Carlos Morreti:-
"Carlos, you fucking asshole. What did you do?" Sabrina stormed into my office with a furious expression. I mentally laughed because she looked cute, even in her anger.
"You mind watching your tone and words, Miss. Costa. You are in my office and over here I only mean to get resepect and nothing else." I said in a stern and professional tone when from inside I was dying to run, take her into my arms and kiss her anger away.
"Don't act innocent like you don't know what you just did!" she snapped " I will fucking kill you if you don't stop interferring in my business."
"And, would you mind explaining that how am I interfering in your business because last time I remember, I refused to take your proposal and work with you, so how am I interfering?" I asked with an arched brow.
"You threatened to ruin the business of every boating company present over here in Italy if they decide to work with me." she shouts "How could you do that and why?"
"Oh, I didn't think you will find out this early about it." I spoke leaning back against my chair with a smirk on my face "Do you want to know why did I do that?"
"That's why I am here. Aren't I?" she asks with an attitude. Oh, I really need to do something about this attitude of hers because the Sabrina I remember wasn't like that at all. Let's see what attitude you are going to give now, Miss. Costa.
"I want you to sleep with me for the next three months every single night," I announced making her go frozen in her place, wide-eyed, colors drained from her face with my sudden announcement.
"Wh...What did you just say?" she asked in a trembling tone. Not believing what I just asked for.
"You heard me loud and clear, Sab, so I don't need to repeat again." I replied " But, if you have got any hearing problems then I can repeat it for you. If you want to run your ferry business over here then you have to sleep with me for the next three months, and if you don't then you can so no to the ferry rides for your hotel because like I said I am the King of this sea over here. Without my permission, you can't do business over here."
"I am not a whore or prostitute." she snaps reaching forward to slap me but I analyzed her move already and stepped back.
"You need to try harder than that." I teased with a smirk and pulled her close to my body by wrapping my arms around her waist so our chests were touching one another's and our lips were just merely inches apart. If either of us moves in this position, we will end up kissing or who knows having sex on my office desk because just like me, she was turned on too and we both were feeling the same desire and chemistry for one another, just like the first night we met back at the club owned by my family.
"Agree to the deal and I will give you what you want," I tell her in a husky voice.
"My hotel doesn't need a ferry business to gain popularity or fame because it already is considered number one in the top charts." she still had the guts to fight with me. I must say that the woman is strong. I underestimated her.
"I am well aware of that, baby, but this is Milan and here every hotel owns a ferry because tourist loves to enjoy the ferry ride and it will be a pity if the number one hotel is not providing the best services in Milan. Everything can go downhill over here and I am sure you won't want that, right?" I threatened her. She looks at me and I looked at her with desire, need, and lust for one another as we breathed heavily.
"You are such an asshole." she spat on my face in anger and set herself free from my arms "I will die but won't sleep with you again."
"Oh, but you will. For the next 90 days, you will sleep with me, under me, on me, beside me naked with nothing on just your birth suit as I play with your luscious round tits and dripping wet pink pussy that is always hungry for my cock just like it is dripping wet for me and just want you to surrender and give in to your desires because I know I want to." I whispered in her ears as I run my finger on her things since she was wearing a thigh-high skirt. With the other hand, I ran my hand on her breast and groped one which made her let out a moan that she was holding back.
"Do...Don't do that." she said in barely an audible voice " I...I don't want that."
"Liar, you and I both know that you want this more than ever possible, Sab." I murmured close to her ear and bit on her earlobe just right near her soft spot "Do you feel that?" I asked grinding my rock-solid hard member against her. She gasped and closed her eyes. I took that as an opportunity and slipped my fingers inside her lace panty and growled to find her soaking wet for me.
"Fuck me, woman. You are soaking wet for me." I announced and the next thing I know I was throwing her over my shoulder and laying her on my desk, on her back. She was about to protest and speak but I didn't give her the chance to do that because by that time my lips were on hers, ravishing and devouring her mouth while grinding my front against her crotch.
"Do you feel that? Look how hard it is for me. It wants inside of you." I tell between the kiss "Let me in, Sabrina. Let me in right now because you know you want to."
"No!" she refused.
"Stop fighting with me, Sab, and let me give you what you want. Say yes, Sab, say yes!" I whisper and yelled and just when I saw her melt into me, the door to the office burst open revealing none other than Merem Barzini.
"What the hell is going on over here?" Merem demanded when she saw Sabrina and me in a compromising position.
Carlos Moretti:-I was talking to my assistant regarding the business stuff, that needed my attention when I felt the soft arms of my wife wrap around me from behind, and kissed on my back. I smiled and instantly ended the call with my assistant and turned around to wrap mine in her waist, and pulled her close to me, as much as her baby bump would allow."Feeling needy for your husband now. Aren't we?" I asked, pecking my lips against hers for a brief kiss."No, feeling bad for pushing you aside, once again." she answered honselty with a guilty expression, and took my hands in hers, and brought them to her lips. "I am sorry for doing this to you. Again, but I have a reason, Carlos. I am scared. I am scared of anything happening to you. Or losing you. I am....I am...," she struggled to speak those words, and I figured out what she meant. I was about to speak, when she spoke up."I am scared that you are going to die on me, just like my father and that's the last thing I want. Carlos, y
Sabrina Moretti :-"Hey, Antonio. Finally you decided to wake up, huh?" I asked, nervously as I entered and found Pierre's favorite stuff toy in his hand."Well, I can always go back to sleep, but my dear nephew doesn't want me to go, apparently he loves me and I can't break his little heart by leaving him. Now can I?" he asked, with a weak smile. He looked pale and sick, but now that he is awake, I know he will recover just fine."Well, Francesco and you both have spoiled him in a way." I answered and sighed "How are you feeling now, Antonio?" I asked, taking a seat on the chair beside his bed. "You asked to see me? Alone?""Yeah, I don't know how to say this, but I am really sorry, and want to ask for your forgiveness for everything I did. But trust me, I did all to protect you. I came to your father and he made me give him word that no matter what happens, I will protect you from my father and if I have to keep you apart from Carlos, I would do that.I loved you and nothing matter
Sabrina Moretti:-I stared at him standing at the hospital waiting room, while he stared back at me, tension visible between us, that didn't go unnoticed by Francesco who approached to us and spoke."Everything alright between you two?" Francesco asked, geniunely worried "Last time I remember, newly weds doesn't look like this.""Because we are not ordinary normal wedded couple, France." Carlos spoke "Some of us are refusing to put past in the past and keep on bringing in our present to ruin our futre instead of trusting to be there for one another." I looked away when Carlos said that because it was true and this fear inside of me was killing me."Carl, don't you dare use that tone on me." France growled at his little brother, and glared at him "Whatever you both are going through, I just want to say br there for one another and fight together, instead of alone." this time he looked at me and I frowned."Why are you looking at me like that, France?" I asked and he chuckles."I know y
Sabrina Morretti:-"So, you decided to return home from Dylan's place , husband?" I asked Carlos as he entered with a straight expression while I was feeding Pierre some fruits with my hands forcefully as he doesn't like to eat them."Why did you do that, Sab?" Carlos asked, leaning down to kiss Pierre's head, who pouted and glanced at his father in hope that Carlos will save him from finishing the fruits, but he wasn't going anywhere until they are finished. His recent doctor visit showed he was losing weight which is not good for his growing body. This kid loves to play more and eat less."Padre, I am full and don't want to eat anymore." he whined, and Carlos chuckled shaking his head."Sorry, son. You are on your own this time." Carlos apologized "Finish the fruits, and you can be on your way to the playroom.""You don't trust me, Carlos." I murmured "Which is unacceptable by me.""Feed our son first and then we can talk."Carlos murmured back and kissed my cheek and whispered in my
Carlos Morretti:-"She did it and she is hiding it from me. I don't know what she is doing, but it is dangerous." I announced as I entered Dante's palazzo in Italy where he was currently sitting having lunch with his family."And, what did she do and who are you talking about? I am quite confused." Dante asked without glancing at me as he played with his daughter in his arms and fed her the pieces of freshly cut fruits. Oh, how much I want Sabrina to give birth to our daughter so I could be doing the same thing Dante is doing. He is a lucky family man."My wife. Sabrina." I replied, pacing around "I think, no I know she had someone put fire at her own hotel, but I don't understand why?""And, why would you think that Sabrina did this? And, why the hell will she had someone set her own hotel on fire with all the guests and staff inside?" Gabriella was the one who asked me this question "She won't want her hotel to face the loss. Now. Would she?""At first I thought that too, but then t
Sabrina Morretti:-"Detective, tell me what did you find?" I asked as he entered my office in Italy where Carlos and I have been staying for the past couple of weeks, trying to provide care and finds to the families who suffered loss, and getting things investigated."It was definitely set by someone, Mrs. Morretti. The evidences we found clearly seems to point toward arson," said the detective, putting a folder on my desk. "Such trace elements as accelerants were detected in several places within the building, and this led the investigators to conclude that the incident had been planned. The fire began from several points to make the most destruction.""We’re narrowing it down. Surveillance video from another camera captures a strange car exiting the site at the time when the fire began. We are still trying to find the owner. Also we heard some rumors that it might be a competitor or someone who had business enemity against you, Mrs. Morretti." "A vendetta?" I steeled myself forward