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Their family is wealthy. Every member possesses expensive stuff like cars, jewelry, businesses, mansions and every expensive thing you can think of. Gold was never a problem, the Rodríguez family smashed it like ice cubes.
"Not again sweet Grandma, I have told you that I can't marry that illiterate. For crying out loud I have a girlfriend whom I love." Alessandro lamented to his grandmother, Rosetta. 'How can I just marry that countryside girl? My business partners would mock me for the rest of my life. Marrying a model like Violeta is what I want, fancy and suits my stature.' Alessandro would always sing.
"Shut up grandson, I know better than you do. Choosing a good wife for you is the greatest thing I could ever do for you in life. At least, I would die in happiness. Just marry Xaviera, you would never regret it." Rosetta told her grandson.
'What's with modern youth? What's with the interest they have in senseless things?' Rosetta would always rebuke.
"But I love Violeta!" Alessandro exclaimed. He didn't seem to understand why his grandma wanted him to marry some random countryside girl. After all, he has a sexy, fancy Violeta all to himself, but the question here is that, does his family like her?
"I don't want to ever here that crap from you again, okay? That Violet girl.... What's her name again? You ain't going close to her okay? I mean, that girl is a gold digger, a whore. She only needs your money and that's all. The way she even speaks to me doesn't show respect. Hey grandson, for your information, Xaviera is more beautiful than her. You claim she is illiterate, just wait till you marry her. It's just a matter of time." Rosetta rebuked, and this was the rhythm that played in their family mansion.
"If you don't obey me, I might die of high blood pressure. Everyday, I sing this song. Marry Xaviera, my bestfriend's daughter, and you would be happy in life. She would make a good wife Alessandro." Rosetta almost let a tear, which her grandson never wanted to see. Alessandro was very close to saying yes to his grandma.
"Don't cry... Um... Okay fine, I would marry her. If that's what would make my grandma happy. You know I love you. Don't cry okay?" Alessandro sat next to his only grandmother, to comfort her.
"Thanks dear, you would marry her in one week time!" Sandro opened his eyes widely, that stuff didn't come out from Rosetta's mouth, did it? Without creating a ruckus again, he agreed.
"Ok..ay!" He stuttered in confusion. He left the house, heading to where he could get peace and comfort, with some little bit of soothing sweet sex. Rosetta didn't mind asking him where he was heading to, afterall she got what she wanted.
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Alessandro sped as he thought. How was his life going to be with this Xaveira girl his grandma is talking about. For crying out loud, he never met her. All he hoped for was that, she would just stay pissed off after they marry. He would continue with his affair with Violeta.
In no time, he was there, leaving the black shining mercedes benz, almost removing it's door.
"Babe! What's wrong?" Violeta said as Sandro entered into her apartment. He went straight to the bar, pouring some liquor into a glass cup. Fire raging in his heart. Thinking of Xaviera made him mad. He squeezed the glass in his left hand, squeezing it till it almost cracked. Venting his anger on the glass was the only thing he could do for now. When he couldn't contain that feeling anymore, he threw the almost cracked glass on a big mirror that stood at an end, causing it to shatter into many pieces.
"Can you stop this and tell me what's happening? Breaking stuff won't help okay? Just tell me, at least I can help." He began to lose his temper. He couldn't have done that back at home, and to his granny.
He walked to Violeta, moving forward as their noses almost touched. As he moved forward, Violeta moved backwards. She knew that attitude. It was when he was very angry and helpless that he vented it on her sometimes. And that was by fucking her to the core, giving her numerous orgasms.
"Ssssandr... Ouch!" She yelp as he pinned her on the wall. "What is wrong with you this time? Please don't do this. As it always ends every time, you leave me very weak, not even strong to close back my legs." She told him.
"Then let that be. After all you are my life. You are all mine." He sucked the skin of her neck. "I'm marrying that Xaviera girl in a week time. That's what is wrong with me. I can't bear that fact." He yelled. "What the fuck? And you didn't make things clear to your granny? She is so stubborn! Sorry for that, but that's what she is." Violeta couldn't believe that the man she possessed for long was gonna be someone's. The worst of it is that, she was going to lose him to a countryside illiterate girl.
"I can't argue with grandma, you know how much I love her. And what would happen at the end is that, she would just fall unconscious. I can't lose her now." Sandro couldn't bear that pain. He almost let out a tear, but he remembered that 'Men don't cry'. Do they?
"What are we to do now?" Violeta asked the almost broken Sandro. "Don't worry, if it's adultery, I would sin for you okay? Forget about it. Now let me in." Sandro scoffed, still angry.
He sucked the skin of her neck numerous times. Leaning his torso firmly on her hip. Slowly, he raised one of her thighs, paving more way for him to come closer to her.
"Ugh!" She moaned in pleasure. Her pleasure was just gonna last for some couple of minutes. Everything she did was going to end in tears. Alessandro was so strong that he always broke her on the bed. With the force and pressure he applied, no lady can go through that without moaning in deep pleasure. It sometimes hurt her, but the pleasure was more.
They kissed as they climbed the stairs. Sandro raised her up, holding her tightly to himself through the process. Violeta moaned loudly in his mouth. With her legs wrapped around his waist.
As they reached the room, Sandro opened the door with all his might. He released her legs to the floor, as they stood upright. Kissing and swaying their bodies side to side. Finally, they reached the king sized bed. Sandro pushed her on the bed, following as he pounced lightly on her.
As they undressed each other, Sandro took out a packet of condoms from the drawer attached to the headboard of the bed. Unwrapping it was what he did immediately. Fixing it next, laying his catch well on the bed. And in, he thrust his d**k in.
Faster it went, until she couldn't take it any longer. "Sandro please!" She moaned. "Please!!!!" She added, almost letting out a tear. It reached the point of no return.