Chapter 6 Mattia De Luca

• Mattia de Luca
• Ejaculating outside her was something visceral; it was as if I needed to show her how much I desired her, that at that moment she belonged to me.
• And damn, what a hot girl she is. Even when I was like a bull having sex with her from behind, forcing my way in, she did not reject me and endured the pain I caused her.
• But when I put her to bed and gave her the affection she deserved for the first time, her body was still swollen and tighter than our first time.
• I was frustrated when I saw her get up and leave, and something inside me wanted her to stay with me in that room to have another round of sex, I felt the need to take care of her in many ways.
• I'd been sitting on the sofa in the apartment for hours, thinking about the mistake I'd just made.
• “Maledetto!” I say loudly, rising from the sofa.
• How could I let this happen, I could destroy Giulia's friendship, even more so knowing that she's so fond of it.
• As my mind wanders back to the moments I spent with Alessa, I feel an erection growing, wanting to enter her again, feeling her warmth and her muscles that I broke.
• The pride of knowing that I was her first man makes a smile grow even bigger on my face. I look out onto the balcony and I can see the George Washington building and the hospital where the girls are going to start their residency.
• I massage my erection to control the desire I'm beginning to feel for the girl. Damn it, what madness am I thinking, she's barely twenty-one, and on top of that, she's my daughter's best friend.
• I walk around the apartment, so I can find my phone and talk to Giulia. I want to present the apartment to her tomorrow.
• I look around and finally find the handset in my trouser pocket that I was wearing when I got here earlier. I'm lucky, and she answers on the third ring.
• "Where are you Dad, when I came back you were gone!"
• “I'm sorry, my love, I ended up going back to the apartment,” I say out loud.
• "Did you see where Alessa went?"
• "My love, I didn't see where she went!" I'm sorry, but I have to lie to my little girl.
• "No problem, she must have found someone interesting. I found her, and I was right, she was with someone!"
• My chest tightens, and for some reason, that bothers me, and I can't even say why. I only slept with the girl once, why is she invading my thoughts like this?
• "Giulia, pay attention, I'm going to send you an address, and I want you here for lunch, bring your friend," I say in a more irritated tone.
• As she leaves my bed to meet another boy, I wonder if I wasn't good enough. But I did ask if I hurt her, didn't I?
• Doubts begin to race through my head as I don't even pay attention to what Giulia was saying on the phone. But I can hear Alessa's voice.
• "Where were you?" My daughter's voice was louder.
• "I met a guy and was with him, I left your dad, I hope he doesn't think I'm crazy!" I hear laughter.
• "Daughter, go have fun. I'll see you here tomorrow. I have a present to give you!" I hung up the phone, laughing at what Alessa said.
• "I don't think you're crazy, Alessa, I think you're brave!"
• I grab my laptop and decide to do some work, so I don't have too much piled up for Monday. Since I won't be back home until Wednesday, I'll have a lot to do here. Maybe Fabrizia is right, and I should consider the possibility of having a chain of gas stations here.
• I work until the early hours, wanting to stay updated on the stock market and the fluctuations in oil prices. As I work, the news is on at a low volume, but I notice that something has happened.
• The news of a potential war is airing on all channels, and this was enough to cause the price of oil to spike.
• "Damn!"
• Having a price increase at the refineries now would be very harmful to my finances, especially since I just built five new gas stations.
• Having the possibility of franchising here could be very good, but now with this potential war, it's impractical to think about it.
• I sent out orders for oil purchases, hoping to lock in yesterday's prices with this buy. I decided to stop working now; I was tired and it was almost morning.
• I go to the room I had used with Alessa and strip down to my underwear, inhaling the sweet scent still lingering on the pillows. I had a terrible night, tossing and turning.
• The loud sound of sirens wakes me up, the room's curtains are open, and for some reason, a chill runs up my spine. I get up startled and walk out of the bedroom to find Giulia in just a robe with a frightened look on her face.
• "We need to get out of here," I say loudly to her. "Change your clothes quickly."
• "Dad, we have to get her!" I look around, feeling someone is missing.
• I run through rubble and past buildings on fire; at the end of the street, I can see tents. My heart pounds as I fall and get up, moving toward the tents.
• A loud sound pulls me from that desperation, and I sit up in bed startled, not sure whom I was chasing.
• "Dad, we're here!" I look to the side and see it's already past eleven in the morning.
• "Good morning, piccola, I'm getting up!" I lie back down and catch my breath from the nightmare.
• The damn news made me dream all that crap. I get out of bed and head to the bathroom to splash some water on my face to fully wake up.
• I change into a shirt and sweatpants and go out to meet my daughter, who is probably preparing coffee since she loves her caffeine in the morning. I walk slowly, still feeling the weight of exhaustion from going to sleep nearly at dawn. As I enter the living room, I'm faced with Alessa wearing sunglasses, hugging a pillow that I had laid down before taking her to bed.
• “Did you sleep late, papà?” I smile at Alessa on the sofa and go towards my daughter.
• “Yes, I was watching the news.” She starts laughing and I'm confused.
• “Are you this tired because you slept late or because your visit left you exhausted?” she starts laughing and pours us coffee. “Come on, Alessa.”
• “Giulia, watch your mouth!” I scolded my daughter even more in front of the girl who was with me all night.
• “It's not like I don't know about your love affairs, Dad. It's time to move on.” I sit down and drink a cup of unsweetened coffee to wake up immediately.
• “Giulia?” I hear Alessa scolding my daughter.
• “Come on, you two, I'm not a little girl, my father needs a girlfriend, and you need a boyfriend.” I look at the blonde girl sitting next to me, and her perfume is enough to give me an erection.
• For some reason, I'm bothered by what my daughter is saying. I look into Alessa's eyes and realize that she wasn't very happy to hear what Giulia said either, which makes me keep quiet and take action that could be very good for later.
• I let my daughter turn her back to stir the pancakes and eggs I was preparing and with naughty courage, I pulled Alessa's hand from the worktop, placed it over my erection, and squeezed her hand, making me even hornier.
• The look on her face was horny, I could see that she was just as eager as she had been from the moment she left and denied us some more pleasure, I wanted to say a lot more to her at that moment, but my daughter was there.
• Before Giulia turns around, I let go of her hand and laugh at her frightened face next to me.
• “You look very comfortable in the kitchen, my love!” I say, drawing my daughter's attention.
• “I'm Italian, papà, any cuisine would make me comfortable.” She repeats the same phrase her mother always used to say to me.
• “What would you say if I told you that this kitchen was now yours?” I see her look from me to Giulia and a huge smile starts to grow, making her eyes sparkle.
• “Are you serious?” I nod.
• My daughter might already be a young woman, but in my eyes, she will always be my piccola, daddy's little girl. If it weren't for her university studies, she would still be under my watchful eye. Just as her mother had asked me to always take care of her.
• Giulia walked around the counter and squeezed between me and her friend, who was sweetening her coffee. I could see the small bite mark on her shoulder was still there, somewhat subtle but still there.
• "You're coming with me, Alessa..." The girl next to us choked on her coffee and looked at us startled.
• "Of course not, I have my spot in the dorm and couldn't contribute anything, you know me!" She asserts, and I fail to understand the reasons.
• "Of course you'll stay here!" My daughter begins to argue with her.
• I rise from the stool and walk around behind the counter to turn on the TV and see how things are before I open the laptop.
• I let the two decide what they would do; if I intervened, it would be obvious that something happened, and since she asked me not to say anything, I would do as she said. I turn on the TV, and the news remains the same, probably that the Middle East will enter into a war.
• "Will this interfere with business?" I hear the question from the least expected person.
• I turn towards Alessa and notice that she's staring at the screen, trying to understand what's going on.
• “A little, but nothing that can't be remedied,” I say to Alessa.
• I look at her face, which has a few spots of freckles, a tapered nose, and full lips, which give an air of innocence to the girl I've tried to be as best I can.
• “Dad, how many days are you staying?” I start laughing at my daughter, who was sitting where she was seconds ago.
• “Maybe all week, why?” I turn my attention to the two women laughing in front of me.
• “Can you help with our move?” I narrow my eyes at Giulia, I'm sure she's up to something.
• If my daughter is asking for something, she's planning something, and maybe she doesn't like it that much, especially since Giulia is known as a cupid among those closest to her.
• “Help you carry half a dozen boxes?” I ask suspiciously.
• “I've got a lot more than half a dozen boxes, Dad!” I look at Alessa, who just shrugs.
• “Will you come with her, Alessa?” I'm curious. Maybe I can use the situation to get some time alone with her, and I'd love the company.
• “She's managed to convince me, that's if it's not a problem for the gentleman who's here, of course.” Oh, my ego.
• I see when she suppresses a shameless smile when she calls me sir.
• I'll show you sir as soon as I get some space and make you cum!
• “I don't see any problems, I'd love to help…”