Chapter 19
Marco POV
By the time Alia finished work and returned to the apartment, it was already past ten in the evening.
“You’re back,” I called out, appearing in the doorway. “You’ve been drinking.”
Alia nodded, she surprised I could tell. “Just a little.”
*Drinking is acceptable,” I said carefully, “but next time, I need to be present.”
Alia promised, heading toward our room. “Goodnight, Marco.”
After showering in the bathroom, Alia could still smell a faint scent of wine on skin.
On impulse, Alia decided to go to the hot spring pool to relax before going to sleep.
Floating on back, Alia gazed up at the stars scattered across the night sky. The peaceful moment suddenly transported her back three years, another night in Monterano when the stars had looked just as beautiful.
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Three years. That night in Monterano when her entire world collapsed. The night Gabriele Castro revealed his true colors and used her to get information on her father’s business partners. The night her parents were forced to disown Alia to protect family name from scandal.”
“Dad… Mom… it’s been three years,” Alia whispered to the stars, her voice catching. “I’m married now. My husband is… he’s successful, powerful. You don’t need to worry about me anymore.”
The words felt hollow even as they left her lips. Would they even care? After sending Alia away, they didn’t even try to contact her once during those three years!
The wine made her thoughts fuzzy, Alia eyelids heavy. Alia leaned back against the smooth stone edge, letting my fingers trail in the warm water.
Just for a minute, Alia murmured, closing my eyes against the spinning sensation. “I’ll just rest for a minute..
When i returned to the manor suite, i checked watch.
It was already past midnight, and family matters had proven more troublesome than expected–there was a problem with the shipment at Dark Bay, with some of it being seized by the police, so i needed to handle it personally.
“Alia?” i called, moving through the darkened rooms. The bedroom was empty, the covers undisturbed,
Alia phone lay on the nightstand, its screen lighting up with a notification from my university about tomorrow’s online internship report meeting.
A flicker of concern crossed my face. I moved quickly through the suite, checking each room. Finding nothing, my headed outside, a growing sense of unease propelling i toward the private hot spring area.
In the moonlight, i spotted her immediately–her small form slumped beside the pool, head tilted at an awkward angle, the wine bottle tipped over beside her. As I watched in horror, her body began to slide toward the steaming water,
“Alia!” I sprinted forward, as I plunged into the hot water. In three powerful strokes, I reached her just as my face dipped below the surface. My hands gripped her waist, pulling her up against my chest as I waded back to the edge,
What the hell were you thinking? 1–demanded.
Alia’s eyes fluttered open, glazed and unfocused. “Marco?” she murmured, her voice thick with wine and sleep. Instead of answering my question, she smiled dreamily and nuzzled against my jacket. “You’re so warm…
I realized how drunk she was, and my anger immediately turned to concern. Her silk robe had partially split open, revealing the smooth skin
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underneath.
“Come on, piccola. Let’s get you inside,” I said, lifting her into my arms. She curled against my instinctively, her face pressed into the crook of my neck.
“You smell nice,” she mumbled, her lips brushing against my skin. “Like… expensive.”
Alia slurred drunkenly, “Marco, why do you smell like alcohol, darling. Too much wine.”
I carried Alia back to the bathroom. I carefully placed her on the marble bench. Turning around, I switched on the shower, and steam began to fill the entire room.
“Arms up,” I instructed.
Alia complied with a giggle, raising my arms like a child. “Are you going to bathe me, Mr. Vittorio?”
My jaw clenched as carefully removed her robe, “You need to sober up. The hot water will help.
As the silk slid from her shoulders, Aliashivered despite the steam. I quickly wrapped an oversized towel around her.
“You’re soaking wet too,” Alia pointed me, reaching for my tie with clumsy fingers. “Let’s shower together.”
I captured my hands in her, stepping back slightly. “Alia, you’re drunk.
Alia pouted, leaning forward until her forehead rested against my chest. “Don’t you want me?”
“Woman, you brought this on yourself!”
Under the bathroom lights, I could clearly see Alia kneeling before me, her hands working my penis together. Within moments, she let out a delicate gasp and took my glans into her mouth.
‘Hiss, that feels so good, I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of pleasure.
Alia’s lips were soft. Though this wasn’t her first time giving me oral, the sensation of her mouth enveloping my shaft still felt incredibly exhilarating.
Drunk as she was, Alia gradually became more skillful as she moved. She knew to wrap her lips around her teeth, ensuring that during the entire process, my penis wouldn’t be grazed by them.
A few minutes later, Alia’s movements became more adept, and soon I felt a faint urge to ejaculate,
Before long, Alia began attempting to deepthroat, though she wasn’t very successful. As soon as my penis reached her throat, she felt the urge to gag and had to pull it out, coughing lightly a couple of times before taking it back into her mouth.
I truly felt her sincerity. In the past, I enjoyed pushing my penis deep into her throat–it felt incredibly satisfying–but this was the first time she had taken the initiative to do it for me.
Alia sucked for a long time, and my penis began to swell and grow larger. I clenched my teeth, drawing in sharp breaths, but it was no use. The hot, wet softness of her tongue sent shivers through my entire body in an instant. My lower abdomen tightened, as if every muscle in my body was activated at that moment.
My eyes widened, my buttocks clenched, and the penis in Alla’s mouth twitched uncontrollably,
Alia tried to pull away, but I held the back of her head firmly. Immediately after, I lost control, and streams of milky white semen shot into her mouth.
