My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 90 Wild And Wonderful

Evelyn

It turned out that his entire apartment was even more beautiful. To be honest, I doubted we'd left any corner untouched in the past twenty-four hours. In his own territory, Jacob was even wilder.

For instance, I could say - my throat was still sore, not from what you might think (although I wouldn't deny that it also happened), but from all the screaming and shouting. He wanted me loud, and my body responded to him every time he pushed inside of me, deep and raw. And man, he still knew how to discover new spots, though I'd believed he'd explored every inch of me.

Amidst all the places in his apartment, my favourite was the balcony, offering breathtaking views of Rome. Rome was beautiful, just like the Italian who had his hand wrapped around my waist. I was draped in a robe, and he had a towel hanging low around his waist as he savoured a cup of coffee.

Both of us enjoyed the view and the cool breeze, although it was hard to focus on anything else when the most beautiful sight was right beside me.

What was more gorgeous than Rome? Jacob Adriano. Fuck it! He was more stunning than the whole world combined - he was perfect!

"You know, if you keep staring at me like that," he spoke, his smile unmistakable as he continued, taking a sip of his coffee and looking at the night sky, "I might just say 'screw the coffee' and drink you right now."

My cheeks turned red, and I bit down on my bottom lip to hide my smile as I looked away. I didn't want to be shy but god, I couldn't help it.

He stayed silent for a few minutes, and I could feel his gaze on me the entire time.

"Don't look," I blushed even more, trying to hide my embarrassment by looking further away and turning my body to the side.

"Why? What's wrong with me seeing your pink cheeks?" He chuckled effortlessly, turning me to face him as he put the mug aside. His eyes sparkled with amusement, "I guess I've already seen your other pink somethings, haven't I?" He leaned closer to my face, my back pressed against the railing, and my heart raced.

"Pervert!" I blushed and looked away again.

"You know, you're quite the mystery, Evelyn," he smiled, placing a kiss on my cheek, then another, and another until I finally turned to him. Before I could speak, he pecked me on the lips. "No matter how much I try to understand you, rimani sempre un enigma," He sighed, placing another kiss on my lips.

Wait... what?

"How come your Italian didn't kick in the entire time we stayed in America, but now, only twenty-four hours in Italy, you're speaking Italian?" I asked.

"Well, I thought your question would be, 'What does that mean?' So, how come you didn't ask that and this?"

"Well... I've learned Italian. We've had extra language classes, and I chose it."

'Rimani sempre un enigma' means 'You always remain an enigma.'-I was good at italy, boy. He wouldn't be able to confuse me, not at least using italian.

"So you've been planning to fuck me for a long, long time, huh?" He chuckled, and I nearly gasped in disbelief.

"Shameless!" I playfully slapped his cheek, turning it to the side, but he looked at me again with the same grin on his face.

"Call me whatever you want, but we're fucking again," he suddenly hoisted me up, tossing me over his shoulder as if I were weightless, a giggle escaping my lips. "Jacob! Remember, we have to wake up early tomorrow. Your sister and parents-don't forget we're meeting them!"

to enjoy you," he carried me to

already fucked! Too

there a fucking

this wasn't

should be! Jacob, I won't fuck you now!" I tried to sound serious, but my

just lie there," he chuckled

"Jacob, no-"

the room, slamming

***

daughter?" Jacob's sister, Bianca, laughed in amusement. After hearing the whole story from us, that was her

the right thing, to be honest. You are a terrible

a brief glance my way, but I covered

stato un bravo amico, sì... Voglio dire, ho perso la testa quando si

friend, yeah...I mean, I lost it when it

up my cheeks at his words. God, did he know any bounds? That was a 'no'

whispered under my breath, trying to stop

shy, Evelyn. You'd

Trust me, he's only going to get more shameless," Bianca laughed, looking

smile tugging at

mi toccano. But I'm happy you've moved on from that witch-I mean, God, she was pure evil!" Translation: This love and shit, it doesn't

me.

on from her a long time ago, Bee. It was her who'd show up everywhere I went," he scoffed, "I almost lost Evie because of her..." Slipping his arms around my waist, he pulled me closer, kissed my neck, and inhaled my scent, sighing in

hours had already been enough to tell me that, and I wondered how much more there was to see. "I see...." Bianca

someone like her? Looking

glaring at Bianca before looking at me, "Yes, we fucked, but

same Jacob who used to cry over chocolates, even at the age of thirteen." Translation: Wait, they were not your girlfriends? Damn it-You're

"Bianca!"

past my lips. "He used to cry at thirteen and for

Okay. This was fun.

spoke up, irritation etched on his face as he glared at his sister.

your boyfriend used to be a crybaby. I don't know about now since he's so busy with his business and all stupid shit, but yeah, he used to cry a lot," Bianca laughed, carefree about Jacob's reaction. "I wish you could have seen him. Mom and Dad have the pictures.

eater, and so on."

laughing at this

muscles and stuff, they came from chocolate?" I asked, earning a glare from him. Nonetheless, I continued, "What brand do you prefer, by the way? Posso portarti dei cioccolatini, tesoro." I pinched his cheek, and he pulled away, annoyed. (Translation: "I can bring you

going to have to deal with this

amo, fratello." She blew him a kiss before giving me a high-five. "By the way, your Italian is good, Evie. I guess you always belonged to the family; this asshole

always late," I sighed, shaking my head, a laugh escaping my lips. "Still a cute tesoro, you see." (Translation:

I hadn't been late, I would have