“Oh. My. God.” She splutters excitedly, “Can you talk?”
“Yes, I’m just having dinner with my mother.”
“Can she hear me?”
My eyes rise to see if Mom’s listening, “Possibly.”
“Go for a walk.”
“But….”
“Trust me, go for a fucking walk,” she cuts me off.
Weird.
I fake a smile. “Just going to go to the bathroom, Mom.”
She nods, preoccupied with her drink.
With my phone to my ear, I weave through the tables and go to the corridor for the bathroom. “What?” I whisper.
“So, I found some porn on Frank’s computer.”
I frown, I wasn’t expecting this. “Okay.”
“He’d downloaded it from a website called Pornhub.”
“And?”
“I logged in through his computer to see if he had an account.”
“Did he?”
“Fucking Platinum Membership.”
My eyebrows rise by themselves. “Oh.” I shrug. “Well, that’s okay I guess, isn’t it? No harm in looking.”
“I know, but guess what else I stumbled across,” she replies.
“What?”
“Giuliano Ferrara is on there.”
“On where?”
“Pornhub.”
I screw up my face. “What?”
“He’s in a threesome with two girls.”
My eyes widen and someone walks past me and I push the phone into my ear so that nobody can hear the horrifying things that I’m hearing, I don’t want to hear them myself. “What do you mean?” I whisper. “Are you sure it’s him?”
“Positive. He’s in a pool and they’re oiled up and he’s fucking two girls.”
My eyes bulge from their sockets. “What…like…full fucking.”
“Like fully fucking, full frontal, hard oily cock, dick sucking, huge dick porno.”
My mouth falls open. “Can’t be him,” I gasp. “He would never do that?”
“Have a look for yourself, I’m sending you the link now.”
I look around, guilty. “Fucking hell,” I whisper, suddenly desperate to get off the phone.
“Call me back when you’ve watched it,” she says.
“Okay.” I hang up and march back to the table on a mission.
“One more?” Mom asks.
“I can’t, I have to go,” I say. “I have so much to do.”
She rolls her eyes. “What could you possibly have to do? You’re on vacation.”
“I still have to work, Mom.” I put my hand up for the bill, “Come on, let’s go.”
“What’s the rush?”
Oh, nothing important, just my ex first love who also happens to be my brother in a fucking orgy on an international porn network.
I pinch the bridge of my nose, this is un-fucking believable.
We pay the bill and walk outside and I see Antonio waiting for me across the road.
“Bye darling.” My mother kisses my cheek.
“Bye.”
“Come by tomorrow for a swim?”
“Okay.” I wave her off and cross the road, Antonio opens the door for me.
“Hello, Miss Ferrara.”
“Hello.” I smile as I get into the car, we pull out into the traffic and Antonio’s eyes flick up to meet mine in the mirror. His eyes go back to the road and then flick up to me again. Back to the road and then back up to me in the mirror, he looks like he wants to say something.
“What is it?” I ask.
He opens his mouth to speak and then swiftly shuts it again. “I wouldn’t want to speak out of turn, Miss Ferrara.”
Huh?
“What is it?” I ask. “You couldn’t possibly speak out of turn, Antonio. We are friends.”
“I was just wondering….” His voice trails off.
“What?”
“What did Mr. Ferrara want?”
“Who?”
“Giuliano came to your house today to see you earlier, he said he was going to call you. What did he want?”
“What?” I sit forward, suddenly interested. “When was he at my house?”
“He was sitting outside in his car when you left to go shopping.”
“Where?”
“Across the road, in his Ferrari.”
What?
“What did he say?” I ask.
“Nothing.” He hesitates and his eyes rise to meet mine once more and I know he wants to elaborate.
“Tell me.”
“He’s a very dangerous man, Francesca.”
“Not to me.”
“To you…more than anyone.”
I frown, confused.
“I was at that library all those years ago. I remember him declaring his undying love for you. Enrico had warned us all to keep him away from you at all costs.”
Oh…I think for a moment.
“It’s different now, that was before we found out that we were brother and sister.”
“Do you really think that would stop him?”
Our eyes lock in the mirror.
“If he wanted you. He would have you.”
“Antonio.” I give a subtle shake of my head. “I don’t think so.”
“I know so.”
“What makes you say this, anyway?”
“Because I see them all fall at his feet, I know the caliber of women he attracts, they can’t resist him. Nobody is off limits, he has no moral compass, he fucks nuns, Francesca.”
My mouth falls open in horror.
Nuns…what the ever-loving fuck?
“Why are you telling me this?” I snap, horrified.
“To warn you.” He pulls into the underground parking lot of my building. “If he’s turning up at your building, he has an agenda.”
“You don’t need to worry,” I say. “Thank you for your concern, but it’s not like that between us anymore, it’s really not. And besides the point, we are both in relationships with other people.”
Antonio’s eyes hold mine in the rearview mirror and I can read his mind as clear as day.
Liar.
The elevator door opens and I rush into my apartment on a mission, I grab my laptop, I drop to my couch and click on the link.
Sinita
“Sinita?” What’s a Sinita?
The screen opens up and I put my hand over my mouth in horror.
It’s Giuliano, naked and rock hard. He’s lying back onto his elbows and covered in oil on the side of a pool.
“What the fuck?” I whisper, horrified. A song starts playing, I’ve never heard it before but it has a very distinctive piece of music, it’s been added after, like dubbed in over the top of the footage.
It looks like it’s late at night, perhaps early morning. It’s dark, the area seems to be lit up by the pool lights. Giuliano is covered in oil, his broad body rippled with muscle.
His dick is hard…and big…and oh God.
A blond girl bends and takes his hard cock into her mouth, he smiles darkly and then turns to a woman with dark hair and tongue kisses her, I see their tongues dance together as his eyes flutter closed.
I can hardly breathe as I watch on.
The dark-haired woman bends and starts to suck him too, they take turns as he lies back on his elbows watching them take their turns. They are both drop-dead gorgeous, both covered in oil.
My God….
Giuliano’s legs are spread, the muscles on his stomach ripple with oil in the light as he moves, his cock is huge and engorged and just…. Oh.
I feel myself flutter with arousal.
The music gets louder and he reaches up and slides his fingers deep into one of the girls, my sex contracts as I shudder.
I can almost feel it.
“There’s my girl,” Marcel’s voice says.
Huh?
I look up to see Marcel is standing in the doorway.
What the fuck?