Mia:
I stood by the kitchen counter, dicing the vegetables I needed to prepare dinner when I heard the sound of the front door opening and closing. Without having to check, I knew it was Giovanni. A smile spread to my lips when he walked into the kitchen, heading towards me and wrapping his arms around my waist. He nuzzled his soft lips against my neck, slightly sucking on my soft spot.
“How was your day, gattino?” he murmured into my ear, his hands lightly stroking my hips, barely covered by his t-shirt that I had on.
“It was okay,” I answered amidst smiles, baring my neck for him to go on with his ministrations, while I continued dicing the vegetables, trying my best to pay attention, to avoid cutting my fingers in the process.
Giovanni:"How far are you from home, Mio Amore(my love)?" My mother's voice laced with her heavy Italian accent streamed into my ear from the phone speaker."Soon Madre(mother). I'm on my way from the airport." I replied, raising my hand to my aching chest.It was a miracle that I could reply to her calmly when my entire heart was burning as though it was in flames. I'd been feeling the burn since I woke up in the morning. Why my heart was aching, I couldn't tell. I'd been well the previous night, while I spoke to my mom about my return."Alright Mio Amore(my love), I can't wait to see you," I heard shuffling sounds from the phone speaker and the clanking of what sounded like pots and spoons. "The entire clan is already at the packhouse
Mia:The packhouse was filled with people assembled in different corners conversing, with the majority of the females, both young and old, giggling.With the way the females were dressed, one would think they were gathered for a college frat party. But that wasn't the case.Luna Emilia's son, Giovanni was returning home from the US where he'd gone to study and he was next in line to become Alpha of the Blackwood pack after the death of his father. The entire pack members were gathered to welcome him.And you're wondering why the women dressed in a slutty way?Well, Giovanni was still a bachelor at the age of thirty. Having been away from home since he was eighteen, he was
Giovanni:"We-welcome back alpha." The human maid who my mother introduced as Mia stammered before scurrying away.My mom chuckled at her reaction, turning to me."You've chased that lovely girl away with your fierce gaze," she slapped my arm playfully but I only shrugged in response. "When did you become this man?" She stared me in the eyes with furrowed brows but I knew she was being playful. "You used to be all lovey-dovey but after so many years, that cute little boy is gone." She added, raising her hands to pinch my cheeks but she couldn't get past my shoulders and I wasn't about to lower my head and let her do it.Catching her hands in mine, I lowered my head and pressed a kiss to her palms.
Mia:I watched as ripples formed on the water with the stone I'd tossed into it settling under the lake. The water was so clear that I could see the bottom. Under the bright moonlight which illuminated the forest ground, the lake shone.Staring at the calm water brought a sense of calm to me. It was my nightly ritual to visit the lake before I went to bed.I stood by the water and kept staring into it as the night breeze blew past, making me pull my robe tightly against me to avoid catching a cold.Out of nowhere, I heard a low growl. Quickly, I turned my head in the direction of the sound. My eyes landed on the silhouette of a wolf behind one of the trees a few feet away from me.
Mia:The sight of the messy packhouse greeted me as soon as I stepped into it. Plastic cups, empty bottles, and glasses littered the floor coupled with the sofas and chairs that had been rearranged in different positions to fit the guests the previous night.Seeing the work I had to do, I sighed. I'd woken up early just to clean up and still prepare breakfast early. Hence, I was groggy from the lack of sleep the previous night as a result of Images of a naked Giovanni flashing through my mind's eye throughout most of the night.Moving away from the door I'd been resting on, I got to work, picking the plastic cups and glasses from the floor. Thereafter, taking out the bottles to the recycle bin.About an hour later, I was done cleaning th
Mia:After rushing out of Giovanni's room, I climbed down the stairs, returned the cleaning supplies to the closet where I'd taken them from, and went into the kitchen to help Luna Emilia prepare breakfast."Was he good to you?" She asked, sparing me a glance as soon as she saw me."Y-yes". I answered, nodding my head to make her believe.Stopping what she was doing, she turned towards me to give me her full attention."Mia, are you sure?""He was nice to me" I drawled out, plastering a smile on my face. In response, she returned my smile but shook her head.Th
Giovanni:I'd been in my room replying to emails when I heard the angry grunts of a male voice coming from the main house. After mom left, Mia and I were the only ones at the main house.At first, I tried to pass them off as sounds of those at the packhouse but when I heard them again, I was further convinced they were coming from the main house.Dropping my phone on the nightstand, I left the room and began climbing down the stairs. Halfway down the stairs, I heard the voice of a man threatening a woman with the words,"I'll fuck your slutty body and treat you like the whore you are."My face morphed into a scowl at the words the asshole was using on a woman. To make matt
Mia:The moment I escaped from Giovanni’s room, I began planning various ways and outfits to disobey him. Although he had saved me from the hands of Santos, that doesn’t give him enough reason to make rules for me, concerning what I wear and what I shouldn’t. With the strong urge to defy his orders, I strutted to my room and changed into tiny jean shorts that were barely covering my asscheeks, and a crop top with a low neckline, exposing a fair amount of my cleavage.Looking at myself in the mirror, I winced at the reflection that stared back at me because even for me, my dressing was beyond my comfort zone but at the end, the strong will to defy Giovanni won. With the way I was dressed, it was common knowledge that I’d be getting more annoying comments from the men around the packhouse but I convinced myself th