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Chapter 3

Laura Brando narrating:

Feeling his breathless whisper in my ear, I could feel my countenance reddening in anger making me face him and bring my lips closer to his.

“Edgar loves me, he swore he would never do that again” I whispered convinced I was right. I couldn’t feel the doubt rising in me that already hurt.

Pulling me by the arm as roughly as I’d ever imagined Aron could, he dragged me away, huffing his anger, and threw me back into my seat. With his hands on the arms of the seat, he crouched down to stare with his face close to mine in confrontation, I was incapacitated by fear to do anything, though I wanted to scream my hatred.

Aron stood with his piercing eyes on my gaze, getting up he scratched his beard, irritated and turning back, walking decidedly he went to a cupboard and took out a yellow envelope, my eyes followed him frightened. He just threw the envelope on the table sliding it in front of me, his look of victory made me afraid.

“Open it!” He said staring at me.

“I won’t open it to see lies about Edgar, all you want is for me to fall for your dirty little game, I bet by now Edgar is already with the police looking for me...”

“I’m ordering you to open that damn envelope” Aron shouted coming towards me and grabbing my neck with some force.

With my hands trembling, I looked at the envelope sliding my fingers through it, opened it, and looked at Aron watching him impatiently to see my reaction. My hands went inside the envelope and I could feel the texture of photographs, pulling them, I felt my heart being broken again.

Aron was right. It was easy to recognize the dress Deborah was wearing lying on the floor while Edgar stood between her legs. Getting up quickly I didn’t want to look at Aron.

“This isn’t a kidnapping, I’m not going to force you into anything you don’t want, but if you do, I promise I’ll make you scream all this pain in a way that even the people downstairs will hear”

Aron whispered in my ear making me shiver as I watched him walk away.

Edgar had sworn to me, had promised me, but broke my heart with his infidelity again, and now, a part of me wants to thank Aron for saving me from saying yes at na altar. How foolish I was. Even Deborah I was able to forgive, I imagined a perfect life, worse I knew she would be stolen again. Throwing myself back into the seat, I took one sip of the glass of champagne on the table, forced myself to stop my tears, and shut up the pain of still loving the wrong man.

A part of me, screamed with desire to go to the other booth and let Aron rip the anguish from my chest making me moan with pleasure over him, as if he wins me every time Edgar loses me, it's not love, I feel incapable of loving him, and I can't fill that void Edgar left with just a fantasy. But I also have a cruel need to be desired, to just want him to look at me, I need to regain the trust Edgar took from me, to organize every part of my feelings and the mess he left.

"Take me to Aron," I asked one of the men watching me.

I walked with him to a reserved booth. Taking a step back I was startled to see a man identical to Aron sitting with a gun in front of him, he smiled with a mischievous look because of my frightened countenance.

''Relax, I'm just the twin brother, Jason. Have a seat''

He said in a sweeter voice, he was the complete opposite of Aron but still shared the same attractive physique.

'' Get away from her Jason...'' Aron said walking nervously into the room we were in.

''Calm down brother, I just asked her to sit down.'' Jason said getting up without taking his eyes off mine.

''If you get close to her again you won't make it to Milan alive''

Aron said pulling him close by the arms, in a calm tone, but with a mood that scared me. Aron sat in front of me, taking a drink, it was clear the way she didn't want her brother there.

"I'm sorry. I knew you'd come." He said coming to my back and sliding his hands down my body, as if his touch could calm me somehow.

I wanted him, but I couldn't allow myself to love someone like him, someone who I see the evil in his eyes.

"You think you can make me forget the man I've loved for years in a month? That you can make me love you?" I told him in a teasing way, sitting in front of him and running my hand over my breasts.

"The way you affront me sounds like a threat." Aron said sitting down. "I'm the head of a mafia, you should be careful when you tease me"

"Caution? I bet if I lower my dress right now you become as fragile as an unarmed man." I teased him, smiling.

"If you threaten to take that dress off, I'll rip it off your body before it hits the floor"

Aron said leaning against my body in a way that I could feel his erection, a teasing tone as I bit my lips feeling him pull my hair harder. Pulling down the straps of my dress, I left my breasts showing, and saw him coming towards me ready to do as he said.

"No..." I said, causing him to cease his steps and pushed him against the seat, sitting on his lap.

His eyes were dulled with desire and his hands squeezed my buttocks as I felt his erection, but I needed to silence that desire inside me.

"You've given me your conditions... a month with you in Milan, and you won't do anything I don't want you to, but I've got mine too baby."

"And what are yours?" Aron said panting, closing his eyes as I forced my hips lower.

"I won't do anything to you." I said getting up from his lap. "I'll spend this month in Milan, but I still love Edgar, no matter what he does my heart still belongs to him, and you only dominate a part of my desire, but it's still him, and I know that after this month, it will also be him. We won't sleep together and we won't have sex"

"Fine!" Aron exclaimed smiling, which amazed me. "I don't need to have you in bed to dominate your desire. We'll make a contract, if you can't take it and end up begging me to touch you, you'll have to stay much longer than a month by my side. "

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