VAERDA: La Grande Famiglia

⛓L'innocenza è Attraente⛓🔞

l'innocenza è attraente: Innocence is attractive

Adrian VAERDA
I climb on to my plane, that will take me to Riyadh. I fist bump the pilots and move to my favourite seat right over the wing, getting comfortable. I don't bother to look up at the air hostess who hands me a flute of champagne, her feet are clad in a pair of simple flats, the abnormality catches my eye. I look up to see her face but she is already moving to her place at the back, her hips sway slightly and her wavy black hair reaches her copious ass.

Unable to focus on the work I wanted to finish, I call for a hostess to refill my glass, only marginally hoping to see those flats again. My hopes are crushed when I see the largest pair of black stilettos. I let out a sigh causing a high pitched voice that sounded like goat hitting puberty to ask if I was feeling okay. I don't bother answering and wave her off.

I continue to call them, but she never comes, it's always the teen goats who persist in trying to get my attention. Maybe she changed her shoes? I call for them once more, I look back to see a blonde chick and wave her off before she even reaches me. The plane lands after two frustrating hours, finally as I get off the plane I see the face I wanted to see for so long. Her head is slightly bowed just like the others. I ask Zion, my head of security to get her into the car after me. He gives me subtle fed up look.

I sit down on the sofa as soon as I enter my penthouse. Pulling out my phone to call my assistant to confirm my meetings for the next two days. The bell rings and I smile, already getting hard at the thought of my upcoming activities.

I allow the elevator doors to open and the Zion stands there with the girl that's been in my head for the last few hours. Zion quickly bows, pushing the girl out of the elevator and into the room so he can go back down.

She stands stiff and clueless, her short white nails picking at the handle of the bag her hands are clasping. I move towards while loosening my tie. Her eyes widen as she steps back. I proceed to push her into the wall behind her, burying my face in her neck as I sniff her subtle perfume.

Aaliyah Khouri
I drop the bag in hands as tears prick my eyes. I stand frozen against the wall not able to push him away. A loud whimper escapes my lips causing him to halt his assault. He holds my shoulders and looks at me. Tears cascade down my face, I look up at the ceiling in an effort to blink them away.

"Woah, you alright?" He asks looking confused. Without thinking I raise my hand to slap him causing his head to fly to the side as his hand clasps his cheek. I look him through my tears, gasping for air as I whimper. I crouch down, one hand holding my hair the other holding my chest in an attempt to breathe properly.

"What the fuck?" He curses. I dry my tears and stand up, facing him.
"How dare you?" I whisper, choking on my tears in the process.
"What?" He asks.
"How fucking dare you?" I raise my voice.
He scoffs and moves towards a table in the centre of the room, pouring himself a drink.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He says and drowns his drink in one go.
"Why the fuck would you touch me you brainless cretin."
"Like you wouldn't want me to." He remarks, refilling his glass. I march over to him, snatching his glass, downing it all without wincing. He watches me, stunned.

"Are you deranged? Hell, you literally almost raped me you asshole." I swing my hand to slap again but he catches it with a bone crushing grip.
"That's enough. You came up here on your own, you knew what was coming."
"Why the fu-, no how the fuck would I come up here knowing whatever."
"Oh please, that's what you came for, that's what everyone comes here for."
I look at him confused, not understanding a word he was sputtering.
"You're hella hot though." Is this guy absolutely insane?
"Yeah no,fuck off." The hard shots of liquor gets to both of us fast. Sat on opposite ends of the ottoman, we bicker back and forth, cursing each other to the ends of the earth.

The white ceiling glares back at me as I rub my eyes in an attempt to open my eyes, I take in my surroundings with a soft gasp. I jerk up causing a sharp wave of pain through my head. I then spot the devil from my dreams snoring with his warm legs bolted over mine, as if to keep me in place.

I sigh in relief as I see my black uniform still intact under the long warm quilt covering the both of us. I look up to see numerous men uniformly dressed in fitted maroon suits spread out across the expanse of the house.

A man sees that I am awake and informs me that it's five in the evening and that there is a car to take me to wherever if I wished to leave. I simply nod, too confused to form a sentence. Pulling out my compact mirror I fix my bed head and push his legs off mine. I pick up my bag that was where I had dropped it yesterday near the elevator.

Adrian VAERDA
The loud ping of the elevator ringing through the room wakes me up. I can hear my head pounding through my ears and I immediately reach under the table for my precious stock of Advil.

Zion is by my side the second I let out a loud groan. Quickly informing me that 'Aaliyah' left just 5 minutes ago. I just realised that I didn't even know her name but managed to black out drunk with her.

"I want her on my next flight." I instruct as I make my way to the fridge pulling out a carton of apple juice.
"You have a dinner appointment with Shahid Ali, sir at eight at the Ritz Carlton. We need to confirm where you would like place a reservation for tonight."
"The lounge, what is it called? Turquoise lounge?" I ask
"The turquoise cigar lounge sir. A reservation for eight, sir?" He confirms again.
"At eight, yes" I confirm. " also clear out the pool, I'm gonna go for a swim."
"Yes sir."
"And tell Sadiya or whatever to join me down there."
"Yes sir."

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By the time I get to the pool, Suhana, which is her name apparently is already lounging on a pool chair, wearing just a black bikini bottom fondling her tits with a large sun hat covering her face.

I replace her fingers with mine, roughly twirling her tits between my fingers resulting in her letting out a long series of moans, her back arching off the pool chair. I fling her into the pool, diving in after her. Pushing her into the edge of the pool I rip of the only piece of clothing on her. I push right into her, thrusting as she meets my thrusts half way.

Zion walks in informing me that I been here for an hour and a half and need start getting ready now, not sparing a glance at the girl who is blabbering like her life depends on it. I continue rutting my hips, pulling out as soon as she comes. I wrap a towel around my hips, my boner pressing against the material.
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