Twisted Fixation

『 Chapter 71 』

"We are going to Sicily by next week. If you really want to be of help to me, then be Yuri's personal guard while we are there. I know mama could harm Yuri once we get there, and for the sake of the family, do not let that happen, so there is no need for me to kill her. I have done it to Papà, so killing another head of the family is no big deal for me."

Valentina was silent for a moment, then slowly let out a heavy sigh and looked at Yuri with a small smile. "I won't let anything happen to Yuri and the baby; I promise you that. Just come home and introduce her to the family already."

Instead of a response, Giancarlo pulled Yuri to the stairs, and they ascended to the second floor. Yuri looked back at Valentina, who was just looking at them emotionlessly.

Once they had already entered their bedroom, Giancarlo began kissing her fiercely and passionately, his hands roaming over her body. She expected that somehow his sexual desire was already gone after they talked with Valentina, but it looks like his desire for her has only intensified.

"Do you think we should just leave your sister there?"  she asked. Her voice was filled with concern.

"We are in our bedroom already, Yuri. Do not concern yourself with such useless matters. She is not a child. She can take care of herself."

Giancarlo then lifted up her dress, revealing her bare skin underneath as he carried her down the bed, gently placing her on the soft sheets. Yuri moaned softly as Giancarlo's hands traced her curves, then his hand traveled between her legs.

"Ugh," she gasped, her body responding eagerly to his touch as he continued to explore her mouth with his tongue.

"I think it's the pregnancy that's making your breasts extra sensitive," Giancarlo whispered as he took one of his breasts into his mouth, gently sucking and teasing it with his tongue. "And I noticed that they got bigger too." Yuri's breath hitched as she arched her back, craving more of his touch.

She grabbed his hair and pulled him closer, a low moan escaping her lips.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Yuri," Giancarlo whispered huskily as he shut her up with a deep, passionate kiss. "You deserve to be worshipped like the goddess you are and be fucked until you can't stand up."

She felt the heat rise up to her cheeks as his dirty talk sent shivers down her spine.

"Open wide for me, love, and put your legs on my shoulders."

Yuri complied eagerly, surrendering herself completely to his dominant presence. The anticipation of what was to come made her pulse race and her body ache with need.

It did not take long before she felt his shaft teasingly trace circles around her sensitive entrance. She is also dripping, but it seems that Giancarlo intended to take his time, heightening her craving for him.

"Giancarlo, stop!" she gasped, her voice filled with a mix of desire and frustration. She wanted him to take her to satisfy the burning ache within her, but his teasing was driving her wild.

Her plea only seemed to fuel his desire further as he continued to toy with her, prolonging the delicious torture.

"I do not like it when I am being bossed around, even in the bedroom, but it seemed like you had put a spell on me."

She smirked at that and whispered, "Well, maybe I enjoy having a little power over you."

Her eyes widened when he suddenly entered her. "You're really a good girl, did you know that? You always take me so well."

Yuri shut her eyes when Giancarlo began to move, his movements matching the rhythm of her gasps and moans. He is hitting her so deeply that his balls are slapping against her with each thrust.