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My car!
He sped off and left me standing in the middle of fucking nowhere. No phone, no wallet, nothing.
After I finally got to a small Inn, hours from where he left me, I called for a ride back to campus. The police found my car smashed into a tree with a fucking brick of coke hidden under the seat. I was immediately arrested for possession with intent to supply and expelled from Harvard.
My dearest and most trusted friend.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
My grandfather paid bail, but if my relationship with my father was already rocky, after that, it was practically non-existent.
He saw me as a vermin, a drug addict and dealer. He didn’t believe a word that came out of my mouth every time I told him it wasn’t mine, that it was planted.
“You’re no Dornier. You’re a scumbag Battaglia, all the way to your fucking bones.”
It hit rock bottom when he told me he was ashamed to have a son like me. That I was a disgrace to this family.
All said and done, forgive me if I don’t want to see that fucker ever again in my life. I would find another way to get myself and Francesca out of this fucking mess. I would find Hiro and send him to the place where he should already be.
Hell.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Francesca must have gotten sick of waiting for me to come to her, so she made her way back to me. To this cramped-up, pretend gym I was still in.
She had nothing on but sheer lacy underwear and had no idea how much of a bad idea that was tonight. She had something in her hand dragging behind her as she walked over to me, pulling it up, making it hang in front of her body. A thick black strip of hand wraps.
“I thought I had made it clear that I wanted to play.” She said with a raised brow, faking annoyance.
“I don’t know if this is a good idea right now, Francesca.” I had so much anger and fire burning inside me that having her relinquish all control over to me did not seem like a happy-ending story.
“Matt, I know exactly what you need right now.” Her voice was sultry and sexy, a damn hymn to my ears. She placed the strip in my hand and put her wrists out together. “Vieni a prendertelo.” Come take it from me.
Fuck!
In less than a blink of an eye, I was crushing my lips onto hers and slamming her against the wall. The tall mirror next to her shaking so hard it almost fell. I don’t need seven fucking years of bad luck.
Crouching down, I slid my finger like a hook under her panties and yanked them off of her before unhooking her bra, resuming our ferocious and hungry kiss. In under thirty seconds, she was completely naked and at my disposal.
My hand traveled all over her skin, stopping on her neck, squeezing it just the right amount. I was beyond focused, trying not to go too far, trying not to take out all my anger on her.
“You will be a good girl, won’t you?” I asked in a harsh whisper in her ear. She nodded, making me tighten my grip a little. “I don’t think I heard you! Will I need to tie you up, or will you do as I say?”
“I’ll do as you say.” She replied. Her eyes as dark as night.
“You’re soaking, Gattina.” With my free hand, I slid my finger between her pussy lips, resting on her clit, drawing a small circle on it, before I took it into my mouth, licking it clean “So fucking sweet.”
I kissed her again, my cock getting even harder as she moaned into my mouth. From the looks of it, we were both getting what we needed. She was horny, and I needed a release and control.
“Hands on the wall on each side of that mirror. Spread your legs for me, Mrs. Battaglia,” I commanded, no time to waste.
My clothes were on the floor in seconds, and I was behind her in less, pressing my groin against her perked-up ass. Showing her just how hard I was for her already.
“I don’t want those hands leaving the wall, and I want you looking straight into that mirror at all times, do you understand?”
“Yes, Matteo.” She replied between heavy pants.
“Good girl.”
