Pampered After Divorce - Chapter 91: Chapter 91
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Molly’s POV
I was surprised to see Nicole in the office, but there was nothing I could do about it. The fact that Gianni restricted her from any important documents was enough for me.
My coming with him to his office was due to his insistence on showing me something important, but it turned out he just wanted to be intimate with me.
After our last encounter, it took me a few days to recover, so we hadn't been intimate again. However, as soon as he lifted me onto the desk and moved between my thighs, I knew he was determined.
I was worried it would take hours like last time and warned him, "We're in the office, Gianni. I doubt you'll finish now." His husky voice replied, "It doesn't matter. Let's see where thirty minutes take us."
He set a timer and undressed me with a hunger that ignited desire within me.
His kisses were so intense that I didn't mind the possibility of hickeys.
Thankfully, his desk was clear, and he carried me to the sofa, thrusting into me with a powerful force that made me writhe.
"Gianni," I moaned, my fingers running through his hair as he thrust into me vigorously.
"You mean everything to me, Molly. You took my first time and now you have me completely. It's your fault I can't resist you," he blamed me, thrusting deeper as I shivered through my climax.
He had shown signs of desire when we woke up, but Roger interrupted before he could act on it. When we were finally alone, he was relentless with my body in a way only he could be.
His roughness drove me wild, and I worried Nicole might hear us, but only the alarm sounded. As expected, Gianni hadn't finished, but he stopped when the alarm went off.
He ignored the knocks on the door but responded to the alarm. "How about we continue after work? Hank can pick up Roger from school, and we have a date on Friday night." Spending time together made me happy, but I wanted Roger to be involved.
"No, I'll pick up Roger. I already miss him." Jealousy flashed in Gianni's eyes, and I couldn't help but laugh at his envy of his own son.
I need you more than he does right now, Molly, don't you understand?" It took me a moment to comprehend as I started putting on my clothes.
"Are you sure you'll be okay?" I inquired, noticing how aroused he still was.
If it weren't for work, I would have insisted he finish what he started. "I'll be fine as long as we continue for a while. Please agree for Roger to be with Hank this week."
His pleading tone made it impossible for me to refuse. "Just for this week, and how about the three of us visit the pack together?"
He hesitated but then kissed me again. "Sure." Holding him close, being with him made me feel youthful, not like the old woman Wesley made me feel whenever we were together.
The meeting that day in the conference room was intense, as Gianni was attempting to separate from the family's shares. When I excused myself to use the restroom, I never expected Nicole to follow me.
In my office, I had a private restroom, but in the conference room, I had to use the public one.
Nicole perceived me as the old, weak Molly, but I had to thank Gianni, Roger, and especially Hank for the training. It was Hank's punch that came in handy when Nicole threatened to kill me because of Gianni's actions on my behalf.
What brought me joy was the realization that I could defend myself without Gianni.
“Gianni and his son trained me," I replied to her question, but I no longer felt the need to fight. I unlocked the door, but she pointed a gun at my head before I could make a clean exit.
Recalling Gianni’s lessons in such situations, I raised my hands. "It’s not worth it, Nicole, give it up."
She struck me in the face with the gun, causing my head to hit the door as she pressed it against me.
"Mom told me to kill you, and that’s why I’m here. Goodbye, Molly."
Fear gripped me, not because I was afraid to die, but because I would never see Roger again, and I felt sorry for Gianni.
"He’s suffering, Nicole. If you love him, you won’t do this," I pleaded, knowing she had a crush on him, but she remained resolute.
"You're no savior. Your presence irritates me, and my time is up. I hope you rot in hell."
"Molly, Nicole, I know you're in there," Gianni's voice came from behind the door, and relief washed over me. Nicole's hand holding the gun began to shake.
I was surprised to see Nicole in the office, but there was nothing I could do about it. The fact that Gianni restricted her from any important documents was enough for me.
My coming with him to his office was due to his insistence on showing me something important, but it turned out he just wanted to be intimate with me.
After our last encounter, it took me a few days to recover, so we hadn't been intimate again. However, as soon as he lifted me onto the desk and moved between my thighs, I knew he was determined.
I was worried it would take hours like last time and warned him, "We're in the office, Gianni. I doubt you'll finish now." His husky voice replied, "It doesn't matter. Let's see where thirty minutes take us."
He set a timer and undressed me with a hunger that ignited desire within me.
His kisses were so intense that I didn't mind the possibility of hickeys.
Thankfully, his desk was clear, and he carried me to the sofa, thrusting into me with a powerful force that made me writhe.
"Gianni," I moaned, my fingers running through his hair as he thrust into me vigorously.
"You mean everything to me, Molly. You took my first time and now you have me completely. It's your fault I can't resist you," he blamed me, thrusting deeper as I shivered through my climax.
He had shown signs of desire when we woke up, but Roger interrupted before he could act on it. When we were finally alone, he was relentless with my body in a way only he could be.
His roughness drove me wild, and I worried Nicole might hear us, but only the alarm sounded. As expected, Gianni hadn't finished, but he stopped when the alarm went off.
He ignored the knocks on the door but responded to the alarm. "How about we continue after work? Hank can pick up Roger from school, and we have a date on Friday night." Spending time together made me happy, but I wanted Roger to be involved.
"No, I'll pick up Roger. I already miss him." Jealousy flashed in Gianni's eyes, and I couldn't help but laugh at his envy of his own son.
I need you more than he does right now, Molly, don't you understand?" It took me a moment to comprehend as I started putting on my clothes.
"Are you sure you'll be okay?" I inquired, noticing how aroused he still was.
If it weren't for work, I would have insisted he finish what he started. "I'll be fine as long as we continue for a while. Please agree for Roger to be with Hank this week."
His pleading tone made it impossible for me to refuse. "Just for this week, and how about the three of us visit the pack together?"
He hesitated but then kissed me again. "Sure." Holding him close, being with him made me feel youthful, not like the old woman Wesley made me feel whenever we were together.
The meeting that day in the conference room was intense, as Gianni was attempting to separate from the family's shares. When I excused myself to use the restroom, I never expected Nicole to follow me.
In my office, I had a private restroom, but in the conference room, I had to use the public one.
Nicole perceived me as the old, weak Molly, but I had to thank Gianni, Roger, and especially Hank for the training. It was Hank's punch that came in handy when Nicole threatened to kill me because of Gianni's actions on my behalf.
What brought me joy was the realization that I could defend myself without Gianni.
“Gianni and his son trained me," I replied to her question, but I no longer felt the need to fight. I unlocked the door, but she pointed a gun at my head before I could make a clean exit.
Recalling Gianni’s lessons in such situations, I raised my hands. "It’s not worth it, Nicole, give it up."
She struck me in the face with the gun, causing my head to hit the door as she pressed it against me.
"Mom told me to kill you, and that’s why I’m here. Goodbye, Molly."
Fear gripped me, not because I was afraid to die, but because I would never see Roger again, and I felt sorry for Gianni.
"He’s suffering, Nicole. If you love him, you won’t do this," I pleaded, knowing she had a crush on him, but she remained resolute.
"You're no savior. Your presence irritates me, and my time is up. I hope you rot in hell."
"Molly, Nicole, I know you're in there," Gianni's voice came from behind the door, and relief washed over me. Nicole's hand holding the gun began to shake.
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