Vincenzo MorenoI shoved water out of the way as I made a beeline to the other end of the pool. The seventh time I did so. On getting there, I pierced to the surface and slid a hand across my face. A few blinks later, I spotted an object in the sunshade opposite. Dragging my gaze away, I pushed out of the pool.My focus returned to the object; even when a guard brought in my towel, I didn't look away. Drying up, I walked towards the shade. A thought descended from nowhere. A wish. I wished Rina had been here to see me pull myself out of the pool. My dripping body to her full glare. Humour stretched my lips as I imagined how flustered she'd have been. The tray would have slipped from her hold, and she'd work frantically to clear the mess. Then, I'd claim her by the waist and kiss away the embarrassment. When I got to the shade, I picked up the glass of juice with the intention of picking her scent. Though faint, it entranced me. I laid on the lounge, partly sipping the drink and pa

Rina Zante"You don't want to be his maid anymore," the Luna said, more direct than my 'I would like to regain my former position'. "Yes, Luna." "Well, you weren't his maid in the first place. What's going on is a mere play, and I've always been curious about the end." The stretch of silence pulled me to lift my gaze. And there, right before me was a scrutinizing look. I knew I shouldn't avoid eye contact; I couldn't help it. "What happened?"I shook my head. "Nothing at all. I simply would like to resume work as a regular maid.""After all this while, you've suddenly decided to do your job. Rina, do I look stupid?" I took a moment to garner composure before speaking. "There's nothing fishy, Luna. I just want to work like everyone else.""Are you scared of telling on him?" Another sprinkle of silence—which I didn't care to investigate its cause—dropped. "You shouldn't be," Luna's voice finally broke in. "He is my son and I know how difficult he can be. I was the one who employed

Rina ZanteA gentle tap came to my arm, closely followed by a voice."Rina. Wake up." I must have told her I'd wake because she left. Her voice came not long afterwards. Forcing my eyes open."Rina! Get up from that bed now." I heaved off the bed to sit upright, a low grunt leaving my throat. I didn't feel like leaving this bed. Right now, I badly wished I could turn back the hands of time to eight hours ago. "My goodness. You are still sitting there." "It's okay. I'm already getting up." Gosh. Standing up was like hauling an elephant. My entire body seemed to have tripled in size. As though pumps and pumps of liquid lead had been injected into me. I couldn't quite get it—the reason. Yet, I didn't worry much. I did have a heavy dinner, and unwisely very late. Working against the urge to doze off, I turned around and arranged my bed. Along the line, I had an overwhelming sense of presence and upon investigating, I came face-to-face with Mammà's scathing look. She held the glar

Vincenzo Moreno". . .the blast which occurred on Wednesday is said to have claimed lives in the tens. The number, sadly, will likely rise. Currently, the operations of Gaspare Moreno Airways are at a standstill. Investigation is ongoing to break the perpetrators to book."The focus shifted to what used to be one of Padre's babies. The mighty structure had now been reduced to a charred mass, litters of scraps and the color 'ash'. "Many have decried the situation, stating their loved ones were involved. . ."I frowned just as the rest of the words trailed off. A guy then popped up on the screen, his mouth moving,"I can't believe this is happening. The day before, I spoke with my sister's husband, Carl. We had big plans for the trip to Thailand. Now, he is no more. What's even crazier is the fact that I wouldn't have been here speaking to you if not for the stomach bug I had."The reporter carried on, "Many can't bring themselves to speak. The only pointer to their hurt being a downcas

Vincenzo MorenoI knew for a fact I liked Rina. I admired her with every bit of my being. The breath she exhaled—I could comfortably take in. The floor she walked on, a spot my lips could kiss. It beat me how the feelings hadn't died considering I had slept with her. Rather than lose interest and see her as nothing more than a cheap fuck I had at my disposal, I became more drawn to her. More fascinated with her. I couldn't place a finger on the defining feature, but Rina was everything a guy would want in a woman. I threw my closet open and picked up an outfit. Flinging it to the bed, I stood akimbo and stared. I imagined Rina seated here. On the bed, with a magazine in her hand. She looked up from what could be a write-up about Women's Health. Not that I knew what she liked; but she looked like someone who read such. She blessed my sight with a beautiful smile and there I was, crawling close. Going to offer a token of my love to her. It was a kiss motivated by anything but lust.