Episode 7

"Hello," he said.

"Move!" I pushed him aside and entered the apartment. I saw Stefy, who was only wrapped in a towel. I approached her and kissed her passionately. She responded, wrapping her arms around my neck. I took off her towel and carried her to the bed.

"What the hell is happening here? Stephanie?" her boyfriend seemed angry.

"Shut up, I'm not in the mood," I said, and Stefy smiled beneath me.

"Get your filthy hands off my girlfriend," he said, trying to pull me away from her.

"Don't touch me!" I turned around and put my hand around his neck. He fell onto the bed, and I pressed harder until I saw him starting to turn purple. He struggled to get free but eventually stopped struggling and passed out.

"Now, where were we, babe?" I said to Stefy, who only grinned and spread her legs.

"What a feast," I said and moved towards her intimacy. My tongue explored her thoroughly, she moaned while I devoured her, leaving a few marks on her skin. She began to pull at my shirt and took it off.

"Put it in already!" she said.

I took off my pants and turned her around, giving her a firm spank. She screamed, but I took advantage to position her on all fours, then I entered her roughly. She screamed and moaned nonstop.

I let go when I was done.

And I pulled up my pants.

"What's wrong with you, idiot, I'm not finished yet?" she said, annoyed.

"Tell your boyfriend to let you finish, I'm out of here.”

“Alessandro, I didn't sleep with him, I just took a shower and so did he.”

“Together?" I asked, irritated.

"No, separately. He was in one room and I in another, we got dirty doing chemistry homework, we didn't do anything, I only do that with you," she said, putting her arms around my neck.

"I slept with the maid," I said.

"What?" Her eyes filled with rage. She ran to her closet and began to dress.

"What are you doing?" I asked curiously while leaning against the wall.

"I'm going to kill that wretch, no one dares to touch what's mine," she said, then she pushed me and stormed out.

"Then I'll kill this idiot," I said, pointing to the still unconscious man on the bed.

She stopped and smiled.

"Kill him, he's no use to me anymore," she said, approaching him and grabbing his legs. "Help me, idiot." I grabbed his arms, and together we lifted him. She opened my father’s car door and threw him inside.

"What are we going to do with him?" I asked.

"You need ink for your paintings, darling," she said, and I pulled her toward me, beginning to kiss her wildly.

We went to the warehouse where I had Bleer tied up and opened the door. He was with his head down as usual.

"Just kill this man, he stinks," Stefy said.

"Not yet," I said as I pulled Stefy's boyfriend to the wall and chained him up.

Then I had a crazy idea after seeing that the idiot woke up.

I turned Stefy around, leaned her on a table, lifted her skirt, pushed aside her panties, unzipped my pants, and entered her.

"Look, Dario, how I make her scream," I said, and he began to yell insults at Stefy while she begged me not to stop. I grabbed her hair into a ponytail and made her lift her head; Dario had a direct view of the facial expressions she always made when possessed by passion.

After we both finished, I let her go.

"Bleer, even you enjoyed the show, new makeup?" Stefy asked, approaching him.

"Let's go," I said, taking her hand.

"You're all damned, when I get out of here, I'll kill you!" Dario shouted.

"I have news for you: you won't leave here alive," I said with a smile. "You see that idiot over there? He's been here for more than ten years. So, you have a week's trial. If I don't like your ink, I'll let you go to hell," I walked away from him and approached Stefy.

"Do I still want to kill the maid?" she asked.

"The maid belongs to Alessia; ask her for permission, or she'll be mad at you."

"Okay," she grabbed my arm, and we started walking away from the warehouse.

We were both in high spirits, spent the night together, and the next morning I returned home.

"We need to talk!" said my father, standing at the foot of the stairs.

"Tell me!" I said.

"The girl you saved last night has recovered. As punishment for you and your sister, you will take care of her."

"What?" No, I won't do it...

"It's a fitting punishment. As she's of age, she'll live wherever she wants. I offered her to stay with us, but she declined. So starting today, she will study at the same university you attend, and not only that, her safety is your responsibility."

"You're punishing us for saving her; I should have let her be killed," I said, annoyed.

"You should have thought about that before. And go wash up, you reek of sex."

"Look who's talking."

"I've already bathed," he said, and I smiled.

"I didn't stay at home last night because my mother's screams are disturbing."

"Don't insult your mother; they're music to my ears."

"And they give me nightmares," I said, and he laughed. "Put in some soundproofing so that your lust doesn't escape the room."

"You and your sister are adults, so if you don't like it, I'll gladly find you another place to live."

"Are you kicking me out? I can't help it that you like it rough with my mother every single day of the week. Take a break, or you'll end up giving me another set of twin siblings."

"Keep quiet and go bathe. You're going to pick up the young lady from her place before university."

"Why me?"

"Because I said so."

"Okay."

I went to take a shower, and when I came down, my father handed me a set of car keys.

"I didn't recognize these keys before."

"It's yours. I don't want you using mine," he said, and I smiled.

"Alright, dad, thanks. Send me the girl's location."

"It's already in your car's GPS. Go pick her up."

"Yes, dad."

When I left the house, I saw my new car—a powerful machine, one of the fastest of the year.

"Dad's got good taste," Alessia said from behind me.