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I applaud your research because you hit a point, I have my secrets, I have my sickest desires, I have my darkest fantasies that for the moment I only keep to myself.
It is as it should be, learning to play with both your faces is the best card.
—Salvatore...
The twinkle comes out of my throat, he looks for my lips but I stretch my neck so he can't reach them. He tenses up at the rejection. I continue massaging his member through his pants and I feel him so close because his hand moves faster, with more force trying to even the score.
A growl comes out of his mouth that he tries to send to the bottom of his chest, his pants get stained, I move my hand more slowly without stopping masturbating him until his semen reaches my fingers.
I approach him, remove his hand and our lips are close to colliding.
"I told you this was Emily Fiore's game," I smile victoriously. And I don't like kissing people who will taste like tobacco when I taste their tongues.
I withdraw my face, stand up and look around. Yes, I feel like the heat became intense in the middle of my thighs, I feel like my panties are damp.
—Take me home, I don't want to be here anymore.
-Bitch.
I don't say anything, he gets up and folds his jacket, letting it hang on his arm, which he folds over his abdomen trying to cover the stain on his pants. I quicken my pace to leave this place, the air hits my arms and I don't care, I see the truck where the driver is in charge of opening the door for us.
The score is two to zero, my favor.
This was what happened when they underestimated me, when they believed they could control me and I think it's not about power, it's about the control we can have to make our decisions as best suits us and not be at anyone's mercy.
It could be colors, flowers, smiles, affections and a thousand other things of which you could call me a person bathed in honey.
However, it was nothing like that, it was just a part of my being and people who dared to know me in depth could realize that I have very twisted ideas in my head.
And surprise, no one has gotten to know me deeply.
Fabian only saw the sweet girl who liked children, was familiar, loving and could make the best dishes to have a romantic breakfast, lunch or dinner. That is a small part because on the other side I can even become a real porn actress who will only focus on her pleasure.
Two different personalities in one body, I know, it's not easy to get along because right now you might think I'm being too easy on Salvatore for letting him touch me. I don't have to scream, I don't have to always kick my feet and call him a thousand different things because that won't help me at all.
My challenges.
My games.
There will always be something dark, some manipulation, some lies and it doesn't mean that any of this affects me. At the moment I don't have the courage to look at his face because those girls come back to my mind, for nothing in the world will I let him end up doing the same thing to me as if I were someone he can manipulate at will.
He won't make it.
Not in me.
When we get home no one says anything, I go to my room slowing down my steps. He detours to another area and Ginevra pokes her head out from the other right end of the first floor. She comes out barefoot until we enter my room and helps me get to my bed.
—They came back very early, right?
—I was tired, I was already fed up with music.
I take off my shoes and he gives me the antibiotic to prevent wound infections.
"He didn't look very happy, but I'm very glad you were tough on him." He picks up his feet and gets into a lotus flower position. People don't have the balls to be wild, harsh or rude with them because they are feared. When they know us thoroughly, they decide it is better to give in to everything they ask for and I see that Salvatore is making everything complicated for him.
—I want to go to work, I want to get out of here.
—Do you miss the children?
