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THE PAST PIETRO GIACOMETTI "I hate you. Read my lips… I hate you so much and I will never ever... never forgive you!” Those words, that teary face stained with blood from me holding her face, that sadness and anger, that hatred. All that kept me up the entire night. She had said all those words to me and she had called me a monster. My Peaches had looked at me and she had seen a monster. She had not seen that human she always wanted to be around, she had not seen a man who would always be standing by her side. All she had seen was a monster she wanted to flee away from. And I should let her. I should let Caily run far away from me so that I would never have to see her in tears like that again. I should let her go away from me so that this obsession for her, this need for her could at least die down but I could not. I could not let her run away from me because my need for her could never die down. She would come to understand my actions and she would take back her words about

PIETRO GIACOMETTI Fuck. Why had I brought my phone along with me? Why had I received this text in this moment? It would have been satisfying to take the bastard out of my way permanently over this hassle. She can't come stay with me because she has a boyfriend but she'd definitely come over when her boyfriend gets missing under very mysterious circumstances, wouldn't she? I could have gotten the bastard out of the way a while back but I had been keeping a check on myself. A check not to slaughter any of the people around Caily. I didn't want her pretty face getting pulled into a deep frown of anger if she finds out that I killed a few people around her. But her boyfriend... I could have made this one exception and gotten rid of him very quietly, so quietly that Caily would never even realise that he was gone. But this text from her... "Fine, let's not ruin things because of this urge to see little Dylan torn apart into several pieces. I still have quite a few to tear

PIETRO GIACOMETTI In this moment, it felt like a ray of sunshine was standing right before me. It had been eight years, nine months, 14 days and seven hours since we had last been this close, since we had stood in the same room together, looking at each other. All these years I had been watching her from afar and although I could see her, she never saw me, she never looked at me and these pretty, bluish eyes of hers never looked in mine like she was doing right now. I picked one of the bouquets of tulips beside me and got up to my feet. I watched as her gaze followed my movement, an action that had her looking up at me. She hadn't grown much taller than the last time I held her close. I wanted to hold her in this moment, hold her fucking tightly and breathe her in, hear her voice and feel her skin brush against me. I wanted every part of her that made her Caily, that made her Peaches. I walked up to her as she remained stunned in the middle of the room. Stopping in front of her,

CAILY GALILEO Long, harsh fingers grabbed my thighs and spread my open as I gasped softly, opening my eyes at the sudden parting of my legs. "Look at me." Pietro ordered, his voice deep and hot just like that other night on the phone. It was that voice that I could not will myself to disobey. I let out a muffled moan at how firmly he was holding my thighs open, as I looked at him with his face in between my thighs. He kept our gaze locked as he pressed his lips to my thighs, kissing my inner thighs. I couldn't help but roll my hips from the sensation as he kissed my inner thighs, looking at me with those piercing eyes of his. My body bucked slightly as I felt his hot and wet tongue circle my thigh in a way that was pleasurable and yet teasing. Teasing, because my pussy wanted that tongue circling it way more than my thighs could ever want that!My body tingled and I could feel the moistness of my panties. Each touch of his lips on my thighs made my body tremble and made my nipple

CAILY GALILEO I pulled the lacy coat off a bit slowly, putting on a look I knew was seductive. It was the popular seductive look that I had learnt easily from a few magazines. As the soft lace dropped to the floor beneath me, I could see Pietro's eyes dilate a bit. He swallowed hard, an action that made his adam's apple bob almost sexily. Almost. Every action of the man standing before me would be termed hot to every other person in the world. Even his inaction was sexy, but not to me. He would always be an 'almost' for me because I knew exactly what he was. A monster."Peaches, go on." his voice was coarse, deep and it made my breathing quicken as if it was the most natural thing to occur. I could feel my breathing getting heavier as I stood in front of him, dressed in just this sexy lingerie and nothing more. My heart was pounding hard and there was this...No, I will say nothing about this sick feeling. 'This is a job. For Aunt Mandy. For Aunt Mandy' I repeated the words in