Good Bad Blood

Chapter two; Part two

She scoffed, not wanting to hear anymore of it.

“If you still don't believe me, suit yourself. That isn't the reason I called you anyway,” Matteo said. He was a made man, there was no room to beg. He couldn't afford the luxury of being weak. Celeste could see that the softness in his eyes had been replaced with a distant look in the eyes. She was pained at his coldness and she wondered how she had loved such a heartless human being in the first place. Didn't he understand that he needed to beg, to chase her to the ends of the earth before she would be moved to forgive him.

“Marry me.” Matteo said, it wasn't a request, it was an order. She scoffed and laughed a humorless laugh.

“Sul mio cadavere”Over my dead body- Celeste said without thinking twice, and the moment the words were out, she wished she could take them back.

Matteo was momentarily hurt but he didn't show it.

“I would rather marry a bodyguard than marry you.” Celeste spat out bitterly. She had started something, she knew better to finish it than to retreat.

That irked Matteo’s senses. He moved forward until he had Celeste sandwiched between the wall and himself. He was so close to her and she could feel his hot breath on her face. His eyes skimmed her body hungrily before locking his amber eyes with her piercing green ones.

“Se qualcuno ti guarda, lo uccido.” If any man so much as looks at you, I'll kill him," was his reply as he pinned her hands above her head to the wall, with just one of his hands. The way he said it meant that he was warning not only the men, but her.

Celeste didn't realize that her pants had grown quickly and that he could see her fear oozing out of every pore from her body, or was it arousal. He licked and sucked on her ear lobe and twirled his free hand in her hair.

“Stop it, you don’t own me” She said, moving her head away from his kisses, even though this little gesture made her extremely wet at her core.

Matteo drew his head back to take a look at her. His eyes skimmed her entire body one more time. She was wearing a golden colored bustier with tulle straps and her bottom half of her gown hugged her curves tightly, stopping just above her knees to show of her long toned legs. Matteo gave a dark grin before bringing his eyes back to hers.

“Sbagliato, possiedo ogni fottuta parte di te” Wrong,I own every f*****g part of you- Matteo said,his voice ragged with desire as he claimed her lips with his.