"I'm going to fuck you until you say you're sorry for being a fucking brat," he snarled in my ear.
"Yes, Daddy" I moaned while his fingers moved in sync in pussy.
"Brava ragazza," he cooed.
[Good girl]
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Naina Patel- A 21 year old genius lawy...
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I stalk down the stairs, smoke practically flying out of my ears.
Why are they drunk at one in the fucking afternoon?
I can feel my heart practically beating out of my chest.
I'm gonna tell these motherfuckers off.
The sound of laughter grows louder as my distance to the backdoor gets shorter.
"And then he was like Alessandro I hate her but she's so hot, and then I'm like dude just fuck her," Alessandro recalls our PRIVATE text conversation.
The whole group bursts out in booming laughter.
That's not how it happened.
I open the sliding glass door with a loud thud, causing all heads to turn to face me.
"Why are you guys drunk at eleven in the fucking morning?"
"We are not drunk, hell we barely even drank," Rocco argues back.
"Then why is Naina acting like she drank fifty shots of vodka?".
"I don't know, she only drank a little."
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3rd Person POV
3 hours before
Naina brought the bottle of tequila to her lips. She hadn't had a drop of alcohol before. She could blame her strict parents or her overprotective brothers, but in reality she hated doing something that was wrong. If anything her own morals got in the way of being a regular teenager.
She tipped the bottle up causing the clear liquid to make its way into her mouth. I burned, but she kept her cool. She allowed the tequila to burn a line down her throat, and surprisingly she found herself enjoying the drink. She took another gulp, now loving the way the alcohol burned.
A small smirk of satisfaction grew on her face as she drank and listened to the conversation around her.
"No, prime Batman could totally beat prime Captain America," Ben argued while sipping on his beer.
"You are so fucking dumb, prime Captain America is so much better than Batman," Rocco argues back.
She continuously takes swigs of the vodka which, after a little, makes her head feel lighter and her body feel freer.
"Let's play truth or dare," she blurts out.
"Great idea." Alessandro takes a gulp, wiping a drop of water from his chin. "I'll go first, and I choose"—he pauses for dramatic effect—"dare."
Isa taps her chin, pretending to think hard. Then a mischievous glint flashes in her eyes. "Errmmm, do twenty pushups with Naina on your back."
