Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY FRIENDS FATHER: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Alessa SullivanI stare at the closed door that my crazy friend had just slammed in a pointless rush. I let out a breath from my chest and turned to face my roommate's father.“Are you nervous, mia cara?” I gulp as I hear him speak in Italian.The sensation of arousal intensifies even more than what happened in the apartment, where he took me last night and pleasured me.“Can you not speak, could you speak in my language?” I ask, hoping to maintain my sanity.He moves closer and walks around me.“Perché mi chiede questo, c'è un problema con la mia lingua?” “Why are you asking this, is there a problem with my language?”God, he whispers near my ear; I almost feel his tongue touching the lobe of my ear. His finger traces my arm, and I shiver at the touch, subtly giving me a lot to imagine.Just as I understand him mentioning his language, it sends my thoughts racing toward him, tearing off his clothes and taking me again like earlier this morning.“Non c'è problema.” “There is no prob

Mattia de LucaI had no intention of sleeping with Alessa in my daughter's bed; it was wrong and just another thing for the blonde beside me to ponder.As annoyed as I was by her saying she would rather not repeat the experience, I understood, especially since her friendship with Giulia is important, and that's what really matters to me.My daughter has never had many friends, and when she talked about the girl she was sharing her room with, I could see her eyes light up with the excitement of a friendship that was only growing stronger.My mourning for Antonella lasted many years, and it was less than two years ago that I started dating again. I saw my piccola growing up alone, without friends by her side to help her break free from her own grief, until she met Alessa.I had never met the young woman until today, as she had never wanted to spend the holidays at home with my daughter. And now, knowing her in this way, I'm grateful for that; maybe if she had come over before, none of t

Mattia de LucaHearing what Giulia said made me realize that my piccola was no longer my little girl, and I did the idiotic thing of talking too much.Now I was here worrying about where Alessa had gone, Giulia had already called the dormitory, and she wasn't there, which was making me even more distressed about what I'd done.I'd said I didn't want a relationship; maybe that confused her, since I assumed what had happened between her and me to my daughter.“Worrying won't bring her back, I'll talk to her tomorrow, Dad!” Giulia tried to cheer me up again.Dinner turned cold, the sun had gone out, and I didn't know what to think, she was worried about what Giulia would think and from what she showed, I could see that she had set it up.I don't mind my electoral committee questioning Alessa's age, but I can't tie her to me either, especially with her desire. I stand at the window, looking out at the dark sky, and think about what I've done.I took my daughter's best friend's virginity,

Alessa SullivanI couldn’t sleep last night; I kept trying to find a solution to what I felt about being with Mattia.When I chose a stranger to be my first man, I had no idea that this man would turn out to be the father of my best friend, and now my feelings are so mixed up.The request to be with him, if just a casual affair, distracted me from my real focus.The death of my parents is the reason I practically received a lifelong scholarship for my studies as long as I maintain average grades. And here I am, thinking about being involved with a man twenty years older, a Republican, and Giulia’s father.I wish I had my cell phone with me, at least to see what was happening. It was quite late; maybe Giulia was still awake!I look at the clock, and it’s almost time to go to the hospital, I’m sure Giulia will use the first opportunity she gets to approach me.I get ready, and the decision to volunteer at the UN seems even more correct with each passing hour, even though I wish I could

Mattia de Luca“How about some wine?” I remember Giulia had bought some.“I brought a dry white and a red, Mattia,” Erick points me to the counter and invites me to join him.I leave a kiss on Alessa's forehead and see her sit next to her friend while I help Erick with the wines.“She insisted on coming, sorry for showing up uninvited like this,” I touch his shoulder and smile.“My daughter is Italian, you'll find out they only leave us alone when they get what they want!” I remember her mother, persuading me.We pour ourselves some wine and head towards the two, who were discussing how Giulia's first shift had been.“You can still back out, Alessa!” I sit behind Alessa and pull her towards me as I hand her a glass.“I've already talked to her about it, Giulia, I think if it's a dream she should pursue it!” I say, taking a sip of the wine.With a good Italian, I appreciate a good wine, and surely, my daughter taught her then-boyfriend which one I would appreciate more.“Dad, the UN is