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Brando de Santis - Forgive me?

Description: Niccolo and Camilla Govender's younger sister Aria has been in a toxic relationship with Brando for a while now. Everyone always knew he was controlling but never thought he would do this to her...

Warnings: Smut

I'm scared. I'm really scared. I'm at a party leaning against the wall with Brando's arm hung loosely around my shoulders. He's making casual conversation with my sister and his other friends about who knows what, meanwhile I can't get my mind of the thought that he has a video on his phone that could ruin my life. I knew I shouldn't have let him film while we... you know, but I wasn't in the right mindspace at the time.

It's not that I don't trust Brando, I mean he is my boyfriend and I love him, but after what he did to Ludo i'm just kind of worried what he might do with that video if we ever break up. It would just bring me a lot of peace in mind if I knew the video was deleted.

This is why I asked for Camillas help. Camilla and I have never really been close, in fact she always seemed kind of jealous of me in a way. Which I don't know why she would be, she's popular, pretty, older, and has way more experience than I do. Before I started dating Brando I hadn't even held hands with a boy before.

Well anyways, even though we had never really been close, she's still my sister, so while desperate for someone to help me, I told her about the video. She said she could find out his password from a friend so I could delete it. And now here I am looking down at the message I just received.

"The password is 2006 - Camilla"

I looked up from my phone and flashed her a smile and she returned it, maybe Camilla never really hated me the way I thought she did.

I felt Brando's hand brush against my cheek as he used the hand that originally rested on my shoulder to move some hair away from my face. I had to look up at him since our height difference was definitely there. I smiled before he smirked and walked over to Vitto to take a drag from his cig. I took this as my chance and quickly and quietly snatched his phone from his pocket.

Shit. The password isn't working. I tried again and again but the phone wasn't unlocking. Maybe Camilla got it wrong by mistake?

"Hey Brando what's Aria doing with your phone?"

My heart dropped when I herd those words spoken loudly by none other than Camilla. Everything got quiet for a second and I looked up to see Brando staring at me with an expression I could either describe as angry or disappointed as he passed the joint back to his friend.

"Maybe she's jelous" spoke the bitch of Virginia.

"I think this girl needs your attention Brando"

Laughed Vitto along with some of the other guys. Brando slowly walked towards me looking mad, me yanked his phone out of my hand.

"I think you're right. She's gonna get all my attention now"

Brando started walking towards a bedroom and pulled me into his arms by my hand. His tone sounded mean and almost warning like. He aggressively put his arm around me before shoving me into a random bedroom and slamming the door. I saw him take out his phone from the corner of my eye as he pulled me once again into his chest.

"We are here live from Vitto's house" he spoke to the phone.

I squeaked when he started to force himself onto me. Trying to kiss my lips but hitting all around my face instead as I tried to turn my head in an attempt to stop him.

"Brando stop. Stop it" I squeaked feeling really uncomfortable.

Brando was always controlling and sort of pushy when it came to sexual stuff but he's never done something like this before.

I managed to push him off me for a second before he grabbed me again and threw me onto the bed, manhandling me into the position he wanted me in.

"Brando stop it! Get off me!!"

I threw my arms all around trying to escape, I felt so violated as his lips traveled down to my neck and stomach, all while people watched from his phone.

"Stop fucking moving Aria"

He growled as he pinned my arms down next to my head. At this point I wasn't just crying, I was full on sobbing, tears running down my face. I just wanted him to stop. Using all my force I managed to wiggle out of his grasp and escape his forceful kisses. I ran out of that room the second I got off the bed. The people from the party, who were probably watching the live, stared and whispered as I walked through the living room covering my face and wiping my tears.

"Oh come on Aria don't be dramatic!" I heard Brando call out from behind me.

I wasn't running anymore. To exhausted to do so, I just walked out the front door. Not before hearing another comment come out of my boyfriends mouth.

"Your so fucking immature Aria!"

Brando did this often. Whenever we would fight, no matter what it was about, he would always bring up the fact that i'm younger than him and therefore 'immature' and 'a little girl' as a reason why he's right. It made me feel horrible. Especially knowing the firsts I experienced with him (basically all my firsts) was his like twentieths. He always makes me feel small and helpless in the worst way possible.

It's been about three days since the party, and since I last talked to Brando and Camilla. A part of me blames her for what happened. I still can't believe she would do that to her own sister. Niccolo has been a big help in this situation, assuring me it wasn't my fault. I heard he kind of beat up Brando too, which made me feel a bit better.

Even though i'm so shocked and hurt that Brando would do that to me, I kind of miss him. I mean Brando has always been on the more rough side when it came to relationships and you know...sexual stuff, but I guess this was a little too far. Still people make mistakes right? I just can't imagine being without him.

You can't imagine my face when I got home after school and saw my boyfriend, his parents, my parents, and Nicco (he probably insisted on being there) sitting in my living room staring at me as I entered the room.

"Whats going on?" I asked with a wary tone.

"Why don't you have a seat darling"

Insisted my mom as she patted the spot on the couch between her and my dad. I wasn't gonna give in that easily though.

"Tell me what's going on first"

Mr. de Sanctis finally spoke up breaking the silence that followed my demand.

"Aria, I'm very sorry about everything that has happened. But I can guarantee you that Brando is just as upset as you are. Right?" he turned his head to throw a glance at Brando who nodded keeping his eyes on me the whole time.

Silence filled the room again, no one dared to comment anything else. Until Mr. de Sanctis spoke up again.

"Brando has something he wants to say you".

Although he was talking to me, Mr. de Sanctis eyes were locked on Brando with a threatening look.

Sighing, and with a slight role of his eyes, Brando stood up with his hands tucked in his hoodie pocket. I began to panic a bit when he started to walk towards me. I think Nicco could sense my distress and quickly stopped Brando with his leg before he could get any closer to me. Brando looked down at his leg then at him with a look almost daring him to do something else.

My dad however, harshly nudged Nicco causing him to retract his leg, and allowing Brando to continue walking towards me. He stared at me the whole time. He finally stopped in front of me, and with his hands still in his pocket, he bend down so our faces were at the same level for once.

I felt Brando's face so close to mine that I could feel his hot breath fanning on me, causing me to slightly shy away and look down at the ground when he finally began to speak.

"I'm sorry Aria. I don't know what came over me."

My eyes shot up to him, only to find him already intensely looking at me as if he's trying to read my face.

"Do you forgive me?"

He said in an amused voice, as if he found this almost funny. He glanced down at my lips then back up to my eyes raising his eyebrows and slightly tilting his head to tell me to hurry up and answer him.

My palms were sweaty at my side. Looking back down to the floor, I bit my lip as I tried to think of what to do. It was so hard to think though, considering everyone in the room was intently staring at me and waiting for my answer. So I went with my first instinct and slowly nodded while meeting his intense gaze again. Brando smirked at this and lifted his hand to pat my head a few times before standing up straight again.

"Good. Let's go"

He roughly interlocked our hands and pulled me away from the situation in the living room. Before he could completely drag me away though, I turned my head and looked back at Niccolo and my parents. Out of the corner of my eye I saw how Nicco angrily stood up to stop Brando, and how my parents stopped him.

Brando dragged me up the stairs and I quickly realized where he was taking me as the light pink walls of my room surrounded us. Brando let go of my hand and I heard a click of the lock on the door. Deja vu...

I turned to face him as he came and stood dangerously close to me with a hungry look in his eyes.

"I've missed you" He grabbed my face in his hands.

When he started to lean in to kiss me I quickly grasp my hands around his arms in a poor attempt to stop him. Of course this wouldn't be enough to physically stop him, but he got the hint and stopped for a second in confusion. I looked down feeling a little guilt build up in me.

Brando stared at me for a second trying to read my face. Then removed his hands from my face and sighed taking out his phone.

"Look. I know this was all about that video I have of you" I looked back up at him with a look that said 'go on'

"I love you Aria. Let me show you how much. I don't care about this stupid video. In fact i'll delete right now if it will make you happy"

Would he really do that for me? He was so against the idea of deleting it when I had asked before. Maybe some time apart made him see clearer? I nodded and smiled when he deleted it from photos and deleted photos.

"See. I'm fucking crazy for you kid" he threw his phone somewhere on the floor before grabbing my face again and bending down to roughly press his lips onto mine.

With no worries now, I stood up on my tippy toes and I kissed him back. I was smiling into the kiss and everything, just so happy to be with him again. I had missed him so much.

Brando's hands moved from my face down to the bed behind me as I was pushed to sit down at the edge. My hands tangled into his soft curls and I pulled him down to lay onto of me. Brando broke the kiss, his hands still pinning me down.

"You gonna let me touch you this time?" This took me by a shock a bit but I still nodded

"Yeah? Not gonna fight back?" I shook my head. I could tell he was getting into his dominate personality he gets in bed, and it was turning me on.

"Say it"

"I'm not gonna fight back" I looked up at him with doe eyes.

He leaned back in to kiss me again this time rougher and filled with passion. Our lips moved together as he stuck his tongue in my mouth showing he was in charge of the kiss. I let out airy moans as he made his way down to kiss my neck and then down to my stomach.

Jesus, major deja vu.

His hands started to creep under my skirt and up my thighs. I got a little nervous closing my legs tightly together which Brando quickly stopped, prying then open again.

"All i've been thinking about is kissing you. Kissing you everywhere" He looked up at me, his words sounding more like an ask for permission rather than a statement.

"Brando..." His name came out more of a moan "I need you. Please"

Brando smirked at my answer and took it as a green pass to flip my skirt up. This revealing my cotton white panties that he wasted no time in ripping off leaving me bare. I squeaked at the cold air that hit my cunt and tried to close my legs, which he once again stopped.

The feeling of Brando's intense stare on me made me nervous. I jumped when suddenly his hot breath was on me as he blew on my clit.

"Fuck I missed you so much. You're so fucking adorable."

His lips met mine for a quick peck before he leaned back in between my legs. My mouth fell open when his thumb started to rub my clit.

"So sensitive..." he muttered as I squirmed under his touch.

"Brandoo"

I moaned loudly when his lips finally interlocked on my pussy. I felt like I was on fire. I never really got used to this feeling when Brando first touched me. I have never masturbated, the feeling of being touched is still so intense.

He lapped on my clit as I harshly pulled on his curls out of desperation making him moan, the vibrations going into me. My eyes squeezed shut and I bit my lip trying to stay quiet since our parents were still downstairs.

Brando was making it hard to stay quiet while he was eating me out like I was his first meal in days. If possible, it started to feel even better when he threw my legs over his shoulders getting deeper into my pussy.

I let out a loud moan and threw my head back when his wet tounge was shoved into my tight hole. Fuck he was going so rough on me I felt like my life was being sucked out through my pussy. It felt so good it was getting overwhelming.

"Brando...please stop! Be gentle" I begged and tugged on his hair.

I didn't expect him to actually listen to my beg for him to go gently since he never had in the past. But he surprised me when he actually stopped sucking me for a second and pulled away. I took this as my chance to catch my breath before he placed a soft kiss on my clit.

"Tell me your mine" He climbed back up so his face hovered mine again.

"I'm yours Brando" I looked up at him.

He continued with a demanding voice "say i'm the only one who can make you feel this way"

I noticed his voice began to get aggressive again so I didn't want to upset him "your the only one who can make me feel this way" I whined.

"I love you"

His hand made its way back down to my sensitive pussy, and this time creep a little lower to my sopping hole. I was already soaked from being eaten out like the sweetest candy on earth, but still he could only get one finger in. I gripped onto his shirt as he pushed it in.

"Fuck you're so tight." I whined at his words as I tried to take his finger going deeper inside me.

"Your such a small little girl, how'd I ever get my dick to fit in this hole huh?" he started at me with those intense eyes I always see.

I doubt he actually wanted me to answer that question, but either way I could barely think let alone talk when his finger started to move inside me. My eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure became too much. I felt Brando's eyes still on me though as his finger began to move faster and harder.

"Look at me" he demanded.

My eyes fluttered open and I looked up at him with my mouth slightly open. I was to fucked out to say anything, instead loud moans and squeals left my mouth when his finger moved even harder inside me hitting all the right spots.

"Ah fuck, you hear how wet you are"

Brando's comment made me feel dirty, but he was right I was so wet and the squelching of his fingers in me echoed around the room. I started to panic when I felt myself getting close. I really was trying to warn Brando but I was so overwhelmed I only managed to whine out loud.

"Brando i'm gonna-" before he clamped a palm over my mouth to shush me.

"Shh shh sh don't want mommy and daddy to hear how much of a slut you are do you?"

Tears fell down my eyes from this. I don't think it was the comment that made me cry, just the whole situation and how overwhelmed I was. My hot tears ran down my cheeks and soaked his hand covering my mouth, but Brando didn't seem to mind.

"You're so cute when you cry. God I wanna fuck you" he muttered.

My brain couldn't fully process his words however when I reached my high and started shaking. Grabbing his wrist in a poor attempt to stop his finger.

"Shh just let it happen sweetie"

I moaned into his hand as I came hard. Brando's finger rode me through my orgasm that felt like it lasted forever. When his finger finally left my hole, so did the hand covering my mouth. I opened my eyes and looked up at Brando with big eyes and a dazy look on my face.

He laughed at me "I don't know how you look so fucking ruined from just one finger"

Not processing his comment I pulled him in for a kiss, tasting myself on his lips.

"I love you Brando"

"Love you to kid"

The next day at school, I was back under Brando's arm following him around as he talked with his friends about whether it is they talk about. I know people say it looks like i'm just his little puppy that does whatever he says, but I don't care. As long as i'm with him i'm happy.

Brando's Pov:

"So you really deleted that video of you fucking her?" asked Vitto after I told him about last night with Aria "what a shame it was hot" he shrugged

"Of course I didn't fucking delete it. I have it saved on my laptop. I just said that so she would let me touch her." I know it sounds bad but it was the only way to get Aria to trust me again.

"Ohh nice bro" he fist bumped me.

I laughed "Yeah, kids are so fucking easy. You just give them a little attention and they do whatever you tell them to"

"Damn, I need to get myself a younger girl"

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