amora. Amora collected it, feeding her eyes on the beautiful card of Antonio's. It was really his. It belonged to Antonio Alessandro, does it mean she's going to meet him again? She smiled at the business card. She left the hotel humming happily to herself and went over to Camila's house. She knocked on the door and it was opened. Camila sighed out of worry and shifted for her to get in, “Hey, I've been looking for you. You didn't sleep at your place last night. Where have you been? ” Amora beamed, “You won't believe who I met yesterday.” She sai
Amora sat up in her seat, “Your mistress?” She asked, touching one side of her hair and he nodded his head, forcing out his breath. He can't deny that she looked so beautiful in her mini dress which showed off the right proportions of her body. On a normal occasion, he shouldn't be getting aroused by the few skins a woman is showing off but he was with Amora's case. He could still remember her face that night, how she grabbed his hair, her hair sprawled on the couch, her eyes shut tight and her mouth screaming his name all night.He was dying to see that again, for so many times actually and that's why he put up that offer, MISTRESS. That's the only way he can keep someone as useful as her to his side. Afterall, almost every rich Italian man with a wife has a mistress. It's not so bad if he was to keep one too. Buccolini and his daughter won't dare temper with that. He threw his leg on top of the other. He brought out his wallet, pulled out a cheque and scribbled.“This is a cheque
Antonio's eyes got darker, his teeth shut tight as he stared at the dead man who Buccolini had just ended his life. “Portalo via. (Take him away.)” Buccolini ordered while some of the men standing squatted and dragged the body away, “The rest of you should clean up this place, I won't want anyone coming to see this.” He said before turning to look at the ice cold face of Antonio.“This is what I do to men who betray me. Men who backstab me, this is how they always end up Antonio.” He said and sat down offering Antonio a seat beside him. Antonio sat at the edge of a seat while Buccolini watched him, “Do you still have nightmares at night?” He asked, glaring at Antonio's face. He started having nightmares from the first day he met Buccolini and ate with him. Just like today, he had come in on him forcing himself on a woman who he later strangled to death. He had been terrified ever since then. “I don't. I'm already too big for that.” Antonio said, reaching for a glass of wine which
Camila's deep brown eyes were deeper than it used to be as she shook the glass times without number, her face was lined with annoyance until the bar attendant was back to the counter with her candy. “Pretty lady, I'm back with your candy.” He said while she wore a smile collecting the candy from him.“Thank you so much.” She said and danced away carrying the glass carefully, “Amora!” She called when she danced towards her.A tall huge man was dancing behind Amora, “Amora!!” She called again and that's when Amora turned to acknowledge her presence. “You're back Camila. What took you so long? I've been waiting.” Amora said and collected the glass on Camila's left hand and began to drink.“Becareful Amora, you will choke on that!” She yelled while Amora giggled drinking until her glass was empty.“Thanks!!!” Amora yelled and began to dance away again.Camila was dancing beside her, “Do you still think of Antonio?” She asked, sipping her drink.“No! I feel free here Camila. Thank you fo
Camila nodded her head as she said those words, “I caught him kissing a woman in the park, I had no idea that you don't know about it.” Amora gasped staring at her friend. “I recently found out.” Camila added.“He is seeing another woman?” Amora couldn't believe her ears.“That shouldn't get to you at all, just concentrate on healing first, okay?” Camila said, touching Amora's forehead. “I want to leave here. Let's go home Camila.” She said and Camila helped her get down from the bed and helped discharge Amora from the hospital."Hello Miss Amora Francesco,” the doctor beckoned to her, “Can I have a word with you?” “Yes, please.” She gave the doctor an audience while Camila stepped out. “I want you to curtail your intake of your drugs, it's not good for your health?” Drugs? Did she ever take drugs? She was confused but she nodded her head and went after Camila. “What did he tell you?” Camila asked.“Said something about drugs. I think she's mistaking me for someone else.”“Maybe