Chapter 1 Russo El Massimo

"You still don't have a boyfriend. When are you ever going to have one?" Tim, one of my friends shot the question.

"Don't get me started about a boyfriend. Don't just get me started on it, Tim" I replied immediately, shooting him a glare which I knew would not stop him from continuing the topic anyways.

"C'mon, you are like 24 with absolutely zero dating experience. What the hell is that?" Tim asked with a small laugh.

"I will never understand Rosalinda" Melinda shook her head, dropping her glass of wine and then running a hand through her blonde hair.

"Y'all let her breathe" Rick cut in.

"Don't you... Don't you get sexual urges?" Tim went on anyways.

"Just shut up now" I shot him a more serious glare and that seemed to shut him up as he pressed his lips into a thin line.

The answer though was... Yes I did. I did get sexual urges and yes I didn't exactly want to be 24 with zero dating experience but I just could not help it.

It had to be this way. I had quite a number of guys after me and even a girl or two had their eyes on me but I chose to be single.

There was one thing about me. I had this really brave font and to most people, I was bold and courageous but inside of me, I knew I wasn't actually all that.

I was timid and easily felt embarrassed. I was so fucking shy when it got to things like dating and loving. Not to talk of sex. I hated the idea of being vulnerable. Of being naked and open to someone else, completely.

That vulnerable state was something I was scared of and that was why I had shied away from dating, loving and sex but I had read enough on these topics.

More than enough.... Smut books.

"C'mon, have your drink. Are you perhaps lost in thoughts?"

"Of course not" I faked a smile, picking of my glass of wine.

"Cheers!" Melinda screamed at the top of her voice and the others roared with excitement as we all clinked glasses.

I took my glass to my lips and gulped it all down before setting the glass back on the table.

"Aren't we going to dance?" Liam asked and everyone immediately got up to their feet.

"Not me. I am fine" I brushed it away.

"There goes the Miss. Serious. C'mon, have some fun! We are celebrating you here"

I almost rolled my eyes at the statement. Yeah, they were celebrating me. But what for? For bagging a job in the biggest company in the country few days after graduation??

The company belonged to my father's adopted brother anyways, so me getting a job there was actually quite easy and nothing worth celebrating but then... My friends won't let that pass.

"I really don't want to dance"

"You can be such a bore at times. C'mon, please" Tim pressed.

"Let her be now. Don't force her to dance when she isn't in the mood to do so." Rick supported me.

"There we go. The Mr. Serious supporting Ms. Serious"

"I don't feel like dancing too. Y'all go ahead" Rick added.

"Alright" they all grumbled and then moved to the dance floor while Rick plopped down beside me.

"They can be quite bothersome" he chuckled.

"I agree" I laughed softly too.

I had met every other person here at the uni but Rick had been my highschool friend. We have been friends for years now and he was really close to me.

"Did your Uncle pull strings to get you into the job? The entire thing was really fast"

"I guess he did but I don't really know. It seems he has forgotten that he left me here. Five years since he left and he barely calls. It's been... About six months since we last talked but I don't really know" I shrugged my shoulders.

"I am applying to the company too. Hopefully I get a spot"

I squinted my eyes at him.

"Really? You have to be everywhere I am?" I asked him playfully.

"I have to protect you. I am your big brother" he replied playfully.

The dummy was only a month older than I was.

"In your dreams" I laughed.

"But I do hope you get in. You being in my environment just makes it easier and more comfortable for me"

Rick gave me a smile in response and then I looked away from him, feeling something weird in my body.

It wasn't really weird but it was weird in this situation. I was feeling hot.

I let out a breath from my mouth, wondering why this was happening all of a sudden.

"Are you okay? Your face is getting all flushed up real quick" Rick pointed out.

"I am fine" I replied swiftly but I was far from fine or any word that communicated me being okay.

The feeling which started only a minute ago had grown so quickly.

"You're sure about that?" Rick questioned, concern showing on his face.

"Can you get a bottle of water please?" I asked and he hurried up to his feet, hastily leaving.

Rick might just be a month older but I agreed that he played the big brother role pretty well whenever there was a need for it.

By the time he returned, I was pressing my thighs together. I was fucking horny and I couldn't think of any logical explanation for it.

I grabbed the glass of water and downed it all quickly.

"Rosaline? Hey? You're sure you're good?" Rick crouched in front of me and I closed my eyes right.

I could not explain what was going on with me but I knew finding a solution at the moment was more important than finding out the problem behind this.

I grabbed my bag and shot up on my feet.

"I am going home"

"Rosa? What's going..."

"Will definitely see you tomorrow."

"I will drop you off then..."

"No, don't bother" I cut him off, already hurrying away.

I had felt horny a couple of times. More than a couple times in fact but never this much. It felt like a burning that had to be satiated as soon as possible. It was like a mad craving that was tearing through me.

I got into my car and revved it into motion. Good thing was my home wasn't too far from this goddamn club.

But every single minute on the way torture. The thought of pulling over and touching myself right here on the road came to my head but I refused to do so.

It was.... It was something so vulgar and so open. I could not do it so instead I just drove faster.

Getting home, in front of the huge mansion in which I lived alone with tons of maids and guards, I parked the car and swiftly alighted, almost forgetting to grab my bag along with me.

I hurried as much as I could, into the mansion and hurried even faster to my room. Getting into my room, I slammed the door shut.

I was like a bitch in heat at this point and there was nothing I wanted more than relief. Relief from an orgasm. Probably not one orgasm.

I jerked off my clothes as quickly as my hands could complete the task and I quickly got on my bed and spread my legs apart hastily.

I brushed my fingers on my pussy, feeling the wetness of it. I trembled. I couldn't believe I was this wet and horny. This could not be a natural happening. I had been drugged, definitely but my senses was not to think right now.

"Oh my" I pushed a small finger into my pussy and quivered while my other hand fondled a tit.

"Oh shit" I moaned softly, my back gently arching as I felt my climax quickly approaching, probably because I was so horny already and pent up from the drive back home.

"Fuck!" I bit down on my lips, fondling harder at my tit.

I was close to cumming. Soft moans and pleasure cries left my lips and then....

And then the door was suddenly thrown open.

My eyes which had been half closed in my pleasure flung open and my gaze fell on the man at the door.

Fuck! It was my... My dad's adopted brother!

"I... I..." I tried to say something, anything but his hard gaze on me just pushed me right off the edge where I had been.

"Aaargh!" I bit hard on my hand as I came hard in front of him.

My eyes rolled back into my head as I came shamelessly, naked and open in front of this strikingly hot man.

Russo El Massimo.