Don't be naughty

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I am re-writing my once famous book. I have all ready got 200+ chapters in draft and i am editing it with a better plot.


22. Drunken

He was being serious.


I had changed into black lace underwear and covered myself up with a long baggy top along with shoving my hair in a messy bun. I reached for some tissues upon the side and slowly cried myself to sleep. Alessio was right, I am a slut and I deserved to die alone. 

Suddenly a huge crash boomed a few floors down meaning Alessio would be home, great...

" Fuck!" He shouted as I heard he threw something onto the floor and it had smashed instantly. What is the matter with him?

The next thing I knew, I had crept into the elevator to find where Alessio was and he was defiantly pissed off. He was cursing, throwing things and yelling at the top of his voice that he didn't even hear nor see me tip toe into the bottom floors kitchen.

" Alessio?" I whimper and his eyes tear towards me nastily before he yanks me into a huge embrace and begins crying on my head. Drunken mood swings or what?!

" I- I thought I h-had lost yyouuu,,"

I smile within his chest and take in his smell. Normally, words can not describe his luscious scents but now he smells of sweat, blood and alcohol. .

I pull back. My eyes twitch and worriedly glance into his eyes, with him looking at me confused. Blood?

" W-what?" He sniffles and my hands shoot up to my mouth and inhuman gurgles come from my mouth. He's bleeding! 

" Y-you're, hurt!"

Now I begin crying and he peers down at the huge wound on his shoulder,

" It's not part of my costume?" He asks and I violently shake my head as I hurriedly sit him down and instruct him to take off his tux.

" This may sting a little," I wince slightly as I dab my wet flannel on his deep wound and he cries out painfully.

" Shhh," I sooth and run the flannel over again trying to wash the cut out slightly. My eyes flicker from the cut, to his gorgeous face and to his naked, perfect body- BREATHE!

Tears stream silently down my face as he tilts my head up delicately and brushes it with his thumb seductively,

" D-o you r-really hattee me?"

I inhale deeply from his naked body and sigh before removing the flannel away from the cut and applying cold cream which made him flinch once or twice.

" Course not," I begin, grabbing some pills from the side.

" Take these,"

He takes them and suddenly he is very loopy again but I have straddled him and partially pinned him down on the chair and I softly kiss his lips.

"You hate me, don't you? I was horrible to you." He stutters, his eyes hastily closing in his drunken state. 

"I don't like the way you treated me. But i don't hate you." 

I closed my eyes as his fingers trailed up to my back, a small stinging sensation happening from where he pushed me. How many times will i forgive the person holding the knife because it is who i seem to be in love with?

"Good night." I whisper quietly, watching his eyes flutter shut.

Then he was out like a light and I started stitching up the deep wound, experienced from all my past suicidal attempts. When he slept, I had to fight the urge, over and over again to run away, flee from this re-occurring problem.

I scanned him slowly, taking in his pained expression on an unconscious face. I wanted to slap him but then kiss away the pain. 

"Good night, Alessio." I whimper again, mainly repeating it to hear it for myself. A silent tear trailed down my cheek but i couldn't justify why it shouldn't be there.



I was awoken by Alessio jolting upright and practically yelping when he saw his arm in a sling.

" Shhh, It's ok, lay back down, baby," I huskily murmur, slowly opening my tired eyes. Weakly, i pat the space next to me on the bed and he accepts, rubbing his head constantly.

I go to lie on my back and gasp in sudden pain as millions of shock waves through me. My Back!

" Whats the matter!" Alessio eyes tore towards me and I feel tears begin to stream down my face and I begin sobbing helplessly,

" I ddd-don't k-know! It feels s-sore,"

Alessio stiffens before ordering me to stand up and he stands behind me before taking the sling off his arm,

" Keep it on-"

" I'm fine." Alessio interrupts before pulling my top off over my head and he gasps suddenly before slightly pulling my pants down so they are half way down my bum and clipped my bra. At first I thought it was some sort of sex move but when his hands trace around sore bits on my back, I realise something is wrong.

I quickly pull away, doing my bra back up and chucking the top over my head to hide the bruising on my back.

" W-what happened? Wh-who! I will fucking kill em!" Alessio's hands suddenly clenched and I backed away from him slowly, remembering last night. 

Alessio paced around to my side and I looked everywhere apart from his half naked body, knowing if I look into his eyes, I will confess.

" And what happened to you, deep wound that I had to stitch up!" I reversed the question back round to him and he peered down at his stitching.

" I think someone started a fight and as I tried to tell Nial I was going, someone threw a glass at me and I beat the shit outta them,"

I stare at him in disbelief and anger,

" Who!"

" I don't know, some frat guy I think,"

Alessio beat up an older guy!

" Now, who done that to you!" Alessio was suddenly very close and his eyes spoke everything but memories,

" You really don't remember, do you?" I scoff and he shook his head anxiously.

" You done it Harry! You pushed me against the wall and called me a fucking slut!"

Anger brimmed inside of me and I was torn between kissing him and hitting him.

" N-no,!" Alessio stared down at his fists and he paused for a second like the moment came back to him.

His mouth parts but then he shakes his head, removing whatever thought he had.

"Who done it?" He growled and i cast my eyes away from him, biting my lower lip.

"Forget it Alessio, Please."

"No. Tell me right now!" 

"Alessio-  stop!" I cry out as he backs me against the wall threateningly. His hand is either side of my head and i fall back into the fear i felt with Jake.

"Tell. Me. Who! Tell me a name, Baby! God damn it!" He yelled, lips close to my head.

"It was you, Alessio! Fuck! It was you, you done this!"

Tears threatened to spill from my eyes as i cowered away. Alessio froze, mouth parted and eyes glazing over with a teary expression.

"No, i would never hurt you!" He shook his head and glared into my eyes. I nodded weakly and hid my cries behind a fake smile,

"B-but, don't worry- worry. I love you still, p-please don't go!"

It was pathetic. I couldn't be alone, i needed someone.

" K-Kelsey," Alessio spluttered.

I cut him off with a deep meaningful kiss. I wanted to slap him... hard.... with my lips..

He was shocked for a second before his hands curved around my bum and he made me gasp in pleasure. Continuing on, he pulled me closer so our bodies were touching and I bite his bottom lip gently before sucking on it. Alessio was moaning now into the kiss and so was I because he was massaging my bum hard which brought pain and mostly pleasure.

Then we pulled back, our saliva around our lips which we were both quick to wipe off,

" That's the best way of telling me to shut up," Alessio chuckled lightly and I traced my finger tips over his swollen wound,

" Is it painful?"

He took a sharp intake of breath before looking into my eyes,

" Nothing a kiss couldn't take care of,"

I winked at him before turning around to sashay to my closet, waving my hips a little more than I should. Behind me, Alessio grunted in a sexually frustrated manor before we both picked out what to wear. i quickly shoved on one of his baggy tops before I checked the time to see we still had another two hours before school started- what time were we up?!- and Alessio seemed to notice too.

" well we can always..." Alessio slowly came up behind me, careful of my back but his slight erection touching my bum and he wandered his fingers down the front of my body.

" Hmm," I closed my eyes and took in his lead. He was still only in pants which made me even more hornier but who was I to tell him to put a top on? Thank God!

" Do something which includes pillows and covers?" Alessio carried on teasing and I grinned innocently before turning around to face him,


I felt his loving voice chuckle before I ran out the room into the elevator in which he got in as well, cornering me sexily. Below, his member was beginning to be rock hard because he had trapped me which turned us both on even more but I carried on my act of innocence,

" Ding!" I mimicked the elevators sound before prancing out of Alessio's trappings and raced into the living room, Alessio practically jumping on me and I winced in pain but ignored it because it was the most fun I have had in weeks.

" Stay here," He instructed and I obeyed like a dog. He came back with two pills and a glass of water in which we both happily shared,

" Good bye pain!" Alessio laughed as we sat still for around ten minutes waiting for the medicine to kick in, it worked.

I immediately jolted up and raced towards the elevator again before Alessio had once again managed to climb aboard the elevator with me, this time he swung me over his shoulder and I just stayed there laughing like a lunatic.

Once the elevator had opened, He had raced me into our room before immediately placing me down on the bed and locking the door. I was massively turned on by his movement!

" How many times have I told you, wearing my tops will make me fuck you!" Alessio warned me before I began sprinting for the pillows but he had already jumped on me and sat on me, pinning my arms and legs out to the side.

" I'm sorry- I am usually a very good girl and never do anything wrong." I pouted, the innocence making Alessio have a harder erection even though we both knew that I had no innocence left in me.

" Kelsey," Alessio growled and I felt his erection spring out further, digging into my soft spot again. ugh! He's teasing me.





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