ALESSIA POV:
I rushed back to my room, my heart racing with every step. slamming the door shut behind me, leaning against it to catch my breath as tears lurked in the corners of my eye.
Just at that moment, there was a soft knock at the door breaking the silence.
"Hello Alessia!" It's maria!.. open up.
"Signorina Alessia, I brought your meal."
My stomach growled at the mention of food, but i wasn't hungry.
I proceeded to open the door, Maria entered with a tray, her eyes filled with concern. Is everything okay? You look...upset." "she questioned!"
"Y..yes! I am" forcing a weak smile, trying to brush off Maria's questions. "I'm fine, Maria. "Just a little tired."
Maria's eyes narrowed, her expression skeptical.
I've known you for a while now. I can tell when something's wrong. What happened with Vincenzo?"
H.....he.. "On the verge of opening up to her."
I remembered the contract, Confidentiality! written as one of the important terms on the contract. I couldn't tell Maria anything, no matter how much i wanted to.
"He told me to leave," Alessia replied, her voice flat, emotionless.
Mind elaborating? "She asked."
"N...no, not at all." There's nothing to elaborate.
Maria seemed to sense that she wouldn't get anything more out of me, so she simply nodded .
"If you need anything, Alessia, don't hesitate to ring the bell," "Goodnight." she said before quietly exiting the room.
As I lay in bed, my mind filling with thoughts of Vincenzo. I could still feel his touch, his kiss, his piercing gaze. my imaginations beginning to run wild, picturing Vincenzo's strong hands exploring my body, his fingers tracing the curves of my skin as i imagine his tongue teasing me again.
My heart quickened as I further envisioned Vincenzo's powerful physique, his broad shoulders, his chiseled chest. I couldn't help but picture him above me, his eyes burning with desire, his body moving in rhythm with mine.
My imagination picturing images of Vincenzo having me, possessing, and making me his as i tried touching myself. My desires heightened as my body responded to the fantasies i played out in my head, making me fall asleep.
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Vincenzo's pov:
As I watched Alessia leave my chambers, I felt unease. I never wanted her to feel bad or to think that she was somehow inadequate or unappealing. The truth was far from it. she was a virgin i wanted her, desperately. But I couldn't, wouldn't, take advantage of her. Not without her full consent and approval.
The tension within me grew, my body aching with unfulfilled desire. I needed release, and I knew just the place to find it.
My hands gripped the steering driving out of the mansion and into the night. The brothel on the outskirts of town was discreet, exclusive, and catered to his specific tastes.
As I arrived at the brothel, I was greeted by the familiar face of the madam, who ushered me into the opulent interior. I was a regular customer. The air was thick with the scent of perfume and sex.
My eyes scanned the room, taking in the array of women on display as i ordered a bottle of champagne. spotting a petite blonde, her skin flawless and inviting.
"Her!" ..."How much for the blonde for a night?" My voice ,low and husky.
The madam smiled knowingly, "One hundred dollars sir,." "she replied." Alright. "she's heading back home with me." "I replied."
She was exactly what I needed for the night, a substitute for the one woman I truly desired Alessia.
The drive back to his mansion was silent.
As we arrived at the mansion, ushering the blonde inside the mansion, my hands on the small of her back, guiding her through the darkened halls.
On reaching the bedroom, i locked the door behind us. The blonde smiled, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. I didn't even bother asking her name.
Without a word, i pulled her close, my lips claiming hers in a fierce kiss. The blonde melted into my arms, her body pliable and willing.
The blonde's hands were just as eager, her fingers tracing the contours of my body.
She was everything - submissive, flirtatious, and willing.
The blonde was more than willing to oblige to my use of sex toys, her body surrendering to my demands. Her moans filled the air as i kept digging inside her clit. Her body arching beneath mine. she was already at her peak of having an orgasms and I watched as her legs trembled.
M...mhmmm ! ohhhhhhh ! yeahhh ! just like that f**k me harder... don't stop!... right there!...
I heard her moan those words. Making me feel the urge to c*m.
Fuck ! .... you're gonna make me c*m you b*tch! "I muttered out." just at that moment the thought of me plunging Alessia wet pussy filled my head and thoughts making me feel sexual tension and wanting to release.
Fuck Alessia! .... "I cried out!". Rolling off the blonde as I c*mmed on the sheets breathing heavily.
"You fuck so good!" And my name isn't Alessia..I'm Claire "she said!".
well!... I don't give a fuck! whatever your name is... "I replied!" reaching out for my wallet and handing her a wad of cash, my eyes avoiding hers as i no longer acknowledged her presence.
"You can stay the night. Make sure you're gone by morning." And don't try to steal any of my belongings!.
She nodded, her eyes cast downward. "Thank you."
"I'll sleep in another room. You can have this one tonight."
not waiting for a response, as i turned to leave.
As i walked towards the other rooms, passing Alessia's room door. i slowed my pace, my eyes fixed on her door for a while.
As I wondered if she was already asleep, not trying to draw attention as i simply stood there for a moment, lost in thought.
Alessia was my maid, I don't feel attracted to her, but I feel attracted to her.... maybe it's because of her body.... I've never been so attracted to anyone before... "The feeling will fade with time!". "I thought within myself" before going my way.