Elena;
I woke up to a brightly lit room, my eyes squinting as I raised a hand to obstruct the sun’s reflection in them.
I was lying by my side, and as I looked around, I could see that I was in Angelo’s room. Again.
Heaving a deep sigh, I stretched lazily on the comfy bed when I heard something clamp noisy beside me.
A startled gasp escaped my lips the moment I turned to the side, only to find myself surrounded by some ladies with similar attires.
Two of them stood directly in front of the bed, smiling widely as they stared at me.
“What the hell?” I breathed out, unable to understand why they were standing there.
Did they just watch me sleep? I wondered to myself. That is pretty creepy.
“Hello, ma’am. The boss would love to see you downstairs. He had instructed you to put these on and meet him down.”
I released a breath at the mention of him. Of course.
Slowly, I traced my gaze down, just as she raised her hand, revealing a beautiful armless black dress.
My eyes widened at that, mostly at the beauty of it. But why would Angelo want me dressed up?
“I don’t understand,” I stared back up at her, and then at the other who stood beside her, realizing she was also holding up a pair of short heels in her hands.
I felt my breath hitch at the sight of it, completely enamored by it.
Signing softly, I placed a hand on my head, feeling a headache creep in. They were both staring at me with expectant looks and for a moment I thought of sending them away, but decided against it.
They helped me into the dress, marveling at how it stuck to my body like a second skin.
As I looked in the mirror, I was awed at the simplicity of the dress. It wasn’t long, but just below my thighs, accentuating minimal curves and long legs.
Exactly how I love them.
I should be ecstatic, as I would be on a different day but I just wasn’t feeling up to much today. So, I decided to get it over with.
Plus, I was curious to know what Angelo has in mind…
I made my way out of the room and headed straight to the stairs, wondering why he wanted me all dressed up.
I haven’t forgotten what he almost did to me earlier on, but at this moment, I simply didn’t have the energy for much.
As I stood at the rail of the stairs, I heard his voice. And there, down the floor, he was stood, dressed in black overalls.
He hadn’t seen me yet, as he seemed to be engrossed in a conversation with Dominic.
Heaving a deep sigh, I began to descend the stairs, carefully watching my steps.
Dominic saw me first, and he suddenly stopped talking, his eyes watching my every move.
And then he said something to Angelo, who quickly turned his gaze to me.
Letting in a deep breath, I shook my head, as I focused on my steps.
By the time I got to the foot of the stairs, he had hastily dismissed Dominic and was making his way towards me in quick hurried steps, all the while, his eyes never leaving mine.
Halting right by my side, he slowly took my right hand in his, bringing it up to his lips, as he planted a kiss on it.
The singular gesture widened my eyes for a bit, completely stunned by the act.
“Come on,” he said, softly, giving me a hand.
Glancing down at it, I huffed, shaking my head, but I reluctantly took it, eager to know what he was up to.
I observed that there weren’t many of his guards present today. The house was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to how it had always been.
“What’s the occasion?” I asked, casually, eying him from the corner of my eyes.
I didn’t want to think about what had happened the last time I saw him.
He didn’t respond, rather he led me outside the house, and towards the garden located at the back, close to a massive pool.
“What’s this, Angelo?” my eyes settled on a table set in the middle of the garden.
Upon closer inspection, I could see it was loaded with all sorts of food. The aroma filtered through my senses, and my stomach immediately growled.
I stared up at Angelo, who was only engrossed in leading me towards it. He let go of my hand for a moment and pulled out a chair.
“Come on. Sit.”
Staring at him with a frown on my face, I wondered what he was up to.
He didn’t respond, or say a word. One glance at the meal was enough to make me not hesitate to sit.
My eyes caught the pasta at the side, and I immediately grabbed a fork and dived in.
“Hmmm….” My eyes rolled at the back of my head as the flavors erupted in my mouth.
Was about to reach for the wine to pour me a glass, when Angelo moved a glass of wine over to me.
When had he filled that?
I stared at him with a skeptical look, shook my head, and took it from him.
I must have been stuffing my face with food, as minutes later I looked up at him, realizing he had his elbows on the table, just staring at me.
“You.. you aren’t eating?”
“No,” he simply responded, not taking his eyes off me.
I glanced at the food for a moment and brought down the cutleries, “Why? Is it poisoned? Did you poison me?”
He raised a brow, and the corner of his lips turned up in a smirk and he chuckled, “Now, why would I poison my favorite plaything?”
I rolled my eyes at that and picked back up the cutleries. I didn’t realize I was this hungry.
In no time, I had satisfied my hunger and took a large sip of the wine.
Placing the glass back on the table, Angelo, who had been sitting opposite me, stood up.
He walked over to my side, pulled out the chair closer to me, and sat down.
Feeling the heat of his gaze, I quickly grabbed a grapefruit and tossed it in my mouth.
But the moment I did so, I felt his hands on my neck, and my eyes widened.
“Wha…”
The chair I was sitting on was suddenly pulled to his side, at the same time, his hands trailed up my jaw.
Gasping, I didn’t realize when he suddenly leaned into me, and in a swift move, his lips met mine in an open kiss…. or so I thought until I felt the grapefruit taken by him.
He pulled back a bit, and my eyes fluttered, which also widened when I realized what he had done.
“Why Did you do that?”
The single gesture got my heart skipping a beat, which confused me a whole lot.
“You have satisfied your appetite, love. Now, it’s time to satisfy mine.”
And then he was pulling back his chair as he stood, leaving me to stare at him in utter confusion as he began to clear the dishes on the table.
What is wrong with this man?
My furrowed brows followed his every move, intrigued as to what he was getting to, but patient.
Lost in the way his muscles flexed in his shirt, I was lost.
At that moment, I was able to observe him at a closer view. Angelo was surely a handsome man if I would look past his overbearing demeanor and character.
With clear and defined cheekbones, and his hair which was always slicked back to perfection. I felt like running my hands through it.
I was too lost, that I didn’t realize he was done, and by my side, until he grabbed me off the chair I was sitting, on and onto the table.
My heart skipped a beat, “Oh my God, what are you… oh!!.”
His hands came at the top of the gown I was putting in, and una swift action, he ripped it apart.
“Angelo! What the fuck!?”
The cold air hit my skin, making me feel naked at once.
“I told you. Elena. It’s time to satisfy my appetite.”
The beautiful gown was completely filled off, by now. Revealing the lace bra I wore underneath.
I had wanted to feel sexy, fuck me for not putting on panties. I didn’t know it would end up this way.
But when I felt a finger abruptly penetrate my pussy, I screamed out.
“I’ve hardly begun, love. I’m gonna have you screaming to the mountains until I am fully satisfied.”
And then, two fingers.