CHAPTER 6

CARLA

I felt disgusted by my own moaning coming from the phone in Diego's hand.

I stared at my face, watching how I held him with so much pleasure, as he rode me like one who has been starved for ages.

I can't believe he had his own camera filming us!

"Just try me and see, Carla," He threatened, almost in a husky voice.

I directed my eyes back at him, staring into those green eyes of his.

I hate him so much.

"I've seen how your mother wraps herself around my father. Those two are the definition of lovebirds. Just imagine how hurt she'd be hurt when she sees this."

"Don't you dare, Diego!" I raised my voice, making an attempt to move nearer, showing my anger. But I've forgotten he had me pinned against the wall.

He scoffed, saying, "One mistake from you, Carla, and I'll make you regret ever crossing paths with me."

I glared at Diego on hearing his threats. Why did the heavens have to make this man a part of my life?

I don't blame my mother for this. She needed love again, and it found her. But it would have been nice if the love didn't come with a sack of trouble named Diego.

Still looking at him, I noticed how his eyes came trailing down to my chest. He bit his lower lip, letting out a smirk, before setting his eyes back on my face.

Repulsive! If my hands weren't held above me, I'd have smacked him across the face.

"I see no reason why you should be stopping me from touching you," He said, trailing his eyes down to my chest once more.

"Forget the fact that I'm going to be your stepbrother, I have better taste than Pedro, " He said with pride, lifting his gaze back at me.

What he said got me scoffing out at once.

"Better taste than Pedro? Is this some kind of joke? "

"Do I look like the joker to you?" He lifted his brow at me, getting all serious.

The way he gazed, got me feeling strange within. Those creepy eyes shining down at me with seriousness engulfing about, got my heart racing.

"You know I'm not lying, Carla. You yourself can testify to it, or should I play the video to show you how you were singing to my beat?" He smirked.

I felt my cheeks burning red on hearing his words. His hand still holding the phone, with the video already stopped.

"Tell me if Pedro has ever made your body move just like the way I made you sway to my rhythm?" His hand slowly losing its grip on my two hands.

I could feel how it came sliding down to my right arm with a tingling feeling.

I felt my heart beating as I said to him, "Just because we made out that night doesn't mean that you're better than Pedro."

In a flash, he grabbed me by the jaw again, pulling me into his hold.

I groaned while looking at his face. He just gazed at me coldly.

He tilted his head and asked, "Is that so?"

Through his grip, I muffled out, " Yeah! A hundred percent. Pedro is my boyfriend and you are just an asshole."

His eyes came shimmering at my words without a response. That got me terrified.

I hate when he goes silent.

"Asshole huh?" He uttered, slowly letting out a devilish curve.

"Well, in that case..."

Suddenly, Diego lifted me off the floor and right on his shoulder.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" I yelled on seeing myself hanging on his shoulder like a bag of grain.

"Put me down!" I ordered, stamping Diego's back. But he wouldn't budge.

"I'll show you the difference between an asshole and a cheating boyfriend, since that's what you want," He said, exiting the living room with me.

I kept hitting Diego from behind as he made his way up the stairs with me.

My mind giving me different hints on what he's up to.

"Let me go, Diego!" I yelled once again, swinging my legs to hit him. But he grabbed both legs and pinned them down.

All I had were my hands, smacking him from the back.

I soon heard the sound of the door opening with Diego stepping into a room.

Before I could tell where exactly we where, my body came slamming down on a bed.

I looked and realized I was in Diego's room.

"Bastard!" I uttered loudly, trying to get out of bed, but Diego had me in his hold, pinning me right down.

To move became a problem when his chest came down on mine. I felt my heart skip on feeling his strong body on me.

It slowly reduced my struggle, increasing temptation instead.

"No, Carla. Pull yourself together," I encouraged myself within.

"Once I'm done with you, you'll have no choice but to admit the truth with your lips," Diego said.

Just like that, his lips got hold of mine, slowly rocking my body with his hands.

I moaned within the kiss, trying to push him off. But the more I struggled, the more I found my body begging him to go harder on me.

What's wrong with me?

All of a sudden, a knock came on the door, causing Diego to stop.

"Mr Smith?" I heard a male voice outside the room.

It must be a servant.

I took my eyes on Diego and saw displeasure written all over him.

He groaned and asked loudly, "What?! "

"You have a call from Mr Callaway, your business partner," The servant informed.

"Callaway? Damn that man. Why now?" Diego uttered, showing nothing but anger towards the sudden notice.

I felt freedom slowly taking over me, as I watched Diego's face turn swollen.

This is good. He should go.

He dropped his eyes on me and said with a glare, "Wipe that smile off your face."

I felt my face flushing red at his words. Didn't realize I was smiling out for him to see.

But anyways, I don't care.

I didn't do as Diego wanted, and I could see it annoyed him more.

Carefully, he got out of bed and left the room.

As soon as he left, I ran out of the room and headed for mine. Once I was in, I closed the door, placing my back against it to catch my breathe.

"That was close," I puffed out, placing my hand on my chest.

"That annoying man! Did he think that if he sleeps with me I'll admit he's better than Pedro in bed? He's insane!"

Carefully walking to my bed, I thought about the times Pedro and I have slept with each other, comparing it to the two nights Diego and I had sex.

The way he held and pushed into me, his grip and pace, his voice...

"Gosh! What am I doing?!" I groaned, smacking my face.

"I can't believe I'm comparing Pedro to Diego. Pedro is my boyfriend! Well, he was before he cheated on me. But I still love him."

I sat on the bed, taking out my phone to stare at my page. It had so many followers but Pedro wasn't among the list.

This got my heart bleeding with sadness, taking my mind back to that night I caught him with Jessica.

"I'll make him regret it no matter what. He called me useless, didn't he? Well he'll be sorry he ever left me for that spoilt cheerleader," I promised, using my phone to take more pics of myself.

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That night, during dinner, I sat at the other end, far away from my soon to be annoying stepbrother, eating.

He had his focus on his phone while eating, and me, I had my eyes watching just in case he tried any nonsense.

"I'm ready for him. Once he makes a move, I'll just race into my room and shut the door, " I planned, eating my food.

Just then, a call came in from Mom.

I felt pleased when I saw her number calling.

"Mom," I said with a smile, gaining Diego's attention.

He looked at me, but I took my eyes off hin to answer my mother.

"Hi, Mom."

"Carla, darling. How are you?" Mom asked.

"I'm good. How's Italy? And how's Mr Smith?" I asked, leaving the dining to a corner, to be alone.

"He's fine my love. What about your brother?"

"Who?" I asked, lifting my brow.

"Don't be silly now, Carla. I know you're upset because we didn't give you the freedom to be alone. This is for your own good. Now where's your brother?" She repeated.

I was about answering when I felt a presence behind me. Before I could turn...

"How are you, mother?" Diego responded, cupping his right arm around my waist.

I felt my body shiver but couldn't drag myself from his grip. His arm is just too strong for me to pull away.

"Diego, I'm fine. Glad to hear your voice."

"Same here," He said, wrapping his other arm and pulling me closer to himself.

This got me feeling uncomfortable.

"I hope Carla isn't giving you any trouble? She can be a hand full sometimes," Mom laughed from her end.

"Oh, she isn't," Diego said.

His hands began caressing my abdomen with his back resting on me from behind.

His lips came closer to my ear, sending heat within my body, as he responded to Mom, "She's just being a good girl to her big brother. Isn't that right, Carla?"

I felt his lips taking hold of my ear with his hands slowly moving to my chest, causing my heart to pound, and my body to shiver.

Damn you Diego!