Chapter 4 A New Life

• Chapter 4.
• IGNAZIO’S Pov.
• My jaws clenched tightly as the thoughts of all that happened in the restroom clouded my mind.
• The lady that had her soft little mouth wrapped around my cock and drove me nuts was my late friend’s child? My daughter, the one I should be calling daughter and not kitten?
• “Fuck!” I cursed under my breath trying to tame the waves of guilt that flushed into me. What would she think of me? How would she see me as a father figure when she already has a taste of my cock and I already had a taste of her dreamy juice! Heck! I was losing my mind already because I did not even want it to stop there!
• The way her tongue had swirled naively yet perfectly around my cock made me crave more and more of her and I doubt how much longer I would be able to hold myself back from wanting to fuck her, I could tell that she was a virgin, her pussy was so damn tighter, tighter than the normal pussy and she barely knew how to suck properly on a cock, yet she placed me at cloud nine.
• “Isabella! Why are you not greeting him? You should be showing your gratitude.” Ama scolded and Isabella lowered her gaze immediately.
• “I am sorry sir, I lost my manners.” her voice cracked and I could tell how hard it was for her to utter all of those words.
• “I am so sorry sir, she is not always like this. I….”
• “You do not have to explain this Ama. Isabella is obviously nervous. Come sit.” I beckoned and she bowed softly avoiding my gaze. She took the seat right next to me and my heart raced immediately. Her cologne clogged my nostril arousing me and causing my cock to throb.
• “Shall we begin?” Ama asked and we all dug into our food.
• She was sitting right next to me and I swear I could lose it.
• Her scent was filling my nose so damn well and the urge to keep my hands on her thighs and stroke her gently nagged at me.
• Who would have believed that Isabella would have grown into such a beautiful classy person? And how could I have missed out on the striking resemblance she had with her mum?
• Fuck! She was a beautiful young lady with fair skin, second to pale white. She had a nice dentition and a pair of siren hazel eyes, a pointed nose, and a light waist-length brudungry hair color that fell to the back with some strands framing her oval face.
• She had a necklace neck, beautiful scanty eyelashes full eyebrows, and plump lips that seemed to call for a taste of mine. She was dressed in a beautiful white fitted sweetheart neck gown that complimented her hourglass shape and, stopped right above her kneel revealing her tempting laps to my slutry view! I could fuck her right here! She was damn beautiful, more than I had imagined her to be.
• ISABELLA’S POV.
• My heart dropped the moment I walked in to meet the man from the restaurant sitting admist my family awaiting my arrival, my heart sank even deeper cause I didn't need to be informed that he was the one. He was Mr. Ignazio, my father’s friend.
• His eyes had been on me all this while and it only made it a little too much for me to handle.
• I felt so cheap and sad at the same time, with each glare I could see the lust in his eyes, but I couldn't help but hyperventilate.
• The man who had been taking care of me all this while was the same man I took his cock hungrily in the restroom without protest?
• What could he be thinking of me right now? A loosed girl? A cheap girl? All those thoughts were the only thing that clogged my mind when I heard the voice of my aunt scolding me to show my respect, but he stopped her from scolding me, intensifying the fear and guilt in me the moment he requested that I sit next to him.
• My uncle and Anna have been staring daggers at me, but unlike every other day, they definitely can't do anything about it. The man was powerful, even without being told, I could tell that he owned power and definitely couldn't be gone against.
• I took the seat right next to him and fuck! I could feel my pussy throb from just sitting next to him. This was definitely not what I wanted my first day with my acting father to be, cause right now I could barely think of anything other than having him pop my cherry.
• “How far is Isa In her studies?” he asked Aunt Ama, digging into his food and eating curtly. Isa? Did he give me a nickname already?
• “Very well sir…. She is in her final year and will be taking her last exams in 2 weeks' time.
• “That's great.” His replies were simple and curt and I could tell that he was an authoritative person from just how he spoke. A man of substance and his aura clogged the air.
• “Don't you think it would be better for Bella and Mr Ignazio to do the talking?” Uncle suggested but he just gave Uncle a dagger glare that immediately snapped his mouth closed.
• Fuck! He does know how to shut them up without raising his voice. I am definitely not the only one getting all of these goosebumps just from hearing him speak! The dude is a demi-God and he isn't even keeping it away.
• “Isa and I have all the time in the world starting from today you do not have to pick a point.”
• I couldn't help but feel like none of his statements were as normal as we all saw them, there was nothing we could be learning now that we have had a taste of each other, other than fucking each other or creating opportunities to fuck each other.
• The rest of the meal went on silently, my eyes subconsciously fell on his hands each time he reached for his juice, and heck! It was that deft fingers that rubbed sensationally on my clit and ripped moans off my throat! My side eyes followed suit as she drank from his wine, gulping down softly, the movement of his throat gave me a tingling feeling and I suddenly felt betrayed! It should be my cum, he should have been gulping on my cum and drinking it down that hotly while I watch and moan to him. I shouldn't be doing this. I know! He is my father's friend! And yes I am very much aware of that but can I help it? No!
• “Are you enjoying your meal, Bella?”
• “Yes yes.” I batted my lashes and flashed Aunt Ama a smile.
• The rest of the meal went on silently and Aunt Ama did most of the talking. It was my first time seeing that Uncle Mathew wasn't saying much neither was Annabella they had really met their match for the day, on norms, they would have been picking on me and making it more than discomforting for me to breathe.
• After a while, We were all done eating and Aunt suddenly asked from nowhere.
• “How did your date with Nathan go?” the entire room went awkwardly still, I felt cold chills run down my spine, as I could feel his gaze piercing through me. How could Aunty even think of asking that question right here in front of everyone?
• “It was okay.” I flashed her a smile and she nodded gently. I spared Mr. Ignazio’s face a quick glare and I could tell he was trying to keep his anger abyss, his jaws had clenched, and his cheek line? They were as protruding as the very edge of a knife. Was he jealous that I had a boyfriend or he was angry? I couldn't even fathom what was going through his head.
• *****
• We had finally come to the end of the day and all heels were wrapped up, we had returned home after the meal and Mr Ignazio was currently with us ready to take us home, to his home. This has always been the agreement he had with my father, to take custody of me, and I have also anticipated it at some moment in my life, but right now, that is not even the point, it felt divine, but it only feels divine because I know that I might be getting a taste of him soon but something felt oddly unhealthy. I was going to miss Aunt. She had spent all the years trying to make me a better person, she had raised me up all by herself and she never for once made me feel like a trait or disturb to her. My bag had been packed and brought downstairs.
• “Are you ready?” Mr Ignazio asked in a damp husky voice and my legs quivered as I recalled the moment at the restroom.
• “Just a minute,” I mumbled and took a step closer to Aunt.
• “Do I really have to go with him?”
• “Yes, Bella. You have to. Your father has always wanted you there, with him. He will take custody of you and be your father.” she palmed my face, caressing my cheeks softly. I could see how well she was trying to fight her emotions.
• “I am going to miss you.” I fell into her arm and she patted my back gently for a while before pulling me out of her hug, sniffing back the tears that burnt the back of her eyes.
• “I am going to miss you too Bella, but I am always here right? I am always going to come to visit you and you could Come whenever you want to Bella.”
• I nodded my head softly and she let loose of my hand and I turned to stare at Uncle, but as usual, he wasn't even staring at me.
• “Can I have a word with you?” Anabela beckoned and amusement washed over me. Was she finally liking me? She had never spared me more than a glance, and I think she is realizing how important I am to her now that I would not be staying with her again.
• I walked closer to her and she pulled me into a hug.
• “Thank you for packing your bags and getting the fuck out of my life Bella! I am never going to miss you, at least now I can have a motherly love without the fear of sharing it with anyone, so go the fuck out and don't think of coming back,” she whispered softly into my ear and I gulped down nothing pulling out of the hug, with a sad look. I didn't even need to get a glimpse of her face before forecasting how terribly dreadful she looked while saying all of that.
• I flashed her a smile and returned to stand next to Mr Ignazio.
• “Shall we?” he asked softly and I nodded.
• “Yes, please.”
• We walked out of the house and to the compound and there, about 7 cars were already waiting outside for us. I stared at it yet again questioning my sight. My bags were barely up to three so who would be sitting on the remaining 6? Was he this rich?
• I stopped walking and stared at the house for a while, my hood, where I spent all my childhood memories, I was leaving, for another place. A place I hadn't seen yet knew how homely it would make me feel.
• “Miss Ivano.” The driver opened the car, stretching his hands for me to walk in.
• I gave Aunty one last guilty glare before stepping in, receiving all the kisses she threw at me. A new life. Here I come.