4-Show you who you belong to

  

  

  “ I believe I asked a question. Iris. What are you doing here and why is he here with you?” Sofia is not a fan of the library. I expect that she will be somewhere drunk or sleeping. But here she is , asking me questions about his fiancé.

  

  “ Who do you say was here?” I threw the question back at her, the last thing i want her to know is that her so-called fiancé has been stalking me for good five years. “ The last time I checked Sofia, you met me here alone, didn’t you?”

  

  “I thought I saw Salvatore walking out of here , discreetly” she asked looking around, As if looking for pieces of evidence.

  

  “ Why would he be here with me? I left you guys at the party and if anyone should know where he is . It should be you . And maybe it was a guard you saw , how sure are you it was him.”

  

  “ Well, maybe, I saw wrong, Salvatore wouldn’t come to fathers private study late at night. Follow me Iris , let me walk you to your room. It's late.”

  

  Without waiting for me to reply she’s already working out of the room. That’s more like her .

  

  Tomorrow they signed the deal .

  

  Tomorrow her engagement will be sealed .

  

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  [ SALVATORE’S POV ]

  

  The Russo gala room was large. But to me it’s a playground. A playground meant for kids to enjoy. 

  

  I watched as Iris slipped away from the party, like I had expected. She hates crowds. And staying here is against her principles.

  

  I watched as my father and Lorenzo discussed and I knew they wouldn’t be talking about any other things other than the alliance and the engagement. One that will never take place.

  

  I left the hall too, leaving the men trying to talk about business. To the room assigned to me for the night in the Russo’s estate.

  

  Getting to the room, I changed my outfit to casual and picked up my tap to look at my little mouse. Maybe watch her sleeping face a little before retiring for the night. But there she is , standing in front of the mirror talking to herself . Then she slipped out of her room barefooted and made her way to the library. I followed 

  

  I saw her sitting but not reading, she was holding the locket the one i had gifted her against her chest.

  

  “Do you like it?” I asked, and I watched as she jumped in fear , looking around for the source of the voice.

  

  I moved to the moonlight so she could see her nightmare. The one who would enter her life and make a permanent stay.

  

  “ You need to leave , this is my fathers private study.”

  

  I watched as her lips moved, and I could see fear in her eyes. The one that sends a signal to the big salva under me.

  

  All I want right now is to bend her over the desk here and now. But no . I would take her nice and slow and it’s not going to be in her father’s little rusty study.

  

  I looked into her deep blue eye-bell, the one that draws me in each time I looked at her picture or watched her through my camera lens. And God, her eyes would be the end of me . I let my eyes travel to her lips . The one I would be biting soon. 

  

  “ Then he will do what? I asked, taking a step closer to her ,” I would like to know what your father would do to me . Especially when he finds me running my hands over his precious little daughter , taking her raw in his private study.” I watched as her eyes went large , she looked behind her for an escape route, one she would never get from me . Not when I am finally standing before her after five long years.

  

  And the idea of her father watching when I am taking his daughter is not so bad at all. But Iris is meant for my eyes alone . No one , I mean no one would dare take her away from me .

  

  “ Your father is currently drunk on his vintage, celebrating a deal he’d think he won.”

  

  “ Think he won? Aren’t you here to sign a deal with my father and take Sofia as the medal?”

  

  Jealousy, I hear jealousy in her voice. And it makes my entire night.

  

  “ The locket,” do you send it?” She asked, her hold on the locket tightened.

  

  “ Took you long enough to know . Iris, i replied.”my eyes moving back to the locket, then back to her mesmerizing gaze.

  

  “ I send all of them ,” I said, stopping just an inch from her , a distance I knew would control me from touching her . From running my hand all over her body. To know how it would feel against mine.

  

  .” The books . The Lilies on your birthday. The vintage camera you found on your doorstep when you turned eighteen.” I sent all of them .

  

  Her breath hitched.”That was you ? For five years …. I thought I had a guardian angel . Or a ghost .”

  

  “ I am no angel , little mouse ,” I growled, reaching out to touch her , to touch what is mine . But she flinched, I looked at her gently. Instead I tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear . 

  

  And I am more dangerous than a ghost. A ghost can’t touch . Can’t keep what belongs to him. But me , I will not only touch you , I will spread you apart and ruin you in every way possible, that you won’t have a choice but to come back for more .” I said my hand was still behind her ears.

  

  “ I didn’t belong to you , I never did . And I never would.” She hissed. But her body betrayed her, instead of moving away, she leaned into my touch. See, even her body recognizes its master.

  

  ” You’re to be engaged to my sister tonight , the papers will be signed tonight.” She said,

  

  I laughed , a low , dark sound, I give when something amuses me .” I signed a piece of paper to get into the walls . To be close enough to finally reach out and take what I’ve been watching from a distance for five years. 

  

  And oh! If you keep saying you don't belong to me , I will have no option than to bend you over a desk here to show you who you truly belong to . Should we put that to text? Mamasita?”

  

  And I mean it , if she dared say she isn’t mine, then I would have to show her who she belongs to.

  

  I will fucked her, marked her,let everyone in the whole estate to hear her scream. Destroyed the alliance. Stop the engagement and take her home with me.

  

  " Say it Iris, say you're not mine."