I haven't written past this chapter yet and I don't see myself doing it very soon since these days are very hectic plus I am being a little lazy plus a bit of writer's block, so I am really sorry.

I will try my best and I still want those twenty comments, okay? Fourty would do too.

LILITH

Silvio took me out on a date today.

He said he planned it for yesterday only but after Chiara's unexpected delivery, he postponed it.

It was simple and I loved it. He took me out for dinner to a Chinese restaurant since that's my favourite cuisine. He said that he didn't get the time or else he would have planned something better and unique so I just kissed him to shut him up.

It didn't matter if it was the most cliché date ever but for me, it was special, more than special. Unique even if you consider how it was my first ever proper date.

Even if he had taken me out for just a long drive, I would have enjoyed it. The places don't matter, he does.

If he is with me everything becomes better.

"So, how do we tell the others that we are dating?" I asked him as well entered his room.

Everyone obviously knows that we have sorted out everything between us and that we are good again but we didn't mention anything about dating, I am sure they have an idea because of how Silvio almost kissed me yesterday in the hospital in front of everyone including his parents.

No one--even Cyrus--didn't say anything about it.

Silvio unclasped his wristwatch and placed it on his desk. "We are not obliged to tell them anything. But I have already told Marcelo, just him."

"Oh, that's alright. They all probably already know, we can announce to them officially later."

He nodded in agreement and proceeded to unbutton his shirt.

Seeing him shirtless still made me shy but I was getting used to it and to the fact that now I can stare at him all I want without it getting awkward. And oh, I can even touch him.

I felt giddy about it and blatantly ogled him when he shrugged off the black shirt and stood before me in just a pair of dark jeans.

But there was something I needed to ask. "Did you retrieve that CCTV footage?"

A dark expression fell upon his face. "I did."

"Oh, so, who was it?"

He grabbed my hand and led us to the bed, sat down and pulled me over his lap so that I was straddling him.

The position felt intimate especially when he wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on my shoulder.

"You don't need to worry about all this, Lili. We will figure everything out."

I ran my fingers through his hair. "But I want to know, Silvio."

He sighed. "A woman named Ann who worked with you."

"What?" I gasped. "She was a sweet, old woman. She always helped me. Why would she do that?" And I thought she was a friend.

"We are still questioning her."

I rested my chin on top of his head and sighed loudly. "I can't believe this. Promise you will tell me everything related to it."

He hummed against my shoulder and I felt his lips press over there. He continued the sweet assault of his lips and moved them up my neck.

"Silvio." A breathy moan left my mouth as he nibbled and sucked right under my jaw and I tugged at his hair.

I bit my lips as his lips trailed up to my jaw and he placed an open-mouthed kiss over the mole I had on my right jaw.

"Do you have more of these?" He asked, pressing another open-mouthed kiss on the mole under my eye.

It was difficult to think with him kissing me like that. "Y-yes."

I was flipped onto the bed on my back as he hovered over me. "Show me."

I chuckled nervously. "I'll have to take...off my dress for that."

I thought he was just kidding but his eyes darkened and he tugged at the hem of my dress. "Take it off then." He gruffed.

I gulped. "Seriously?"

He didn't bother answering that and started to lower the straps of my dress himself.

"W-wait!" I tried to stop him. I wasn't wearing any bra underneath that.

But he didn't stop and once he had lowered both the straps, he grabbed the hem of my dress and pulled down the dress exposing my bare breasts.

Feeling shy, I covered my face with my palms. "Silvio, no."

That went unheard too and soon I was lying in front of him in just my panties.

I could hear him breathing heavily and he removed my hands from my face and pinned them to either side of me.

His eyes roamed my body, him being the first and also the last man to ever see me naked.

I couldn't decipher what he was thinking. Maybe he is questioning everything because I don't have the most ideal body. I have some stretch marks on my hips, and small breasts, nothing sexy.

But then he growled lowly, "Perfect." And his eyes locked with mine as he licked his lips, the intense look in his eyes filled with lust and adoration caught me off guard.

"Um..." I remembered why he asked me to get naked in the first place. "There's one on my--"

"I'll find them myself." He stated and his lips fell on the mole under my right eye.

He sucked and licked it and then moved down to the one on my jaw and did the same with that.

His face moved down as he searched for the next one, breathing against my skin.

I thought he might give up when he didn't find any on my neck but he was patient and moved over my shoulder and down to my right arm.

He ran his fingers over my arm, turning it around to find the other one and at last he did.

At the side of my bicep was another mole and he wasted no time in sucking and biting over it making me gasp.

When he was done, the skin over there looked red and he was already moving on to the next one.

His fingers grazed my breasts, fondling with it and pleasure shot through my body as his lips found another mole right in the middle of my two breasts.

My fingers latched onto his hair as I threw my head back, moaning his name.

He was done too soon and started searching for the next one which he found easily on my waist and he did the same thing with it.

My brain was clouded with pleasure as his hands roamed all over my body and his lips worked magic on my skin.

He found his next target on my inner thigh. He smirked lightly when he saw it and his eyes flickered to mine, gleaming with amusement.

When he closed his lips around it, a loud moan left my mouth, the skin there felt too sensitive in comparison to the others and my thighs clenched around his head.

He bit down on it and then soothed it with his tongue and I felt some wetness sticking to my panties.

Is this what being turned on feels like? Cause this feels amazing and like torture at the same time.

He moved away from there making me sigh in relief and he moved down to the mole right above my knee and treated it in the same manner.

When he was done, he pulled back and gazed at me intently. "Anymore left?"

Nodding, I hesitantly lifted my left leg so that the mole on my ankle was visible.

He grabbed my foot and sucked on the mole there all the while maintaining eye contact with me.

I was breathing heavily and my body felt too hot, sweat gathering on my forehead.

"Please", I whispered not even knowing what I was pleading for.

He placed my leg down and ran his hands over each of them and gripped my thighs firmly and pulled me to him so that my legs were on either side of his body.

He spread my legs further and ran a finger between my thighs, down the slit over the panties and my breath hitched.

"Are you wet for me, baby?" He whispered huskily, licking his lips, his gaze clashing with mine.

"Please", I whispered back in response.

His lips twitched and he hooked his fingers inside the waistband of my panties and he pulled them down and brought it to his nose, inhaling it.

My face felt like it might explode as I was exposed fully to him and he was literally sniffing my panties.

He swiped his index finger over my folds and I whimpered, "Silvio?"

His jaw clenched and his eyes slid to mine. "I'm your Daddy now."

"Daddy?" I asked, perplexed by the request.

"Yes. You will address me as Daddy in bed and I will take good care of you. Understood?"

"Okay..." When he shot me a glare, I added, "...Daddy."

"Good girl." He praised me and threw my legs over his shoulders and buried his face in between my thighs.

I cried out as he sucked each of my folds into his mouth and it felt so dirty but at the same time, something in my belly tightened.

I clutched his hair, trying to move his face away from there but he didn't bulge.

"Unless you want me to tie your hands, I suggest you remove them." The sternness and authority in his tone compelled me to do as he said and I placed my hands on either side of my body, grabbing the sheets instead.

The intensity of the pleasure he was giving me made my eyes well with tears as I tried to focus on the way his head moved in between my legs.

Something hot and wet swiped up from my entrance to my clit and I realised it was his tongue and it played with my clit, flicking it over and over until I was gasping.

"Daddy", I moaned, "please."

He hummed in satisfaction and I felt his tongue entering me which made my mouth fall open in a soundless scream.

He pulled back all of a sudden, kneeling on the bed, his chin glistening with my arousal and he swiped his tongue over his lips tasting it.

I opened my mouth to ask him why did he stop but he covered my body with his and his lips met mine in a soft, sweet, slow kiss.

I parted my mouth for him and he slid his tongue inside and this time I was the one to explore his mouth, tasting every corner and he let me.

I didn't realise my thighs were clenched together until he parted them with his hand and then cupped me in between them firmly, gently rocking the heel of his palm against my clit.

He swallowed my scream with his mouth.

His fingers parted my folds and slowly inserted his middle finger inside me. I clawed at his back and pulled back. "No. It hurts."

"Shh..." He brushed his lips over mine. "...you can take it."

I felt too full as he inserted his finger knuckle deep inside me and kept it there letting me adjust to it.

We breathed against each other's mouths and stared into each other's eyes and I cupped his cheek and caressed it.

He soon started to move his finger in and out of me and even curled it inside of me which made all the pain go away leaving behind pleasure.

I was back to begging him for I don't know what.

His thumb massaged my clit and I relaxed completely, sucking in his finger all the while gasping against his mouth.

A couple of seconds later, he thrust another finger inside of me and I whimpered due to the discomfort.

"You can't even take my fingers properly, how will you take my cock?" He whispered harshly, sounding like he was restraining himself. "You are too tight, mia luna."

If possible his words only made me wetter.

He lowered his head and captured my nipples in his mouth, sucking on it hungrily.

I was on the verge of crying out of frustration, I seemed to be at the edge of something and wanted to get relieved of that.

He lifted his head and stared at me for a long moment, still fucking me with his fingers. "Are you gonna come for me, baby?"

I didn't know what that meant but I nodded anyway.

His fingers picked up a fast rhythm that made me cry out. "Cum for Daddy, Lili."

His fingers seemed to be hitting some magic spot inside of me and with one flick of his thumb over my clit, something magical happened.

His name escaped my mouth in a half scream and half moan and satisfaction like no other descended on me and he kept fucking me through it, prolonging the waves of pleasure.

By the time I came back to earth, my limbs were shaking and I had no energy in my body.

With half-closed eyes I watched him, my eyes zeroing on the bulge straining against his jeans but before I could touch him too, he moved off the bed and went inside the bathroom, returning a minute later with a wet cloth with which he wiped in between my legs.

Once he was done, he got rid of his jeans and then in just a pair of boxer briefs, he joined me on the bed, pulling me in his arms and placing a lingering kiss on my mouth. "You are everything I ever needed."

I mumbled back, "Meeting you was the best thing that could have ever happened to me." I love you. I added in my mind.

He kissed my forehead and pulled me closer and a sleep like no other overtook me.