Today, Gio didn't come to the company as he woke up late and suddenly didn't have the mood to work. He decided to show his little woman around the places where he usually hangs out.
They ended up visiting a family-owned resort famous for its historical feels and natural river scenery. It was located south of the city, bordering a mountain river. He first brought the girl on the sole mansion at the edge of the resort.
Sofony was currently being guided by a maid to a mansion tour. Meanwhile, he took the time to lean on the elegant railings of the mansion's open balcony. He was wearing black slacks that fitted on his long legs, his sky blue Oxford dress shirt tucked in, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He phoned the men he tasked with teaching the bastard kid a lesson, but this was what they reported.
"Young Master, the matter turned somehow complicated. The kid is nowhere to be found. Our team can't locate him. It's as if he mysteriously vanished from the surface of the earth." The person talking in his ears through the phone was the man he tasked with collecting information, Maynard.
The other side was quiet after the report, nervous about what the infamous Gio would say.
Seemingly uncaring about that, Gio was actually looking down to the scenery below. There was a very beautiful garden down there and the staffs made sure to beautify the place since it was also in front of the mansion's entrance. Gio saw Sofony joyfully chatting with the guide maid while learning about the different plants and flowers in the garden.
His lips curled up later when he heard the girl asking how the garden was made to look like this. Afterward, the maid scratched her head in helplessness because Sofony started questioning how the whole resort was run.
'Cute and amusing.'
"Young Master?"
"Hmm?" He hummed.
"We are still doing our best to uncover his location. Please, don't worry, young master."
"Oh?"
His mood and tone turned cold, the thought of a kid lusting over what was his brought him endless irritation.
"Tell George I want to expand to the Entertainment and Modeling Industry. Start suppressing all businesses related to the Cruzes. Acquire those that can be acquired."
After saying that, he ended the call and focused his indifferent eyes to the girl. She was wearing a grey tank top and long white skirt today. Her hair was down, and a pretty but simple hairclip was serving as a decoration on it.
The only thing missing was her eyeglasses and it would be like their first meeting.
'That first meeting is like a whirlwind ride to heaven.'
He licked his lips. So far, Gio was very content with the girl's body and even thought she was the best bed companion he ever had. He could always be a horny dog in heat when she's around. The experience was always pure bliss, every inch of her skin was so good, endlessly evoking of lust. The insides never failed to make him want to always bury himself into her. He was not like this before and was moderate when it comes to sexual activities. However, he recently found himself losing control over and over again.
Now he couldn't help but keep the girl, keep her within an arm's reach. The possessiveness he always felt was so intense he even suspected he got force-fed a love potion.
'She's my trophy. I am a complete man with her by my side. But, I'm sure I don't love her. Yet.'
It was purely carnal desires between a 24 years old successful magnate him, and an 18 years old good student her. In between them, there had never been exchanges of love vows. There were promises of always being together, but those were products of lust-filled moanings that could not be any more reliable. Sofony never mentioned love. And he knew she was already content being with him like this. He had no problem with that.
As long as he could always be satisfied like this, he had no problem giving her the security and embrace she wanted. After all, she was his own girl. This, he thought while the wind was gently touching his exposed arm and face. The smell brought by the mountain breeze was so relaxing to anyone lacking in warmth and love.
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It was an eventful day.
To Sofony, it was very nice because Gio went out with her and let her explore more about him. She learned that he was a person who could also ditch his work when he felt like it. In the hotel of his resort near the river in the South, she saw what kind of food he truly preferred. When they tried swimming, she learned that he could even be patient to teach her. She began suspecting if the bad records listed by the system were all fabricated by the damn thing.
They left the place the next morning. She was furiously blushing because the night they experienced was intense, it was a steamy, sexy marathon. The intensity did not change, only he pinned her onto the transparent walls of their room, the full view of the brightly lit pool and the nearby light posts could be seen if she looks down. If someone had looked up their way, she and Gio would also be in full view.
He screwed her from behind while she was stuck on that same wall, his hands were either pinching her hardened pearls or fondling the fair smooth skin of her breast. Without a choice, she could only moan while praying that no one looks up to their floor from below, hoping they wouldn't find her naked and pleasured in that position. She didn't really want to recall how they stained the glass walls with juices coming out of their bodies after doing that for so many times.
While in the car on the way home, she took advantage of the long drive to take a nap. While at it, she finally realized that she had yet to attach an invisible listening device to Felicity and immediately bought one from the system using the points she accumulated. The system never stopped asking why she only remembered to do it that time. Sofony was ashamed and couldn't answer.
To Gio, it was the same satisfying night. Except he wouldn't be able to stop chuckling at her facial and bodily reactions regarding what they did on the fifth floor of the resort's hotel. He made her cry. It was due to the intense shame he made her feel as she worried if somebody else saw them nakedly intertwining next to a glass wall. He kindly did not tell her how her insides produced more lubricants than usual, meaning she got very excited by that act.
Well, that's for the two sex-minded couple.
To Wendy, the day was hectic and accursed. Floyd's gang comprising of wannabe gangsters refused to see her. They were afraid to be associated with someone who they predicted would be jailed for committing murder. This proved that people were already suspecting Floyd, but she was not happy at the response she got.
She tried getting Felicity's side, but when she called her, the girl was not picking it up. Wendy tried telephoning their house but Felicity's mother said that the girl was asked to come to Felicity's father's workplace. The kind mother inquired if Wendy wants to be notified of Felicity's return later, but she declined and decided to just ask tomorrow or on Monday. What she wanted was a meetup. Face-to-face interrogation, cough, getting of statements was much better than things said over the phone. However, if the girl was only free in the evening, Wendy wouldn't impose. Her brother wouldn't let her go to anybody's house at night anyways.
The last person Wendy pestered today was the boy who warned her about Floyd last time. She knew the guy didn't truly like Floyd so she was hoping to learn more from him since technically, he was still part of their group and probably has some important clues with him. When Chris received the call, he accepted and agreed to meet up at the cafe near the school. This greatly improved her impression of the guy since he was the only one who allowed her to interrogate him.
When she arrived at the agreed place, after getting off the taxi, she immediately saw him. He was still outside that time, in a windbreaker and pants, busy parking his tall bike. They nodded to each other and entered the cafe. She inquired about Sofony to a random waitress there and learned that her best friend was having her day off.
They ordered, then over a table near the glass window, they started exchanging details and information. She didn't really get anything conclusive but she somehow enjoyed teasing the boy as she cliffhung him about Floyd's case. Probably she vented her frustrations to him that way. Fortunately, the boy was patient enough to not smack her even though she relentlessly teased him with her long-windedness.
When the hand of the grandfather's clock on the wall struck five, he kindheartedly offered to pedal her home. Well, she didn't know what made her accept and enjoy the joke-of-a-ride with him. She made him drop her off a street away from home. But well, after that, her day was no longer that irritating and accursed, in her opinion.
To Chris, he was having a hard time believing that Felicity's boyfriend killed someone. He knew their teacher died yesterday, but he didn't know that Floyd was actually related to this case. He was sitting by himself in the canteen when the news of the incident reached him.
Floyd could be the rapist and killer. As that realization flashed, his heart was conquered by deep worry for Felicity. He never forgot that she was that bastard cum criminal's current girlfriend. His meetup with Wendy Gomez was spent by him digging information about Floyd's involvement. He also subtly asked if Felicity was dragged into the mess. Naturally, this earned endless teasing from the Miss Number One of the grade. He was both angered and shamed, but he persisted with the conversation as he was very concerned about Felicity.
Later on, when they exited the cafe, he offered to send her home since as was still a girl. He regretted it though, and he didn't want to remember what happened along the way.
To Felicity, things were like a nightmare. Yesterday, she was interrogated because she was Floyd's girlfriend. She was let off later, judged not related to the scene, but she could feel the police was not done with her. It was her intuition.
That Saturday, she escaped to her father's workplace. She also turned off her phone and then indulged in incest until the afternoon. When she got off the place, she started strolling the streets, not yet intending to go home.
Felicity recalled the words sent to her by her ex-boyfriend. He said they were now over.
Because of this, she started thinking whether she should try changing herself, if she should try accepting Chris feelings for her. For a moment, Felicity forgot that she already had given Chris up.
Felicity was only reminded of her sad reality when she saw him together with her very popular friend, Wendy...
She didn't know what they were doing. But she saw them coming out of Sofony's cafe, riding a bicycle together towards a direction she was sure was not leading to Chris' house.
Chris could actually be with another woman other than her. The realization finally struck her. For the past several years, she only saw him sticking next to her. It reached the point where she forgot that Chris could also like another girl, that he could be together with someone not her. A pure and much more beautiful woman. A woman with a body not tainted by hundreds of men.
She cried. And ran to the opposite way, to ensure they wouldn't see her.
Her name's Felicity Dimatrionez, a nympho. A woman not worthy of a clean and lovable man like her childhood friend, Chris.
On Sunday that dawned next morning, Felicity accepted a meetup with Wendy. And then she began arguing with her that Floyd couldn't be a criminal. Felicity tried her best to make it appear like she was madly in love with Floyd and willing to give her all to make his name a bit cleaner. The reason she did so?
To free herself.
She had taken it as her first step to free herself from her impure love for Chris.
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