Chapter 6: Devil in disguise

Money can buy you everything and so they say, but sometimes it doesn't require money to make someone happy. A simple gesture can make the heart flutter. It's the thought that usually counts and not the amount.

Edward was staring at the crystal figurine that Ella has given to him. He places it alongside the 1923 Cartier Sapphire and Diamond Bracelet that he bought from the gold souk. Even though he knew that the crystal figurine doesn't have any value, not even a dime compared to the bracelet, he couldn't throw it away.

Edward has grown deeply fond of Ella not because she reminded her of his childhood friend, and of all the students in the university, she is the only one to whom he can truly be himself. He doesn't have to be prim and proper or be a perfect gentleman. He doesn't have to pretend to be nice to be liked by everyone. Being friends with Ella is his escape from reality, but finding the mysterious woman is his top priority.

Edward made a dinner reservation at a French restaurant. It offers incredible food in an elegant setting. He came ten minutes early to the restaurant and waited for Martina to arrive. Edward is very punctual and doesn't want to make his date wait. For him, one way of showing that he values the person is if he values their time. After a few minutes, Martina arrives at the restaurant in an elegant white dress. 

She is wearing a simple yet classy sleeveless dress with matching pearl earrings, necklace, and bracelet jewelry. Unlike Regina who is liberated and sophisticated, Martina has an angelic face and looks so innocent. She has the sweetest smile and is very refined. 

Edward immediately stood up to properly greet her. He pulls the chair for her to sit on then gently pushes it back like a proper gentleman. Edward sat on the opposite side of the table in front of Martina. The waiter came to him and gave them the menu. He ordered a medium well-done steak while she ordered a green salad with French vinaigrette.

He watches Martina while she's eating her salad. She was demure and decent then he suddenly thought of Ella and the way she shamelessly eats her food. Ella is nothing like, Martina. Edward couldn't hold back himself and burst into a laugh while comparing both women in his head.

"I'm sorry is there something wrong?" she asked in confusion. Martina felt conscious of her manner thinking that Edward is laughing at her. "Is there something on my face?"

Edward covers his mouth trying to hide the wide smile from his face.

"No. It's nothing. I just remembered something earlier in the university," he said as an excuse. "How's your food? Did you like it?" he immediately changes the topic.

"It was nice and I enjoyed it," she said smiling.

"That's good to know," he simply replied.

"I've been meaning to ask you this question. Why did you decide to go on a date with me? You don't seem to find me interesting before," she directly said to him.

"Yeah, everything changes after the masquerade party that was held in my house," Edward said while seriously looking straight into Martina's brown eyes and waiting for her reaction.

Martina's face suddenly turns red, and she became uneasy. She lowered her head trying to dodge his stare.

"About my behavior that night, it was foolish of me to act inappropriately," she sheepishly said to him while tucking her hair behind her ear. "I m-may have had too m-much to drink and don't have much recollection of what exactly happened," she stutters while trying to explain.

A glimpse of hope is shown on Edward's face. He is starting to believe that Martina could be the one judging from her reaction. He needs to squeeze more information out of her to confirm that she is the mysterious girl he's been looking for.

"How about if we get out of here and continue our date somewhere private?" he said with a smirk on his face.

"What do you have in mind?" she said smiling thinking of the same thought as him.

"Let's go back to my house and walk through a memory lane to refresh your memories," he suggested.

"Are you sure? You might regret it."

All of sudden, her vibes change from innocent to naughty as she has transformed into a different person with a different personality.

Edward raises his hand and a waiter walk toward them. The waiter hands him a piece of paper on a small tray for him to sign. After he had signed the bill, they left together and drove over to Edward's house.

He took her to the same cellar where he took Regina. Edward offered Martina the same bottle of wine as the rest of them.

"I got a little crazy every time I drink," she warned him.

"A little crazy is good and I like to see that other side of you," he teases her.

"Don't blame me if I went overboard." She took a sip of the wine and seductively licks her upper lips then gently bites on her lower lips.

Edward grinned while watching Martina empty her glass. He continues to pour wine into her glass until they finished the whole bottle.

"Do you want more?" Edward asked her and when he was about to open the second bottle of wine Martina stops him and initiate a hungry kiss.

Edward was surprised by her action and was not able to react. He forcibly parted his lips from her and gently pushes her away. "Is this the little crazy that you were talking about earlier?" he said panting and catching his breath.

Martina slaps Edward hard on his face and said in a very commanding tone. "Shut up and kiss me!"

Martina throws Edward on the wall. She raises his hand and pinned them on the wall. Martina is kissing him deep and hard, sucking the air out of his lungs as she devoured his whole being. She gently parted her lips from him, and Edward took his chance to speak.

"Martina, slow down."

Martina ignores his plead and slaps his face instead.

"Shut up!" she furiously said and glared at him. Then she kisses him again, but this time it's rougher and more intense.

Edward was dumbfounded by her behavior he did not expect that the angelic face and innocent-looking woman is a devil in disguise. 

Martina releases herself from him and walks a few steps backward away from him. She unzipped her dress and let it slide down from her curvaceous body. Edward was stunned by Martina's lingerie underneath her white dress. She is wearing laced seductive lingerie that is far from her earlier personality. He couldn't believe that she could be so wild after having a few glasses of wine.

Martina walks towards him and hurled him close to her pressing her body on his body. She rubbed herself on his now erect dick. Edward can feel the wetness from her pussy as she continues to rub herself on him.

"I want you inside me," she softly whispered.

Martina turns around showing Edward her fine ass and slowly bends over. Edward took a moment to stare at Martina's voluptuous behind and her soaking wet pussy. He wanted to discontinue and stop everything because he is starting to have doubts and uncertainty about Martina's personality, but his body is betraying him. He couldn't resist what is served before his eyes.

"What's wrong? Don't be a scaredy-cat and do not disappoint me," she said in a very intimidating manner. 

Edward doesn't want to be called a coward or be the talk of the town for being a pussy, so he positioned himself and entrenches his manhood inside her. 

"It's just sex. A combination of biology and ego and it has nothing to do with love. I am doing this for my honor as a man," he said to himself. 

Edward starts thrusting Martina at a slow pace. He grabs her hips pulling them closer to him as he increases the pace, pumping them faster and harder. 

"Faster, daddy. Fuck me deeper and harder," Martina cries out loud moaning over and over. 

"Did she just call me daddy? Damn, this woman has a daddy issue. What a psycho!" Edward thinks to himself.

"You want it rough? I'll show you what rough is all about," he said in a loud tone, tough and intimidating.

"Yes, daddy. Give it to me, daddy. I promise that I will behave," she quickly replied like a child being scolded.

Edward continues to pump himself inside her faster and harder. A loud noise echoes all over the cellar coming from their bodies smacking each other as her big ass hits his pelvis with every thrust. Martina continues to moan in ecstasy like she is losing her mind in so much lust and burning desire. 

"Harder, deeper, daddy. I want you deep inside me," she begged him and wanting more.

"How much deeper does she want? Even my balls were already in!" Edward thinks to himself. in disbelief.

He thrust her harder with his well-endowed manhood and pushes himself deeper inside her.

"Spank me, daddy. Hit me hard," she's begging to be disciplined.

Edward is disgusted every time she is calling him daddy. He felt like she is physically present with him, but her mind is thinking and fantasizing about another man.

"Hit me, daddy!" Martina pleaded.

Edward never hits a woman in his lifetime, but this time he is making an exception due to insisting on demand. He spanks Martina's ass so hard, but she continues to plead for more. Edward has a reputation to keep, and he did not want to disappoint her, so he continues to spank her to fully satisfy her desires until...

"Holy crap!"