Giacomo I bang my head once more against the bathroom wall using the sponge to try to clean the skin, feeling the disgust rising in my stomach as it mixes with the fury at being snubbed so much by that bastard. Knowing that sleeping is not a good idea, I get out of the shower by turning on the hydromassage faucet without even waiting for it to fill up, feeling the hot water against my skin.Guilt corrodes everything like poison... I remember every detail and not even the red skin from so much rubbing is capable of erasing nothing is capable of erasing my betrayal, my choice, guilt being the worst companion in the loneliness of the apartment. Anyone who thinks that death and infidelity are unforgivable has never stopped to feel the bitter taste of lies burning in the back of their minds like a scratched CD.1two345678……… fucking breaths to get my mind back on track shutting

Giácomo CostelloEven though I know it's a provocation, I close my face remembering the deal with Giulia and even after the weight of her lie reverberates in my chest like poison, I maintain my posture containing the desire to put Antonella against the wall and make her beg forgiveness.- And who's going to tell Jackson who the mystery blonde is?- You are short. - I hear the laughter in a low voice.- We both are, dear.- Fuck your Giacomo swagger, just get me in.I look back over my shoulder to see the short girl finally admiring the work as a whole, probably wearing four-inch heels and still a good twenty short of me at 1.96. Wearing a black gown to thwart old dad and a V-neck showing off the full curves of her heavy, full breasts, her dark hair tied back in a bun, her neck I'm sure could knock the holiest of men off her feet for the scent of it. delicious making her a forbidden fruit in the middle of hell.- What are we tal

Giulia De Angelis I hid my face in the strong torso after asking to take off my dress shirt, the warm touch of the tattooed skin running all over my body creating a bubble of security in such a dirty place, the memories locked in somewhere that only Giacomo can place when he touches my body, the feelings shuffling all thoughts and his presence erasing all pain.I wish I could say anything without crying, but guilt just lets me talk.- My brothers can arrive.Needing to put some space between us before I go crazy and betray the only ones who've always done everything for me, his arms tightened around me, I let out a pained moan, surprised that he just let go instead of asking.- Don't worry about it, they won't come anytime soon.- I raised my head scared looking into his eyes.- What did you do?- Nothing, Julia. - He didn't try to hide the lie.- We are both liars. - I admitted with regret feeling the thick and he

Vicenzo De angelisWhen the elevator bell rings and the metallic doors open to the corridor with motion sensor, lighting up at the same moment I step outside the box, I feel my heart beating wildly and the shiver on my skin taking shape.The pleasure of knowing Giulia's reality now doesn't interfere at all with the desire I feel, I walk to the only door on the floor, opening it with the magnetic card, I enter the enormous room without noticing anything, I rush to open the door of the enormous suite with my hands. open balcony doors and the shadow of the strong body without the suit leaning on it as it looks out across the city is enough to disarm thoughts of the house of horrors that Giovanni traps me in.His back is tense and I know he feels my presence, the executor has a cruel reputation in the organization, I admire the beauty of the muscles illuminated by the light of the full moon the slow music with rhythmic beats draws my attention to the speakers, I app

Vicenzo De AngelisI wiped the back of my hands over my lips, wiping away the bitterness of loss and the poison of envy as I remembered those dilated pupils asking to talk to Giovanni about the deal, the silky touch of his hand on my skin causing shivers that only he and she were capable of cause.Goosebumps crept up my spine like an omen.I strode to the SUV calling a smiling Dominus for the morning's gift, took the driver's seat pulling the car towards the center of town with my mind swarming with tortuous thoughts.I reached the heavy traffic on the avenues at lunchtime right in the center of New York, the silence inside the car, the people passing by. One moment in the middle of the city and the next entering the silent street of condominiums, stopping at a house far away, I went down accompanied by the soldier.Pausing on the now-dead grass of the small garden, I walked to the back entrance, taking the key hidden in the false bottom of my wallet