Debt to the Mafia Prince

Chapter 14

Hissing in pain as I got out of bed, I was reminded of my punishment from the other day. My sore bum is beginning to heal and so was the bruising to my body from the men, but it’s still painful to move around. For some strange reason, I found it quite arousing being punished in such a manner. I’ve never had someone use a s****l situation to dominate me and it intrigued me. I wonder if Michele ever had the urge to punish a woman like that before. 

Even though I knew about him and that assistant, I had a lot of time to think about it. I wasn’t convinced that he had s*x with her willingly. I remembered when he told me that his world can be cruel and that he would f**k that assistant if my life was in danger. Although it was still wrong, I had a feeling he did it to find me. 

I’m beginning to understand why he didn’t batter an eye lid at the thought of having meaningless s*x with that woman. I know that the only way I’m getting out of here is to trick Ezio into believing I had forgotten about Michele all together, I was even considering going to the lengths of f*****g him if it meant he would let his guard down enough for me to escape. The thought of it made me want to be physically sick but I know his biggest weakness is women and his self confidence. He thinks he’s irresistible and untouchable, he couldn’t be more wrong.

I wanted to go for a swim to relax my mind a bit. I was so stressed out with the situation I was in, I needed a bit of time to myself. I didn’t have a swim suit in the wardrobe so I grabbed a plain white t-shirt and a pair of grey shorts. Its the only piece of clothing I had that I didn’t mind ruining. Once I had dressed myself, I pulled my thick brown hair into a high ponytail and pulled it tight. After grabbing a towel from the bathroom across the hall, I headed to the pool room. 

Dropping the towel onto one of the chairs, I wasted no time in diving into the heated water. I feel like I must have been a marine animal in my past life because of how much I loved to swim. 

After doing a few laps of the pool, I let my body float effortlessly in the middle. I let my ears sink under the surface and completely zoned out with my eyes closed. I tried my best not to think about Michele but the more I tried, the more he entered my mind. The possessive behaviour he has shown me from the beginning proves how much I mean to him. He’s gone above and beyond for me and it wouldn’t make sense for him to forget about me all of a sudden. Perhaps Ezio’s was just trying to manipulate me into hating him, trying to get me to believe that he has forgotten all about me for his own benefit. If I haven’t stopped thinking about him then he must feel the same... mustn’t he?

I opened my eyes for a split second to make sure I wasn’t drifting into the edge of the pool. In the corner of my eye, I noticed a figure standing by the door which startled me. I gasped and let my body sink down so I was upright. 

“Matteo! What do you want?!” I screamed. He had a smug expression on his face and his eyes were filled with hunger, it made me nervous. 

“Get out of the pool, my brother wants me to show you something” he grinned. 

I looked at him with confusion before gliding over to the steps. The clothes I was wearing suddenly weighed down on me and stuck to my skin as I exited the water. I walked over to retrieve my towel, but Matteo snatched it from the chair before I reached it. 

“What are you doing?” I snapped. 

He dragged his teeth across his bottom lip and stared hungrily at my body. I could tell he was getting turned on but I didn’t understand why. I looked down and noticed my white shirt that clung to my body had turned transparent from the wetness and I crossed my arms to hide my erected n*****s. 

“Give me the towel Matteo!” I demanded but he just flashed his teeth as he grinned at me. Slowly stepping closer, he grabbed my arm and forced it down to my side. Staring at my chest, he groaned deeply.

“Such a tease!” He growled and threw my towel into the pool. 

“Matteo!” I yelled as I watched the towel slowly soak with water. He didn’t remove his gaze from my breasts which made me nervous.

“You know, you really should have told someone you were going for a swim. It took me a while to find you in this big house. Imagine how long it would take for someone to interrupt us” he smirked, restraining my wrists behind my back. I looked up at him with panic and shook my head. 

“Your brother will be pissed with you if you lay a hand on me” I warned him. He let out an evil laugh and pulled me closer to him. 

“You think I give a s**t about my little bothers opinion? He knows that if I want something, I f*****g take it”. He glanced down at my body for a moment and then regained eye contact.

“And right now little principessa  (princess), I want you” he growled and buried his head into my neck. I grunted and resisted against him, but the more I stuggled, the tighter he gripped my wrists. 

“GET OFF!” I screamed, hearing my voice echo against the walls. 

I wanted someone to hear me, to stop him from assaulting me. I kept yelling and screaming but he soon got pissed off with it and cupped my mouth with one hand, grabbing both of my wrists with the other. 

“As much as I love to hear you scream, I need you to shut the f**k up!” He snarled. As if on cue, Ezio entered the room and called out Matteo’s name in frustration. 

“Let her go!” He ordered, but Matteo held me tightly, his eyes still staring down into mine. After a while, he smirked which sent chills down my spine. 

“You got lucky this time principessa” he whispered in my ear and then shoved me backwards. 

Ezio watched him until he walked passed and left the room. I stood there silently, not knowing whether to thank him or to hit him. He’s the reason I’m stuck here and he’s no better than Matteo when it comes to treating me like dirt. He made his way over to me a without speaking a word. There wasn’t a moment of hesitation as he grabbed my wet shirt and pulled it over my head, leaving me half exposed. 

“This wasn’t your best choice of clothing to swim in now was it my darling” he said gently. He reached his hand up and brushed my n****e with his thumb, causing me to flinch slightly. I slapped his hand away aggressively and stepped back, covering my chest with my arms. 

“Don’t touch me!” I snapped. Ezio looked amused by my sudden reaction and chuckled. 

“You keep forgetting Amelia, you’re mine now. Michele doesn’t give a s**t about you. If he did then he would have attempted to get you back by now” he reminded me. 

I narrowed my gaze and tensed my lower jaw. Ezio sighed and took off his black shirt, revealing his bare torso. There were countless tattoos all over his arms and chest, his thick pecs covered in curly black hairs and his biceps were intimidatingly veiny. He held his shirt out for me to put on. 

“Why are you being nice to me?” I asked, buttoning the front to cover up. 

“Because your mine Amelia, no one else is allowed to touch you like that... only me” he said, flashing an evil smirk. Suddenly, he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him.

“You’d be wise to remember that” he warned. I felt delicate and powerless in his grasp. He was incredibly strong and his over possessiveness was suffocating. 

“Now go and get changed, I want you in the study in 10 minutes” he ordered. He grinned at me and gave me a sly wink before walking out of the room.