Fear me

I Dare You

Adriano

She just had to wear that dress. I hated her. Short, black, tight off-the-shoulder dress with a slit on her thigh. Her hair was up in a ponytail but all I wanted to do was grip it firmly as I kissed her and then yank it off and let those curls down. She was playing with me. I wanted to show her who the boss was but this was not the place or the time. She drove me crazy and made me want things I never wanted before. She sat next to me. Her eyes glare from me to Bianca. Bianca was the daughter of an important diplomat we were doing business with. I secretly wanted to get her father fired but I guess working with an enemy sometimes is better than waring with one. I already had one enemy to deal with, I didn't need another. I knew Bianca wanted something she shouldn't but she also knew I was married. Men like me have to be loyal to their wives. If we can't even be loyal to our wives or family how can we be loyal to anyone else? A strong family makes your power stronger.

Bianca was talking but I couldn't pay attention to her. Catalina was staring at me with seductive eyes. She was trying to tempt me and lure me into whatever game she was playing.

"Ela fala muito," Catalina remarked. I wanted to laugh but I believed she was testing to see if Bianca understood Portuguese. Well, Catalina was right, Bianca did talk a lot.

"You should see our Villa in Italy," Bianca said.

"Voce deveria ver o queue esta debaixo do meu vestido," Catalina smiled. I looked over at Catalina. This was the little girl who didn't care to speak her mind. She was the little girl I was always fascinated by. She was brave and free. I did, by the way, I did want to see what was under her dress. If she wanted to play with fire then I would turn on the flames.

"Bianca, tell me, do you still plan on staying here for some time," I asked.

"Yes," she replied.

"Excellent, you can stay here with me," I smiled. She lit up and well Catalina did not.

"Adriano, you are so kind, I can't wait to spend more time with you," Catalina sipped on her wine harshly. She would bite down on the glass if she could.

"I will enjoy all the time I get to spend with you, Bianca," I said. Catalina's mood changed. She was done playing. I knew I had won. I always knew I would win. I knew I could she had no chance of winning unless I let her. I guess this was more of a test than a game. Catalina ate in silence. She barely looked up at me. I needed HER to know I was always in control and she should not test me. I needed her to know she did not mean as much to me as she thought. I had to hurt HER. Didn't I?

After dinner was over, most of the men took a cigar in my father's office. The ladies stayed and talked in the front room. Catalina ran upstairs. I wanted to run upstairs after HER but I didn't. I stood there smoking cigars with my guests.

Twenty minutes later, I got the balls to go to HER. I needed to. I was suffocating. I loosened my collar and headed upstairs. I wasn't shocked by what I found. I should have been, no?

"Why is he here?" I asked roughly.

"I was just checking on her," he said. I looked over at HER and she was crying. Her mascara was running. Her eyes were bloodshot red. He was comforting HER. It was always him.

"Vicente, leave now," I demanded.

"Don't you yell at her, brother, this is not her fault. It is yours," Vicente said.

"DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, LITTLE BROTHER," I shouted. "ESPECIALLY WHEN IT COMES TO HER."

"Catalina doesn't deserve this," he said.

"Catalina is mine and whatever I think she deserves she will have," I responded.

"You don't deserve her,"

"And you do, Vicente, is that it?"

"I am not playing this game with you," Vicente said.

"Kiss her," I said. "KISS HER, I DARE YOU,"

"You are insane," Vicente answered. Catalina stood up and kissed him. She then walked into the bathroom. "HAPPY?" I grabbed Vicente and shoved him out of her room. I threw what I could find. Her lamp hit the wall shattering before it hit the ground. Her bed was a mess. I threw the pillows everywhere. I knocked over her dresser.

Ten minutes later, the door to the bathroom opened. Catalina stood at the doorway staring at me. She was wearing very sexy lingerie. It was black and lacey. It crossed over her tight taut stomach.

"You think I want him," she said. "But I don't"

"You think I betrayed you," she stepped away from the doorway. " I didn't."

"You think you know me," she said seductively. "You don't. This toxic thing we got going here. It doesn't make me want you any less so as much as you try to push me away or hurt me. You need to know it won't change anything. You want me to stop feeling what I feel, then kill me."

"Catalina," I said.

"I dare you to say you don't feel the same," she looked at me with those mysterious grey eyes.

"Come here," I said. I tore off her bra and took her right breast all in my mouth. I sucked on it hard and rough. I pulled her head back as I yanked on her ponytail. I took off her hairpiece and let her curls free. I pushed her down to the floor and tore off her panties. I lowered myself to come face to face with my favorite part of her.

"ADRIANO!" she moaned. I f****d her endlessly on the floor and then again on the bed. I didn't care what happens tomorrow. I was going to enjoy this night. It was toxic but what can I say. I can't get enough.