C65 Vincenzo Zolvesky?

A shaky breath left me. I squirmed on his lap. The perverted hand of his kept roaming up and down my thighs, squeezing, while he typed on his laptop with the other hand.

After he ran me a nice warm shower in the morning, he made us breakfast and fed me until my stomach couldn't take it anymore. He had ordered Maria not to disturb us today, so she gladly accepted the day off