If Loving You is Wrong

12: Complications

Liana lay in Antonio's arms after their lovemaking, trailing her fingers over his fine chest hair.

He had a very large chest; he was a large man and she loved the feel of him beneath her delicate fingers. Absentmindedly, she clawed her nails lightly over one of his pecs and he chuckled, his voice rumbling in her ear,

"You like to do that don't you? I think I have some marks on my back." Liana lifted her head in shock,

"Really?" Antonio chuckled and kissed the tip of her nose,

"I highly doubt it piccolo," she flicked him and lay her head back down on his chest.

"I like the feel of you," she admitted quietly. "I've not been with anyone as...intimidating as you." She smirked to herself, knowing her couldn't see her but felt him shift his head, probably to look down at her.

"So..." she waited mischievously for his response. "What type of men do you usually sleep with?"

She hadn't expected him to go in that direction but she had nothing to hide so she lifted her head to look at him again.

"Man, not men. I've only been with one other person." Antonio was silent for a moment.

"I see, and, where is he?"

"Climbing a mountain somewhere I would imagine. He figures himself some kind of Indiana Jones and left me to follow his dreams of seeing the world."

Antonio laughed at that,

"You did not wish to join him?"

Liana sighed and rested her chin on her interlinked hands,

"I thought about but I wasn't ready to give up my own dreams to see a world I'd already seen. Growing up a Vargas, travel was second nature. I've been fortunate enough to...Antonio?" Liana looked at him in confusion as the colour drained from Antonio's face.

"Antonio what's wrong?"

"What did you just say?"

"I said my family travelled a lot..."

"No no, the name, your family name."

"Vargas, why?"

"As in Leonardo Vargas..."

"Is my father."

Antonio looked like he was going to be sick as he sat up in the bed,

"Oh, dear God,"

Liana sat up and raised the sheet around her breasts as she looked over at him,

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong Liana is that you're my client's daughter!"

Antonio threw the covers back and climbed out of her bed. She took a few seconds to admire his tight buttocks and impressive member even though it had gone down for the moment; before she scampered off the bed after him,

"Antonio what's the big deal?"

He straightened up from picking up his underwear and stepping into them before turning to look at her with pure rage,

"The big deal Liana is that your father is a respected businessman and I've just fucked his daughter! God Liana, David and I are working on a new project with him and your mother!"

"...oh,"

"Yes, oh!" he snapped again as he looked around for his jumper. Liana stood with the sheet wrapped around her, stunned for the moment.

"So, what are you saying, that's it?"

He didn't reply as he bent to pick up his socks, but she reached out and punched his shoulder,

"Answer me Antonio!"

Antonino straightened to his full height and looked down at her, but she refused to be intimidated by him. She wasn't going to do this with him again without a fight or explanation,

"I cant do this with you anymore."

"Why, because you say so? Why don't I ever get a say in this!" he growled in frustration and he turned away from him, but she spun him back around,

"Don't walk away from me Antonio. You're going to stay here and explain to me why at every little issue; you want to walk away! Ive only known you for a few days and all we do is fight! I don't want that, do you!"

He looked down at her and something in his eyes told her that she had touched something in him, but she didn't know what. He was conflicted, that much was certain, but he just needed a little more persuasion.

"We like each other and I don't want to keep fighting just to get to know you. I don't want to fight at all so please...talk to me before running away."

Antonio smiled then, a little one but a smile none the less and reached out to stroke the side of her face,

"Are you sure you're only twenty-two?" Liana leant her face into his hand and closed her eyes before turning her face to kiss his palm.

"We both know this is crazy but if we want to see each other, you can't keep throwing me aside."

Antonio stepped into her, pulling her body closer to him and bending to kiss her softly,

"I could never throw you aside, that much is abundantly clear."

"You were about to...why?" Antonio sighed,

"Its complicated...your father would kill me Liana,"

"What he doesn't know won't hurt you, me or him." Antonio looked at her sceptically,

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying I don't usually make it my business to tell my father who I'm sleeping with so why should this be any different?"

"You're okay with hiding us?"

There was something about that sentence that bugged Liana but she couldn't put her finger on what it was. She didn't consider it hiding their relationship if there technically was no relationship to speak of. They had just met and were just having fun, she told him as much,

"It's no one's business but our own." She said as she kissed him again and let him peel the sheet away from her breast.

Antonio lifted her into his arms and Liana wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her back to the bed.

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