Ginevra Not feeling quite ready to face him, I decide to make up an excuse to distance myself from the group composed of my grandfather, my father, my brother as well as our lawyers. As we are walking into the gigantesque skyscraper of the Capolettis, I already feel my heartbeat increasing. My throat gets extremely dry, and I fear that I would empty my stomach on the shiny floor if I wasn’t to get some water soon. At least it wouldn’t take them much to clean it up. As my brother nears the reception desk and asks for Ruggerio Capoletti, I feel like I’m not getting enough air. I try to breathe steadily to calm myself down, but it just increases my feeling of suffocating slowly. Why didn’t I stay at home as I was supposed to? The last days had been exhausting. While I had tried to avoid as many people as possible and even got my grandmother to believe that I was feeling unwell, I had to go on the stupid dates with Tommaso regardless of how I said I was feeling. The evenings with him

Ruggerio   “My apologies, gentlemen.” I walk into the meeting room with fast steps and sit down. “There was a problem with the elevators.” Ignoring the murmuring of the Monteccos, I take my seat between Frank and Blake. I blend out the reprimanding comment of my father and turn myself to Federico to discuss the last issues on a few clauses. The elders are soon rumbling on the sides while Federico, Frank and I go over the blueprints with our lawyers. After a good hour, I finally put my signature next to Federico’s and offer to celebrate this with a glass of good champagne, but Federico politely declines the offer under the pressure exerted by his kin. Alright for me. While I am about to accompany the men out, I overhear Ginevra’s father talking to Federico in hushed voices. I smirk to myself as he apparently worries about where his daughter might have been the entire time. “She told you, she was feeling u

Ginevra “I- I just want you.” I stand rooted in my spot as my life flashes before my eyes at the sequence of the surveillance camera playing on my phone. I stare at my screen incredulously, my hand covering my mouth, a small sob stuck in my throat. Only as someone bumps into me, do I get dragged out of my panicky episode. I realize that I’m standing in a busy street with people streaming past me. I can hear them cussing me out as my AirPods are not playing my sultry whisper anymore. Taking another breath, I try to move from the spot I have been frozen to, but there is no avail.I’m so dead. I close my eyes and the message of Ruggerio that accompanied the video appears before my inner eye.“You promised! Now, I’m coming to get you.”Feeling myself nearing a panic attack, I start taking slow breaths. But my blood pumps so loudly through my body that it

Ginevra It takes me a good while to fall asleep. I keep turning on how good of an idea it was to provoke him. I wrote just one sentence that went with my wet panties. Why does it take you so long to get me? My heart beats faster at the sole thought of it. I thought I was so sexy and that everything would be so prickling. But damn. The fire I was playing with was definitively too hot for me. Startling awake in the middle of the night, I groan, checking the time on my phone. It’s past 3 o’clock in the morning and I let myself slump back into my bed. I must have fallen asleep while overthinking. The moment my brain grasps the situation fully, I notice that there is a reason why I startled awake at this time of night. My breath hitches in my throat as I recognize someone standing in my room, watching me. The panicky feeling doesn’t hold on long as I recognize Ruggerio nearly immediately. “Oh my-. You scared me.” I sit up in my bed, holding my hand to my chest. “How did you get i

Ginevra He stays incredibly close to me, his breath fanning my skin as he observes me meticulously. I feel myself melting as I unclasp my bra with shaky hands, hypnotized by his gaze. He follows my every move while I slip my bra off and I hear him breathing in sharply as I hook my thumbs into the border of my panties and pull them down, enjoying his eagerness fully. As I stand before him completely exposed, he takes a deep breath, closing his eyes for a second. His piercing blue eyes lock with mine again, having my heart skip a beat. “How many times do I have to show you what you really desire?” I smile innocently as I look at him through the mirror. “Apparently, endlessly.” Finally, his cold expression morphs into a sly grin. His lips descend on my yearning skin, covering my neck and shoulders with featherlight kisses and I close my eyes, enjoying them fully. I feel him wrap his arms around me, moving his fingers up my stomach, grabbing my breasts gently. “Don’t close your eyes