Don Emilio's Redemption のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

It only took a few seconds for me to melt into his arms. With his hands all over me while he kissed the air out of my lungs, how could I not melt into him?My hands were on his shoulders, roaming his body like my life depended on it. I fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, so I could take it off. I pulled it open roughly, and he shrugged it off.He grabbed the front of my dress and ripped it open, revealing my mismatched bra and panties. But I couldn’t bring myself to care or be embarrassed. I was too busy unbuckling his belt.“Fuck!” He groaned as he grabbed my thighs and pulled me up so my legs were wrapped around his waist.He walked to his balcony and set me down on my feet. I was too busy kissing him anywhere I could to ask what we were doing outside. Palermo was humid, so it wasn’t really cold.In one movement, he snapped my bra open and threw it aside. He ripped my panties off next, leaving me bare. When his hands grazed my pussy, I swear I almost went crazy. It felt so good t

The case Donata had given me would either stamp me as the world’s biggest loser or it would stamp me as one of the best lawyers to make it out of Yale. I worked on it for two nights and then got enough sleep on the third night so that I would be well rested.I put on my best suit for the court session so I would look put together and powerful. I met Lorenzo a couple of times, and I was convinced he was innocent. All I had to do was prove it in a court of law.We met outside the court, shared pleasantries, and walked to the courtroom.I wasn’t supposed to care who was sitting at the prosecution’s table. That was what I told myself as I walked up the courthouse steps, and even in the past two days when I was preparing for the case.Donata had gotten me all the evidence the prosecution had. I had myself convinced that I could face off against anyone.But when I saw who was standing on the prosecution side, my steps faltered and my throat went dry. Tommaso. He was the best at the prosecut

“I heard you won your first case,” Emilio said as he leaned against my door. He was in a gray suit without the jacket, but he had the vest on and a white shirt to match. He didn’t have a tie, and the first few buttons of his shirt were undone.You could see all his tattoos, and even though he was in a suit, he still had the ring on his bottom lip and the ones on his ears. He looked like a classic bad boy who spent daddy’s money.The only difference was that he was a dangerous criminal who slept with a gun under his pillow. I had seen it twice, even though I had never seen him fall asleep. He was always working.The man was currently standing in my office. It was late, and almost everyone was gone. Only a few people were left in the building. I was still scared of being seen with him because my father was the one who put him in jail.And I was being accused of assisting him in escaping from prison.“What are you doing here, Vitale?” I asked him.“I came to see Donata to thank her for wi

I drove angrily to my apartment that day. I ran almost every single red light because I wasn’t thinking about driving. I was still buzzing with anger. I couldn’t calm down no matter how hard I tried.When I got to my apartment, I angrily threw my purse across the room and screamed so loudly I thought the neighbors would hear me. None of it was enough to make me feel better about what had happened.I had told myself that I was going to relax during the brunch and let them talk down to me. And when they were done, I would nod and refuse to do what they asked me to. I didn’t expect to lash out like that.I already knew I would regret what I had done when the alcohol and the anger faded. I paced my living room, wondering if my feelings were valid or if I had crashed out too much in front of my family.My father wouldn’t allow me in his house for a while, and he wouldn’t allow my mother to speak to me either. Not that I would ever feel her absence because her presence in itself faded the m

“Tommaso!” His mother chastised.He shrugged his shoulders and gave me a smug smirk. He was mad that I had embarrassed him in front of my family. But I only stated a fact everyone knew.“I’m not lying. Everyone knows he is working for the woman who defended Emilio.” He doubled down and said.“Is this true?” His father asked.“It is true that I got a job at the law firm where she works. However, I am not working with her. It was an offer I couldn’t reject. I am a businesswoman before I am politically correct. They offered me an office, my own assistant, and a high-profile case. I can’t even get into the salary because it made my eyes widen in surprise.”“She offered you the job because you helped her with—”“Don’t spread lies about me, Tommaso. I am going to tell you this in front of your parents.” I said.“But he is right. Why would Donata Ferri offer you a job, of all people?” His father asked. Like father, like son. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that they were defending on