Chapter 145 Groundbreaking Sex

Chapter 145 Groundbreaking Sex

Trina's POV

Giovanni drove us to the place. It wasn't so far from the city, but it was a terrifying bar. It reeked, alright?

He made a suggestion for us to go in differently, get drinks and just watch, not stay together, and I agreed, so I walked in first, did as planned, and he walked in minutes after, staying at a different place.

Two minutes in, and I had already turned down two men. They were simply disgusting, aggressive too. Believe me when I say these men smelled like they hadn't showered in days.

There was a drug deal happening that day I needed to kill the target, so I needed to map out the area, and these bastards were simply not making it easy for me.

I locked eyes with Giovanni a couple times as he sat. He wasn't entertaining the stupid girls flocking around him at all. I should do better. I shouldn't answer them.

If only it was that easy. Men won't leave you alone. They kept harassing me, and at one point Giovanni just came and sat down.

“God, I can't. Enough with that.” He groaned, sipping his drink instead of gulping it. I smiled, feeling safe, but if he remained here, I definitely wouldn't be.

“But you're not supposed to be here.”

“Relax, we'll be fine.”

Another man came for me, tapping me inappropriately. Giovanni was immediately interested in stepping in, but I declined. I can take care of myself.

“No, I can handle it.” The man didn't take it lightly, which is ridiculous. He thought I was insulting him. He thought right.

“Handle what? You tiny wench.” He was about to actually hit me, smelling like cigarettes, but Giovanni stopped him, glaring hard at him.

“Do you not see me here with her?” Giovanni was losing it.

“Hey! Just let him touch me again!” I waited patiently, my fist around that glass almost squeezing into it. I dared that man touch me again.

“What are you going to do, there–”

He touched me, and I struck, damning the consequences.

I smashed my beer glass against his face, his nose as ferocious as possible with enough impact, the glass shattered, his nose too. The glass shards were everywhere, and all eyes were on us.

Nico told me not to attract attention but it's really not my fault that attention was obsessed with me.

“You!” He screamed, trying to hurt me. I didn't need Giovanni to save me. For once I wanted to violently beat up a man and show him that women were not objects for abuse. I got on top of the table, and Giovanni watched since I told him to stay away, then I jumped on top of the man.

Nobody even bothered to separate us, apparently they all despised the crazy asshole. I didn't spare him. I punched his face in, and I stomped on him mercilessly until he was unrecognizable before Giovanni dragged me off him. He severed his nose completely, and we both walked out with our head held high.

Well, that was a success in my book. I beat up a man and the area was successfully mapped.

Giovanni drove me straight home, and he kept telling me how proud of me he was as he dropped me in the bath. I was a bit bloody.

I washed up properly, coming out to meet Giovanni looking around my room. This time around, a smile curled up my lips.

At least I had a clean room. He noticed me, completely naked.

“You're out.”

I nodded, about to get clean clothes, ogling at my man, but he stopped me, pulling me back.

“I'm hungry. I'm so hungry. I can't let you rest. Go lie down for me.”

I wore a smile on my face. Imagine not being wanted by your boyfriend all the time. Too bad I can't relate. I don't really initiate our sexual moments but I didn't need to. He was always more hungry than I was.

Acting like an obedient girlfriend, I took myself to the bed and laid down.

“Spread your legs.”

He demanded, taking off all his clothes as fast as he could

I spread my legs wide. I was so horny I couldn't breathe. My clit ached in anticipation.

He got naked, taking a stroll to the bed, biting his lips in a way that seduced me and aggressively stroking his cock, grunting here and there like a wounded animal. It was all the stimulation I needed to soak the bed with my arousal.

Finally he reached the bed and climbed on top of me, settling himself in between my legs.

He immediately lowered himself, made himself comfortable, and he covered a nipple with his wet mouth and began to suck, while pinching the other.

I just shut my eyes, letting the moans slip out of me, louder and louder as he took me to hell and back.

“You know, you were so hot today, doing those hot stuff.” He moaned, driving me insane.

“Thank you.” I let out manageably.

“You're still hot.” I had no idea how or when it happened, but two of Giovanni's fingers were suddenly deep inside me.

I let out a loud scream.

“God, fuck! It hurts so good!”

“Yeah?”

He rubbed low circles, round and round he went, torturously slow, sucking my tits even harder. He had plans to ruin my life.

He fucked me senseless with his fingers until I saw stars, until nothing made sense. He was brutal.

“Damn baby, we're going to scatter your bed, and you had just gotten around to organizing.”

He complained, removing his mouth from my tits and replacing both with my hands, heading lower, pulling out his fingers. I didn't even notice. He knew how to suck a nipple well.

“I know, it sucks–fuck!” I felt the first swipe of his tongue against my clit, sucking and licking from top to bottom like I was ice cream.

He was tortuously slow at first then he increased pacing, only going faster and faster, sucking harder and harder until I couldn't take it anymore.

I wailed, trying to get him away from me but apparently, that wasn't happening.

He sucked my cunt into his mouth whole, and he ate me out until I came apart, spasming like crazy.

After I came, he climbed on top of me this time.

“Ready? Wanna fuck you baby.”

I nodded my head, my eyes gleaming with excitement, the only indication that I was still alive. He had his ways of weakening my soul, at the same time making me want more.

He brutally fucked me for an hour, until I was well passed out on the bed. I fluttered my eyes shut in contentment, so happy.

When I woke up hours later, well washed, he had set dinner, and he fed me in bed till my stomach filled up.

I noticed that he had made himself comfortable, and it was already nighttime, so I asked the obvious question.

“Are you sleeping here?”

“Yes. Except you want me to leave?” With the way he was looking at me, he would've killed himself if I said I wanted him gone. What did I do to deserve such a man? Why am I the luckiest girl in the world?

“No, I like that you're here.” I crawled onto his lap and we put on a movie, cozying up, satisfied and happy.

Halfway through the movie, he cleared his throat as though he was nervous, then he asked me a question that shocked me.

“How do you see marriage?”

“Me? Marriage?” He nodded his head.

“I don't know. I've seen Nico’s, I've seen Matteo's. Doesn't look so bad. They are taking good care of their wives and I can see a happy situation in both their marriages.”

I shrugged my shoulders, still shocked because why ask me that?

He just smiled.

“I would like to marry you, you know.”

He dropped the bomb, and my heart did a thing where it leapt for joy. I was bursting with happiness. I couldn't believe my ears. I was genuinely shocked.

“First a baby, now marriage. Marriage is serious. Of all the women in this life, you want to marry me? Are you hearing yourself?”

The most unbelievable thing.

“Why are you freaking out now? Relax. Just know I want to. I'm not forcing you to do anything you don't want to do, that's all.”

“No I'm not freaking out. It's fine, I get it.”
I nodded my head in understanding, swelling deep inside. I felt several emotions at once. I felt so desired on crazy levels.

“I was scared to ask you, but you do know I'm not putting a baby in you without marrying you first. I respect you. How else would I have gotten you pregnant?”

I nodded my head, blushing. Such a traditional man.

“Right, yeah.”

Of course I will marry him, whenever.

He stayed with me for the rest of the week, until the day of the hit. We hung around, had tons of groundbreaking sex, and we've basically been cohabiting. I honestly felt like I was getting groomed for marriage.

This man was so damn serious.

He decided to shadow me as usual. We got ready.

Something felt different about this one, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I mean, I have always been lucky.

…….

I should have never ignored my intuition.