Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 9
Giannaâs P. O . V
My heart may have won this time.
I sat there tensed, but slowly relaxed and leaned into him as his hand caressed my arm.
Goosebumps erupted onto my skin and I prayed he wouldnât notice the effect he had on me. Although I already think he knows.
Before I had the chance to change my mind I felt his lips press light feathery kisses against the base of my neck, so light it was as if I was imagining the whole thing. Eventually, his kisses got more prominent and he began to feverishly suck on the skin, leaving me a breathless mess before him.
With lightning speed he flipped us over so I was trapped under him. He continued laying kisses on my neck and travelled down to the valley of my br**sts.
A moan erupted from me when his hand slowly crept up and grabbed my boob, kneading it.
I pulled his head up to mine and was about to place a much needed kiss onto his lips before he stopped me, lust blazing in his eyes.
âYou sure you wanna do this?â he asked breathlessly.
I nodded and without hesitance he smashed his lips against mine and I moaned at the feeling of the soft skin.
He sucked my bottom lip as if asking for entrance, which I denied much to his dismay. He then resorted to biting it, which made me gasp.
I felt Alex grin against me in satisfaction, the smile soon fading when I propelled my hips forward, the feeling of us colliding was enough to send me over the edge.
âGod Gianna.â Kiss. âYouâre so,â kiss. âFucking beautiful.â
He placed kisses down my torso, lifting up my shirt as he did so.
I was writhing beneath him when his face was dangerously close to where I needed him the most.
I still couldnât believe this was happening.
The view of his head between my thighs was mouthwatering.
But before he had the chance to continue, the sound of the front door opening caught both our attention and we sprung apart, snapping out of the lust fill trance that we were in.
I adjusted my shirt and sat on the opposite couch, trying my best to act as nonchalant as possible, as if I wasnât about to have sÂŁx with my much older boss just minutes ago.
The footsteps got closer and soon enough, Sarah was standing right in front of us with a surprised look on her face.
âGianna? Youâre still here?â
I swallowed the lump in my throat and got up, heading for my purse and nodding.
âUh, yeah, I was cleaning up but Iâm leaving now.â
She looked at me, and then her husband, as if playing an intense game of âconnect the dotsâ in her head and nodded, unconvinced.
âSorry I left you alone for so long, but it looks like my husband kept you company.â
I couldnât help but notice the double meaning behind her words but shrugged it off as nothing.
Did she know?
Was my lip gloss smudged?
I looked down and let out a relieved sigh.
At least my panties were still on.
My eyes moved to Alex, observing how his eyes were on anything but me and his wife, as if he felt guilty for what just played out.
Of course he did. This was a mistake.
âAnyway, it was nice seeing you again Sarah, Mr. Moritello, Iâll be heading out now.â I said, breaking the awkward silence.
She nodded in my direction and her husband remained still.
I turned around and walked out the house, leaving behind the rest of my dignity.
Alexâs P.O.V.
After hearing the door shut, I sighed and lad back on the couch that still held the girls scent.
I could almost hear the wheels turning in my wifeâs head.
âSo youâre f**king the babysitter now?â she asked.
Jumping to conclusions, as usual.
Well, you were about to. My subconscious reminded me.
âSo youâre assuming things now?â I countered.
âI saw the way she looked at you!â
âAnd how was that?â I asked, straightening up, knowing I wouldnât get to sleep off the last bit of my hangover.
My head was pounding and my âwifeâsâ nasally voice was not helping the situation at all.
âLike she wanted to pounce on you with her dirty little claws! And you probably wanted the same thing. Youâre a damn child predator.â
âSheâs almost twenty for Godâs sake. And no, unlike you I can keep it in my pants. She was eighteen, but that was besides the point.
At that, Sarah gasped and threw her purse at me, thinking the light object was
going to knock me out or something. Luckily, I dodged it last minute, instead it went
flying to the floor.
âThat bag was Gucci you ass!â she screamed.
âThen donât throw it at me!â
I stood up from the couch and sauntered away, sick of arguing with her, it was the
reason I left in the first place. But of course, I couldnât catch a break, the sounds of
her heels following me into the kitchen. The mess still lay there from when I fell
into Gianna. I grimaced at the memory.
That definitely canât happen again.
What was I doing? My wife was right, she is merely eighteen years old.
âYou canât walk away from me Alexander! Wonât let you openly cheat on me with
Someone so inferior.â
I cringedat her cruel words.
âI did not cheat on you. I have no business lying about it either, I canât force you to
believe me and honestly, I donât give a f**k whether you do or not.â
If she got to play around on the side, why couldnât I?
She raised her voice once more, basically screaming at me. I was surprised the
windows had not cracked. âFuck you! I know youâre lying! Wait till I talk to my
lawyers about this, Iâl sue you for it.â
I laughed at her attempted threat towards me.
âYouâre filing a law suit against me? Smart, thatll look great in the public eye. I can
already see it now. âBrooklynâs richest housewife Sueâs her husband for simply
telling the truth.â I laughed at the thought, which angered the woman more.
âOur kids would never forgive you for this.â She chastised.
âOh, so now theyâre our kids? What happened to them only being mine? Youâre
only their parent when itâs suitable for you. Otherwise you do nothing else but
lounge around and purchase whatever rubbish it is that you already have.â
By now, tears were running down her face and my heart twisted with guilt. I hated
seeing women cry because of me, but I knew they were fake, she had lost all her
emotions a while ago.
âThatâs it. Iâm getting out of here. You can pick up your kids from your sisterâs house
now. Or leave them there for all I care. I canât be here anymore.â
I looked at her as if she had grown two heads, but she ignored that and turned
around, trudging up the stairs, and making sure her footsteps were heard.
She did this every couple of months, I was used to it by now.
But maybe this time. She wouldnât come back.
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