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His hands circled around my neck. “You would ensure that it would work.” He breathed around my nape.

“Do you understand?” He repeated.

“Yes,” I struggled to answer.

“Damn! You sound so sexy, and smell nice too, you’ve been eating a lot of nice stuff and going out to fancy places, huh?” He whispered.

“You no longer give a fuck about me,” He went on.

“That’s not true. I care about you and I miss you,” I answered him.

“Prove it.” He freed me, reclining on the couch.

I leaned in, kissing him on the lips. When he didn’t respond, I crossed my legs over, settling on his laps, facing him. I cupped his cheeks, drawing him closer to myself, this time he responded, curving his hands behind my back. He took charge of the kiss.

It didn’t feel the same, didn’t have the electrocuting feel of Antonio’s touch. Charlie was rough. How was I just noticing now? His hands came hard on my boobs, squeezing them roughly from my top, his tongue explored every part of my mouth as he groaned with pleasure.

“I miss you so much,” he growled.

He unbuttoned my top hastily, as if fearing that a moment of delay might make me disappear from his grip. My bra came off next, flying to the floor, my boobs rushed out, escaping the clutches of the bra, celebrating freedom.

He freed my lips, transferring his hunger to my nipples. He nibbled them, sending a feeling of pleasure and pain. I moaned out, arching forward. He switched to the next boobs, giving it the same treatment.

I wondered how this would have felt with Antonio, I wished it was him, but remembering his rejection of me the previous day clouded my heart with hate. I had given him myself with no reservation and he had turned me down for an invalid reason.

I tried to imagine what his reaction would be, if he knew where I was. What exactly would he do, if he had hints that I was with Charlie? Jacob had warned me to stay clear of Jacob if I didn’t want to put him in trouble, but at the moment, I didn’t really care. All I wanted was to satisfy the sexual craving that he, Antonio, had awoken.

Charlie led me to the bed, pushing me gently on it, he moved over to the closest to withdraw a pack of condoms. He was just pushing his top over his head, when a knock sounded from the door. “Are you expecting someone?” He paused to ask.

“No.”

“Does anybody know you are here?” He asked again.

“I don’t think so.”

“So who the fuck is knocking?” His voice was raised this time.

“I don’t know!” I yelled back, drawing the sheet over my bare breast.

“Go get the door,” he commanded.

“Are you serious now? I’m half naked and you’re fully clothed, standing just a few feet from the door.”

“And who’s house is it?” He fired back. The knock came again, louder this time.

“Hold on,” I screamed at the knocker, wrapping myself in the bedsheets, I rose from the bed, heading for the door.

This was certainly the wrong timing for whoever it was. I turned the key, unlocking the door to be met with the surprise of my life. Antonio was standing there, his eyes darker than I have ever seen. My heart was ready to start a race and my knees felt weak.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“What do you want?” I asked, amazed at how firm my voice sounded.

“Came to take you home,” he said calmly. His composure threw me off balance, why was he so calm? Did he know Charlie was inside? How did he know I was here? Why had he come by himself to take me home, when he could send Jacob or the other guards?

“I can take myself home and I will when I’m ready.”

“I mean now, and with me,” he insisted.

“You don’t have the right to boss me around, this is my house, remember?”

“The last time I checked, you work under me and I have every right to boss you, because that’s exactly what I am, your boss.” He retorted.

“Who’s that?” Charlie called from the room.

My heart took off in the race it was getting ready for. Oh no. The two guards behind Antonio tried to enter the room, but he stopped them. “I can see you have company. Mind introducing me to your guest?” He cooed.

“Antonio, I really don’t want you creating a scene here, you want me to come with you? I will.” I bargained, trying to save the impending danger that lurked around.

“I am not in a hurry. We would leave after I’ve said hi to your guest.” He brushed past me, entering the room. Charlie stopped in his tracks at the sight of Antonio.

“Oh, it’s you,” Antonio mentioned casually.

“Look, I don’t not want any trouble, I was about to leave already.” Charlie stated.

“Neither do I. I only came to get my girl.” Antonio answered, still maintaining his cool.

“I am not your girl!” I protested.

“She’s all yours.” Charlie raised both his hands in surrender.

“What?” I turned to him feeling betrayed. How could he give me up so easily? We were just about to have sex and here he was denying me completely.

I was irritated by his cowardice. To think that he would push me into Antonio’s den to help him seek revenge and standing before the same man, he was quivering like a wet leaf during winter, made me mad.

I had temporarily forgotten about my fear for Antonio, so I walked over to Charlie. “We were just about to fuck and you stand here, giving me up so easily?”

“She lies, we were going to do no such thing.” He defended, facing Antonio. I took a step closer, sending a hard smack across his face.

“You are such a coward. And you know what? I’m done with your ass,” I announced, before turning around to face Antonio.

“Go wait for me in the car,” he commanded.

I knew better than to be disrespectful in a situation like this. He was too calm and that was dangerous, I hoped fervently that he wouldn’t hurt Charlie when I left. Although I had dumped his ass, I still didn’t pray for him to get beaten by Antonio’s heartless men.

“I don’t want to see you anywhere around her again. I won’t be this calm the next time I see you even ten feets close to her,” I heard Antonio warning. Charlie’s response was inaudible, I guess he nodded.

I sauntered past the guards, into the car, the bedsheets still wrapped around my body. I didn’t bother picking my bra or wearing my top, I was too upset to care. Or maybe I was scared of upsetting Antonio by dressing up in front of him.

It didn’t take long before he was back in the car. His face was expressionless. If he was planning on throwing me into a dungeon and starving me of food and water once we got home, I couldn’t suggest it from his countenance. For all I cared, he was probably going to yell at me as soon as we got to his castle.

The drive was silent. Antonio sat beside me in the passenger seat, while the other two sat in front. I was restless and curious about what was going through his mind. “Why did you decide to come pick me yourself?” I tried initiating a conversation, hoping that if he spoke, I’d be able to detect his mood.

“I wanted to.” He snapped, not angrily, just as calm as he had been since his arrival.

“Why?” I pushed. “You didn’t just wake up out of the blues and decided to come pick me up, did you?” I asked, not giving up.

“Yes.” He answered.

“Excuse me, what do you mean by yes??”

“Yes, that’s exactly what happened. I just woke up from the blues, whatever that is, and decided to come pick you up.” He answered, his eyes were every except on me. He wouldn’t look at me, not even for half a second.

I gave up trying. Whatever awaited me, I decided I would face it without creating more scenes. I just wished Jacob had come along.

The car crawled into the castle, slowing to a stop. So did my heartbeat. Would he just act cool like nothing had happened? I Worried but not for long. As soon as he got out of the car, he pulled me along roughly, heading into the house.

“You are hurting me,” I shouted, struggling to break free, at the same time, trying to keep the sheets wrapped around my body.

“Wait until I lay you on my bed and spank sense into you.” He went on, dragging me up the stairs.

“What do you plan on doing to me?” I couldn’t help asking.