I'm just a man, I'm just flesh and blood
I can't redo everything I've done
And now there's no one left to love
I'm used to the dark, I'm used to the dark
Used To The Darkness - Des Rocs.
Giacomo
Three days ago Hunter went to the apartment and so far he hasn't come back, he just called saying he needed to solve some issues, which aroused my curiosity, after all, it's usually Jack who disappears. In fact, I haven't seen him since last week when he declared, "if I have to get married, then I'm going to enjoy my last single moments in a dignified way".
My pissed off brother must be in some whorehouse or freaking out some poor thing, I watched the redhead between my legs with her mouth full trying to do her best, the problems of the last month have taken away my pleasure.
I leaned my head on the black leather couch, reaching for my red hair, squeezing it so the secretary of the month could distract my mind, I rolled my eyes feeling his tongue go through a vein.
“Someone's knocking on the door. - Smiling the girl took her mouth off my cock.
“Go on,” I stated, watching her lick my cock with a popsicle.
It must be Hunter who despite his good-guy face is way worse than Jack, I heard the knock on the door again.
- Come in - I yelled pulling the redhead's hair for her to swallow the 23 cm choking.
I heard the sound of the door opening and what surprised me was the scream, with curious eyes and paralyzed looking at the choking woman, Giulia raised her reddened face, turning right away.
"Please Giacomo, finish what you're doing." He spoke from behind.
The perky ass highlighted by the flowered dress and the golden heels showing off her toned legs was the incentive the redhead had been trying to give me for the last fifteen minutes, holding her hair tightly, I stocked it in her mouth looking at Giulia's ass, gritting her teeth to contain a grunt making the bitch wedge with jets of cum.
Breathless, she raised her head, and I dismissed her without caring at all for the hurt look, getting up from the couch I walked to the bathroom on the other side of the large office with a huge glass wall with the perfect view of New York from the 23rd floor. of the Costellos' legal company building.
"You can get by, Giulia," I said, looking at the reflection in the mirror in the black bathroom.
Unshaven and straightening my blue tie a little crooked, in the gray suit I dried my hands on the white towel embroidered in golden tones. I ran my left hand over my hair, returning to the spacious room, finding it safer to use the glass table as a support to try to control the need to advance on the woman.
I met her apprehensive blue gaze with white cheeks filled with a flushed red, the flowered dress falling perfectly on her slender and petite body, not even with heels she can't reach 170cm. Which only makes her more perfect, without holding my gaze, she held the bag like a lifesaver opening and removing a small rectangular velvet box, I understood the reason for the unexpected visit and even so, I decided to wait for her words.
- I came to return this - He spoke in a firm tone, still not meeting my face stretching his thin arm with the small nails painted in a light white.
Without protesting, I walked over, picking up the box, opening it and finding the small bracelet studded with delicate blue diamonds. I went to a jewelry store a couple of days ago just to find something to match her delicacy.
I took the thin bracelet out of the box without resisting and threw the box over my shoulder, his expression of disbelief was perfect for the next step, I covered the distance between us with two long strides, his gaze darted from the thrown box to my face, I pulled the small arm with some resistance, feeling the shudder of its skin under my fingers as I put the bracelet and close it on your wrist, leaving no room for any dispute.
- I can't accept it - She huffed trying to get her fist out of my touch, which didn't help - Stop it Giacomo.
— With what specifically? - I replied pulling her so I could have her a little closer.
— To send flowers and gifts. - He spoke firmly, his cheeks reddening more.
“That bracelet doesn't match a single fraction of your beauty, Giulia. - I smiled seeing his face getting more and more red - Also, why can't I send you flowers? – I asked even knowing the answer.
Her eyes searched for anything but mine, taking a deep breath she lifted her head.
"Are you making everyone think you're interested in marrying me?" – He snorted.
"And why wouldn't you be interested?" I arched an eyebrow, feigning false ignorance.
“Your secretary had her mouth on yours… you know, and my brothers wouldn't allow it.
“I'm not worried about them Giulia.” I ran my hand along her hip, placing her against my body, her eyes widening over her thick, heavy lashes highlighting her red cheeks. - But I would like to know what I need for you to want to marry me - Pretentious I tucked a strand of blond hair behind her ear.
Ignoring his attempt to pull away and enjoying every second I imagined I'd had in the last few years.
"How can you say you want to marry me if you were with...
I cut her off pushing her towards the wall beside the wooden door, not giving her time to react, leaving her trapped between my arms and the wall, her look of fear almost took my concentration away.
“I can fire that secretary and hire a fifty-year-old old lady if you'll marry me. - I replied feeling his breath hitched.
His delicate hands trying to put some pressure against my chest, giving up, he sighed looking up.
“My brothers will never accept.
"They don't have to, Bella." I took my left hand off the wall, running my knuckle over her cheek, watching her sigh as she received the affection. - I just want your acceptance.
I let the truth show in my eyes, despite having to close the marriage agreement Giulia would never be just an agreement, she is the woman of my dreams and if there is anything I would always be grateful to my sister, it is for having created the possibility of this marriage .
Even though I know that in the last few days, Don Sartori has been testing my loyalty, I still have to wait for the most opportune moment to ask his permission.
— What good is my acceptance, if the decision belongs to Giovani and Vicenzo? - She snorted and I watched her look of sadness - I'll never end up getting married.
“With the Don's blessing they will have to accept it.” I smiled, watching his gaze widen, I would give all my fortune to find out his thoughts. - If when he goes to talk to his brothers, you say that you accept, they will be obliged to have me as a brother-in-law. “The thought of torturing them both with my presence is just extra fuel.
I opened my hand caressing her cheek more, her eyes closing taking away the glint of fear, the soft sigh filled my chest, for a moment I wanted to get married as soon as possible just to have the pleasure of having her like this.
— Giacomo — His eyes opened — Why now?
“Because now I can be worthy of you. - Her eyes widened, I lifted my thumb caressing her lower lip to interrupt the answer - Bella, I'm not a prince charming, but I can promise you to be a good husband and still save you from having to spend the rest of your life in that house with your friends. brothers.
I realized I'd hit the right spot, seeing doubt run through her iris and her expressive face getting caught in some thought. I took a deep breath ready to say no and as I inhaled her sweet scent, I felt myself lose control.
"Can I kiss you, Bella?" – I asked, bringing our noses together, making a slow caress, her skin prickling, proving that I'm not the only one affected.
“You're looking for trouble.” She didn't deny the request, which made my smile widen.
“For you, anything mia bella.” I lifted her chin, placing my right hand on her hip, getting hard just from the proximity of our bodies. “You didn't deny my request, Bella.