EricaAs I walked to Antonio’s office, Thor followed after me but I had to pause and instruct him to stay put to stop him from entering his office. Even though he had brought the dog for me, I had noticed every time he’d stiffened just because Thor got too close to him. Thor gave a cute little whine but stayed still as I knocked on the door. Antonio’s deep voice filtered through the thick wooden door, “Come in.”I pushed the door open and entered. Antonio was sitting behind his desk as he wrote something on the ledger opened in front of him. The fire was burning low in the hearth, keeping the room warm as the temperature outside dropped with each day that passed. For a brief moment, I took him in in his shirt sleeves that were rolled up to his forearms and the way his shoulders looked, strong and wide. Even here sitting in his office, engrossed in his work he looked the most handsome man I had ever laid my eyes on. And believe me, I knew most of them.And then he looked up and paused,
EricaI was impatient for the whole ride in the chopper and then the drive to the big city centre where there was a building with twenty floors and each floor except the reception on the ground floor had a different set of classes going on at the same time. I hadn’t looked at the template that Antonio had handed me as I had been too busy getting ready to get out of the castle.The only thought that circled my mind was to make a call to my sister from the new phone that belonged to me, as soon as possible. I still couldn’t believe that Antonio had given me a phone when he didn’t miss a chance to call me his captive. The lines were getting blurred and as much as I missed my sister, I’m sure talking to her will put things into perspective and I’d come to my senses and realise that Antonio was nothing but my enemy. And after yesterday, the vulnerable moment I shared with him, I needed that reminder before I totally forget that he wasn’t the man who had kidnapped me for the sole purpose o
Erica “Hey, big sister.” I said into the phone. The silence on the other end was weighty until it broke as my sister gasped, “Rica! Oh my god... Where are you right now ? Are you okay? Did you get out of there? Tell me, where are you? Are you hurt or—” “Summer... Take a breath. I’m not hurt, I am okay.” I took a shaky breath as I sat down on one of the chairs near the window. “What about you? Are you okay?” “Don’t try to turn this conversation around. Tell me, where are you?” My sister demanded, her voice turning determined even as I could hear the tears in her words. “Is he there with you? Who's number is this? Are you still in his house?” “If you’ll let me talk, I’ll tell you everything.” I said, wiping my tears. “Fine.” There was a sound of the door closing and then she said, “I am putting you on speaker. Gabriel is here.” “Erica...” Gabe’s warm voice settled over me, reminding me of all the time he had taken care of me and my sister. “Hi..” I replied. “Where are
EricaBy the time, I exited the building my fingers were cramped and I knew what the keys on the piano were called. And also I kind of made a friend, I think, as I waved at Leo who really looked like a lost child of DiCaprio. “See you, tomorrow.” He called out as he turned to leave in the opposite direction. I smiled at him as he walked across the road and gave me a wave before turning away. I turned to make my way to the waiting car with Thor peeking out of the window which was open more than I had left. When I reached the car and opened the door, I realised the reason behind it. Ephraim was sitting in the backseat with a laptop open in front of him. His fingers were rapid fast as he typed. And his rhythm didn’t change even as I sat down and he said, “Thought you wanted Thor to be by your side. If you wanted to leave him behind in the car, you should've left him at the castle instead.”I stared at him, feeling irritated as without knowing he just made up an assumption. I said, “Of c
AntonioErica stepped out of the bedroom and I watched from my place on the terrace as she took a few careful steps in those high heels until she found her balance and looked up. Our eyes met as she walked toward me, hers were dark brown with dark secrets that she keeps to herself. But I was a fûcking bastàrd who stole them from her. And now I was trying to make up for it, just not because I felt like I shouldn’t have, no, it's because I wanted to. And for the fact, I was glad that I knew what I knew, it’d be quicker to make them pay for what they did to her. I’ll make everyone of the fûcking arseholes who ever touched her.When she came out on the terrace, her eyes widened to see the fairy lights above our hearts and the table set for two with candle lights and a single daffodil in a glass bottle. Her enquiring gaze came back to me, but I was taking my time to drink her in.Day after day, she was getting prettier in my eyes and felt more beautiful to me. And now I know what she looks
EricaI stared at him, dumbfounded and unable to grasp what he just asked. Do you like me? His question ping ponged around my head and I couldn’t decide on an answer. Yes. No. I don’t know. Fûck. Antonio had become something complicated that I know longer have a category for him. I don’t hate him. I don’t despise him like I did before. And yet it should be impossible to feel anything else for him.Fortunately, I was saved from replying when Mario’s cheery voice came from behind me as he stepped out on the terrace. I turned around to see him, to take reprieve from those golden eyes that were still on me, waiting for my answer. “Dessert is here.”I let out a shaky breath and jerked in surprise when Antonio said, his tone amused, “Your safeword is here.”I bit down on my bottom lip as I met his gaze while Mario replaced our plates— surprisingly white talking to him I ate everything on my plate while his was still half full, with the dessert ones. And he also refilled our wine glasses.On
Erica“You are wet, little devil.”“I could be wetter.” I couldn't even recognise my own voice, so filled with lust it was.His eyes gleamed. “Of course.” He murmured and grabbed a pillow from above my head. “Up.” I lifted my arse at his command and then he slid the pillow under my arse, arching me up and opening me wider as he pushed my thighs apart.“Antonio.” I breathed his name as I pulsed with need. I couldn’t wait an“Patience, little devil. You couldn’t be more hungrier than me.” He murmured just as he used two of his fingers, the v of his fingers, slid along my pussy folds. And then he slipped those two fingers inside me.“Fûck.” I gasped, arching up as he filled me.“You are still so fucking tight.” He growled. “You have no idea how much my côck likes your tight cûnt.” I could feel my pûssy throbbing at his dirty words as he used his two fingers to give me a few experimenting thrusts.I didn’t understand what he was trying to do unt he slid out his two fingers and then I felt
Erica“My father was the cruellest man you could ever come across.”I stayed still as his words washed over me. A part of me wanted to stop him from saying anything further because it would mean knowing him, understanding him and ultimately this would pull me more closer to him than the tangled web of emotions I was already dealing with. But there was another part of me, a bigger one, that wanted to know whatever crumbs of his life he was sharing right now on his own. I didn’t know what made him talk about himself out of a sudden but I was ready to hear it.Since the moment I had met him, this man had a hold on me that I never understood. His presence, his aura and the way he behaves was something that had intrigued me and told me about the danger he was. But still all of it never stopped me from wanting to get closer to him. To touch him. To experience him. It was like when you see or hear about an exotic, wild animal and then you wonder what it would be like if you got closer to him