#c:giorgio

[oliviacoppola]

Location: Italian Street Festival, Dinner & Dance Date: July 19, 2024 (Friday night)

@giorgiopecatti

Once she had her fill of wine and cheese, Olivia was almost giddy to receive Giorgio's message to meet him by the water. Olivia knew that whatever the state of Giorgio and Patrizia's relationship, her role as mistress was always going to come second to his wife, and thus she'd kept her distance during her captivity and even after she was freed. Emotional intimacy, love, and all those other annoying emotions were not something she needed from him, but she'd be lying if she said being wanted didn't stroke her ego just a bit.

Olivia walked up to Gio and held out one of the drinks for him with a smile. It was a stupid fucking cliche, but in that moment any annoyance or frustration fell away. This was what she wanted from him, the occasional moment alone. She glanced around for any familiar faces before closing the distance between them and reaching up to greet him with a peck. "Hello, stranger. I wasn't sure if I was going to be seeing you here tonight."

[oliviacoppola]

Location: Olivia’s apartment Date: 09 May, 2023 @giorgiopecatti​

While her apartment wasn’t quite as flashy as the hotel she first stayed in, it was hers and she was proud of it. But most importantly, it was discreet. The most important trait in a mistress as she’d learned very quickly. The second thing she’d learned was that the only thing Italian men loved more than their mothers was their mother’s cooking. Which was why after she’d deep cleaned the apartment (and made sure anything ....incriminating was stored safely away with Alexandre) she’d still managed to get ziti into the oven before getting changed.

The oven dinged just before a knock echoed at the door. “Just a second!,” she called as she pulled the food out and turned off the oven before opening the door with a smile. “Your timing is impeccable.” She waited until the door shut behind him before she leaned up to press a kiss to Giorgio’s lips.