A NIGHT WITH CARLO
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Chapter 3 ALECIA'S POV

It's been a week since I've heard from Carlo. We both agreed that it's a one night stand, especially since our condom broke.

I'm not going to lie, I've been thinking of that dick.

Besides Leonardo, Carlo is the only person that have fuck me, the way he talks and his groans!

Turns me on.

I can think about that night all day if I allow myself to. Now it's just a feeling of need for penetration and pussy sucking, damn my husband can't satisfy my urge.

I walk into my office for work. I hate being at this place, but I have to be here at least twice a week.

I'm sure everyone would love to sit at home all day and love to get paid.

Well, it's not really a pay I make $2000 a month but I guess it's better than nothing.

Flopping down on my rolly chair I look at the pile of unfinished documents and sighs extremely loud.

I briefly look through the papers. Reading through the one that caught my eye, it says I have to put in my 2 weeks' notice because they're planning on hiring a new staff.

My dad owns this company, so I don't think he will be happy about the manager trying to fire me. This is why I hate working at the main office.

Getting up I walk out of my office into my dad's office where the manager sit.

Opening the door I slam it behind me, when the manager turns around and faced me, "Carlo! "Baby," he says happily and got out of his chair coming to hug me.

I wasn't expecting him here. I thought he was working for the most powerful location that my dad didn't allow me work.

Putting my hand up I stopped him from hugging me, and express how I feel, "wait! Are you trying to fire me?" Because I'm not truth worthy? You should trust me because if my dad finds out someone he does business with fucked his daughter you will be dead. And while on earth will you fuck me and get me fire? He interrupted me "Calm, down baby, what are you talking about?"

He leans against the back desk.

Handing him the papers he scan through it, he goes back behind his desk getting on his phone. He offered me a seat and I sat down.

Once he gets off the phone he says, "Alecia I wouldn't even think of firing you, that pussy is way too good and your dad made it clear I shouldn't fire you. The person gave you a wrong note, he was interrupted by a gentleman walking into his office.

He got up from where he was sitting "Mr Mario, did you give Alecia this letter," he holds up the form and gentleman nods her head.

He looks scared, and Carlo does a very serious face.

"You are fired, and I want you out of my office right now" he looks at his watch I give you just ten minutes.

I feel so bad for the gentleman. He left in a hurry and I turn back to Carlo's table, "You didn't have to do that," I said. He sits back down on his chair facing me saying "you won't understand while I did that"

"Understand what?" You have no explanation for doing that.

His temper escalated quickly and he slam his hands on the desk, "What did you just say to me?" he asks. He pulls out a gun from under his table and says, "Don't think because I fucked you I won't blow your head off."

Wow!

That's cool!

"You think I'm fucking scared of you" I said laughing.

I had guns pointed at me since I was a kid, so I'm not scared.

He puts the gun on my forehead,

I move my head away from the gun after making eye contact with him for a while, Standing up and I said "if you are not going to kill me, I have to go," He puts the gun back where he pulled if from and I walk behind his table. Leaning and kissing him.

He stands up while making out with me and I grab his boner, "meet me here tonight, I want to fuck you again, "he whispers against my lips.

Moving away from the kiss I say "no," before walking away from his office.

I want to fuck him but he's going to wait a long while.

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I walk inside of my apartment to my husband and his damn friends sitting on the couch, "hi babe," he said getting up from the couch. He walks over to me giving me a peck, "you are back so early," he says.

"Yeah, I got a new boss at the office, "His so cool" I said. Leonardo gives me a peck and went back to his friends.

Well, I think he's in a good mood today.

I walked into the kitchen running into the worst and irritating friend of them all, Aldo. "Nice to see you once again Alecia," he says.

"I was about showing Leonard these videos, "he holds up his phone and I became so shocked and surprised.

It's a video of me and Carlo making out at the bar the other day.

"If you don't want me to show your husband this, I have a deal for you," he places his phone back in his pocket.

"What's the deal?" I said.

"Come to my place tonight and give me a massage, you know what I mean?"

Eww, I would rather Let Leonardo find out I cheated on him than to have sex with this irritating motherfucker.

He walks off and I got my bottle water.

Even though I'm pissed at Carlo, I feel I should let him know what happened.

Walking to my room I see my husband and his dirty friends drinking in the sitting room.

I walk down the hallway to my room, closing the door.

Flopping on the bed, then I called Carlo.

He answers at the first ring, "so are you changing your mind about fucking tonight," he asks with a laugh.

"No, just listen," I breathe out before explaining, "One of my childhood friend took videos of us making out and I really can't have those out. He threaten to send them to my dad if I don't have sex with him tonight.

"What's the son of a bitch name," he asks.

"Aldo Luca, why I ask.

He ignores my question before saying something else "I have to go, Baby, I will check up on you late."

He hangs up the call before I could say anything.

After a few second, I slowly start to sleep off.

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I wake up to my husband yelling with his cracking annoying voice at me. I can't understand what he's saying so I ask "what's the problem," till feeling sleepy.

"You know after my friends leave you are supposed to cook and clean everywhere. Now its 11pm and I haven't eaten yet," He screams.

I fucking hate this man, I regret getting married to him, I should have just listened to my dad.

"Why can't you do it yourself, you're 30," I respond. He walks over to me slapping his hand across my face.

I pushed him with my whole body " Don't you ever slap me again"

So after me pushing him I slap him across his face harder than he did to me, "I'm not your punching bag or a toy," I yelled.

He holds his cheek and adjusts his jaw, "I pay for every fucking thing we own, and yet you treat me like I'm a trash, "I continued.

"You don't deserve to be treated well, you aren't even a real woman! What kind of woman can't have kids and get herself a family, "he yells back throwing his arms in the air.

That hurt....

I tried to give a child but things didn't work out.

I've always wanted to be a mom but maybe that's God way of telling me don't have a child with this monster.

"I can make it on my own as a matter of fact, I have dinner to go to tomorrow.

Turns out my biological family has millions and I'm going to be discussing with one of my cousins about getting a share. Once I have, we are done with this marriage, his tone was cocky.

Divorce!!!

"Okay, I replied with a laugh.

I went into the kitchen to make myself something nice to eat

That bastard can starve, I don't care.

            
            

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