جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 130

Calla groaned in annoyance, stirring in bed and feeling reluctant to get up. The heavy banging on the door wouldn't stop, completely waking her from her sleep.She didn't move to let the person in, wishing whoever it was would give up and leave her be.But she was wrong. The knocking persisted, growing heavier with each second. She whined and sat up, rubbing her eyes to clear off the drowsiness that still lingered.Last night was a hot mess. Rico had asked her to move to the guest room, and arguing with him was of no use. She'd followed quietly behind the maid to the guest, her luggage there before she was. She scoffed, biting her bottom lip and shaking her head.He'd told her she'd be staying here till they left, and she couldn't agree more. Maybe not getting to see him every night would let her think straight, but that wasn't the case. She couldn't fall asleep all through the night, twisting and turning, and wishing she were somewhere else than here.Perhaps with her brother. But m

Calla stood unmoving, watching Rico push forward into the room, closing the distance between them. She didn't take her eyes away from him, biting the inside of her cheek.Rico strolled in like it was his room, his hands locked together behind him. He stopped three feet away from Calla, towering over her as he seized her from top to bottom.She gulped, her eyes not leaving his. It's because she was too scared to look away. She wasn't sure why he came here. He'd told her their interactions would merely be based on orders and nothing personal. Why then was he here?“Did I give you permission to discuss me with my family?” he asked, his voice low, which somehow made it worse.Calla frowned, confusion quickly giving way to her irritation. “I didn’t know I wasn’t allowed to speak to them.”His jaw tightened slightly. “Speak to them if you must,” he said, his gaze hard. “But I told you our interactions would be limited. That includes conversations about me.”Calla lifted her chin, meeting

The room didn’t just freeze, it died. A pin dropping could've echoed through the hall. Every head snapped toward Rico with eyes wide in shock. Their mouths parted but no sound came out.They all knew in a heartbeat that he wasn’t asking out of suspicion. He was asking because he already had his answer.Dario was the only one who had a small proud smirk hanging at the side of his mouth. His sharp gaze watched Rico who scanned everyone's reaction.Donna Marta stayed silent. Her brows were furrowed, hard on her son, but she didn't say anything. She was aware of the threat on him, but she couldn't do anything.Quiet murmurs started to slip in, all of them looking at each other, whispering. Rico gave a small, humorless laugh that didn’t reach his eyes. “The look on your faces are adorable, really. Almost makes me want to applaud the performance.”Rico’s gaze flicked around the table, taking in every frozen face, every pair of eyes that refused to meet his.“But let’s not play pretend anym

Calla hesitantly got to her feet, a huge lump in her throat, and her lips quivering. His eyes stayed on him, as if waiting for him to change his mind. To tell her he was only joking, but he didn't sway.She slowly took off her dress, undoing the buttons at the back, and letting it drop to the floor, revealing the white lacey bra and matching panties she wore. She tossed the piece of cloth to the side, shutting her eyes for two seconds, before looking back at him.A brow raised as he continued staring at her. She clasped her hands together before her, a useless attempt to cover herself from Rico's hot piercing gaze."I said to take everything off," he said, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.She sighed, and without saying anything, she took off her bra and slid her underwear down, her naked body on full display. She heard him inhale sharply, his throat moving as he swallowed."Sit down..." he instructed, and she did. "...legs wide open." His eyes never left her, not giving her e

It's been a full day since Rico made Calla touch herself, and him jerking off to her. Not much has happened since then. Rico was out of Calla's sight and somehow, she was okay with that. She still hadn't gotten to speak with her brother, but she would trust Rico this once, that Eli would be guarded and protected well.She still hasn't seen Sophia since that day. Not that the girl was avoiding her, but she wasn't around much. Calla wondered whether Sophia always hung out with friends this often, or if she locked herself in her room and wanted to be alone.She wished it were the former.Calla's feet moved steadily and quietly against the floor, her mind trapped in previous events, her mood terribly sour most of the time with no one to talk to. She made her way to the kitchen, hoping to find anything she could help the maids with, perhaps that way, she would be less bored and lonely.She walked into the spacious kitchen. The floors were spotless, the marble counters shining under the so