Mrs Scuderi

chapter fifty two

Fabiana's Pov
"Is it done?" I ask him over the phone. "Yes boss,"he says before i hang up content with the news before going back to my work. I'm more relieved that Amelia is now safe, even though she insists that the restraining order is enough. I'm halfway done when there's a soft knock on the door. "Miss she's awake and i brought her to you as requested,"she says handing her over to me. She's the one good thing out of all this mess. I wasn't comfortable with the title mom despite Amelia forcing it on me but maybe i would get used to it or find one that works. I still haven't decided whether i want her to grow with me as her aunt, parent or guardian. I did adopt her after all. I decide to take a stroll inside the mansion with her to relax Abit and prevent any anxiousness that may arise, especially because Amelia still wears her ex fiancee's ring.

We're in the kitchen when my phone rings again revealing her name on the screen. "Hey short stuff,"i say as Ariella plays with the loose strands of my hair.

"Did you see?"

"See what?"

"The news, Freya is dead!" She says almost freaking out and i can't understand why.

"Hey hey calm down where are you?"

"At home Fabi,"she says in a duh tone less anxious. "It's so strange that she assaults me and the next week she's dead,"she says with her voice cracking.

"I'll come get you okay?"

"No I...i think i was just shocked that's all,"

"Don't be stubborn,I'm on my way,"i say before hanging up. I hand over Ariella to her hired nanny,kissing her forehead before finding my way out. I pull up to her house and she's already at the door arguing with a shorter woman. "I dont know what you're talking about," she says clinging onto her long chunky knit cardigan uncomfortably. She walks past me with puffy eyes and i walk over to Amelia. I hug her tightly stroking her braided hair until she pulls away.

"Who was that?"

"Freya's sister,"she says bluntly like she didn't want to talk about anything right now. I can see her contemplating for a minute before she opens her door wider for me to enter. I follow her to the roof terrace where there's a half filled cup of coffee and a medium flask. "Don't...drink that,"she says sternly like I'd just take the mug and down it's contents without thinking. So she was drinking in the morning?

"Amelia are you okay? This is so unlike you,"

"and what is like me huh? That i was with a person who has a history of abusing women and now she's dead and her family thinks its me? The police called a few minutes ago and said they'll be here,"she says just as her phone rings and after a while she hangs up and walks past me to go downstairs. I'm about to follow her when i get a text that calms me down even more. I go down to where she is and there's the same woman from the station. "So you two haven't been in contact?" She asks and i can see her blinking alot. She only does that when she's about to lie and is anxious about it. I rush to her side taking her hand in mine for reassurance despite knowing that she's lying.

She's in this mess because i wasn't thinking about what would happen after. "No not really," she says and the woman jolts something in her notepad before standing up. I insist on walking her out before Amelia's body language makes her rethink. "I'm a huge fan of your work miss Fabiana Scuderi!" She says failing to hide her excitement. "Oh really i didn't know,"i say genuinely to the ginger head.

"Why were you asking her questions?"

"Just making sure all facts check out,"she says simply before getting in her car and driving off. "Hey you,"i say finding her standing by the glass window. "I didn't take the ring off before because i was scared you were just after me because i wasn't available," she says with her back facing me. "Fabi you said you'll take care of it, please promise me you had nothing to do with this whatsoever," she says now looking up to to me not once breaking eye contact. "I wouldn't do anything like that and you know it. I'm not my mom Amelia," I say knowing there's some truth in that statement. She wraps her small arms around me and i do the same, planting kisses on her head because of her small frame.

We stay like that for a while before she pulls away. "How's Ariella?" She asks sniffling away her sobs from earlier.

"She's fine...did you talk to Freya after restraining order?"

"I did," she says simply and subtly not wanting to go on with the conversation.

"I have brunch with Ophelia and Riles, do you want to come? You can bring Ariella as well,"

"Are you sure you're okay to do that?"

"Fabi I'm not a weakling,i was just shocked by everything. Still am but I'll live,"she says making my stomach burn with anger that despite everything she was still sympathetic towards her, like she didn't deserve what happened to her but guess what Carino, she did. No one lays a finger on you and lives to see another day when I'm around. I think to myself. She looks at me as if studying me before walking slowly with calculated steps towards me. She tucks loose strands of hair behind my ears tiptoing in the process,she traces her fingers along my jaw line and over my lips before looking between them and my eyes.

She tiptoes fully pulling me to her and I let her, feeling her soft lips on mine as she wraps her hands around my neck and my hands subconsciously find their way to her butt giving it a rough squeeze making a soft moan escape her lips and that lets me deepen the kiss. She leads me to her room and i let her, then to her bathroom and I'm still willing. I know she's trying to get the edge off but even then I'd let her have her way with me. Im shamelessly in love with this woman and would do literally anything for her. "Fuck me,"she whispers seductively in my ear and that's all it takes to lift her up and set her perfect ass on the wide sink.

She slowly opens her legs wider after getting rid of her thin cotton shorts letting me get a view of her bare core. She directs me to it and i trace a few kisses on her inner thighs before rdiving into my breakfast. I flick my tongue around her sensitive nub and suck from time to time as her moans get louder. "Yes daddy just like that...mmmmh,"she moans. She laces her fingers in my hair massaging it softly as i work on her. "I'm gonna-" she doesn't get to finish because i fasten my pace making her legs shake as she squirms trying to push me away but i tighten my grip on her thighs and keep going until she's riding out her second orgasm.

I get up from my crouched position and release my pulsating member before helping her down and spinning her so i can see her face through the mirror. I slip myself inside her. "You're so fucking wet for me,"i say softly watching her smirk through the mirror. She's so fucking hot. I think to myself as i thrust deep in her tight wet core. She grips the sides of the sink for support and I'm even more lost at the effect i have on her from the facial expressions she's making. I'm the reason behind this messy desperate display, not her.

I pull out and she immediately kneels taking it all in greedily which makes me chuckle lightly.

"Why do you always do that?"

"Because you taste so good in my mouth,"she says looking properly fucked before walking into the shower leaving me there to decide whether i want to join in. "Oh if it isn't the queen of stopping time!," Ophelia says sarcastically clearly unhappy with the time she's showing up. She's her best friend and even now she still doesn't know how to get her to be on time? But that would require some moaning and different positions but ofcourse she wouldn't know. "Heyy Fabiana," the teenager hugs me like i had been gone forever. "Hey cutie,"i say returning the hug and when she pulls away her cheeks are a burning red.

I take my seat next to Amelia who seems more composed than earlier, even smiling a bit. Ophelia orders food while Riley fills us in on her school adventures, she clearly has no idea her favourite aunt is dead and the look on Ophelia's face is clear, 'don't you mention that to her'. I look over to Amelia who's laughing at how her goddaughter is explaining her experience, and in this moment I conclude that i only want her and nobody else. I love her and her alone. I want her to be happy but only if it's with me. I'm selfish with her because she's selfless and most people just like to take advantage.

"What are you looking at?"

" You. You have butter right here,"i say gesturing to my lip.

"But she does-"

"shut up Riles you can't see it from all the way there,"i say leaning over to remove it and end up using my lips to remove it. "There, all clean," i say pulling away oblivious to the other two seating across from us. "Thank you," she says smiling shyly. God that fucking adorable smile!