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CHAPTER ELEVEN ELENA It's been weeks since my encounter with Don Luciano. As much as I challenged him and praised him, Don isn't the kind of person that goes back on his words so I was subtly scared and waiting for my judgment day in his hands. Ever since that day, I have tried my best to hide myself properly to avoid being seen by him. I'm extremely careful during the early hours of the day and the evenings and nights because that is the time he spends at home. I've spent my time doing chores and assisting in the kitchen while looking out for Maria who has been in the sick bed for 2 weeks, though she is a lot better now. After my work for the day, I didn't feel like hiding inside like I usually did so I looked around for Gigi, for over 1 week I hadn't seen her, and I have missed her a lot. Gigi is like the bright light in my dark world, she doesn't hide her dislike for anyone nor does she backbite. She was mischievous too, the exact mixture I need in a friend to compliment me. She s

CHAPTER THIRTEENELENAAfter nursing Don all through the night, I slept off only to wake up to him watching me keenly. I was scared that this man could be thinking of what to do to me concerning the way I spoke to him. I jumped at the meeting of our eyes and stood up, he gestured that I sit. I waited for some time to accept the gesture just so I'm sure he meant it. He said appreciated me for nursing him through the night and asked me to stop being scared of him. There was a specific statement that shook me up. “I want you” were his exact words and this made me feel scared. Finally, he is out to deal with me, I thought to myself. I quickly rose to my frets and informed him that I had work to do and left even before he could say any other thing. When I got outside I closed the door and heaved a sigh of relief. This man has a way of scaring the shit out of me all the time. This demeanor is always dangerous, I feel like I can't breathe sometimes when I'm close to him. I recollected my tho

CHAPTER FIFTEENDON LUCIANOI woke up but couldn't find my Darling Elena in the room and it didn't sit well with me. Why would she sneak out of my room after that beautiful night that we experienced? I couldn't believe that a beautiful girl like her would remain a virgin at this age.I loved the way she felt under my touch and by my touch. I could feel the effect I had on her and I loved it. I can't wait to have her under me once again. If she was here I would have made her cum twice in a row and have the opportunity to have a taste of her once again. Gosh, she is all I think of and the thought of her alone was making me hard. I could feel my groan rising in its glory and need. I need her, I want her, I want her beneath me while I watch those charming eyes of hers. I want to feel her warm cum and lick her all up. I tried to forget her but it didn't work for me, I went into the bathroom and had a very cold shower but the more I was under the cold, the memories of her still made me hard,

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN DON LUCIANOThe 5 days of the business trip looked almost like forever. The day went by slowly, it was so boring. I couldn’t wait to get back home to behold the face of my Arlington Elena, though I am still very unhappy with her, I still missed her. Once I rounded up all I was doing in Paris I asked my pilot to prepare the jet as we were to leave immediately. I couldn’t wait for the next day to come, I just wanted to be home; it's a total vibe to be in your abode. I looked out the window while we were high in the sky. Contemplating what to do with Elena once I get back home. Do I give her silent treatments? Do I open my arms to her?I can't comprehend exactly why Elena is the thought that always preoccupy my mind each time I'm not thinking of work. It's crazy how I can't help myself. This isn't the Normal me. What has Elena done to me?In a few minutes, my pilot informed me that we would begin the process of landing. So I put on my seat belt and held on tight whil

CHAPTER NINETEEN ELENAIt's been a hectic day. All hands have been on deck in the kitchen because a special guest is coming to the house. We have tried pleading with the chief to find out who the person is but the chief has been adamant to our pleas, so we let him be. For over 6 hours it has been from one meal preparation. On the other, I've not had a single rest and my waist hurts. I need a massage, I doubt Gigi has the time to care about giving me a massage. Every department in the mansion had their hands dirty with work, at intervals I see Maria walking from one end of the mansion to the other just to ensure that everything is well kept. After hours of work at the kitchen we were finally done with the meals. The chief chef dished out the meal into their respective food carriers and gathered us round for a little talk. “I guess it's time to find out who our guest is,” I said to myself.Listen up, I am not meant to explain myself to you all but you should know that this feast can