PIETRO GIACOMETTI
“Boss, she is back.” The good news was reported to me by Finn.
My Peaches was back home, back home to me. I got up from my seat, picking up the glass of wine that was on the stool in front of me.
I walked calmly to my window and stood by it, looking out to the beautiful evening sky.
“It’s such a pretty evening, don’t you think?” I asked.
“It definitely is, boss.” He replied.
“Who is on your mind, if I may ask?”
I chuckled and took a sip of the wine. The sky only looked pretty when I had someone I wanted to kill in mind.
“Dylan Donovic. I was really going to spare him. He was going to be the one person I spare to celebrate Peaches coming back to me. I really didn’t want to kill him, because it might also lead to a bit of a fight between Peaches and I if she ever found out but how long can I hold back killing him when he just won’t stay put?” I chuckled once again before tightening my grip around the wine glass in my hand.
Dylan going to Caily’s workplace to talk to her was way too much freedom than I allowed him to have.
The glass wine in my hand shattered with the pressure of my grip and I just smiled as pieces of the glass stuck into my palm.
“Aaah.” I took in a deep breath, breathing in the fresh air of the evening.
“What do you think? Should I just get rid of him or should I let him be for now?”
“You won’t feel at peace until he is dead, boss.” Finn observed and I chuckled at how right he was. Until Dylan was dead and six feet underneath, I would not feel calm but then there was someone who could always keep me calm, who could keep those urges at bay. Caily.
I reached my other hand to my bleeding palm and pulled out the splinter of glasses in my palm.
“Get me the full information on Dylan Donovic.” I ordered, a grim look on my face.
“Yes, boss. And yes, there’s this obstinate client who really wants to meet you in person.”
“Hmm… Meeting me in person. What cartel? How much is the deal worth?” I questioned, pulling out another splinter from my bleeding
“He is a representative of the Claudery. The deal is worth about half a billion.”
I nodded thoughtfully for a second, a small, indecisive pout pushing on my lips as I thought about it.
“I will still not be taking any business talks for now. If he can’t meet you guys and settle the deal with you, he might as well just forget about the deal and take it somewhere else.” I shrugged my shoulders lightly, dropping another small piece of the broken glass to the floor.
“Yes, boss. I will follow your orders.” Finn obeyed.
I moved back to my seat, walking away from the fresh air of the window. I sat in and picked up my ipad, sending a message to Caily.
I dropped the iPad after sending the message and dropped it beside me. I leaned back and shut my eyes for a brief moment, recalling that moan that had left her lips earlier in the morning.
“Hmm, let’s see what more lovely sounds you make tonight, Peaches.”
CAILY GALILEO
I had just finished taking a bath and had a towel wrapped around my chest, my hair was held in a shower cap and as I sat before the make-up table, I felt my attention being drawn to the fabric on the bed.
I gulped down hard as I took in the sight of red lingerie on my bed.
“Oh god.” I whispered, picking it up and trying to make a disgusted face as I looked at it.
‘Trying’ because the material was super lovely and this could just not be hated.
I dropped it gentler than I intended to and I felt my body quiver with a streak of electricity as I walked over to the bedside table where I was supposed to get the message for whatever was to happen tonight.
I hated the way my body reacted as I picked up the pad and checked the message I had on it.
‘Let’s not tire your fingers out quickly. Let’s use some toys tonight. Wear that and come over.’ The message simply read.
I let out a shuddering breath, dropping the pad on the table gently before dropping myself onto the bed.
Toys. Talking about toys, I had never used one before but I had known from the friends I had made over the years that sex toys were quite good and in varieties. Which one would Pietro be demanding me to use? Would he be the one to use it on me?
Definitely not! Using a toy on me would almost be the same as him touching me and that wasn’t supposed to happen.
I slowly bit down on my lower lip, feeling my stomach did a small flip at the quick visualisation of Pietro holding a toy to my pussy.
My thighs pressed together a little bit more and I gulped down hard. My legs spread out on a bed, his strong hands holding them open as he moves the vibrator closer to my pussy with his cock out of his trousers and bare to my sight.
Heavens! That hard, thick cock that I saw the other night with….
“Stop messing with my head” I turned and buried my face in the pillow, grumbling.
“It’s just another session. It will be over and even if I make some stupid noises and do stupid things, I still would not give Pietro all the satisfaction he wants. Never.”