I sent him a glare, hating his eyes on my skin. His gaze met mine, and he grinned menacingly, wetting his lips as his eyes swept over my body again.
"On second thought, there won't be any harm if we just have a little bit of fun. Don't you think?" He closed the gap between us.
He had his eyes on my face, drinking in my nervous expression, and a smirk formed on the side of his lips. He put his hand on my neck, giving it a little bit of a painful squeeze before trailing it down my neck to my shoulder, moving down, and stopping at the top of my cleavage. I moved my head, trying to get rid of his hand on my body, but it didn't do anything since I was tied to the chair by hands and legs.
I let out a whimper when I saw that he was about to grab a hold of my left breast, but that didn't happen because Stefano stopped him.
"I think that's enough, Marcos," Stefano said, his voice deep and authoritative, leaving Marcos no choice but to step I let out a breath of relief. My eyes met those of Stefano, and I nodded lightly in a way of telling him how grateful I was, but his face was emotionless. Marcos reluctantly stood up, keeping a distance between us, and I let out a shaky breath.
" Dai Stefano, devi essere un festaiolo, possiamo entrambi fare a turno. "Non è che la pazza lo saprebbe." Marcos said sternly to Stefano.
"No Marcos, lascia riposare la povera ragazza. E già abbastanza grave che sia stata rapita, sembra debole e potrebbe svenire da un momento all'altro e non dimentichiamoci del fatto che è incinta". Stefano answered in an equal tone to Marcos, sending a hard glare his way.
"Accidenti a quel fottuto bambino, da quando sei cosi figa, non dirmi che ti piace nel poco tempo in cui è stata qui." Marcos spat angrily, walking towards Stefano in a large stance. They towered above each other as they continued their heated arguments.
"Ci sono state date semplici istruzioni per non toccarla e fare bene a seguirla. Bloody bastard," Marcos said angrily, walking out of the room.
Stefano cast me one last glance before walking out of the room. I waited to hear the sound of the lock, but I didn't hear anything except for their retreating footsteps. After I felt they were a distance away, I heaved out a shaky breath; my entire body shook uncontrollably, and my eyes watered. My glance fell to the door, my vision blurry.
Would Sin care about the fact that I was missing? Was he glad that I was out of his life? Would he even bother looking for me?
All hope in me deteriorated, not after the way we left things. I wasn't able to prove to him that I didn't cheat on him and that everything that happened was a set-up done by Jason and some mysterious woman. A sob escaped the cloth that bound my mouth as tears continued to fall down my face. I feared for my life and that of my unborn child.
"Don't worry, baby, mommy will make sure nothing happens to you," i whispered into the dark. I sat there awake, bound to the chair, for hours before welcoming the darkness for the third time this night.
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Sin Pov.
Days and a week gone, drowning myself in alcohol all because of her. The memory of that night is still fresh in my mind, refusing to give way. It was like a loop running for the hundredth time. I could be so stupid.
I clenched my hand into a fist, and my fingernails dug against my palm, making blood tickle to the floor.
him on top of her as his hands run over her body like he owns her.
She made me fall hard for her, making me weak just for her to humiliate me in front of my men and sleep with one of them.
She had used those innocent faces to fool me, taunting me with a mask she had on like a little temptress. I should have seen it coming. The first time I saw her at my club, I should have investigated how she got the pass because that was the only way to get in.
I slammed my fist hard against the desk, standing up. I make my way to the basement, where I kept Jason. The bastard had recovered very fast, and I wanted nothing more than to slam his face repeatedly against the wall before sending a bullet hole straight through his forehead.
As I went down the stairs to the basement, I saw Jason tied to a chair, his face bloody and his eyes in a daze. I move to stand in front of him, slouching down to his level.
"Hello, Jason." I smiled, sending a blow to his rib and groaning out in pain, spitting out a little bit of blood.
"Sin." He greets me with a groan. "I see you are still mad that I fucked your whore. I just couldn't resist, especially with her flaunting that cute little ass of her and begging me to fuck her hard. It seems like you weren't doing a good job at it. He smiled, and I punched him. I felt a lump on my throat hearing those words.
Jealous and angered
Grabbing his sheet, I growled. "Me ne andr dal mattone della morte solo per trattarti finché non starai meglio e rifare tutto da capo." I sent him one last blow to his face, knocking him out cold. I made my way out of the basement and back to my office. I took out my phone and dialed a number I hadn't called in a long time.
"I want you at my house in an hour," I say before cutting the call off.
I pour a whisky into a glass cup, drinking it up in one go. Then another one, and another one, and another one, but I just can't seem to get drunk. The door opened as I watched a familiar blonde make her way towards me. She had on a tight black dress that puffed at the bottom; she had full, big curves. She took a seat at the desk beside me, her legs open wide for me to see.
Ginevra.
We had a beneficial relationship; her dad worked for my dad before he passed away; that was how we met. There was no feeling attached to our relationship, just plain pleasure.
"I never thought you would call me. "How long has it been, two years or was it three?" she asked seductively, trailing her manicured finger down my chest.
"You know what you are supposed to do." I said to her, not having time for any chitchat.
"Still the same, I see." She smirks, standing up from the desk as she gets rid of the tiny piece of clothing she had on. She got in front of me, sitting on the desk with her legs spread wide.
I stood up, undoing my pants and boxers. There was no time for foreplay as I shoved myself fully inside her. She gasped, her hand gripping tightly to the edge of the desk. Her legs wrapped around my waist, and I continued to thrust in and out of her roughly.
She let out a moan of pleasure, but I felt nothing, just anger.
The door of the office swings up, Ginevra. She screamed, and I pulled away from her. She gathered her clothes from the ground to cover her naked body. She hurriedly put on her dress.
I sent a glare at the intruder just to see Luca standing there with a pissed look on his face. He cast his gaze from me to Ginevra, his jaw clenched. I put my boxers and pants back on while Ginevra brushed past Luca running out of the office, looking disheveled. I took a seat on my chair, my hand resting on my chin, and sent a questionable glare at Luca.
I know he didn't believe anything that Sophie said, not even after walking in a second after me, catching the two in the act. I know Luca loves and cares for her like she was a little sister, but he should learn to accept the fact that she betrayed us. She betrayed me.
He approaches my desk, taking a seat opposite me. "Really, Sin, it hasn't even been a week and you are already buried deep inside that slut," he spat out angrily.
"I don't need you lecturing me now, Luca." I said, fuming.
"I get that you are hurt, but there are so many holes in the story. Why don't you start thinking with your mind instead of your heart?" He growls out.
"Watch your tone with me; you might be my best friend, but I'm still your boss." I said it in a very calm but venomous tone.
"Look, man, think about it. The passes weren't given to Mani but to her friend Stephanie. I had also looked into Mani and Jason's past. There is no way she would have gone back to him."
I scoffed. "Yeah, and she just so happens to find herself naked underneath him in our bed, moaning." I say sarcastically, chugging another glass of whiskey.
"Since he cheated on her at her parents' funeral with her cousin, who, in their right mind, would go back to him,"
I looked at him, confused. "What are you talking about?"
He throws a bunch of pictures on the desk with a file. I went through them, and my eyes widened. Why would she go back to such a scumbag after everything that had happened?
"Then explain that night," I say to Luca with furrowed brows.
"I don't really know what happened, but don't you find it strange that Luna suddenly came to the warehouse with proofs and pictures of Mani and Jason together in bed, just for you to find them together on your bed when they knew you would be back anytime soon?" Luca points out.
I couldn’t help but pound on it. It was too big of a coincidence, now that I'm thinking about it. Jason wouldn't have done something this stupid unless he had a plan.
"Did you check out the pictures Luna brought?" I questioned.
"I sent it down to Alesso; hopefully we will get a result by the end of the day."
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Translation
Dai Stefano, devi essere un festaiolo; possiamo entrambi fare un turno. Non è che la pazza lo saprebbe.- Come on, Stefano, do you have to be a party popper? We can both take turns. It's not like the crazy lady would know.
No Marcos, lascia riposare la povera ragazza. E già abbastanza grave che sia stata rapita, sembra debole e potrebbe svenire da un momento all'altro e non dimentichiamoci del fatto che è incinta. No, Marcos, let the poor girl rest. It's bad enough that she was kidnapped; she looks weak and could faint any minute from now; and let's not forget about the fact that she is pregnant.
Accidenti a quel fottuto bambino, da quando sei cos figa, non dirmi che ti piace nel poco tempo in cui è stata qui. Damn that fucking baby, since when have you been such a pussy? Don't tell me you fancy her in the little time she has been here.
Ci sono state date semplici istruzioni per non toccarla e fare bene a seguirla. - We were given simple instructions not to touch her, and you do well to follow them.
Me ne andr dal mattone della morte solo per trattarti finché non starai meglioe rifare tutto da capo—I’m going to leave at the brick of death just to treat you till you're better and do it all over again.