Rosana stood in front of the window, watching as five black cars drove in at once. Alfonso stepped down from the second car and opened the third car for Sergio while Enzo ailighted the fourth. They both wore black suits with white shirts and black shoes. Turning away from the window, she walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. Being contented with the appearance she had put up, she wore her black coat and walked out of the room. "Do not speak to me" She snapped at Alfonso before he could utter a word. Quietly, he bowed and stepped away from the door. After knocking twice, she let herself in. Sergio was sitting behind his desk but there was someone else with him. How did she manage to get to him sooner than she did? Had she also been waiting for his arrival? Did he send for her? Rosana wondered, glaring at Vicenta who was kneeling in front of the desk, waiting for Sergio to finish whatever he was doing. She was blinded by fury and did not realize that Sergio had looked up
!! WARNING; THIS EPISODE CONTAINS TRIGGERS !! Outside the Study, Vicenta waited in a corner, patiently waiting for Rosana to leave. She was still very angry that her plan was tarnished after days of preparation. Now, she couldn't wait for Sergio to call her back in because his wife couldn't give him the pleasure she wanted. She smiled at the thought and looked at herself one more time before turning back to focus on the closed door. Why was she taking so long to leave? She wondered, tapping her feet on the ground angrily. There was no way she could please Sergio. He was insatiable! Vicenta shivered and wrapped her arms around herself as her mind swerved to Sergio. He had not called her since after the introduction night and whenever she tried to go after him, he was always busy. When the door finally opened, Vicenta hastily poked her head around the corner and saw Rosana walking out of the room. She heaved in relief and smiled but it disappeared immediately when she saw the crowin
Rosana slammed her mouth shut and immediately took a seat at the end of the room. She squeezed her eyes and shivered, already knowing what was going to happen and how it was going to end. She shouldn't have done it. She shouldn't have tested or tempted him in any way, knowing he was Sergio De Niro. She shouldn't have tried to inflame him. She shouldn't have tried to get back at him using someone innocent. She shouldn't have dragged the poor man into their mess. But it was too late. "You talked to her, you had a couple of drinks, you danced, you touched her..." "Sergio, please... He is innocent!" He ignored her and continued. "You laid hands on her... On what's mine" Madrigal didn't get a chance to utter any more words. Before he knew what was transpiring, he was held down by Sergio's men who were invisible the whole time. His hands were outstretched on the table while Sergio walked over holding a knife. "Please let me go!!! I didn't touch her... She... She didn't let me. Tell h
With their lips still locked in a fierce and hungry kiss, Sergio approached their bedroom with Rosana in his arms. When he got to the door, she withdrew her right hand around his neck and turned the knob while he kicked it open. Once inside the room, he kicked the door shut behind them without breaking the kiss. Rosana was breathless and dazed. Her body ached for more than just his kisses and touches. It ached for him, all of him. She had waited so long, they had. Now, their bloød boiled under their skin, raging from months of starvation and fighting each other and their lips burned as they kissed. "Lay me on the bed" Rosana uttered breathlessly, breaking the kiss. "It is not in your place to give commands, Bambolina" Sergio growled and grabbed a handful of her a*s. He squeezed it tight, earning a low groan from her. "You forget this is a punishment" "Then punish me—in bed" Sergio chuckled darkly and lowered her to the ground. "You do not have to beg for it." "I was not begging"
A scream ripped from her throat and she buried her face on the pillow. With the painful stretch of his cøck and the roughness with which he slammed into her, her body went on fire, high on flames. Thankfully, he didn't move. He remained still until her tight wall stretched to his size. He finally pulled out and she heaved in relief. Before she could refill her lungs with air, he slammed into her again, his thrust mightier than the first. Due to the force, she screamed and lost her balance, and fell flat on the bed. "Too much?" Sergio asked with a smirk and leaned forward. He bundled her hair around his fist and forced her back on her limbs. "I don't think so" She screamed as he slammed into her over and over again, his thrusts deep, hard, and fast. He yanked her hair to keep her in place while his cøck plunged and retreated, hitting a spot that made everything in the world fade away. There was nothing else in her mind except him. Sergio. "So f*cking tight." He growled and lowered h
Rosana woke up the next morning and couldn't find Sergio on the bed. Her heart slammed against her ribcage and hurt more than the pain between her legs. He left... After everything! She remained on the bed, staring at the ceiling with teary eyes. He left... She couldn't even move because her body suddenly felt like a log of wood. Maybe he had even destroyed her lower body and it was now out of commission. He left... That reminder struck her like a jab to her ribs. But for how long? She could still remember falling asleep in his arms. And if her mind wasn't playing tricks on her, she had also heard him mutter under his breath and peck her forehead. Her thoughts screeched to a halt the moment she looked up and found Sergio standing behind the closed door with both hands stuffed inside his pocket. He still had the same solid expression on his face but the look in his eyes was the same as the previous night. Warm... Soft... She snapped her mind out of it and glared at him. There's n
"Good day, My Lady!" Carmencita greeted and walked into the room with a smile on her face. "I brought you lunch" Rosana simply nodded in response because she was still very weak to speak or hold a conversation. She raised her body from the bed and winced when she felt the intense pain in her lower region. Would she ever be able to sit and walk properly again? "Eat up. You look pale" Again, Rosana nodded and started eating. She was grateful that Carmencita served her lunch in bed instead of making her eat on the table. That way, she didn't have to struggle to move from the bed. Carmencita watched quietly while she ate. When she was done, she cleared the plates and returned with some drugs and a glass of water. "This would be good for you" "I do not need drugs, I am fine" She replied with furrowed brows. "I know. But you cannot say the same to what you are feeling down there, My dear." She gulped and stared at her in shock. "You... You know?" The older woman nodded with a soft s
Lucretia remained in her seat, unable to move after being given a new appointment for the night. She had finished dressing up and was ready to dance when Talitha sent for her. "I... My job is to dance..." "Yes, Lucretia. And that is what you will be doing tonight" Talitha was the woman in charge of the girls. It was her duty to assign them to different men and ensure they carried out their work perfectly. She also took them for different tests and treatments every month and ensured they were fit and healthy for their job. "But..." Lucretia paused and sighed. "My job is to teach the girls how to dance and also dance in the clubhouse, not in a VIP room" "I am aware of that. But tonight, there will be an exception. Instead of dancing at the club, you will dance in the VIP room" A frustrated sigh ripped out of her chest as she squeezed her eyes shut. Where was Rosana? She wondered, wishing her best friend could just appear and save her. She was the only person who could terminate wha