ROSALINE
I was just a niece to him? I knew I had said those words to him but still it hurt so much to hear him say the words back to me.
"Fine! Fine!" I stomped my feet on the floor, ignoring the tears gathering in my eyes.
"I am not going to make who you fuck around with, my business and I hope you will also stay out of my business when I go in there, take Rick home, to my room and let him fuck me. I hope you don't make it any of your business because after all, you are just my uncle and nothing more." I saw his jaw clench and his eyes were laced with anger.
He stared at me furiously for seconds, his chest heaving with deep breaths before stepping back.
"It really is none of my business. You are old enough to choose who you want to fuck and I am just your uncle, it's none of my business. You are free to do as you wish" he shrugged.
I could not believe the words I was hearing from him. Was he seriously okay with me... With me going for another man? Was this an act or was he really okay with it this time?
"I'll leave first" he turned but I grabbed his arm faster than I could think.
Russo looked down at my hand grabbing his arm and then looked at my face.
"What more do you want from me, Ca... Rosaline?" He corrected himself.
"No" I shook my head, my eyes teary.
"Call me Cara. Don't call me Rosaline, we... We are closer than that."
For the next few seconds, Russo seemed to want to do just that. Call me Caramia and pull me closer to himself but the next second, he looked away and pulled my hand off his arm.
"Don't keep your date waiting too long for you." He said and I watched as he walked away.
"Russo." I whimpered his name, watching his retreating figure.
"No... No" I shook my head. I could not let him leave me. I could not stand him leaving me this time. I needed Russo. Him being in my life was no longer a want but a need.
"Russo! I want you back!" I yelled and saw him stop in his tracks.
"I... I want you back." I confessed, the tears flowing.
I lowered my gaze to the floor but I could hear his footsteps approaching me. In a few seconds, Russo had grabbed my shoulders and pressed my back to my car.
"What's wrong with you, Cara?" He groaned, his eyes filled with undeniable want for me.
"You don't get to keep setting fucking boundaries and breaking those boundaries." He groaned with clear frustration written on his face.
"I... I want to stop but I can't stop" I shook my head and cupped his face in my hands.
"I was stupid again, I should not have tried to end us. I can't end this, Russo. I can't stand you being with another woman and I can't... I can't stand being with another man. I want... No, I need you and I want you to need only me too" my voice was pleading.
"Don't mess with my head more than you are doing already" his fingers got into my hair and he tugged lightly at it.
"I'm sorry... My head was messed up as well and I... I thought ending this would be beneficial to the both of us but I was wrong. It hurts every time you walk past me, it hurts worse when you don't even glance at me, it makes me wonder if... If you even still like me at all?" I moved my right hand to my face and brushed my tears away with the back of my hands before moving my hand back to his face.
"Please, Russo. Tell me, tell me you still like me. Tell me you are not over me yet" I begged him.
"You told me you regret us ever being together. Take back your words." He demanded, his eyes looking into mine in a wag that made me feel all warm.
"I take them back. Those words were meaningless, I swear I didn't mean them. It was just... The frustration of that moment that made me say those words. I swear I didn't mean it. I have never regretted us being together, you have never made me regret any second spent with you..." I rambled the words as he took a firmer grip on my hair.
"So tell me you are not over me yet. Tell me you don't want me to go over to another man and...."
"Don't mention another man in front of me, Cara." He pressed his body close to mine and my heart started racing.
"And I don't think I can ever be over you" he groaned and I immediately moved my hands to his collar, pulling him down for a kiss but he stopped me.
My racing heart seemed to stop for a second and I felt it drop. He... He was rejecting me, still?
"This time should be the very last time you'd try creating boundaries between us. You can't do this anymore, Caramia."
"I won't." I shook my head.
"I promise I won't. I know better now. I know that you are right about me being obsessed with you, I know that you are right that I can no longer let go of you. I will never try fighting it anymore. I will never...." His lips cut me off and my body literarily melted at his touch.
I had missed him so much and that wasn't just because I wanted him. I was done denying myself of my own feelings and emotions. I wasn't going to create any damn boundaries anymore.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back hungrily and accepting that I, Rosaline Caramia Massimo was in love with this man.
Not just in love. I was head over heels in love with him. I was crazily in love with him.
Our kiss was harsh, our lips bruised against each other and the need for each other was undeniable. Russo's hands roamed my body, making me moan dirtily into the kiss. His hands moved along my body like they were obsessed with me.
Our tongues slid against each other as we kissed under the moonlight. My heart raced and my stomach tightened with excitement. This was my life. This seeming taboo was exactly my own path to the man I loved.
Breathless and breathing heavily, I broke the kiss and looked into Russo's eyes.
"Russo" I whispered his name, my heart pounding even harder. I didn't want to delay things any further and I didn't want to hide things from him, especially when it was near impossible to actually hide it.
"Cara" his voice was hoarse and deep and his breath caressed my face.
"I love you, Russo El Massimo."