Ottaviano ✓

♥ Chapter Twenty Five ♥

      ............ JASMINE ...........

I'm woken up from my slumber by loud banging on my front door. I try to ignore it hoping for whoever it was to give up and walk the hell away, but luck has never been on my side. Instead of going away, the person decides to knock even harder.

   I let out a loud frustrated groan before ripping my warm comforter off of my body and making my way to the door. I'm so frustrated that I don't even consider looking through the peephole before unlocking the door and revealing the last person I thought it could be.

   Nothing would have ever prepared me for the sight in front of me. Ottaviano stands– more like leans against my door frame trying to support himself. His hair is messier than it usually is and he has on a black puma tracksuit with black sneakers. His body is missing his usual rings, gold chain and nose piercing. His eyes are low and... Lifeless? Don't get me wrong, his eyes always looks somewhat lifeless but not to this extent. He looks like he's aged 10 years since I saw him, which was 24 hours ago. After he collapsed yesterday, Enzo took him out of the apartment after assuring me that he was just stressed. I didn't hear anything from either of them till now.

   "You have a bad habit of staring gufetto" Ottaviano slurs letting me know he's drunk.

  "Are you drunk?" I ask the most stupid question in that moment.

"Ding ding ding, you're dumb gufetto" Ottaviano chuckles and I catch myself smiling a bit.

  "Are you going to let me in? I'm tired gufetto" Ottaviano says lifting his hand to run it through his already messy hair.

    My eyes widen at the amount of dried blood on his hand. I reach out and bring his hand closer to my face to inspect it. He's hurt. I pull him inside of the house, locking the door behind him. I pull him in the direction of my room before rolling my eyes at his voice.

   "Relax gufetto, daddy's going to fuck you good. No need to rush"

  I ignore his hand lightly squeezing my ass as we walk inside the bathroom. I switch on the lights and make him sit on the closed toilet sit. I open the drawers looking for my first aid kit, sighing after finding it. I pull it out before moving back towards Ottaviano, who's staring at me with so much curiosity.

  "I thought you were looking for condoms" Ottaviano frowns at the first aid kit in my hands.

  "Please give me your hand I need to clean it before it gets infected" I say when he puts his hand behind his back

  "Let's fuck first" he looks down at me. Yes down. Ottaviano is still taller than me even when he's sitting. Not that tall, maybe an inch though.

   "No. Now give me your hand" I say firmly and he scoffs at that.

  "I'm not giving you shit till we fuck gufetto" He says determined to get me to agree.

  Not happening.

" Just give me your hand Viano" I say getting fed up with his behavior right now. For Christ sake, it's literally 1 in the goddamn morning.

  "You don't want me too?" Ottaviano whispers so low that I almost didn't catch what he said.

  "What?" I ask confused by his sudden mood change.

  "Nothing. Forget I said something" he says trying to get up but I push him down by his shoulders.

  "Sit down. We can fuck later alright? Just let me clean your hand" I say and he immediately gives me his hand... Men.

  We're still not doing anything.

  I clean the dried blood with a wet cloth before inspecting the cut. And luckily, it's not too deep. I clean it with some alcohol and he doesn't even flinch. After disinfecting his wound and putting on some ointment, I neatly wrap it up.

   " There all done " I say taking a step back.

  I look down at him and I notice he's almost falling over from being too tired. I help me get up despite the protests that come from him. We make our way to the bed. I'm going to crush in with bear tonight... Or morning.

   "What are you doing?" I ask Ottaviano when I notice him undressing.

Please not this again.

"It's hot. I could fucking roast beef in this shit" he says over exaggerating.

  "It's not that hot" I say to his ignorant ass that is now only standing in his Calvin Klein boxers.

  "You wouldn't know it. You're a fucking idiot" he says before letting out a yawn.

   "I'm this close to kicking you out" I show him the space between my thumb and pointer finger

  "Do you ever shut up? You're always starting bullshit with me" he says laying on top of the covers

  "Me! You started this" I say but he clearly doesn't give a fuck. He waves me away turning to lay on his stomach.

  I roll my eyes throwing my hands in the air before grabbing a pillow trying to make my way out of  the room before I chock him in his sleep.

  "Where are you going?" He asks confused by my action

"To sleep" I lift an eye brow at him

  "Come here" he says and for some unknown reason I walk over to him. I sit at his side but he pulls to him.

    Now that I'm this close to him, all the emotions come. The pain, humiliation, lust, nerves.... Everything I feel around him.

 
   Ottaviano pushes me on my back and gets on top of me. He places a gentle but passionate kiss on my lips before pulling away. He stares at me with an emotion I can't figure out before placing another kiss on my lips, then another one on my neck before laying his head on my stomach. He throws one hand and leg over me, getting comfortable. After minutes of silence, he mumbles,

   "Do you ever wish you were someone else"

  "Yeah. All the time" I whisper to him and I feel him smile at that

  "I don't want to do this anymore" he mumbles lowly

  "Do what Viano" I ask and I feel him let out a deep breath

   "She took her away from me. She was pregnant. I knew that she was pregnant but Sofia decided to give her away when I was away on business. S-she just gave her away to a man that killed her. I watched that man abuse her and I couldn't do anything about it. I was far from her. She called to me you know, but I couldn't do anything. Even in her weakest moment s-she still trusted me with her safety but I-i failed her " Ottaviano says with so much pain it causes me to shed a few tears. I feel his tears soak up my pajama top and I hug him to closer and tighter to me.

   " You know I almost caught him last week" he lets out a chuckle " but they fucked up and now he's out of reach. This is the closest I've come to catching him and when I almost got justice for her, it all came crushing down"

  " I saw him rape her gufetto." He chokes on the sentence, " I couldn't save her. I failed her"

  " Who" I lowly whisper trying not to disturb him, but at this point I was over curious.

  "My S-sister"

Another Chapter done ✓

I'm really trying to bring out the emotions in Ottaviano's character but with Viano's cold personality it's quiet.... Hard-ish.

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