My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

Gianna’s POV

THE afternoon went by with Lydia showing me some pretty works of nature as I giggled excitedly at the breathtaking views of the island.

Soon, night time arrived.

I was sitting up on the bed, staring at Greg who was sleeping soundly. I didn’t know why, I just couldn’t sleep.

“Greg! Wake up!” I muttered as I couldn’t take it anymore, tapping and vigorously shaking him to wake up.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” He uttered sleepily.

“I can’t!” I replied.

“Are you not feeling well?” He questioned worriedly, sitting up.

“I’m fine, but I just need us to go swimming” I said, pouting with my best puppy face and pleading with my most softest baby voice.

His eyes widened.

“It’s late. This is 2am in the morning”, he grumbled, staring at the ticking clock.

“Please Greg! I’m sweaty”, I mumbled sadly.

He sighed and said nothing for a few seconds. I said nothing too, but only kept pouting and making some funny sounds, like I was going to cry.

“Fine! Go get changed”, he rephrased standing up to his feet.

“Yuppie!”, I exclaimed out raising my both hands in triumph.

“Thanks so much”, I appreciated uncovering the duvet from my body to reveal my lacy undies.

Greg’s POV

I swallowed hard, as my cock stood erect on sighting Gianna on her lacy nighties, like I haven’t seen her put it on other times.

Damn! She was freaking beautiful and tempting. I couldn’t just get even of her.

Quickly, I changed my wears.

She was done changing too and we both walked slowly hand in hand to the quiet ocean.

Gianna slowly headed towards the entrance of the water with her lacy undies. This time, she was wearing a pair of black lingerie, a tantalizing match with her silky white skin.

Hmph. My Gianna has really transformed in the past month.

She soaked herself in the water, and I did my possible best to restrict myself from jumping on her and devouring her right in the water.

She played happily on the water. She leaned her head on the edge of the water looking up as her legs played on the water.

The stars were shining but the aura wasn’t bright. Still, the sky was beautiful.

“The sky is pretty Greg”.

“Yes! But my pet is prettier”, I responded and her cheeks flushed redder.

“Really? Am I that pretty?” she asked in disbelief.

My brows creased slightly.

“You don’t believe me?”

She smiled and splashed me some water. Then she moved over to me and placed her palms on either side of my cheeks.

“I believe you Greg. You are also the most handsome guy I have ever stumbled across”, she uttered, making a sweet smile to plaster on my lips.

She let go of me and was about swimming back to her spot, but I wrapped my arms around her tiny waist.

I pulled her into my embrace and sat her on my lap, with her back on my chest.

She was chuckling.

Author’s POV

The first thing Gianna felt was a hot hardness making her face burn. Greg’s hand began to trace her spine and, his every touch was fire, it was mesmerizing her, as it sent tingling sensations running down her spines. His lips were on the back of her neck, smooching her there.

His hands roamed around, it didn’t take long before his hand grabbed her twin peaches. After playing with them, he turned her around and made her face him.

He kissed her lips playing with her peaches.

“I need you Gianna”, he whispered against her lips, his hands not stopping from doing the delicious magic.

“Don’t be ridiculous Greg, we are outside, what if someone sees us?” she uttered.

Greg’s hand which was on her squeezed her, making her let out a cute moan.

“I don’t care if someone sees us or not”, he uttered in a flirty tone.

“Please, let’s just do it here okay? Right inside the ocean”, he pleaded.

Just one plead and she accepted, besides she was the one that had made him come out after all.

Greg smiled roguishly, as his huge monster began to rub her down there on her sensitive spot. The friction from their underwear played havoc on both of them.

He began sucking her tongue and she responded, wilder than ever. Her fingers were tugging his head as she pulled him closer.

After a heated romance, they made a memorable love right inside the ocean.

It was one of the best loves they had made so far and they both loved it.

Greg raised Gianna up from the water after bathing her and they both went into the bedroom.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Greg’s POV

…Next Morning…

I walked into the kitchen after looking for Gianna all over the house. There, I saw a beautiful lady standing with an apron on.

“She looks like a good wife”, I thought snarking.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I was making a tomato and egg sandwich, but I think noodles will go better with it. Just grab a seat, I will be done in no time, you must be hungry”, she uttered.

Wow! It was tantalizing, so I quickly took my seat as I watched her cook.

…A Few Hours Later…

“Must we leave tonight?” Gianna asked for the upteenth time.

“Yes baby! We will visit often, but I am sorry, we have to leave, like now”, I said packing up our backpacks.

“I understand, but I am gonna miss the island”, she muttered sadly.

We needed to leave, Lionel already called and asked me to come back home, for some urgent stuff.

“It’s okay baby, don’t be sad”, I tried my best in consoling but she looked away, looking real downcasted and crestfallen.

“I will miss you bro, and I will also miss you sis-in-law”, Hanuel uttered as he hugged Gianna.

“I will miss you too Hanuel, but I will always come to come check up on you or you can come visit right? Gianna uttered as they disengaged from the hug.

“Yes”, he nodded.

I ruffled his gray hair and hugged him.

Then I led Gianna out of the house, as we headed towards the truck.

Gianna’s POV

I couldn’t help but burst into tears, while we were sitted on the airplane. Greg narrowed in dissatisfaction.

“What is wrong?” He questioned.

“I miss the island. I couldn’t even say goodbye to the villagers”.

“Is that why you are moody? So you now love the island more than me huh?” He questioned.

“Nah! I will miss it there” I muttered.

He pulled me to his chest and buried my head in it.

This time, a pilot was on the seat, so Greg and I just laid down on the bed throughout the ride.

…A Week Later…

Author’s POV

The week had gone by with everyone doing their own thing.

Gianna resumed school again as expected, but this time, she resumed with another friend order than Gory. This time she resumed bracing herself with her new friend, a gun.

Greg became so busy with his warehouse and company making up for the days he was away.

The news of Gabby’s death was all over the news.

It was said that he was drowned in the oceans, as some parts of his body being chopped off by a deadly shark was seen around the shores.

Aunt Christa had been in hospital for almost two weeks.

Clemson never stopped searching for his lost sister, as he believed she was alive and was just somewhere around, hoping to see her oneday.

Gianna’s POV

I decided to go visit Aunt Christa one fateful day after school, I had watched the news and seen how her restaurant got excavated and burnt down to ashes.

Yeah she might be cruel to me, but she was the only family I knew.

I stepped out of the school gate, and instantly someone dragged me, startling me.

“Come with me Gianna!” a voice followed.