Chapter 3 Unheard Betrayal

Ava Pov

Samuel opens the apartment door; I turned and leaped into his open arms.  We passionately kiss.  We pulled away from one another breathing heavily.  I say in a very low, sexy voice, "and dinner is served" with a wink.  We by-passed the dining room and headed straight to the bedroom.

We make passionate love for hours.  As we are laying looking at each other with googly eyes, I hear my stomach rumbling.  Samuel looks at me and says, "let's go eat."  Of course, the dinner is cold, but I guess it is due able.  I glanced over, and I saw Samuel frowning a bit.  I asked him if there was anything wrong?  He turns to me and says, "no just thinking about later tonight," as Samuel winks at me.

Samuel Pov

When I opened the door, my Ava jumped into my arms.  My cock went wild on me.  I didn't want to eat the crappy shit she had prepared.  I am use to fine dining.  But when Ava said dinner was done with a wink, I took her straight to bed.  Oh, I fucked her.  The stress the tension that had built up in me, was released time and time again.

As I was relaxing, after my fourth time cumming.  I heard Ava stomach growling.  Just great, I won't be getting out of eating that shit.  I took her by the hand and said, "let's eat."  I lead her to the dining room where the food had been placed earlier.  I frowned a bit, who would in their right mind eats hamburger patties drowned in gravy?  I quickly masked my face expression with a smile and a wink.

Ava Pov

After our cold dinner, we retired back to the bedroom.  Where Samuel and I made love a couple more times, before passing out.  When I awoke the next morning to a cold empty bed and throbbing pussy.  I found the note that Samuel left for me.

He said, he love me and that something came up at the construction site.  He would call me later when things had calmed down.  Well their goes our weekend together.

The following day, I received a text from Samuel apologizing.  He told me that work had been overwhelming.  Several of his team mates had just up and quit on him.  So, for the next couple of weeks, he may not be able to come home.  But he also said, to keep my fingers crossed, things might change.

Later that same day, just before lunch time.  My phone started ringing, off the hook.  I ignored it, at first.  After all I am at the law firm today.  I looked at the caller ID after the tenth call.  I was from an unknown number.  I was going to let it go to voice-mail one more time.  Instead, I answered it.  I greeted the caller with "Hello."  In a very heavy Italian accent,  he says, "please hold for Mr. Albertra Chelette."  I hear a clicking sound and then a man's voice says, "Avalette my bambino."  "Hi, papa."

Samuel Pov

I received a text early Sunday morning from my father, telling me I needed to come to the Wizton family estate right away, No explanation.  I rolled my eyes.  I wanted to stay in bed all day, fucking Ava.  I was not sure when I would have time in the next coming weeks, to come see her.  I let out a heavy sigh, and typed I am on my way.  I left a note for Ava telling her some bull-shit lie about construction site issues and left.

I drove back to my penthouse mansion; I called my driver and told him to be ready in fifteen minutes, I will be heading to the Wizton family estate.  I took a quick shower, to wipe off the sexual encounter from last night.  Just thinking about what I did to her last night, make me shiver with pleasure.  I quickly changed into a white dress shirt and blue cotton chinos.  I decided to for go, my designer leather loafers and went with my suede loafters instead.

As the Maybach is pulling up to the Wizton family estate circle driveway, the butler is waiting patiently to open my door.  I get out, and butler informs me my father is waiting in the study for me.  Of course he is, I rolled my eyes and preceded to the study.