Matteo's Pov
"f**k! Matteo! How the f**k did you get into my bathroom?"
My eyes darken at the sight of erect n****e poking through her silk nightdress. "And here I was thinking that you've become very aware of your surroundings." I mumble as I motion towards her. She mirrors my action by taking a step back with each step I take forward until she's trapped between the wall and my body.
"Matteo what are—"
"Shut up." I growl. "Look over there Mirabella." I whisper, pointing to the left and the moment her head whips towards the left, I encircle my leather belt around her neck, tightening it enough to apply the needed pressure.
"Matt—"
"Shut up." I push my front into her, groaning at the melodious sound that elicits her lips. "Tell me, Mirabella, tell me that you consent to this. Say yes.
