Nuella sat on the bed wearing one of Devine’s round neck polo, her eyes scanning the beautiful room- that has been the only thing she could do since she woke up, scan and scan the beautiful mafia house.
She let out a soft exhale, slumping deeper Into the bed and covering herself up with a duvet.
“That jerk.” She let out a soft curse, unsure of how to feel. Her mind had been full and heavy with lots of nagging thoughts.
What if Devine left the house just so he could torment her and make her leave the house without him saying so? What if he didn’t enjoy the sex? That question stabbed her heart a lot more than she thought it would.
She adjusted, easing the pain that burned her pussy.
It had been uneasy for her to stand, or walk her way to the bathroom and she had really needed Devine to be there beside her holding her up to do all of this.
Although they were not couples, no lovers, but they had sex and he should have regarded that part, shouldn’t he?
Her phone buzzed, vibrating against the bedside table.
Nuella threw the duvet off her head, jumping to see who the caller was. She grabbed her phone from the bedside table and the happiness in her face disappeared slowly, replaced with disappointment.
A tiny part of her had thought that Devine had called to speak to her, but it wasn’t even him, it was a group video call from Daisy and Mira and she sluggishly slid into the call.
“Hey, beautiful!!” Daisy’s happy voice pierced through the screen and Nuella rolled her eyes, not entirely in the mood to say a word but she needed them to distract her wary mind from the thoughts of Devine.
“Hey.” Her reply came out sluggish and boring.
“Don’t give me that reply.” Mira cautioned squeezing her nose.
“Are you okay?” Daisy inquired. “We called to ask about your father’s wedding yesterday. Hope you enjoyed it.”
The mention of her father’s wedding was all it took for Rosealba to realize that she had left the house since yesterday, unsure if her father eventually traveled or not. Her heart stung at the realization that no one had called her to ask of her whereabouts. She stared into the screen not paying any attention to what Daisy and Mira were saying from the other end. The thought that no one had called to ask about her whereabouts troubled her, and they left a sting in her heart, but she suddenly brushed the thoughts off, refusing to wallow in the haunting thoughts of her family’s action.
“Wait a second.” Mira’s voice vibrated through her ear, pulling her from her trance. She directed her gaze to Mira whose face carried a surprised expression.
“Where are you?” The question from Mira followed and the air in Nuella’s throat got stuck.
“Where…” Her words trailed off as she turned to see Daisy and Mira staring suspiciously at her.
“I… I am somewhere away from home.”
“Best believe the place away from home has a name… or doesn’t it have a name?” Mira inquired asking Daisy this time.
“Wait.” Daisy snapped. “Ella, are you in anywhere around Leandroz’s Mansion?”
Nuella exhaled, rolling her eyes at them.
“Well….”
“Fuck!” Mira cursed and a giggle followed.
“I knew it! I knew you were at his place. I just didn’t want to be direct for the first time in my existence.”
“When did you get there?”Daisy inquired her attention suddenly piqued.
“Last night?” Mira and.
“This morning.” morning Daisy speculated.
The questions were becoming too much and they baffled Nuella how two people were so concerned about people’s lives.
“Relax.” Nuella mouthed and they stilled, looking extremely ready for whatever Nuella desired to say.
“Well…Devine and I have been together since James and I broke up.”
“Wait. What?” Mira exclaimed, yet she looked even more ready for the gist.
“You mean you have been fucking Devine after you broke up with James?”
Nuella’s eyes widen at Mira’s interpretation and she shook her head, letting out a soft chuckle.
“Not fuck fuck. We have not had sex until last night.”
“Oh. My. Goodness!” Daisy spelled out, her palm covering her mouth.
“This is unbelievable,” Mira added, too stunned to take the news.
“So you couldn’t even wait for your father to travel before you start screwing his best friend?”
“Geez!! Nuella exclaimed rolling her eyes. “Do not put it that way girls. Devine and I were just too hungry, so we decided to eat.
“Hungry indeed. Now I know why the hell he allowed you to call him Devine when every other person could not even raise a gaze to meet his.
Nuella’s cheeks stretched and a blush followed. Hearing it from Mira now, made her feel lucky. Devine never really allowed anyone to call him ‘Devine’. It has always been Mr Leandro on everyone’s part, but with her, he allowed her to do whatever she wanted. Sounded so much like her book men, and the authority they allow their women to have over them. She was going to have that kind of man, but it was certainly not Devine- the man who left to herself the morning after their first sex could not be like her fictional men.
“How was your first sex? How did it feel?” Daisy asked from a place of concern and Nuella blinked back, her divided attention, back on the screen.
She pressed her lips into a thin line. “It was painful.” She mouthed trying to mask the blush that crept on her face as she recalled the thoughts of how well Devine had eased the pain and made her have an orgasm.
“I think the main question is how was the sex? How big was his cock? Did he fuck your brains out?”
“Mira!” Nuella gasped. “Enough with the question okay?”
“Why? Are you too shy to answer the question or did you not enjoy the sex.”
“Stop it.” Daisy countered but they knew Mira to think a mere word could shut her up.
“That is not for you to know Mira, let poor Nuella be.”
“Poor?”Mira scoffed. “A lady who had her pussy fucked by her father’s best friend on the day of her father’s freaking wedding can never be called poor! She is rich! The richest amongst us if I may say.”
Nuella chuckled. Staring at the screen, her cheeks red from the amount of blush that consumed her cheek. “Okay Mira, calm down and tell me what you want to know.”
“I want to know how huge his cock is and how well he made your pussy feel last night.”
Nuella made to say a word but her words died in her throat as Devine’s voice sliced through the air like the lethal edge of a knife.
“Since your friends are so eager to know how you feel, how about we go another round so you can scream my name and allow them the liberty to know how I beautifully make you scream.”