Chapter 4 Night

• That night Dante told her that they would have dinner outside.
• So she wore a tight black dress with straps, with heels and a purse.
• Dante had provided her with a card to cover her expenses and she had bought several things online.
• She styled her hair with waves, put on mascara on her eyes, lip gloss, her favorite perfume, and prepared herself for the appointed time by Dante.
• He was waiting for her in the living room, his dark hair, deep eyes, and sun-kissed skin.
• His suit looked like an Armani, dark blue with fine stripes and an open collar shirt.
• "You're ready now," it was a statement and he looked her up and down approvingly. She knew she would never be a bombshell, but she looked pretty.
• "Shall we go?" he said. He offered his arm and led her outside of the building, to the garage where they had parked the car.
• She knew it was too early to think about "them". But that night it felt like they were a couple. He even opened the car door for her gallantly.
• He took her to one of the most expensive restaurants in Milan.
• "The usual table, Mr. Pucci?" the maître d' asked, which spoiled the moment for her. He probably should have taken other women there, what an idiot. She scolded herself internally.
• Once they arrived at the table, he helped her to sit.
• "I know this place already…" Really? she thought sarcastically to herself. "Is it okay if I order?" she asked.
• "Yes, that's fine with me…"
• "Are you still eating pasta?" She smiled broadly. He must have been remembering his mother Catalina's homemade pasta.
• "I'm going to fuck you better than Catalina, Dante, I'm going to make your dick a spaghetti from the blowjob I'm going to give you," she thought to herself and her panties practically caught fire with anticipation.
• There were moments with Dante when she felt like a feline circling its prey. And she definitely wanted to sink her teeth into him.
• The waiter came to take their order, and when he was finishing writing, he said, "Will your beautiful girlfriend also have wine?"
• He was an attractive young man with brown hair, smiling at her, about her age.
• "Oh no, she is not my girlfriend, she is my daughter. And yes, today she graduated so we are celebrating… she will have wine," he said, patting her hand on the table.
• Adriana felt the smile freezing on her face.
• "I'm not your damn daughter, maledizione!" she said through gritted teeth.
• "You know I've always loved you as if you were my own blood…"
• "But I'M NOT," she growled.
• "Sorry, cara, I didn't mean to tarnish León's memory… you know I care about you a lot…"
• He said, looking at her as if she were a puppy, and Adriana wanted to stab him with a knife.
• "Calm down, Adriana, wait for him to have wine and relax"…
• When they had drunk three-quarters of the bottle, he remained the same and she was the one who had relaxed.
• She took her foot out of her shoe and stomped on his groin.
• Dante was taken aback by the action. He assumed that Adriana was not in her right mind because she had had too much to drink.
• But after paying the bill and going back to the car, she threw herself at him.
• "You scoundrel, what the hell are you doing Adriana!"
• She tried to kiss his lips but he dodged and managed to restrain her while she laughed.
• "You're very drunk, I shouldn't have let you drink so much wine," he said.
• She just laughed and lifted one leg onto the dashboard, revealing her dress.
• "For fuck's sake, behave, damn girl!" he shouted, shaking her arm, leaving her frozen.
• She did nothing else, she just stayed on her side, looking outside.
• Finally, they arrived and she got out of the car unexpectedly. She stumbled. He caught her. He helped her get up and settle into the room.
• He was dizzy from the wine but not as much as she was…
• Adriana got up at midnight.
• She had a slight headache, damn it she shouldn't have drunk so much wine.
• She went to the main bathroom, everything was dark.
• She was still wearing what she had on for dinner. She removed her makeup. All her plans had gone to shit…or maybe not…
• She went to her room and undressed, remaining naked. She took a headache pill from her belongings and thankfully, Dante had left a glass of water on the nightstand for her.
• If she thought about it, she could blame it on the alcohol.
• At worst, she could blame the wine and be done with it.
• If she conceived a child, he couldn't reject her anymore, he would have to stay by her side forever.
• Adriana had bought fertility pills, downloaded several apps, she knew she was ovulating.
• She quietly made her way to his room. He was sleeping. In the dim light, he looked so peaceful. She stood for a moment at the doorway, admiring his Roman profile beauty. So masculine. She had never seen a man as handsome as him before.
• She felt her vagina getting wet and started to masturbate. She inserted her fingers and began to move them until she climaxed right there. She felt her crotch wet. She brought her fingers to her mouth and tasted her juices.
• She licked her hand. It tasted good, she pondered. She walked slowly and carefully around the bed.
• She pushed the blanket aside; he was wearing short shorts and she delicately took them off. It seemed that the wine had also affected him because he was unconscious. She had knocked him out, just like he had done to her.
• Once naked, she paused to observe him fully and then looked at his member. It was perfect, but it seemed bigger than last time. She didn't know if it would fit, she was a virgin. She had never been with a man, she had even refused Ludmilla to use a dildo on her because she wanted her first time to be with him.
• First, she grabbed it with her hand, started to touch and caress it. His skin was still soft, like silk she thought. After a while, she took it into her mouth, even tasting the drops that came from the tip and began to suck his juices while licking and sucking, accompanying the upward and downward movement with her hand. It was really delicious. She almost forgot about her ulterior plan.
• But when she felt it was at the right moment, she straddled him and tried to insert it, but damn it was so big and she was so small. Frustration filled her.
• She tried several times, but couldn't get past his enormous giant penis head. Damn it!
• She realized that he was well-endowed and she was very tight, that was not part of her plan.
• So she lay on top of him, his penis resting on her masculine belly, and began rubbing herself against his cock. Maybe she could use her fingers to insert his semen into her vagina she supposed.
• She rubbed, and it felt so pleasurable. Her wetness enveloping that bar of meat from the outside.
• She moved again and again until she reached orgasm. But she kept moving until the milk started to flow from Dante's penis.
• She bit her lips and rubbed her vagina against the spilled milk, which was a lot.
• She even took some with her hand and smeared the inside of her vaginal canal with it.
• Dante woke up with a feeling of moisture on his belly. When he opened his eyes and realized it was Adriana on top of him doing the same thing again, but this time she was naked, he was furious.
• He violently pulled her off of him by the arm and turned on the bedside lamp.
• "Damn it, Catalina, what are you doing?!!!"
• "Catalina???" she exclaimed suddenly furious. Did he just call her by her fucking mother's name???
• "ADRIANA DAMN IT, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!"
• "And what do you think I'm doing??? I'm giving us both pleasure, look how you came for me!!!" she shouted triumphantly. It wasn't Catalina, it was Adriana!
• "You're crazy, completely crazy! I thought you were over it. I see you as a child, as a daughter!! Get it through your childish head, Adriana, I will NEVER see you as a woman! Can you understand that??? NEVER…What just happened is a natural bodily reaction to stimuli, so go away, I don't want to see you," he grabbed her arm again as she screamed, dragging her out.
• "I KNOW THAT YOU WANT ME AND DESIRE ME, DANTE, DON'T DO THIS TO ME, PLEASE," but he pushed her out of the room and locked the door, leaving her in the hallway.
• "OPEN THE DAMN DOOR, IF YOU CAME, YOU CAME BECAUSE OF MEEEE, NOT MY DAMN MOTHER," Adriana kicked and pounded on the door, but it was no use. He wouldn't open it.
• Dante felt a huge relief when Adriana stopped hitting the door.
• Maybe he needed to take her to the doctor, her obsession with him after all this time wasn't normal…
• Finally, after a while, he lay down and was able to fall asleep.
• The next morning, he woke up, got dressed, and opened the door to go talk to Adriana.
• Maybe she needed support that he didn't know how to give, he thought.
• He searched the entire house, looked for her belongings, and found nothing. He checked the cameras and saw her leaving with all of her things. She didn't even leave a note.
• He called her, but it was disconnected. He tried to geolocate her, but it was impossible, he didn't know what she did with the phone but he couldn't trace it.
• In the end, he realized that she didn't want to be found, and part of him felt relieved.
• Because Adriana had the word "problems" tattooed on her forehead.