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From Caziel's POV
Ah, where to begin? Wise to start from the very beginning, no?
Three years ago my father retired, I inherited the family company but my father did not trust me enough to handle it on my own. His solution was forcing me to have what you would call, a partner.
I reassured my father several times that I do not need a partner, but he insisted and hired his own Chief Operating Officer. But not just any Chief Operating Officer, no he had to go out of his way to hire Micah Gallichio. The short dick bastard that I went to Uni with, I fucking hate him.
La Piccola merda always tried to be better than me, but alas his attempts to one-up me always failed. For I graduated from Cambridge two years before he did, I thought I left the stronzo in my paste but it seems he's not going down without a fight.
The only way my father will allow me to run Cordecta is if I keep him as my COO through thick and thin. So it seems this dick-riding cunt has latched onto me once again.
How did I feel about this? Well, I was angry, to say the least, but that was until the Ball. You see, my family hosts this Ball every Christmas to resemble new beginnings and goodbye to old endings. Sort of like our 'out with the old, in with the new' except the theme changes every year. This special year the theme was fairy tales.
Imagine my surprise when I saw the man I hated most locked in arms with the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I was pissed, I wanted her to be mine, I dreamt of her, I saw her in the wrinkles of my sheets, I saw her shadow even when I was alone.
This woman was the epitome of beauty itself, she had to have been blessed by Aphrodite. I could go on and on about how gorgeous she is but her touch? Oh, it compares to no other.
Just the simplest graze of her hand is like touching divinity, and I'm not one for hugging but when she hugged me it felt as if I was being engulfed in warmth. Pure bliss. One thing that you should never mention in front of me? Her lips.
I could go into detail about them but I'm afraid it'd get a bit sexual. Yes, upon seeing that you can deduce that I'm a whore, a slut if you will, a raging sexaholic. Yet seeing her, I just stopped. I stopped having sex. Crazy right? Well, I couldn't imagine her face on the women that I fucked and if I didn't do that then I couldn't get it up. Only for her, only when I'm alone and imagine her. She's the only one, or she will be the only.
I might not have her yet, but I will get her. Whatever it takes, I will have her.
.~.~.~.~.
Stronzo- Asshole
La Piccolo merda- The Little Shit
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