تسجيل الدخول~MARCELLA~Fuck! What has really entered Lucas tonight??I don't know what it is, but I'm grateful for whatever it is.Lucas has a lot in stock for me tonight.My legs are starting to shake so bad on the bed.He notices it, and with a look of mischief on his face, he splays my legs apart, granting him more easy access to my pussy.“Look at you,” he murmurs softly, his voice thick with admiration. “You’re already falling apart for me.”The wonders of his fingers intensify, and I let out a broken sound.“Lucas…” I whisper, my fingers clutching the sheets as if they’re the only thing grounding me.“Cum for me baby,” he rasps and breathes against my skin.I moan more loudly as his fingers go in and out of my pussy without control.“I think I'm about to cum,” I release a soft cry.He adds more pressure to it and I moan and groan out loudly, unable to control myself anymore.His touch is relentless, deep and deliberate, exploring places inside me I don't know can feel t
~MARCELLA~We are still kissing as Lucas carries me to the bedroom. But before we even reach the room, I laugh softly against his mouth, the sound bubbling out of me with all excitement.“You’re laughing?” he murmurs against my lips, his voice low and rough. “I’m trying to be serious here.”“I can’t help it,” I whisper back, breathless. “You’re just… taking me like I weigh nothing.”“That’s because I don’t feel anything right now except you,” he replies, tightening his hold slightly.I wrap my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair, and my legs wrap around him, gripping him in position as he devours my mouth. His grip tightens instinctively, steady, protective, like he’s afraid I might disappear if he loosens his hold.My heart is pounding harder than my body reacts.Oh! I really can't wait for what is about to happen.I really can't wait!Lucas nudges the bedroom door open with his foot, and the room greets us in soft shadows and warm light. T
~MARCELLA~The rest of the drive is quiet.Not awkward… not heavy… just quiet in a way that feels full.Full of everything we didn’t say.Full of everything we’re both trying to understand.I sit beside him, my fingers still loosely intertwined with his, tracing small, absent patterns against his skin as the city lights blur past the window.And for once… I don’t feel like I’m running.I feel… still.When we finally pull into the underground garage of my building, the headlights sweep across the polished floor, illuminating the expensive cars lined up like trophies.Lucas slows the car, his eyes flicking around briefly.I notice it immediately….of course I do.This place screams money and power.Everything he’s been quietly struggling with all night.But he doesn’t say anything.He just parks the car carefully, turning off the engine.Silence settles between us again.The soft ticking sound of the cooling engine fills the space.For a second, neither of us mov
~LUCAS~“Stop the car, Lucas,” Marcella repeats.Her tone leaves no room for argument.I glance around before pulling over to the side of the road.The engine is still running.The night air hums quietly around us.And before I can say anything, she turns fully toward me.“Look at me.”I do.And God…The intensity in her eyes?It knocks the breath right out of me.“Don’t you ever say that again,” she says softly.My brows pull together. “Marcella….”“I mean it,” she cuts in. “Don’t you dare sit there and decide what I deserve.”I blink.“I chose you,” she continues, her voice dropping slightly. “Not your money. Not your background. You.”Her hand moves from mine… to my face….warm and gentle.Her thumb brushes lightly against my cheek.“And for the record?” she adds, a small smile tugging at her lips. “You are enough. More than enough.”My chest tightens painfully.I don’t even realize how close she’s gotten until her forehead nearly touches mine.“You think I had
~MARCELLA~I take Lucas to my favorite spot.A slightly secluded corner, tucked away just enough to give privacy… but still with a perfect view of the entire restaurant.It's romantic, quiet and perfect.We sit down, and almost immediately, a waiter approaches us.I smile politely before turning to Lucas.“Go ahead,” I say softly. “Pick something for us.”He blinks. “Both of us?”I nod, resting my chin lightly on my hand as I watch him.“Impress me.”A small smile tugs at his lips as he picks up the menu.After a moment, he nods and turns to the waiter.“We’ll have the grilled filet mignon with garlic butter,” he starts confidently, “served with truffle mashed potatoes and sautéed asparagus.”Okay…I raise a brow slightly.Not bad.“And for drinks,” he continues, glancing at me briefly, “a glass of red wine… and a sparkling lemonade.”The waiter nods and walks away.I lean forward slightly, smiling.“Look at you,” I tease. “Fancy.”He smirks. “I adapt quickly.”“Oh,
~LUCAS~I thought I understood what “a lot of money” meant.But I was wrong…..completely wrong.I sit here behind the wheel, hands still resting on it, staring ahead but not really seeing the road. My mind is somewhere else… still stuck in that moment at the counter.Fifteen thousand… seven hundred and fifty dollars.Spent…. just like that.Like it was nothing.Like it didn’t matter.I let out a slow breath, dragging a hand down my face as I try, but fail to process it.God.That amount alone… I could live off it for months. Maybe longer if I was careful. Rent, food, textbooks, transport… everything covered.And she spent it in a few hours.On me.My chest tightens, something heavy and overwhelming settling right in the center of it.I turn slightly, glancing at the backseat where the neatly packed bags sit like silent evidence of everything that just happened….clothes, shoes, and watches I am scared to even touch properly.All mine.A humorless chuckle slips
Somewhere across Florence…A crystal tumbler of whiskey shatters against the wall. Two men are kneeling and begging for their lives.“What did you just say?” roars Don Luciano Bianchi, his voice shaking the windows of his office.The two men flinch, trembling and shivering at once. One of them is s
~ELENA~I continue to stare at Alessandro's lifeless body, still in shock.I suddenly can’t breathe again.The world around me is a blur. Alessandro’s lifeless body lies sprawled across the floor, his eyes frozen wide open, staring at nothing.My fingers shake uncontroll
~ELENA~I don't even know when we get home. I just feel someone pulling me out of the car and leading me to my room.I feel numb. My body, my senses, my mind….they all feel numb.The door to my room opens and I am led inside.“Take your bath and rest. We'll come to chec
~NICO~The moment we walk into the school building, I can feel it.Eyes everywhere.It’s like the whole hallway stops to look at her….the way her skirt sways, the way her hair catches the light, the easy confidence in her steps.She doesn’t even seem to notice. Or maybe s







