Kate
Something rock hard pressed on my stomach, making my eyes widen more than they already are. My hands slowly made their way down and grabbed it. "Fuck!" Dante exclaimed before jerking me off his body.
"Are you crazy?" He said again. I couldn't open my mouth to talk. My head still spinning from the encounter. Did I just grab his dick? Damn!
"Daddy, we were playing hide and seek," Aria uttered as she stared at both of us. I finally mustered the courage and lifted my body off the floor. My butt had begun going stiff.
Dante crouched down to Aria's level, resting his hands on both her shoulders. "Little princess, you know Daddy doesn't allow anyone to enter his room."
What does he mean by he doesn't allow anyone to enter his room? Including his daughter?
"Now go back to your room. I will get you some ice cream later." The little girl's face lit up in happiness.
"Promise Daddy?"
"I promise." He said and pecked her on her cheeks. My heart warmed up seeing how the little girl's mood can go from sad to happy.
A gasp suddenly escaped me when Dante pulled me by the wrist towards him. A blazing eye greeted me. "How dare you enter my room without my permission." He seethes.
The way his eyes were burning holes in my head didn't make me shut my mouth. "I didn't see 'Do not enter' plastered on the door. And Aria had already told you we were playing hide and seek." His grip on my arm tightened.
"Don't you dare act smart with me. I know your type. And since when did you start getting along with Aria?" He threw. A small smile found its way out of my lips.
"Oh, can you enlighten me on 'My type' of a woman? And for your second question, it is part of my duty to get along with your daughter if I want to carry out my job well."
His jaw clenched, which shows how angry and maybe pissed he was. I kept on a strong face but deep down, my chest was thumping. The way his body almost connected with me isn't doing good to my brain. He loosened his hold but didn't let go.
"This is the last warning. Don't ever set foot inside my room without my permission." His words held authority. But I knew from the bottom of my heart, that his threats wouldn't stop me from coming into his room. If I needed the answers I sought, his room should be part of my plan."Did I make myself clear?" He shook my body. I nodded my head even though that wasn't what I initially planned.
"Now get out." I didn't move and that provoked him more.Curiosity nagged at the pit of my stomach, and I found myself asking. "Why are you restricting your daughter from entering your room?" He looked at me as if I'd grown two heads.
"That is none of your fucking business. I've already warned you. If you like, abide by it." He walked past me and trekked back to the bed. I curled my hand into a fist and imitated how I would punch him in his face or maybe his groin would be the perfect place.
After a while, I walked myself out of his room not forgetting to close it with a loud thud. "You and your room can both go to hell!" I kicked at the door but ended up being the one to feel the pain on my legs.
As I turned around, I almost lost balance when I was met with Mr. Arthur staring at me with an expression of 'something is wrong with your head.'
"Hi, Sir." I muffled out. I was about to walk past him when he spoke up, stopping me in my tracks.
"Why don't we start our lesson?"
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I let out a boring sigh for the hundredth time as Mr. Arthur explained the likes and dislikes of Aria. He even went the extra mile to set up a board. All in the name of coaching me.
"Make sure she doesn't go anywhere near the pool," I snapped my face towards him.
"There's a pool in this house?" It's not like it's something surprising, but I always fancy a house with a pool. Too bad, Dad doesn't want it for reasons I don't know.
"Yes. Master uses it alone."
"Again?" I said, rolling my eyes. "He should just live in the house alone."
Mr. Arthur chuckled. "That's Dante for you. He's a simple man if you get to know him."
I shook my head in total disagreement. "I don't think so. Maybe because you've been with him since he was a kid. But I don't see myself believing he's a simple man."
I suddenly began feeling hot inside. "Can we take a break?"
"We're done here. I guess I don't have anything to coach you on again," he said. I nodded my head. I'm glad he's sticking to that. Because I don't think I can have my brain filling up with unnecessary stuff.
"Let me head inside then."
"Sure. Thank you for your time. I will be with Aria soon." The man flashed me a smile before sauntering away. I crashed back on the chair and allowed my hand to dangle by the side.
"Aria likes this. Aria hates that," I muffled out. I sat there, gazing at nothing in particular. The quietness of the surroundings suddenly felt soothing. I shouldn't forget what my purpose was coming here in the first place. After a while, I lifted myself off the chair and decided to have a tour of the mansion myself, since Mr. Arthur didn't do that. I can do that myself. The first thing that came to my mind was the pool.
It didn't take long for me to locate the pool after passing by the garden of flowers. A sudden calmness gripped my heart as a cool breeze blew, creating some set of goosebumps over my skin. I was greeted with the sight of the beautiful pool. The urge to taste the water grew inside me. I gently sat down and dipped my legs inside. My skin ignited with coolness as the water got in contact with my legs.
I used my hand to play with the water, my lips curving up into a smile. I won't mind spending the whole day here. Alone from the cruel world. However, my little fantasy came to an abrupt stop when a sound resonated from inside the pool.
A gasp escaped me as my eyes came in contact with Dante shirtless inside the pool. He used his hand to wipe off his face and then used the same hand to smoothen his hair. The rate at which my heart was beating grew two—no threefold as I found myself staring at him. His naked chest in particular. The way his bicep was flexing as he continued smoothening his perfect hair. Did I forget to mention that, my core throbbed at the thought of him being naked under too?
There are only two ways about it. He didn't notice me or he knew I was there and decided to make matters worse for me. I gulped down my saliva when he stretched his arms. The moment he turned around and our eyes met, I felt as if my heart was going to gouge out of its socket. The heat I once felt from my legs surfaced again.
Something flickered in his eyes. Amusement mixed with anger. And then his lips curved up. He began walking towards me in slow steps. I wanted to move away, but my heart and brain aren't communicating with me. I found my body glued to the floor.
I gulped down some more when he stood in front of me. And that was when my shameless eyes chose to glance at his lower part under the water. "I guess your pussy is craving for some pleasure. You kept following me around." He horsed out in a voice that made me want to scream and give in. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. His words rendered me speechless.
"What do you say to sex in the pool?" He continued, making the situation I was in worse by standing in between my legs. I was wearing jeans but I felt exposed. I felt my pussy about to quiver even without him touching.
Dante's hand slowly and skillfully snaked around my waist. Before I knew it, my body was getting inside the water. His hand didn't leave my waist even as he glided us inside the pool. I wrapped my arms around his neck to steady myself. "I'm sure your pussy is freaking hot right now. Even inside this cool water." He went as much as whispering to my ears. My whole body went on fire. It was as if we were not inside cool water but fire due to how freaking hot my body was.
Funny enough, Dante was right. My pussy craves for some pleasure. At some point, I wanted to have a taste of the pleasure of Dante. I want to confirm the news circulating on the internet about Dante Romano being a pleasure don. Dante lifted my face to meet his. At that moment, as I stared into his eyes, everything seemed to fade away from the background and my brain. Gina's warning about having sex with Dante rang in my head, but I ignored it. I wanted nothing but for Dante to give my pussy a fucking pleasure.
DanteThe sound of glass shattering against the floor echoed through the walls. My chest heaved, my fists clenched so tight I could feel my pulse in my palms. I hadn't meant to knock the vase over—but right now, I didn't give a damn about broken decorations.Kate had crossed the line. No. She'd leapt over it.After everything I said, after warning her—she still went ahead and threw a party for Aria. My house. My daughter. My rules. And she spat on all of them.I turned toward the others, "Bianca, take Aria to her room."Bianca looked hesitant for a moment, her hand gently resting on Aria's back. My daughter confused, scared, still clutching the corner of her dress like it was her shield. My gut twisted at the sight, but I didn't let it soften me."Now," I said firmly.Bianca nodded and led Aria upstairs without a word. Sophia and Arthur started to move, but Nicholas stood rooted, brows furrowed in frustration."Dante," he started, "You need to calm the hell down—""I said get out," I
KateI was definitely going to get in trouble for this.Scratch that—I was already in trouble. Dante had told me to drop it. His exact words? "Leave it alone, Kate." And of course, I didn't. Because when a child's birthday is just a few days away, and that child happens to be the only bright thing in a house, you don't just leave it alone.Especially not when the child is Aria. Bianca stood on a stool beside me, stringing the pastel pink and white balloons I'd ordered behind Dante's back. Her sleeves were rolled up, her face flushed with quiet excitement. Arthur had taken on the job of hanging streamers and setting up the small table with a cake stand I borrowed from the kitchen. Sophia was organizing the gift bags we'd put together earlier that morning, carefully arranging them into neat rows.And me? I was in the middle of it all—passing tape, tying ribbons, barking soft instructions like I hadn't just ignored the order of the one man who hated being disobeyed.But I didn't care.
KateThe second I stepped out of the car, the air hit me like a slap.My legs felt steady, but only because I forced them to be. Inside, everything was a mess. My heart was still beating like Dante's hands were still on my skin. Like his mouth was still on mine. Like I hadn't just climbed off his lap, looked him dead in the eyes, and dared him to deal with what we were both pretending wasn't happening.I walked into the house. The hallway was quiet, and I was grateful for it. No Nicholas with his annoying smirks. No Sophia avoiding eye contact. Just silence—finally.I made it to the stairs and started up, one step at a time. The second I closed the door behind me, I let out the breath I'd been holding since I left the car.My hands went to my lips, brushing over them. They still tingled.I hated how much I wanted more. I hated that I could still feel his grip on my waist, his breath on my skin, the tension in his body as he tried not to lose it completely. I crossed the room and drop
DanteThe clink of cutlery was the only sound filling the dining room. Nicholas was already seated, scrolling through his phone like he owned the world. Aria sat beside him, legs swinging off her chair as she spooned cereal into her mouth, her hair tied in two uneven puffs. Sophia was across from them, politely quiet, stirring tea she hadn't sipped.And me? I was nursing a black coffee.Then she walked in. Kate.Her hair was loose, a little wild like she didn't bother taming it this morning—and fuck, I knew exactly why. She was in a simple shirt and jeans, nothing dramatic, but my mind pulled up the image of that same body naked, writhing under me, breathless, begging.Goddamn."Good morning," she said, her voice smooth, untouched by guilt. She leaned over and kissed Aria's cheek, smiling.And then her eyes met mine. A flash of something—something that shouldn't be allowed at a breakfast table with others present—passed between us. My grip on the mug tightened. Her lips, slightly red.
Kate"Say it," he breathed against my mouth, voice husky with want.I shivered but whispered, "What do you want me to say?"His hands tightened on my hips, pulling me flush against him, the hardness of him pressing insistently."That you'll behave."The words felt like a surrender, and yet, I wanted to say them. I wanted to be his in that way—the way he demanded, the way he commanded."I'll behave," I murmured, breathless.He smirked against my lips, and I knew this was only the beginning. His hands slipped under the hem of my shirt, trailing up my back, fingers digging into skin."Good girl," he said. "But first, I'm going to remind you exactly who's in charge."His mouth found the sensitive spot just below my ear, and I melted—ready, willing, and already undone.His mouth moved slowly down my neck, leaving a trail of fire with every touch. I could feel the pulse pounding in my throat, every nerve alive and aching for more. His hands gripped me tighter, sliding under my shirt to cup
KateI didn't hear half the story Aria was telling me. She was talking about a dream she had last night—something about a kitten with wings and her daddy turning into a superhero with lasers in his eyes—but my mind had wandered far from her story.Far from the pink bowl in my hand and the spoonful of mashed bananas hovering mid-air.I was back beneath that tree.With Sophia.And the haunted look in her eyes as she finally spoke the truth.Her grandmother. Gone. Her innocence. Sold. Her soul. Shattered.And Dante—he'd found her. Saved her. Protected her.Why?Was it guilt? Duty? Or something else entirely?"Aunt Kate?"Aria's soft voice yanked me back to the present. I blinked, startled, and realized the spoon was still frozen in front of her mouth."Oh—sorry," I said quickly, scooping the mush back up before offering it to her again. "Here. You were saying the kitten had pink wings?"But Aria didn't open her mouth. She was watching me closely now, little brows drawn together like she w