NOT GOOD FOR YOU

The maths lessons with my hot teacher were proceeding much better than expected. Marco was serious and focused on explaining the stuff to me in a very accurate way. He was really patient and it was fun learning with him! After more than two hours, I had a good understanding of all the algebra formulas. I was sitting on my bed with my legs drawn up and leaning with my back against the wall, while I repeated the formulas once again in front of my "strict" teacher. Marco was sitting on the edge of the bed, checking the math book; finally he closed the book and looked at me with a huge smile! "Well done, Sofia! You've explained the algebra formulas perfectly!" he said with satisfaction. "I think you're ready for tomorrow's math test. How are you feeling, piccola?" I gave him my sweetest smile and this time it was him blushing! "I'm feeling great, Marco! I've finally understood the fucking formulas, thanks to you! You're the perfect tutor." I said happily and Marco looked at me a little surprised, then he could not help, but laugh.

His blue eyes were glowing even more intensely; he was just irresistible! "I, I'm really glad I could help you, Sofia!" Marco leaned towards me, looking deep into my eyes. Gosh, my heart skipped a beat! He was staring at me so insistently that I felt goosebumps running down my back; what was on his mind right now?! After a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity, Marco took a deep breath and stood up from the bed. I watched him doubtfully, as he was searching for something in his pockets and then pulled out a cigarette! I was shocked: he wasn't seriously going to smoke a joint here in my room?! I jumped off the bed and stood in front of him. He winced, looking at me unsecurely. "Have you lost your mind, Marco?" I exclaimed. "You can't be serious and smoke that stuff in my room?!" I gave him an angry look. Marco swallowed hard, then quickly put the cigarette back into his pockets. "I'm sorry, Sofia! I was just checking if I have another cigarette .... for later!" said Marco hesitating, avoiding the eye contact.

He was standing there with his arms crossed and a hostile expression on his face. I sighed heavily; this afternoon I had completely forgotten about his drug addiction! He had been kind and attentive all the time, explaining the math formulas with a lot of patience.... Marco had a gentle side that was touching me deep inside my heart! I definitely wanted to know more about him, to get to know him better. "How long have you been smoking this stuff, Marco?" I asked gently. Marco cleared his throat. "I don't think it's any of your business!" he replied visibly irritated. His whole posture betrayed his tension! I hesitated for a moment, but decided not to let me intimidate that easy. "Maybe I care about you!" I said sincerely and Marco looked at me in surprise. He swallowed hard. "Why do you care about me, piccola? You don't even know me!" he said with a hoarse tone in his voice, looking straight into my eyes. I looked sheepishly at the floor; yes, WHY?! I took a deep breath. "Honestly I don't know ... it's just a feeling!" I said softly. "Come on, Marco, now tell me your story!"

I gave him an encouraging smile, although I was very excited inside! Marco rolled his eyes and didn't say a word for a while. He resumed his defensive posture; I noticed in dismay that his face was darkening, getting really sad! He cleared his throat a few times. "I don't know where to start," he finally said. "It's just ... I'm feeling under pressure all the time!" He sighed deeply. "Two years ago, after high school, I finally wanted to move to Italy and live with my mom and my brother. There are some excellent universities in Tuscany where I could go on with my studies." Marco was looking at me thoughtfully and I nodded at him with a smile. "But then something happened that I never expected .... My dad, who barely cared about me all these years, suddenly was very interested in me!" His voice had a cold and indifferent tone, while he was talking about his dad. "He almost pleaded me to stay in San Francisco and go to college here. After all, one day I'm supposed to take over his company!" Marco made a grim face and I tried to cheer him up a little.

"Sounds great, Marco!" I said happily. "I'm sure your dad is really trusting in you, if one day he wants you to take over the company. I mean, this is Williams Software Incorporation we're talking about ..." The laughter caught in my throat as I met Marco's angry gaze. Shit, someone was really pissed off! "What the fuck are you talking about, Sofia? You don't understand what it is all about!" Marco shouted at me fiercely; I stepped back a little shocked. I didn't expect such a reaction! Marco immediately realized that he had overreacted, since I was looking at him in disbelief. He ran a hand through his hair in embarrassment. "Gosh Sofia, I'm sorry!" he said, his voice trembling slightly. "I didn't mean to yell at you, piccola." I crossed my arms and gave him a doubtful look. I thought it would probably be better to keep quiet and just listen to him! Marco took a deep breath. "Ever since my parents divorced ten years ago, I couldn't wait to finally live with my mom," he said sadly. "And when I finally had the occasion, I wasn't able to break away from my dominant dad!"

Marco was looking at me and there was so much sadness in his eyes; it was touching me deep inside, since I really cared about Marco! "I hate myself for being so weak ... And I hate my dad for pressuring me!" Marco clenched his hands angrily into fists. I really wanted to say something comforting, but for now I preferred to remain in silence! He took a deep breath. "Then I met Andy, Frank's brother, in college; about two years ago he took me to the Dragon's Den for the first time." he continued. "It was back then when I tried my first joint, and yes ... I immediately felt better!" Marco was avoiding my questioning gaze and looked out the window. I observed him from the side, saw that his face was twitching. He was very tensed! That was the reason why he was taking drugs: he wanted to escape from the pressure that was on him ... In this moment Marco was really unhappy; I wanted nothing more than comfort him, but I wasn't sure if he would like it!

Marco walked closer to the window and turned his back to me. I couldn't help admiring his perfect frame from behind: from the large shoulders down to the small hips, the pretty butt in the tight jeans. What on earth he had in mind? "I'm not good for you, Sofia!" he said, all of a sudden, and I flinched. WHAT?! "I'm a mess, I've a lot of problems and I've done things I'm not proud of. You, you're so beautiful and you deserve a guy who's going to spoil you in every imaginable way, the kind of romantic guy!" What was he talking about; I didn't want a romantic guy, I wanted .... him! "What do you think, Marco? I've been on romantic dates, I even had a boyfriend. We were together for six months!" I said seriously. "Unfortunately, then it was over because that asshole preferred to focus on his football career! As you can see, I'm still alive." I sighed loudly. "I'm really sorry for you, Sofia!" commented Marco. I was losing my patience! I stepped to him and gently put my hands on his shoulders. He flinched, but didn't turn around.

"You don't really know me, Marco; I don't care about romance! I want to go out with you ..." I said slowly, noticing the goosebumps on Marco's strong arm, while I was caressing him gently. "On Friday night, we're going to the movies with Sally and Frank. I just can't wait for our double date!" Marco finally turned to me, looking so deeply into my eyes that it took my breath away. Holy shit, those blue eyes; I was not able to resist him! He smiled and gently lifted up my chin with his hand. "Oh yes, I'm happy too, piccola! Maybe you're right; you shouldn't go out with other guys ..." His voice was rusky and sexy, sending shivers down my spine. "Somehow I'm flattered that a beautiful girl like you want to go out with me!" Then he brought his face closer to mine, I could feel his warm breath. My heart was beating like crazy! "Sei bellissima!" he whispered, pulling me towards him with a gentle grip. Oh God, now he was going to kiss me; finally! I was dreaming about it since I first saw him ...

When his sensual lips were only millimeters from mine, I closed my eyes with expectation. Come on, Marco, kiss me! was all I could think about. In this moment I heard the front door shut downstairs. "Sofia, where are you?" my little bro was shouting through the house. Mum and Sven were back; perfect timing ... Marco and I were drifting apart startled; I looked sheepishly at the floor and Marco ran his hand nervously through his hair. I cleared my throat. "My mum and my brother are at home!" I said laughing. "Watch out, Marco! My brother could burst into my room at any moment." Marco was laughing loudly; in this moment he looked like a little boy, just irresistible! "I'd better go now; it's already seven p.m." said Marco and I nodded. "Okay, I'll walk you to the door!" We were giving each other one last deep look, before leaving my room.

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