Present
September 2016
His hoarse voice made my body come alive.
It was as if I activated the muscle memory that had been dormant, waiting for the only man who could make me vibrate. So, I took all the muster of my willpower not to give in to it, to remind myself that what Luc was doing to me was a humiliation.
That's why I didn't hesitate to turn things around.
"As you like, Mr. Basciano.
He sat up in bed, with a cretino's expression to watch the spectacle.
I smiled with amusement, took off my jacket and then his expression changed to an indecipherable one that I couldn't understand clearly. That made me almost faint before his gray eyes, before his perfect features that reflected expressions of longing that I instantly hated.
I let go of the garment with some anger, pulled down my skirt gently, so blatantly that I could see a trace of annoyance in Luc. That prompted me to be more daring, I opened my top freeing my breasts and seeing that Luc's interest shamelessly I threw it in his face with malice.
I slowly took off my boots, then the thong I was carrying, and smiled at him in a clear challenge.
"What do you want me to do to you?"
"You know, you can be a torturing little thing..."
Luc got up with, crept up and grabbed my blonde hair devotedly.
"Do you really think I could torture someone?" I asked innocently.
"I don't think so, Emma, I'm quite sure of that.
"Yes, you say so..."
Then he gently grabbed the back of my neck and looked me in the eyes without fear.
"You're very bad, princess.
It was the second time I'd said the damn nickname and I hated it.
"I'm not bad, I'm just a whore," I had the audacity to lick her chin, "so tell me what you want me to do to you."
At that moment he let go of me.
Despite having me before him as God brought me into the world, he just ignored that and gave me a sweet kiss on the forehead that killed the whole atmosphere.
"We'll just sleep, Emma," he said so grimly that it shook me.
He dodged me by getting up and heading to the bathroom as if he couldn't bear to be there, in that ungainly accident we were together. I followed him with my eyes, not understanding that for the first time I had been rejected.
For a woman who lived off the attention of men, that was a straight kick in my armor.
"This is unbelievable...”
I dressed comfortably, waited for her to come out of the damn bathroom, and went inside to take a shower, remove my makeup, and be ready for bed. When I returned, he was already on his side of the bed, pretty much on the sidelines of everything, so I followed his lead, lying at the other end, as far away from him as I could.
The problem was that she was too tense, so tense for him to notice.
"Don't worry, Emma, you don't have to be tense..."
"Don't worry Mr. Basciano, I do what I am asked to do, and if you want to sleep with me, you will sleep with me."
"I hope you don't leave while I'm sleeping, Emma.
"Why should I leave if he hasn't even consumed?"
The question didn't come out with malice, it was very genuine.
"Believe it or not, Emma, I didn't bring you with me to consume you.
He was far from that, so I refrained from saying four swear words to him.
I just closed my eyes and called for calm, tranquility so that I could get some sleep, only it was practically impossible for him. The warmth that Luc emanated reminded me of moments that I had imprisoned in a dark corner of the back of my mind.
It was a torture that made the environment feel alive.
A few minutes later I heard a soft sigh, I closed my eyes so I couldn't see anything, but the damn tears won the battle.
"I hope I never see you again."
I woke up with mixed feelings.
I couldn't sleep well, it was difficult for me to be in the same bed as him, as much as the fact that at that moment the man I hated was getting an erection.
The funny thing is that a lot of things in him changed, except for the damn morning erection.
That led me to moments where that erection made me happy and the thread of those thoughts somehow turned me on like I had never been turned on in years. That's why I closed my eyes tightly, then rolled over in an attempt to fall asleep and remind myself how much I hated this man.
"Are you curious?"
"I don't know what you're talking about..."
"I felt you awake, but I pretended to be asleep to see what the hell you were doing, so all I noticed was that you were watching me. That's why I ask you again, are you curious, Emma?
I turned to look him in the eye angrily.
"Why was I curious about you, Mr. Basciano?"
"Something tells me it's something you have to answer, though," he quickly put me on my back, making me gasp, and climbed on top of me, "it's something I'm going to explode."
Without further ado, Luc kissed me.
That kiss was like an explosion of colors.
For a moment I forgot everything and surrendered to the fact that I was feeling something that I hadn't felt for a long time, that it felt as alive as it hadn't been in years.
The sensation of that tongue running through the recesses of my mouth was like feeling paradise itself. The reality was suffocating, but they were enjoying omitting it.
For a moment we were back to being the young people in love, the fools who let themselves be carried away by passion, those who let off steam madly, who explored themselves to the point of losing track of time and who only overflowed into each other's arms.
I moaned with pleasure as he began to rub against me, stimulating me in such a way that I felt the fire running through my strangers exquisitely. That's why I was so bold as to go straight to take her member, which made Luc stop the kiss, then she looked at me with such longing that I knew I had screwed up.
"Shit, this is wrong.”
I couldn't help but say those words.
And it was the very thing that made him walk away too quickly to go straight to the bathroom, without even saying anything else.
"I screwed up, oh my God..."
I sat up in bed, my breath ragged.
I pondered for a few seconds before the rage brought some common sense back.
"Why should I feel bad for a guy who not only cheated on me, but left me stranded at the worst time of my life?" No... What that deserves is my contempt.”
The best thing I could do was to use the fever to my advantage, I knew that just as he had an effect on me, I had a great effect on Luc. With that in mind, I grabbed my things and waited for him to come out of the bathroom to settle in.
He ignored me and I decided to smile sarcastically.
He was too much of an imbecile, the wretched one.
I finished my business quickly and, on my way, out, the smell of fruit, coffee and cakes flooded my nostrils, which slowed me down enough not to send it all down the drain. If there's one thing I'd learned, after going hungry in hard times, it was that food always won.
"I ordered breakfast, you must be hungry so help yourself if you feel like it."
Luc's offer was nothing more than an olive branch.
I helped myself to a little bit of everything, indulged myself without taking it into account and when I was satisfied, I left the empty plate in the cart.
This is the time, now or never Emma, she thought gracefully to get me out of that mess.
"When do you want me to do my job?" I asked with a hateful grin.
“Do you have a preference with hours?”
"You know I can do it at any time of the day," Luc said with an arrogant smile. It seems that you are the one who wants to start executing your arts and you have barely finished eating.
He had hit the nail on the head.
"Eating isn't a problem about it..." But really, I hope he tells me what he needs from me.
He took his time to think about a moment that seemed eternal. Let's see how true are the recommendations I received from you... What do you do with that beautiful mouth that God gave you?
He's a bastard.
I controlled my reaction to sending him to hell with all his stupid money, while shivers ran through my body because of his words spoken in a bitter tone. I knew where the problem was coming from: that I had denied him oral sex when we were together.
He wanted a lesson; I was going to teach him a lesson that would make him squirm.
"Okay," I said as I reached for a ponytail and pulled into a high bun, "let's make every damn penny worth it.”
PresentSeptember 2016I gave boldness to my desire to make him swallow his words.I set out to make the same journey with greater ease and seduction than the night before, with an optimism based on driving him crazy, and I noticed that he liked what he saw, that, in spite of everything, he was as attracted to me as he had been in the past.I smiled slyly, crouched down like a panther, and walked over to the corner of the bed to turn it on more than it already was.He appreciated me with a different look, a raw, naked look and I could feel the growing bulge in his pants that gave me the answers I was looking for. I licked my lips to tease him more than usual.It was a delight to see him like that.I sat on my knees as I reached him and ran my hands down his legs to stimulate him, giving an alluring touch to the moment that he couldn't help. I didn't take my eyes off his face for anything in the world, I unzipped his pants and put my hand in to stimulate what he had caused.He let his
Present September 2016 I didn't see him coming, so I took a deep breath and answered him with annoyance. "That's none of my clients' business.” "I'm glad I'm no longer your customer!" He replied, handing me an envelope. “Here's your payment. Thank you for your service!” He bowed theatrically, a clear mockery that infuriated me. "You're welcome," I replied sharply, grabbed my things and left the room without looking back. What the hell did the think he was? It was too much for me at the time. I walked down the hall and down the stairs in a hurry that surprised me. I wasn't the fastest woman in the world, so you could tell I wanted to fly to the farthest place ever. I felt like I was a hallucination and that damn night was just a bad dream, some kind of nightmare that got the hang of it all when the realization of it all hit me hard. I had seen the only man who can love become a filthy rich billionaire capable of fulfilling his damn whims at my expense; He was a man I didn't
PresentSeptember 2016I didn't get rid of the check like I thought I would.The desire to break it into pieces was what was left over, however, I used it in something that really needed it: the women's shelter.This was my secret, my hidden place to help all the women like me who had difficult times, had to flee far away and had to stop being themselves to become someone else.The girls helped me with the shelter, so when I collected the money on Monday and sent it to the association, not only was there a party and happiness, but the green light was given to the project to expand it."I'm so grateful, Emma, you've been an angel to these women," Principal Chan told me."Just pretend it was someone else.”"It will be impossible, but I think I can help you with something.”She turned to look for some papers, so I frowned."What would it be?""I heard you're really into photography and were looking to specialize in photography, so I think you might be interested in this," he said before
PresentSeptember 2016Friday had arrived faster than I wanted and by the end of the night my phone rang for a message from an unknown number.I'm outside, get out before I'm forced to go in and get you. "You bastard," I blurted out as I read.It was obvious that he went to make sure that I wouldn't play one of my games to leave him standing, which not only spoke to the twistedness of the matter, but the control he had over me.He can't stop me from feeling bad."It's just another customer”.I said to myself like a mantra to remind myself that Luc couldn't affect me any more than I let him, so before I opened the door I put on a fake smile.He was leaning back in his spectacular car, and I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of how those dark jeans looked, how well the white shirt with the top buttons open and showing some of his tanned skin fitted, as well as the jacket that clung to his arms in a way that highlighted his worked muscles. The whole bearing was of a mature man, of a man
PresentSeptember 2016What started at the table made its way through the living room, the stairs and the furniture.Luc marked me wherever he wanted, as much as he wanted and he always did it looking me in the face, without letting go of the fact that he was the one who did it and that, whether I liked it or not, I wasn't enjoying it like I had ever until we had dinner."I never imagined we'd be this unstoppable, Emma." I stopped chewing as I listened to him talk. “My fantasies fall short.”"Well, are you pleased with the service, or are there more fantasies you want to explore? After all, it was your money that bought me.”At my monotone response, he looked at me as if he understood for the first time, since our reunion, that I was a different person and that I wasn't going to give in, so he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut after that.He didn't say anything else; he didn't want to go on, he just guided me to his room.The surprising thing when I walked in was that it bore a
Part II. The BeginningPastApril 2009 "Your mother killed herself.”Those aren't the words you want to hear as you come home from taking a calculus test at the end of a difficult day at the distinguished elite high school you attend at.Actually, I never expected anything from my family, not when it didn't function as a proper family set, however, hearing it from my neglected father when my little sister was in shock, was not what I thought would happen.Everything had turned into a mess in a matter of hours.I was supposed to do my usual role as a caregiver, I never expected to have to manage a loss like that. At the time, he was just another kid waiting for his mother, a woman diagnosed with bipolar disorder type two, to come in and finish off the bad joke.I couldn't believe it.I opened my mouth from the impact, about to say something stupid, but the hard look of Matteo Basciano, my father, was enough for me to even say anything. So, I turned my attention to my sister and went i
PastApril 2009 Days after burying our mother in the family crypt, we went with Grandpa to visit her. We were sitting on some blankets that Giulia arranged so that we could have a picnic, something that surprised us because she felt completely disturbed, so much so that the doctor prescribed some tranquilizers. Faced with that, Adriano had the brilliant idea that a season locked up in a mental nursing home would do him good to overcome the trauma and Enzo almost pulled his teeth.It was my grandfather who calmed the waters and had a private meeting with my father and older brother. That's why I realized that whatever Grandpa would tell us wouldn't be a simple thing."Now they don't have their mother, and they have to be strong together, more than ever, at least until I figure things out," he said earnestly. “They have to be strong, hold on until their father arrives and if something happens, they need to get back to me as soon as possible.”"Thank you, old man," Enzo replied calmly,
PastApril 2009 After the scene with Mr. Russo, my father didn't come to me like I thought he would. Honestly, I thought his response would be to crucify me, but he just went on to ignore me which was generally excellent, yet meant the calm before the storm.Hadrian looked at me with suppressed rage, an almost blinding rage that meant revenge, but I didn't understand why marriage was more important to him, what it might or might not mean in his scheme of things in his head.I wasn't on a mission to understand my cruel elder brother.I had enough on my plate with an absent mother, a controlling father, a sister on the verge of mental breakdown, and a brother capable of going to war, while Grandpa fought our battles. It was too much to worry about my father's importance to a marriage I never asked for.So, I took advantage of the fact that I had the last free hour to go to the Central Library to do some research. If Matteo Basciano found out that he had done extensive searches on Mr. R