If only he loved me too

Chapter 23: twenty three

"Why are you doing this? The company was already yours" I asked running my hand through my locks

"That's got nothing to do with you" he dismissed my question standing up and looking around my

apartment with interest then stood up to look around and started touching things

"They are my Family Massimo, so are yours," I say angry with his arrogant behavior

He scoffed " they are not my family, they are not your family either not anymore," he said holding a

photo frame of me and my mother which was taken on the day of my graduation.

"They might not be my family but they raised you, fed you, clothed you, they educated you" he ignored

my rant and continue to look around he slowly reached my bedroom and I followed him Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

"Massimo, I'm talking to you" I yell at him frustrated with his stupid behavior, this ignorant bitch was

getting on my nerves.

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He turned around stalking towards me and trapped me between him and my bedroom wall. He placed

his arms on either side of me, his face was inches away from mine

"Say it again," he whispered, his warm minty breath on my face making me feel things I'm not

supposed to

"What?" I asked breathlessly with his proximity my mind was jumbled

"My name, say my name" he whispered, his face getting closer if it was possible

His name was at the tip of my tongue but flashes of what he has done to me and his family got me to

get my shit together and pushed him off of me. He stumbled completely surprised by my actions

"No, you don't get to do that. You divorced me, left me, you- you " my words were jumbled, it was too

overwhelming for me to say anything

He closed the distance between us and smashed his lips on mine, the sensation was completely

uncalled for but I was not sure if I liked this or not.

He moved his amazingly soft lips online and wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me

impossibly closer to his hard body. I gave up the fight between pushing him away or pulling him closer,

I moved my lips mimicking his actions and wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him closer, which

encourages him to deepen the kiss, he licked my bottom lip for entrance which got me shivering. I

opened my mouth for him, his luscious thick tongue entered my awaiting mouth, he pulled me closer

again, I felt every curve, every muscle on his body through his silk shirt, he shed his blazer on my

bedroom floor.

His tongue fought mine for dominance which he won of course, with my lack of any kind of experience

in this field, he placed his other hand on my head and pulled my hair receiving a gasp from me. He

trailed his sinful lips down my neck and bit down on my collar bone, which had been losing my footing.

He held my butt and whispered in my ear "jump " I obeyed him like a silly little girl and jumped on him,

wrapping my legs around his waist. He pulled us towards my bed all while kissing me like there was no

tomorrow

He dropped us on the bed, the pencil skirt that I wore was too easy to access. He settled between my

legs and kissed my lips with too much pressure which had me seeing stars. He pulled away that had

me whimper he chuckled softly then pulled off his clothes, with so much urgency, he pulled the buttons

on his shirt without care and threw it off somewhere in the room. He is too good looking for this world,

he paused when he saw me admiring his god gifted body, his broad shoulders, his arms, his eight

packs were so unreal, I had a hard time believing a person with this of the body even existed, the

sexiest part was the trail of hair leading down his perfect v line had me uncomfortable in my skin in a

very good way

He leaned down kissing my lips and pulling my hair, I moved my hands on his well-defined body,

tracing every line, peck, and patterns on his skin. But when his hand found a way under my shirt, I went

completely liquid. His hard warm hand feeling my smooth skin, rubbing slow circles. Maybe the fabric of

my dress shirt was too much for him that had him ripping my shirt off of me, my eyes widened surprised

by his actions. He paused all his actions and pulled away for a little to admire the sight before him. I

blushed terribly due to the amount of lust in his eyes, eyeing my lacy black lingerie bra. He growled low

in his throat " beautiful" he said before kissing down the path between my cleavage.

I gasped with this new sensation, the wetness between my legs was too overwhelming, I have never

felt anything like this before. It was too intense

His hands were near my breasts, just before he could fondle with them his phone rang in his pants, he

ignored the first time and continued cherishing my body but then my phone rang, he growled in

frustration and stood up. His frustrated expression had me giggling like a schoolgirl. He pecked my lips

one last time and said "this is not over"

He pulled out his phone and walked out of the bedroom, the yelling and growling were too loud but then

he hung up and came back inside the room. I hadn't moved an inch from my position, I was breathing

heavily, my heart was pounding in my ears and the adrenaline rush was wearing off too quickly

He stood over me for a minute admiringly then leaned down to give me a soul-burning kiss that has my

toes curling. "I'll be back," he said kissing my forehead then moved to pick his ruined shirt and walked

away.

I took a minute to gather myself when the front door shut with a soft thud. I looked at my ripped shirt

and ran my fingers on the sensitive parts of my neck and felt the bruises of his harsh lips. I laid back on

the bed and groaned

"What the fuck just happened"