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“Don’t be rude, Dominic,” I snap.
Lucy’s eyes widen as she looks between the two of them.
“Cerca di mostrare un po‘ di rispetto a tua madre. Questa è casa sua,”
Gabriel says. (“Show some respect to your mother at her dinner table.“) “No,” Dominic <
‘S.
“Parlami in italiano,” Gabriel fires back. (“You speak to me in Italian.“) “No.” Dominic gets up and marches upstairs.
“Torna subito qui,” Gabriel calls after him. (“You come back here right now.“)
“No.”
The table falls silent and Lucy stares after him before she finally continues to eat.
Gabriel puts his fork down and I gesture to his bowl. “You need to eat it all.”
“I want to live.”
I exhale heavily, that was a disaster. I should have put arsenic in his food and put us all out of
misery.
“Eat. The food.” I smile through gritted teeth. “Don’t make me force–feed you…because…I will.”
Gabriel glares at me and eventually picks up his fork.
My god, that couldn’t have gone worse. Dom is a handful, sometimes too much for even me.
“Lucy, why don’t you take Dom’s dinner up to him.”
“Okay.” Lucy grabs her brother’s bowl and toddles off upstairs.
I wait until she is out of ears‘ reach. “What did you say to him in Italian?”
“He was being rude, so I pulled him into line.”
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“What?” I screw up my face. “You do not get to pull him into line on the first day of being a father.”
“He doesn’t get to be rude to me on the first day of being my son. Not on day one, not ever. He needs to learn straight away that bad behavior will not be tolerated.”
I slump back into my chair and look around the empty table. “Eat your food.”
“I’m getting you a cook.”
why?”
“Because no wonder he’s in a bad mood. The poor bastard is being poisoned to death.” He stirs the
food in his bowl. “And for the record, you cut the fucking onions up. Not throw them in whole.”
I glance down at the eyeball pickled onions in his spaghetti and I get the giggles.
“There is nothing funny about your cooking, Violet.”
“Kind of.”
“Not at all,” he snaps.
“Well, you need to eat what I cook the children; it tells them that you are like them.”
“If they like this…” He gestures to his plate as he searches for the right word. “Then we are nothing alike.” He puts his head into his hands and exhales heavily in disappointment.
I watch him for a moment. He really is feeling so out of his depth here.
Empathy fills me.
“Dominic is strong–willed.”
He sits for a moment as if processing my words. “I wanted tonight to be nice so that they would remember me fondly.”
“Well, in that case…don’t be yourself.”
“What?” He screws up his face. “That’s your advice, don’t be myself?”
“You’re a rude pig. If you want them to like you, act nice.”
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“I am not a rude pig”
“Oh yes you are. And for the record, Dominic is the carbon copy of you and will not back down, he’s
a lot to handle. If you want his respect, you have to earn it.”
“Well, that works both ways.”
“No. Don’t you dare pull that card.”
estays silent and Lucy comes bouncing back to the table, she sits down and continues to eat.
Gabriel watches her for a while as if having an out–of–body experience.
“Where will I be sleeping?” Gabriel asks.
“In my room.”
“I take it that’s upstairs?” He pushes out his chair as if about to get up.
“No.” I stand in a rush. “I have to straighten things up in there. You finish your dinner and I’ll get it ready for you.”
He nods, distracted. “Thank you.”
I look between him and Lucy, do I leave her here alone with him?
He’s her father…
God, I really need to wrap my head around this.
“Are you two okay down here together if I go upstairs and organize a few things?” My eyes linger on Lucy as I wait for her reaction, she smiles goofily with an over exaggerated nod.
Ugh… traitor.
Can’t she at least act uninterested in him for my sake?
“I think we are doing just fine, aren’t we, Lucia?” Gabriel smiles over at her.
“Yes.”
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The vision of the two of them blurs as my eyes well with tears. I turn toward the door so that they can’t see my face and stumble to the stairs. In the darkness, I sink down to sit on one halfway up.
I can hear my heart beating in my chest as an overwhelming panic runs through me.
He turns up here, says a few pretty words and already she willingly adores him.
Just like that…..and he’s leaving.
it in the darkness for a while and I can hear them talking in the distance. Gabriel is asking her questions and she’s loving the attention.
She says something that I can’t hear and I hear Gabriel laugh and then she laughs too.
My beautiful little girl, so happy to be talking with her father, I smile softly in the darkness.
Okay, I need to get my act together and try and fix this situation with Dominic, I want him to have a happy memory too. I stand and make my way upstairs and knock on the closed door. “Dom.”
Silence…
I open the door to find him sitting on his bed playing with his Nintendo
Switch, and I sit down beside him. “Are you okay?” “Yep.” He keeps playing.
“Did Gabriel upset you?”
“Nope,” he says, he keeps playing as he acts uninterested.
“What did he say to you in Italian?” I ask.
“Nothing much.”
I sit beside him for a moment and I don’t want to make this more dramatic than it needs to be, this has to be in his time, not mine. “Is it okay if
I sleep in here with you tonight on the trundle bed?” “Yeah, all right.” He keeps playing.
Damn it, this is getting me nowhere and I have to clean my room for Gabriel.
I’ll be back soon, bubba.“
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He nods and keeps playing the stupid game.
I rush into my bedroom and look around at the chaos. Ahhh… Why aren’t I a housewife superstar, i would be so much more convenient at times like this.
I stuff my washing into the clothes hamper, I gather up some clothes that are hanging over the chai
in the corner of the room and throw them onto the top shelf of my wardrobe.
I run my eyes over the contents of the wardrobe, unorganized and disorderly.
Oh man, if he looks in there, I’m totally screwed.
Ugh, I don’t have time to worry about that now. I slam the door shut.
I pull the covers back on my bed. I should change the sheets.
Damn it, I only changed the sheets yesterday and my other set of sheets is still on the line.
Shit.
These sheets will have to do.
I remake the bed and straighten up the cushions, oh crap, can’t forget that…I rustle through my bedside drawer for my vibrator and stuff it into the basket of washing and hide it with some clothes
I do a quick clean of my dressing table and throw my makeup into my top drawer as I look around the bedroom, what else… have I missed anything?
Is there anything in here that is too personal for him to see?
Who am I kidding, it’s my bedroom, everything is personal.
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“I’m going to take a look at the lake,” I lie.
Lucy smiles up at me with the most beautiful little face I have ever seen. I rush out the door and
mediately dial Mark’s number.
“Hey,” he answers.
“Hi, change of plans.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m going to spend the night here.”
“What? I thought you were there to say goodbye.”
“I am.” I pause as I look over the lake. “It’s just…not as easy as I first thought.”
“Well…what should I do?” he asks.
“Just stay in the hotel and…” I shrug, “…I’ll come and get you in the morning.”
“Okay. Enjoy every second, okay?”
We are now counting the time with my children in seconds, I get a lump in my throat at the thought.
I hang up and turn back toward the house. Standing in the darkness, I can see Violet and Lucia washing the dishes as they chat away. I’ve never felt so out of control of my life.
“Lucy, show Gabriel where my bedroom is, please?” Violet tells her.
“This way,” Lucia says, she takes my hand in hers as she leads me through the house.
“What cute little hands you have.” I smile.
She holds them both up for me to look at and I try to memorize every detail.
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I feel sick to my stomach,
Why did I snap at Dominic?
I feel like shit about it, but he will not disrespect me. Not now, not ever.
No, I did the right thing.
We get to the top of the stairs. “And this is my room.” Lucia smiles proudly as she shows me her
- gm. It’s pink and pretty and has big letters on the wall that spell out her name. Dolls and teddy bears are all perfectly sitting up against her pillow. “It’s very nice.”
“It is.” She smiles as she swings her arms.
My eyes linger up the hallway. “Where is Dominic’s room?”
“This way,” She skips past me out of the room and down the hall to his. “He’s in here.”
I stand at the doorway and watch him for a moment, he’s sitting on his bed and playing a video game. I look around his bedroom, it’s navy blue and boyish. Instead of dolls, there are Lego statues proudly displayed everywhere.
“This is a nice room.”
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He keeps playing his game, completely ignoring me.
“Dominic, don’t be rude,” Violet tells him from behind me. “Get off your game, please.”
He exhales heavily and puts the controller down.
“I said, it’s a nice room,” I repeat.
Dominic looks me dead in the eye without any emotion. “Is that all?” He is like me.
I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from smirking. “I don’t want us to get off on the wrong foot,” I tell him.
He rolls his eyes and it’s like waving a red flag in front of a bull.
“Did you just roll your eyes at me?”
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“Dominic, don’t be rude; this is your last warning.” Violet pulls me by the hand up the hall. “Your room is this way, Gabriel.” She pulls me into her bedroom and slams the door behind us. “Stay away from him and let him cool down.”
“What?”
“I told you to give him time, he’s processing.”
“Processing what…being a rude prick?”
“You being here. He’s a ch
Stay in here and go to sleep.”
she spits. “And now you are being one.
“No,” I spit. “I will not be sent to my room when I have done nothing wrong.”
“For the love of god, do not leave this room. You can talk to him properly in the morning. Sleep is a
reset for children, everything is forgotten overnight,” she snaps. through gritted teeth. She grabs my
two shoulders and walks me over to the bed and then pushes me backward. I bounce onto my back
and something about her standing over me sends an unexpected surge through my cock.
I feel myself harden as I stare up at her.
“What?” she snaps.
“What, what?” I splutter, disgusted where my thoughts have gone.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Like what?” An unwelcome smirk flashes across my face.
“The hell is wrong with you, what are you doing?”
“If you throw me onto your bed, expect a damn consequence.” I sit up on my elbows.
“Oh my god.” She narrows her eyes. “You’re perverted.”
“Glad we finally agree on something.”
“Go to sleep and do not snoop through my bedroom.”
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“Don’t flatter yourself.”
“The bathroom is down the hall.” She leaves the room in a rush and slams the door behind her.
I flop onto my back and stare up at the ceiling. I grab a pillow and put it under my head.
Violet’s scent wafts all around me and I inhale deeply.
I know that smell…
It’s the perfume she used to wear that drove me wild.
On more than one occasion I had to tell her not to wear it because on the days she did, I would ge nothing done; I’d be too busy wanking in my office bathroom all day.
I close my eyes. Throb…throb…throb…goes my cock.
I pick up another pillow, same scent. I look over to see her dressing gown hanging on the back of t door and I get up and hold it to my nose.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump goes my cock…
Everything in here smells like Violet in Techni–dick–sucking–color.
Damn, that fucking woman pisses me off.
I hold the gown to my face again and inhale deeply.
All I can smell is Vee. A lingering memory of that night we spent together begins to play in my mind. Her creamy pale skin, how tight she was….how well she took my cock.
How hard I blew.
Throb…throb…throb…
Stop it…you’re about to get married to someone else…you fucking sleazebag.
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I exhale heavily, disgusted with my dick. Fuck it’s going to be a long night,
I glance at the time on my phone, 2 a.m.
I haven’t slept a wink, a rock hard cock with nowhere to go will do that to you
Tossing and turning and trying to think of something else.
The reality is that I’m not going to get any sleep until I come, there’s no way around this. It’s not
oing down.
I put my hand into my boxer shorts and give myself a slow, long stroke… hmmm.
I need to fuck myself…been a long time since I’ve done that.
My eyes roam around the darkened bedroom for some lube or tissues. I climb out of bed and turn the flashlight on my phone and walk around, looking for my wanking toolkit.
I go through the contents on the dressing table and nothing.
Hmm… the bathroom.
Surely there will be something in there. I open the door and peer down the darkened hallway, everything is silent. I look left and I look right and then I tiptoe down the hallway, using my phone.
flashlight to light the way.
Thump, thump, thump goes my cock.
Seriously…shut the hell up, I’m trying my best here.
I walk into the bathroom and quietly close the door behind me. Shining my flashlight onto the bathroom cupboard, I spot a bottle of baby oil.
Yes…
I grab it and the box of tissues and turn to leave when the bathroom door opens.
“Ahh.” Violet jumps in fright and flicks the light on. “What the…you scared the crap out of me.” Her eyes drop down my body. “What the hell is that?”
I glance down to see what she’s talking about to see the tip of my erect cock is sticking out the top of
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my boxer shorts.
Fuck
“Oh… That’s my cock.”
“I can see that,” she whispers angrily. “Why is it hard?”
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