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I paced back and forth across the room. The luxurious space felt even more like a gilded cage now. Hours seemed to stretch endlessly, each tick of the clock amplifying my sense of helplessness and confinement. I thought I was going to go crazy.
As dinner time approached, the door finally clicked open. My heart leapt, but it was only Rafael, carrying a tray of food. I hated how my heart leapt at the sight of him. I loathed how my pussy pulsed too, and I blatantly ignored it.
“Seriously? It’s going to be like this now?” I yelled at him, my voice a mix of anger and disbelief.
He didn’t answer, his expression unreadable. In a swift, almost mechanical motion, he placed the tray on a table and turned to leave, but then he stopped.
“I’m sorry, Ellie. We shouldn’t have… Dante is… He’s more than a boss to me. You belong to him, not me,” he said softly.
“I don’t belong to anyone,” I countered quietly, and he looked back, meeting my eyes with a sad look.
Then he turned and left, locking the door behind him once more.
I was left alone again, with only the dinner he’d brought as company.
My stomach growled and that annoyed me too.
Reluctantly, I approached the tray Rafael had left. It was an elegantly plated meal: grilled salmon glazed with a honey and garlic sauce, accompanied by a side of creamy risotto and steamed asparagus, garnished with lemon wedges. Despite my frustration, the first bite took me by surprise—it was delicious.
The salmon was perfectly cooked, flaky, and rich, with the honey-garlic glaze offering a delightful blend of sweet and savory. The risotto was creamy and comforting. The asparagus was perfectly cooked too. For a moment, as I savored the meal, my confinement felt a little less oppressive.
However, the sound of the lock turning snapped me back to reality. Bracing myself to unleash my frustration on Rafael, I turned around, only to find Dante entering the room instead.
My anger dissipated all at once, leaving a complicated mix of emotions within its wake.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he murmured.
I took a step back. “Me?”
“Mostly, I’ve been thinking about how I’m going to destroy your pretty little cunt,” he breathed.
A rush of arousal flooded between my thighs.
I didn’t need a mirror to know that my cheeks were a bright shade of red. He strode forward, and I took several steps back, but that didn’t stop him from wrapping a hand around the back of my neck.
He pulled me into him and kissed me, hard.
His kiss was possessive, dominant, and unapologetic, and the butterflies in my stomach fluttered wildly. His lips were hard and bruising, his tongue sweeping into my mouth without pause, and his free hand roamed down my back to cup my ass. I tried not to respond. I tried not to kiss him back.
I failed. On both accounts.
I kissed him back like I needed air to breathe. My hands reached up, winding around his neck, and pulling him close. My body was pressed up against his, and my heart thudded, feeling his strong, hard form, his muscular chest, and the thick bulge of his cock pressed up against my belly.
When his hands moved to the tie on the side of my wrap dress, I pulled back and looked up at him, my heart racing.
His gaze burned into mine, his blue eyes blazing with an intensity I hadn’t seen before. I shivered, feeling the heat emanating from his every pore and pressed my teeth into my lower lip, chewing on it nervously. He cocked his head and then his lips descended down, and he devoured me with that next kiss.
This time, there was no stopping me from falling under his spell.
My mind spun as he ripped off my dress, his fingers deftly undoing the tie and letting the fabric fall away.
I should have fought him off.
I didn’t.
Instead, I shrugged my shoulders when he pushed the fabric of my dress past them. I let it fall to the floor, leaving me standing in my bra and panties before him.
In a heartbeat, he reached behind my back and unclasped my bra. Then, he gripped my lacy panties in his fist and ripped them right off. A strangled cry died in the back of my throat as my mouth opened and a flash of pain radiated across my sensitive pussy as the lace caught my swollen folds.
