Lahat ng Kabanata ng Zesa: Love on papers: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

ZESA RUSSO The next few days went by with Alejandro stopping by to give me flowers and gifts almost every day he visited. He was a really nice guy, but no matter how much I wanted to lean toward him, Levi always caught my eye. I was curious about him and what led him to cheat on me. Plus, having him around almost every time didn’t help. Thankfully, I would be discharged the day after tomorrow, so most of the IV had been removed, but not the bandage around my head and leg cast. I was told it would take four to six months for my leg to properly heal. I was stuck on the bed. It was fine by me until I needed to use the bathroom and Malena was not in the room. She and Finn had left last night. It was just me and Levi. I needed to pee so badly. However, I couldn’t open my mouth to ask him for help. He was busy on his phone, typing away. He didn’t notice the beads of sweat on my head and how I put my hand over my vagina as if it would will the pee away. I could hold it in, I tol

ZESA RUSSO Later that day, I sat alone in the hospital room with absolutely nothing to do or look at beside the four corners of my room. I kept thinking about Sophia and what she did to me. She threatened to kill me and cover it up as a heartache. I couldn’t let it slip by. I wanted to make her suffer a little. But how was I to do that? I considered telling Alejandro. I decided against it. It would be a low blow. If I was going to hit her where it hurt, I needed to look into her some more. How could she waltz into my room and threaten me even after knowing I’d lost my memories? Stupid bitch. Goodness, I needed some fresh air. Using the call button, I requested for a nurse to help get me into my wheelchair. Staying cooped up was not doing me any good. It was only birthing murderous intentions. As she wheeled me out of the room, Malena came into view. She was holding a bag with food in it. It smelled so good. “Whatchu got?” I asked, excited at the pleasing aroma. It made m

ZESA RUSSO: Six months later Getting adjusted to life as a CEO with little of my memory was a hassle, even though bits of it were coming back. However, the fact that the nurses removed the cast on my leg last week brought a bit of joy to me. I could finally jump Levi if I wanted to since that man had been doing nothing but tempt and make me have wet dreams. During the past six months, I got closer to him and learned things about him. Things like what his body looked like with no clothing on him and what his dick was like.I saw it by accident. It was awkward for him until I laughed it off. That day, I stole the last bag of Cheetos in the house from him when he went to shower. Malena had bought them when she came over last week. I figured he had hidden it in the room, so while he showered, I searched for it. When he came out, he had a towel hanging dangerously low around his waist. The sight almost distracted me. As soon as he set his eyes on the bag of Cheetos in my hand, h

ZESA RUSSO Levi had kept his word about making my legs feel like jelly after he was done with me. It had been thirty minutes since we had sex and I could barely move my legs. We’d done it every position I could think of and as I stared at the ceiling naked, all I felt was happiness and satisfaction between my legs. Levi laid beside me fast asleep. I couldn’t blame him. It was only normal for him to be tired after I rode him like a wild woman. I guess not having sex for months made me extremely horny. I was lucky I had a man who could meet my every need.After about an hour, I could finally move my legs, even though they still felt wobbly. I washed myself up and put on a new set of underwear, grey joggers and a pink sweatshirt. I checked the time. It was some minutes to seven, and we had yet to get ready for the dinner. I went over to Levi’s side of the bed to wake him up.“Levi,” I ran my hand through his hair. “Wake up. We’re going to be late.”“Five more minutes.” He groaned, turnin

FINN GIOVANNI After dropping Zesa off it was just me and Malena. She was considering dropping me off at my place which I repeatedly refused even though she kept insisting. I stood in front of the driver’s side of the car, right outside Zesa’s gate as we argued. The woman didn’t want to take no for an answer. She was just as stubborn as her older sister.“Why can’t I drop you off?” she asked, leaning against the car. “Because I’m a girl?”“This has nothing to do with your gender. Don’t make me seem like a sexist because I’m not.”“Then let me drop you off. I’d hate to see you get into a taxi this late.” She leaned in, her breath almost fanning my face. She smelled like men’s cologne and alcohol. “What if they kidnap you?”I pushed her face back. “You’re just being paranoid.”“What if the roles were reversed? Would you let me go home alone?” she hugged herself. “This late?”“I’m not changing my mind. I’ll just be forced to drop you off after you drop me off. A never-ending cy