EPISODE TWENTY SIX.
“Good Morning Mom.”I greeted tapping her from the back. She turn to me in surprise.
“Why… Why are you here?”
“They are all busy. I wanted to join you in the cooking too.”I say with a small smile lingering on my face.
“You shouldn’t have come. I.. I will sort it out myself. You can go take a rest now.”
“I’m really fine. I’m getting better, You don’t have to worry about me.”I assured holding her hands.
She took a deep breath, still not convinced. Her phone started ringing. I let go of her hands so she could pick it.
“Stefano.”She called softly over the phone.
“I will bring it to you. I forgot.”She mumbled rubbing her forehead tiredly.
After dropping the call, Stefano’s Mom picked a box containing men’s stuff.”Are you taking it to his room?”I asked, blocking her path.
“Yes.”
“I will take it.”I offered immediately and took it away from her before she could protest.
“Are you sure? Did you guys make up already?”
“No. He’s not making an attempt to.”I shook my head sadly.
“I really don’t want to put you in an awkward position. Let me take it to him.”She insists but I was determined to go to him.
I want to see him. I just want to.
She gave up seeing that I won’t let go of it easily.
I carried the box into the room. Surprisingly, He’s not inside.
“Can you please arrange it in the container? It’s fucking clumsy.”He huff from one of the rooms joined to his main bedroom.
His room looked more exquisite than ours, Stefano is always treated differently and I don’t blame them. They were probably trying to give him everything to satisfy him.
I carried the box into the bathroom, I located the container for it, I tore off the seal carefully and started bringing out the products.
They are creams, Bathing lotion, A new expensive electric shaving tool with some brushes and toothpastes.
I started arranging them inside the container. Suddenly, The shower turned to me from nowhere and started pouring on me. What?!
“What are you doing here?”He asked in shock, trying to turn off the shower button.
By the time he was able to do that, I’m already wet.
I only got to see him properly as he was coming towards me. He’s in a white shorts, His well chiseled tone glowed under the poor light. Stefano must really hate lights. His hair was trimmed roughly down to his shoulder length. Is he trying to cut his hair?
I couldn’t find anything suitable to say.
I only picked the empty box on the floor and pressed my lips together nervously.
“I asked a question. Woman.”He repeated in a harsh tone.
“I came here to drop what you ordered.”I mumble, referring to the products which haven’t been arranged properly yet.
“Mom told you to do this?”He asked in a low tone.
“No. I offered to bring it to you.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to see you?”
“Why?”
“Because I want us to…”
“Why?!”He roared, throwing off the towel to a different direction. He looked pissed off as if I was pressing the wrong button on him.
“Stefano.”I called curling my hands into a fist and placed it on my chest, under my chin nervously.
He took a deep breath before turning to the bathtub.
“Continue with what you’re doing.”He said in a softer tone.
Right. He doesn’t apologize. I’ve never seen him apologize.
After arranging it, I turned back to his direction with the empty box in my hand just to see him stark naked.
His large cock hitting both sides of his laps as he added shampoo on his hair.
“Stefano!”I called in shock and he turned to me with a smirk lingering on his face.
“What?”
“You shouldn’t do this in my presence. It’s not right.”I stutter moving back away from him.
My eyes trailed down from his chest down to his slim waist to his organ again. He’s so huge. No wonder he hurt me badly the other time.
“Why can’t I? You had this already. It was buried inside you for a long time. You screamed and cried because of this. You don’t want to see it anymore?”He grins. Stefano was already close to me at this point.
He caged me to the wall. Unfortunately, I wasn’t wearing a bra, The clothes stuck to my body outlining my crazy features.
I was already scared to the teeth at this moment.
His crude words hurt me to the core. He should be apologizing to me for treating me that way. How could he treat me like this?.
“I need to go.”I stuttered, Tears were already falling down my face at this point.
He scoffed and pulled me to himself. I look so small in his arms, He moves his hand slowly to my right boobs and cups it up.
He gave it a soft squeeze, My hands were on his chest, trembling badly.
I hope he doesn’t go to the extreme with this.
Slowly, He left my boobs and moved his hand to the tip of my shorts.
He pulled it down including my panties at once down to my waist.
“Stefano. This isn’t right.”I stuttered holding his hand.
He looked up at me and stared at my small waist down to my broad hips.
“Tell me the reasons why this is not right?”He asked, pinning me tight to the wall.
“I’m not healed enough for this. Please.”I begged but he wasn’t listening to me.
“You didn’t enjoy the last one? You were screaming my name every fucking seconds. You accommodated me inside your warm slimy sheath, How did you not like it? Are you supposed to be healed?”He asked, dipping his hand into my hoodie and fondling my nipples.
I pushed him off my body and arranged myself quickly.
He walked closer to me, He tried holding my hands but I raised my hands up to his face.
I tried gathering every courage in me to slap him for being rude to me but I couldn’t find myself doing it.
I lowered my hands to his chest and hit him with my tiny fists, sobbing like the pathetic fool that I am.
Why can’t I just stand up for myself even if it’s just for once?
Why should my inferiority complex get at me everytime?
“Why can’t you do it? You’re scared?”
“I’m not.”I said in a soft tone and made to leave.
He looked disappointed. Is he expecting me to slap him?
“Why won’t you say anything about what happened? Why are you not reacting to it?”He asked after me but I didn’t stop.
Suddenly, He grabbed my hands and pulled me back to himself.
“What are you doing?”
“Answer my questions!”He yelled at me.
“I initiated it. I should bear the consequences.”I mumble.
He drooped the moment he heard that from me. He let go of my hands and stared at me for a while.
“You’re just one pathetic Chic. Hazel.”