Chapter 52

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Kara’s POV

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“Then you surely remember we already sorted out the expenditure with-” I stopped when I noticed Adrian was just staring at me, her eyes glazed over. “Hey!”

Adrian heaved a sigh and typed on her phone. Then she shifted in her seat. “I think I’m going out Kara.”

“What? Why?” I scrunched up my face in disbelief at her sudden decision.

“I... I don’t feel too good.”

“About what?”

“Everything. Anything. I just, I need to go out like, right now.” She groaned.

My eyes narrowed at her desperate tone. It left me gobsmacked, to say the least. “We planned to study together this night. How the hell can you ditch me now?”

“You sound like your boyfriend just left yo-” she froze and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. Biting her lower lip really hard, she nodded and took an exhale.

“You can’t leave again.” I tried to make her understand.

“Jeez, relax. I’ll be back soon.” She did a skyward eye roll at my tone. I sunk into the lower part of the chair I was resting my back on, wondering if I was going to lose this fight yet again.

“We have test to read for. How dare you!”

Her expression screamed boredom. “Stop your exaggerating, miss nose-in-the-book. I’ll be back tomorrow. I just...need a break.”

My shoulders slumped. Whenever she said those words, I knew what she meant and I’d have to drop the argument no matter what. It meant she was going to be away, again.

It was already two months since Lucas had died but she was still hurting as the first day he left this world. She’d never tell me but I knew she was. I couldn’t blame her. I knew what it felt like to lose someone you love.

I lost my father years ago and each time I remembered him, till present, I would still feel the longing for him. The memories we shared were beautiful, a loving father-daughter relationship that so many out there didn’t have the privilege to enjoy.

And I’d never not treasure it, even now when he was long gone.

“I really can’t change your mind...can I?” I eyed her suspiciously.

“Nope.”

Adrian had been like this since New Year.

She would just go out, sometimes for hours and other times for a day or two. She would come back home happy and her usual self. Then she would slip into this unattached state after a while and make a dash for heaven knows where again.

“Okay.” I muttered, resigned.

She did an eye roll. “I wasn’t seeking your permission, just telling you.” She got up and sauntered into the room like a drunk.

“Cagna.” I muttered at her sassy comment. My hands went around me and I heaved a depressing sigh. Now I would be alone for the whole night, and maybe for the better part of tomorrow. Great!

I went to take a shower and prepared myself for what the night held. I would have to heat up the pizza, get the ice cream out of the fridge, heat up the popcorns a bit and get the pack of gummy bears from the room. The thought of munching on all these while reading alone made me salivate. I mean, who didn’t love eating while reading overnight?!

When I returned to change into my sweatpants and tank top, she was already prepared to leave for the night. She was already smiling brightly, probably anticipating what the evening held for her. Wherever she liked going, I had no idea. But she would come back looking her normal self.

My face scrunched up as I eyed her and wondered where she always disappeared to. Could it be a bar?

My heart ached because I didn’t know how to help her. It felt like we had drifted off somehow but Adrian always managed to prove me wrong because when she came back, she would be as bubbly and chatty as ever- leaving me to wonder what had happened to her over the time she was out.

Adrian left after ruffling my hair and kissing me on the lips, eliciting a yell from me when she called me her baby girl and even made gross moaning faces. Yep, gross.

An hour into reading and I heard the soft knock on the door and cleaned my hands on my top. I went rigid as my body momentarily refused to function and my brain refused to process a thing. Scenes I’d watched in horror movies flashed before my eyes.

When the actor would be alone and someone would knock. Stupid as it was, the victim would still open the door even when they got no response from the villainous person knocking.

I quickly shut the images out, heaving a sigh deep, calm sigh. Who would knock at this time of the night? It was already ten minutes past eight and the person staying next door was away for the weekend.

Barbara, my other friend was also away with her bodyguard boyfriend. I didn’t receive visits from other students even though I was the former assistant class representative.

“W-who’s that?” I called in a shaky breath.

“Me. The only man who has your heart.” The cool, low voice replied after some agonizing seconds of silence. “Open up babe.” He further added with confidence practically dripping off it.

Feeling euphoric, I jumped up to my feet, unbolting the door in a span of two seconds. My eyes connected to his icy blues.

“Stephano, you're here!” I grinned up at him and pulled him in, locking the door behind. My hands went around his waist and I sniffed in his cologne as the warmth that accompanied his presence spread through me.

I didn’t bother about his appearance, though he was in white shirt and black suit pants as usual but no jacket.

He looked good enough, with his shoulders standing firm in the shirt that hugged his torso perfectly. I gave a nod of approval; it was habitual of me to do that when accessing someone.

I heaved a long sigh as he chuckled. “You’re here.”

“Someone missed me.” He commented cockily.

“Ha! You wish. I was busy throughout this week with Marcus Sulliva-”

The cocky expression slipped off his face as he raised a brow and a scowl replaced the confident one. “Really?”

I bobbed my head. “Hm hm.”

“Who is he?” His tone was deep and low, sensual. I took a step back and bit my lip as my body reacted to the effect he obviously had on me.

“He was the one that called one time and made you snatch my phone after I prepared your bath. Then you told him you were my boyfriend.” He narrowed his eyes at me and I grinned inwardly.

“You spent most of the week with him. Doing what?” He took slow steps towards me. Instinctively, my eyes rolled skyward.

I wasn’t going to play the one step forward, one step backward game with him. I stood my ground and shrugged.

“Catching up on stuffs, that’s all. We’re in the same department.”

“I didn’t know that. I’m no one to decide who you want to talk to Kara. I just don’t like it because he’s a jerk.”

“One Stephano, what we had was school related. Two, as you said, you can’t tell me who to talk to and who not remember? I’m an adult.”

He nodded and his nose flared. Puffing air through his lips, he stretched them into a smile.

“I came here from work but after hearing you would be alone for this night, my energy is back.” He smirked cockily.

I chuckled at the proud gaze he was giving me. He wouldn’t be using the energy like he had planned, because I needed to read and coach Adrian later when she gets back from her night escapade.

Then his words registered. “Wait, did you just say you heard?”

“Yeah? Adrian and I plann- wait, shit.” He puckered his lips and avoided my eyes, looking like a little boy about to get scolded. “Forget it. Adrian told me she was going out and you needed a kiss buddy.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, planting my hand on my hip. “She did not say that.”

He nodded with a shrug. “Whatever you say, love.”

He sounded tired and I on the other hand, it was as if I wanted to start a fight with him. That wasn’t right.

“Come have your seat here.” I told him, realizing we were still standing and that wasn’t hospitable.

I took his folder from his hand and placed it on the table. He’d been here once when we just started the fake dating with the contract, but he didn’t stay long. Still, he knew where my room was and toilet were.

He sat and I quickly sorted out my books on the ground, smiling sheepishly at him before hastily turning my back to him as I picked the books up but who was I kidding? He was at a student’s apartment. Of course books would be scattered around since I was reading for test.

“I’m thirsty Kara.” He suddenly stated.

Looking up at him, a frown slipped onto my face as I noticed his weird gaze on me. I was used to Barbara just going to the fridge to get herself whatever she wanted so I didn’t even ask if he’d like to have a drink.

“Let me get you some wate-”

He pulled me onto his lap as I tried to walk past him. “I’m not thirsty for water.”

“Okay. Wha-”

“You.” His eyes were hooded now, and I noticed his Adam’s apple bob repeatedly. He held my waist tightly as if I would run if he released his fierce, possessive grip.

“Stepha-”

“I need to taste you. Cazzo, sei cosi bella, mio Kara.” His eyes trapped me in a smoldering gaze. I couldn’t look away even if I tried to. Even though I didn’t fully understand what he said, I knew he just called me beautiful and....maybe sexy. I guessed.

He dived in and attached my lips with his, moving his lips with mine in a fervor I didn’t have the strength to resist. I groaned into his mouth.

“This position isn’t too comfortable.” I rasped when he finally stopped for breath.

He carried me straight into my room and laid me on the bed, not taking his eyes off me for even a second.

“So beautiful.” He murmured in a low, husky voice. His lips attached to my neck and then trailed down to my collarbone while I massaged his soft hair.

He hungrily palmed my right breast and kneaded it. My fingers got lost in his hair as I let out moans of pleasure. I rocked my waist against him, registering the hardness between his legs and it drove me wild. I tongue battled with him, enjoying the contented sigh he released.

“I need to taste you.” He stated in a strained voice. “I need to...cazzo.” Then he reached for my tank-top, struggling to pull the flimsy thing above my head due to his fingers getting stuck between the little round holes. I leaned up and did it myself, my breaths uneven. He stared right at the valley of my breasts with parted lips as they got exposed from their confine, then his lips got attached on one bud while his hand concentrated on the other.

My face contorted as pleasure jolted through me. “Stephano....” I drawled.

“So soft, yet so firm. Goodness Kara, what you do to me. I need you Kara.” He groaned huskily, worshipping my being. And muttering thick Italian words I could only get a trace of. My hands felt his chest, trailing downwards.

This man was all mine to love and cherish.

“Do you want this Kara?” He rasped. The heat from his succulent lips hit my breasts.

I grunted and moaned in response, nodding quickly. He looked up at me with a smirk dancing on his lips.

“Use words my love. Words.”

“I want you Stephano. Yes, yes.” I responded with hazy eyes, arching my back so I could press my nipples into his mouth once again. I was surprised at my shamelessness. This was the first time a man would see me naked from below the neck.

“Good.” He kissed me lower, gingerly and delightfully sucking on my flesh till he reached the band of my sweatpants and he slowly pulled it down.

“For someone who is so eager, you have so much self-control and patience.” I giggled in slight frustration and slight amusement. He smiled up at me.

“I have little control Kara but every of our ‘firsts’ must be treasured. I’m taking your flower tasting virginity, remember?” He wiggled his thick brows which I sometimes found myself getting jealous of. The sight made me swoon but I kept quiet and allowed him go all the way.

My breath hitched when I felt his hot breath against my pantie clad core. Then it came off. “I’ll keep this, as a souvenir at work. Good luck souvenir.”

“Wh-”

“Your red pantie. Hmm. Were you expecting me this night, mio caro? You’re matching your red bra with equal lace pantie, bella. Mio dios, I love you in red. It defines your skin...” He groaned, sputtering out more, thicker Italian words.

Tremor jolted through my thighs as he trailed his lips upwards, muttering words in that husky tone that vibrated up to my core. His lips made sweet, passionate love to my flesh.

“Sweet nectar.” He groaned.

Then he was at my love lips, kissing and sucking, rolling his tongue around and plunging deeper. Nipping at the flesh, kissing tenderly at first then with so much passion, it took my breath away. I was a writhing mess as my hands lazily troubled his hair while I eyed him under heavy lids.

I felt shudder travel in a train’s pace over my body. I couldn’t describe the feeling, it was nothing like I’d ever felt. Then it got even more intense as I felt him work his digits to aid his tongue.

“Argh Stephano, I- I can’t.... Ungh.” My hands gripped his hair with newly found strength. “Please, yes!” I moaned. He added another digit, working his tongue magic all the while.

“Come for me, baby.”

His hot breath hit my entrance as he rasped out the command that had me breaking loose. That was the last straw. My muscles went stiff in an unfathomable way.

I blacked out.