ROSALINE
I walked in, with slow steps, my eyes still a bit puffy from all the crying. I was so tired and so exhausted. It was more of a mental and emotional exhaustion though and I knew.
I just wanted to go get in my bed right now, rethink my entire life and fall asleep and hope I sleep for long.
But getting to the living room and finding Russo waiting for me there was evidence that my night wouldn't be as simple as me crashing in my bed and going to sleep. Or maybe he would ignore me and let me simply walk away, after all I had told him that I regretted us ever being together and he had looked quite hurt that I said that.
"You are finally back. How did your meeting with your best friend go?" Russo questioned. He wasn't ignoring me. Somehow, I found relief in that. I am fucked up, I know.
"It was good " I responded simply and was going to walk past but he called me back.
"Pick the documents on the table and sign them."
I glanced at the table and found some documents there. I looked at him and then at the documents before picking it up. The documents were for the ownership of the private islands. Each in different countries but I wasn't sure I could accept this anymore after what had happened and after my determination to no longer continue with this. Yet, not accepting this would just lead into a longer conversation and I didn't think I wanted that tonight.
"Thank you. I will sign them and give it back tomorrow morning."
"You are off to sleep?" With the question, he got up to his feet.
"Yes, I am tired" I replied, not looking at his face.
"You look like you have something to say." He walked towards me and I wanted to move away, far away.
This could not happen anymore but as much as I wanted to move far away, I found myself rooted to the floor on which I was standing.
"Say it. Those words you so want to tell me tonight. Don't go to sleep with those words in your heart..." He stopped in front of more and moved his hand to my face but I took my face away from his hand.
His gentle outreached hand clenched into a tight fist for a few seconds before he let go and reached for my face again, this time more firmly and he took hold of my face this time and raised my head to look him in the eye.
"Cara" he called my name softly, a layer of uncovered emotion in his voice.
"Tell me what you have to say" he demanded.
"Let's really end what's between us this time" I couldn't be more glad that I didn't stutter, although I had to look away a bit from those beautiful eyes of his.
"That's the conclusion you reached? For us to end this?"
"That's the best thing for us to do. This.. this wasn't supposed to last this long anyways. It has lasted longer than we intended it to."
"Not longer than I intend it to. Do you, Caramia, think you can resist me, resist us? Do you think you can stay away from me? Do you think you can deny yourself of me?" He asked and my heart started pounding.
"I... I don't know about you but I can resist us at this point. There are a lot of other things in my life that I can get busy with. I can very well stay away from you, I stayed without a man for all my life until this year, I can't be obsessed yet. It would be easy for me to deny myself of you." I said the words as confidently as I could.
His hand still held my chin as his lips curled into a smirk. He lowered his face and chuckled before looking back at me.
"You think you are not obsessed yet, really, Caramia?"
I gulped down.
"I... I know I am not" I said the word.
It was going to be hard for me to get over him but I believed I could do it eventually. I would get over Russo in a few weeks or a few months maximum.
I lowered my gaze and was about to get out of his grip to slip away into my room when he bent over to my height and met my lips with his.
Oh no! Oh no!
His lips moved against mine with skillful precision that made my knees weak. I had to push him off me. I had to get him off me. I had to prove that I could resist him, that I wouldn't melt in front of him every single time.
But as his tongue glided over my lips possessively and his teeth nibbled on my lower lip, I couldn't help the gasp that left my lips parted long enough for him to deepen the kiss with his tongue.
Immediately his tongue met with mine, I felt something ignite inside of me and I thoughtlessly kissed him back.
Oh universe, give unto me the award of being the most stupid person on planet earth. No one is more deserving of the award more than I am.
His hand wrapped around my waist and my hands moved to his chest as we kissed with a raging raw passion like never before. We were breathless but none of us wanted the kiss to stop, not even a second. Personally, I was afraid to break the kiss. I was afraid I would never have the courage to kiss him again like this.
I was totally breathless but his mouth didn't leave mine, his lips sucked on mine and even when I attempted to pull away for air, Russo kissed me harder and I kissed him back again, my hands now roaming his chest.
Finally, he broke the kiss and pressed his forehead against mine. I had tears in my eyes as I slowly opened my eyes. My stomach was churning and with my heart was swirling with a thousand different emotions.
"How was that? Felt like a good job? You definitely didn't do a good job resisting that, Cara. Don't lie to yourself, you can't resist me" he said and I pulled myself out of his grip.
"And so what?! Yes, I can't resist you, so what?! Keep your distance, Russo!" I cried out.
I couldn't believe I still had more tears in my eyes after all the crying I had done earlier today.
My heart was hurting badly at the stark realisation that I really couldn't resist him all on my own. I needed him to resist me back, strongly in fact.
"Let me be! How long do we keep on fucking?! Till we develop feelings and make this more complicated than it already is? Till the whole world finds out and we have a scandal we can't control?! We are adults, we should set our priorities straight early!" I clutched my chest in pain, letting the tears free.
"I can't..." I sniffled back.
"Mia Cara" he called and more tears poured down.
I didn't need him calling my name like that, like he meant every word of it.
"I really can't... I can't go on. This is too hard for me. Please don't make it any harder than it is." my other hand brushed my tears away.
"Please just let me be. Find... Find some other woman to satisfy you! I don't want this anymore... I don't want this relationship anymore. I... I gave my consent to this relationship, right? Now, I am pulling back my consent. You no longer have my consent to touch me." I cried.
"Please, please listen to me. Everything was wrong from the start. We should never have began. It's my fault, I know... I pulled us into this and I went against you when you wanted to end it earlier but... But please, listen to me this time." I whimpered.
"From now on, we are exactly what we should have always been. You, Russo El Massimo, are my uncle and I, Rosaline Caramia Massimo, am your niece and strictly nothing more."