Chapter 3

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Chapter 3: Have You Ever Heard What I Said? "Get up this instant, unless you want me to give you a lesson," Paolo warned her. He had already lost all patience, his manhood was straining against his pants, and she kept talking while sitting on his lap. "A lesson, that's what you should teach that nephew of yours," she retorts angrily. "I'm sure you're the same, all men are the same—all are bastards!" Paolo couldn't take it anymore. Bella had become very reckless, she was not only insulting Mateo but also Paolo. Paolo pushed Bella several times to make her get up, but she kept sitting back on his lap. Mark, his driver, was breaking out in a cold sweat watching the situation through the rearview mirror. He steps on the gas, trying to drive faster to reach young Mateo's apartment quickly, and leaves Miss Bella there before his boss kills her. Paolo had gradually lost his patience, he had realized that it was very difficult to get rid of a drunk woman; the worst part was that Bella had gained more confidence and was now almost sitting on his lap. "Do you want to go back to your seat?" Paolo asks her for the umpteenth time, but she has shed all restraint. Not only had she lost her shame, she had also started interrogating him with questions she shouldn't ask, with her hands on the man's neck and a mischievous smile on her lips. Bella asks him, "Paolo, do you have erectile dysfunction problems?" When Paolo heard her question, his face turned red with anger. It could be said that this was the straw that broke the camel's back. How could this woman think of asking him such a question? Paolo was considered a ruthless man in business. He was only 28 years old but already owned an entire monopoly in the country. Many feared him and were unable to speak to him. When his driver, Mark, heard Bella's question, he wanted to pull over to save the girl's life. It was best to leave her in the middle of nowhere at that moment. "Are you playing with fire by asking that question?" Paolo responds through clenched teeth. He could notice the curious look of the drunk woman, he could even notice a certain flirtatious sparkle in her eyes. Paolo couldn't believe that this woman was flirting with him in such a vulgar way. Is she looking for death? "Do you want to get burned by me, don't you realize I could kill you," he says seriously with clenched fists, his eyes now shooting darts of fire. Bella had activated a hidden passion in the man, and it would be very difficult to quell it. She leaned in, her face closer to his, but couldn't see him well, as her vision was blurred by the alcohol, nor did she clearly understand his response. She wanted to know if he had that problem or not. Her hand moved suddenly, reaching for the intimate part of his pants, and touched the man's manhood. She can clearly notice the huge bulge protruding inside Paolo's pants. Bella opens her lips in shock, feeling its size and hardness. But Paolo couldn't take the girl's audacity any longer. He takes her head with his hands and pulls her towards him; at that moment, his lips claimed hers. Paolo kissed Bella possessively, and demandingly without the slightest care. The kiss took her by surprise and her mouth was agape in surprise. But that kiss was nothing like the ones her boyfriend Mateo had ever given her, so she liked it. Bella responded to the kiss this man began to give her and her hand that had been on his manhood, moved up to his neck. Meanwhile, Mark, Paolo's driver and assistant had already arrived at the place where young Mateo's apartment was. The building was completely dark, it seemed deserted. But he didn't care; he had to leave the girl there, before it was too late. He could clearly hear what was happening in the back of the car—the kisses that Mateo's girlfriend was sharing with his boss, and if he looked through the rearview mirror he could see that the girl was sitting on his lap. The man couldn't understand how his boss could allow his nephew's girlfriend to kiss him like that, especially because she was drunk. Most likely she wouldn't remember anything that happened the next day, but his boss was in his right mind, and he was a responsible and older man. "Sir, we've arrived at young Mateo's apartment," the driver informs him. Paolo hears him, but he is so entertained with Bella's kisses and the sensations she has awakened in him that he doesn't want to stop. He wasn't willing to let this young girl go tonight. She had wanted to play with fire, and he was willing to get burned with her. "Drive us to the hotel," he instructs. Mark followed his boss's orders, unfortunately, having to continue the drive while listening to everything happening in the back seat. Bella had already unbuttoned several buttons on his shirt and was running her hand over his chest. When they arrived at the hotel, Paolo Milano carried her out in his arms. Mark called the elevator. His boss owned the hotel and had a suite on the top floor. He used it when he was too tired to go home or when some of his special guests stayed in the country. From the basement, there was a direct elevator. The door opened, and they both disappeared inside. Mark turned away to avoid seeing what was happening. It was the first time he saw his boss act that way, with his shirt completely open, his chest exposed, and his hands constantly touching the woman's buttocks. Her dress had ridden up completely, and she was straddling Paolo, who walked without breaking their kiss. When they entered the suite's main room, Paolo gently laid Bella on the bed. Realizing how drunk and tired she was, she stretched her arms, thinking she could finally rest well. The sheets beneath her body were very soft and delightful, but Paolo wasn't about to let her sleep. Bella had provoked him all night, touching him in his intimate parts and had asked such intimate questions. She had rekindled the internal fire he had extinguished for years, and now he had the obligation to extinguish it. So Paolo Milano made sure Bella didn't sleep all night. He didn't leave Bella alone until he was completely satisfied with her. Paolo completely consumed her essence, taking her to the maximum climax. Bella wished time would freeze at that moment. She wanted her life to stop there, in that instant, with that man. She enjoyed it throughout the night and into the morning until she practically did it with her eyes closed. She moved beneath him, feeling the pleasure he provided, but was unable to open her eyes because the exhaustion was much greater until the final fireworks of passion left her exhausted and defeated.
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