Luigi Gif Novels & Stories

*** Once we got back to the resort patio, Luigi was already striding toward me like I'd been gone a century. "Where'd you go for so long? I was just about to look for you," he asked, his tone light but his eyes sharp, scanning me like he could tell something was off. I smiled, lifting the small bowl of grapes I'd grabbed from a fruit stand along the path. "Just picking up fruit," I said, plucking one and pressing it between his lips. He ate it without breaking eye contact. Behind us, I heard Leo's chair scrape against the deck. He stood and walked over, Anna trailing behind him, her fake resort smile slipping the moment she saw Luigi and me.

[he just came to say hi]. Despite my furious self, I found I spoke calmly. "So what do you rather I did?" "I don't know. Not charge at him?" "Hmm." I raised my brows in feigned surprise. "Says the guy whose bitch yells other guys' names as they fuck." Luigi's expression was first that of surprise, then gradually it was reduced to a frown. He dropped his fork and grabbed his bag. Without passing me any more glances, he left. Michele tried to stop him, but he couldn't be consoled. Looking away from Luigi's retreating form, I met Michele's scowl.

Luigi's eyes darkened at my bold touch, and his Adam's apple bobbed. In response and as a form of teasing, Luigi squeezed some shower gel and meticulously rubbed rich lather onto my smooth back. Then, he mischievously scooped up a ball of white foam with his finger and gently dabbed it on my nose and cheeks, like frosting a cake, causing me to giggle.

Just then, the front door swung open, and there stood Luigi, his infectious grin making me smile. He was dressed casually in jeans and a black hoodie. Moments later, a man, whom I presumed was his father, came up behind him. He gazed at me as if he already knew me. “Summer,” Luigi called, pulling my attention back to him. “What are you doing over there?” He jogged down the steps, high-fiving Tristan, who giggled in response. “What’s up, little man?” Luigi turned to face his dad. “Dad, this is Tashir and her boy Tristan. Guys, that’s my father, Dan.”

" Can I help you? " " Yes, my name is Michelangelo . Me and my wife had a fight and I did something that I shouldn't have and long story short she hears so would it be possible if I can see her because I know that she's in here my phone tracked her down to here and the tracking devices that I use state-of-the-art so if you seen my wife or if you run into her when she came to you for help please can I see her. " " Oh you are Angelo Luca, one of the Luca twins, where is Luigi ? "

, I speak in a threatening tone and he doesn't take me seriously, although he feigns fear just to please me. In the meantime Luigi walks away, a man arrives and his gaze is one of urgency, looking for something or someone. However, when his eyes come across my image, he reacts as if he has seen a ghost. And curiously, his expression is familiar to me. Where I would have seen him, I do not know. I only know the men who work with my father and half a dozen clients. “ Who is he?”, I ask Luigi upon his return with two mandarinettos in hand.

she said and reminded me that she would go first so that we would not be noticed. I was just shaken as I got into the car. Let’s just see if they aren’t surprised when I come back again. Travis Point of View From my seat, I could clearly see the clustered employee as they forced Luigi to come down. He said he planned to commit suicide when I did not show up. "Tell Travis I'm going to kill myself if he doesn't show up today!" Luigi's shout frightened the other employees. I took a good look at Luigi and from what I could see he really had no plans to jump. He's scared of heights afterall.

It was annoying at times, but it was easy to take advantage of it sometimes. Not expecting it, Luigi quickly took a step back. I chuckled quietly, taking another step forward, smiling to myself when Luigi stood firmly where he was. I stopped when both our toes were touching. Other men were also working out around us, but I didn't pay much attention to them as I went on with my plan. I looked up at Luigi, batting my lashes as I pouted at him. "Please." As expected, his eyes dropped to my breasts and he swallowed. His loyalty to his boss must've been strong though, because he averted his eyes, taking a step back. "I can't go against Alessandro's orders."

Luigi pulled up at the side and greeted me, “Welcome, Signora. I thought I was supposed to pick you from the restaurant, not the library.” “Well, I had some books I wanted to return,” I lied, entering the back seat. I dropped my bag beside me as I asked him, “How's your work going? Did you see Leonardo today?” Luigi paused as he stared at me through the rearview mirror, “Yes, I did. He also asked me how you were doing and told me to keep a close eye on you.” My heart raced under my chest as I pressed on, “Is that all he said? He didn't say anything else?”