All Yours Daddy.
Chapter 24.
Seating opposite Mr Enzo. Devine had a glass of wine between his fingers, as his taste buds constantly sought solace from the wine. His eyes were heavily rooted on Mr Enzo who had been ranting about business, yet he paid less attention to everything coming from Mr Enzo. Not a single word from Mr Enzo made its way to his ear. His mind was crowded and occupied by the thoughts of Nuella. The
Where has she been? Could she be in her room, fantasising about him, like he was doing now?
He took the glass of wine to his lips and gently sipped from it, the taste of the wine he had been drinking for over some minutes now, suddenly reminding him of how delicious she tasted against his bud. His jaws clenched and his fist tightened. Gosh! He desires her. Being in her house now, made him desire her even more.
“Lorenzo.” The deep baritone voice of Mr Enzo pulled him from his trance, but he didn’t jolt or panic, his eyes just remained fixed and buried heavily to the man.
“You seem lost.” Mr Enzo noted trying so hard to not anger Devine.
Well yes! He was lost in the webs that your daughter created for him. He badly wanted to say that, but he instead, raised his glass up like he was making a toast.
“I am with you.” He responded calmly and Mr Enzo nodded carrying on with his conversation.
“My empire currently has few tobacco to be sold out, a reasonable amount of percentage could be allocated to you. The contract would be drafted out, as per your plans.”
Devine took a moment to process Enzo’s offer before giving a gentle nod.
“I will be back with my reply when the survey for the casino has been made.”
Mr Enzo smiled closing the file in his hand.
“Everything in the casino was arranged according to your taste, I am sure you will love it.”
“I will have Antonio go with you for the survey while I attend to other things.”
“Noted.”
Enzo confirmed lifting his glass of wine.
A maid in the blue and white maid attire walked in with a bow.
“My lord, dinner is ready.”
“Good, Serve it and have everyone downstairs. Including Nuella. She would not skip meals again!” It was an other and the maid knew that well. She nodded and made a bow before walking off.
The sound of Nuella’s name, had a freaking way of making Devine’s groin tighten. Curiosity clouded him immediately as he anticipated her coming. What she would look like. Would her thighs be revealed to his hungry gaze or will her cleavage be a plate served with his milk meal?
Gosh! He didn’t know what he was at the moment but he was a pervert and that he recognized.
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Nuella walked into the dining room, which consisted of her father, brother, sister, and gosh! The gorgeous man in coat that had the walls of her stomach churning. When the maid subconsciously informed her that he was seated with her father, doing some busines deals, her mood had elevated immediately. She had suddenly become so conscious of her dressing and fitted into this mini skirt that stopped just below her ass, then added a bodycon crop top that revealed the upper part of her cleavage and a part of her belly button.
Uneasiness washed through her, as her eyes scanned the room and she found Devine’s eyes on hers. The look in his eyes, nothing far from what always gave her courage. Her pussy clenched, and she pressed her legs together trying to suppress the sudden pleasure that gosh through her.
Subconsciously, Devine ran his tongue against his lower lips, desiring to part her beautiful thighs apart and bury his face against them, and that subconscious action had Nuella’s nipples tightening and Arousing as the image of what those lips would do to her nipples filled her head. Nuella swallowed in, suddenly feeling the gaze of everyone against her. Her body shuddered as she managed to pull her eyes from his, struggling through the uneasy feeling and finding her way to her own chair. Next to his, but this time, an empty chair was between them.
“Good evening father everyone.”Nuella’s tiny voice came out low to everyone yet sexy to Mr Devine.
“Finally, you stepped out.” The awkward reply from her father came in after he had beckoned on a maid to serve the meal.
Nuella didn’t say a word. And she didn’t like that her father pointed it out. She was sad, yes. But she didn’t want Devine to see her as this little pathetic 23 years girl, who was nothing but a sadist.
“I am fine.” her reply finally came in waving off the silence
“You do not look like you are fine.” Samantha noted sarcastically, then continue.
“You look like a mess, like your fictional men have failed you in some way.”
Nuella picked on her cutlery angry at Samantha’s joke. It was clearly written on her face that she was in for no jokes, yet Samantha failed to see that.
Nuella took a gentle sip from her juice then replied.
“At least my fictional men are finer and hotter than you all mafia, killers.”
The room went silent as Nuella’s words downed on everyone, their eyes snapping wide open, in relaxation, but Devine did not panic he didn’t even react a bit.
“What do you know about hot?” Mr Enzo asked dipping a sitck of vegetable into his mouth, but Nuella remained silent.
Samantha let out a soft chuckle, then turned to Devine.
“If your fictional men are hotter than our Mafia killers, do you agree that Mr Devine here, is way hotter than your fictional men and of course your nerd boyfriend James?”
“My goodness.” Nuella coughed out spitting the juice from her mouth. Her fist tightened and shot Samantha a glare angry that Samantha had spoken so admiringly of Mr Devine.
The room went silent and everyone’s gaze was fixed on hers.
Akwardly, she let out a chuckle, staring at each person’s face that demanded an answer expect for Mr Devine who was still not bothered.
“You are not going to Defend your hot fictional men and nerd boyfriend?”
“Ex.” Nuella’s reply, came very calm and intimidating, correcting Samantha immediately.
Surprised, Samantha dropped her cutleries, and then began to chuckle, mocking the very unbothered Nuella.
“What happen? Why did you two break up? ”
Concern was etched on Ivano’s face as he dropped his cutlery focusing his gaze on Nutella.
Nuella shrugged and then made to give a reply but her father beat her to it.
“Perhaps, she just realized that she needed a mafia man.”
“Or she just realized that, she needed some more handsome and less nerd like her man, “Samantha added wiggling her brows at Nuella.
Nuella took a sip from her drink. With an expression that was almost as dark and sarcastic as Samantha’s existence, she began.
“Speaking about nerd, don’t you think your boyfriend is as nerd as James and would definitely not fit into the categories of the cute mafia men you chant about?”
Ivano choke. A very sarcastic choke. Samantha’s grip against her spoon tightened and she stared at Nuella with rage in her eyes.
Well, the bullet did hit hard like Nuella wanted it. Samantha’s boyfriend was the most irritating in human existence and she was only with him because he was a mafia member and she didn’t want her father’s judgment.
The rage in Samantha’s eyes subsided then she rolled her eyes and cleared her throat.
“Well. It doesn’t change the fact that they are cutter men in the mafia empire and Mr Lorenzo tops the list. Right Nuella?”
Nuella rolled her eyes not giving a reply. She was definitely never going to admit that he was handsome, not in front of her father.
Silence stepped in and everyone began to munch on their food, but Nuella had a problem doing that. For some minute she had forgotten that Devine was even a mafia lord. She couldn’t bring herself to believe that she was even involved with the people she condemned most. He existed to her like another creature. Handsome in every way possible. Her chest tightened and her grip against her spoon tightened even more as she recalled how Samantha kept praising Mr Devine.
She didn’t know which was annoying her most. The fact that Samantha kept noting that Devine was handsome or that she called him Devine and he didn’t oppose that. Nuella shut her eyes for some seconds, refusing to believe that she was jealous. She was not jealous, she was just used to being the only one who called him Devine, those were the words she concluded within her, rendering her disturbed heart some peace.
Devine remained calm, physically, but damn the heavens, he badly wanted to bury his cock against her mouth and shut her the fuck up a while ago! His jaws had clenched and unclenched that he sort a space with her where he would fuck her mouth hard and make her repeat the lies she told about her fictional men being more handsome than him. Damn it! His grip against his fork tightened. He couldn’t believe she kept running away from the question Samantha asked about him.
This was toture’ pure toture. He was seating so close to her with her scent capturing the bream of his nose yet he could not bend her over and fuck the stubbornness out of her head.
Devine clutched hardly against his spoon, shutting the voice in his head that informed him that he was jelous.
Damn it! He was not jealous, he just needed to spank her ass so hard till her pussy is dripping and the truths are trembling out her mouth and he would do it. He would teach her that he is not to be compared with another, not her nerd ex, and definitely not her fictional characters.