ONE NIGHT STAND WITH THE RUTHLESS MAFIA

Chapter Two: Our wedding night

Chapter two

Our wedding night

Anna’s POV

The guest were all gone and all decorations were taken out. I had long requested for my room fraction from one of the maid but they directed me to Celeste room.

I knocked on the door but there was no answer so I pulled in knowing fully well that he isn't inside the room at that moment. I felt tired and restless. The gown was pissing me off, so I took it off and puts on one of his shirt. It was a little to big for me but was still manageable. After all this was my wedding night.

The door cracked open and Celeste entered locking the door behind.

The air shifted the moment he entered the room. His gaze ran across my body, something going through his face but unreadable.

"Hey" my lips naturally curve up.

"Hey," he replied sharply staring at me.

"Are you still angry?" I asked bashfully.

"Maybe," he replied moving close to me.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Are you sure?" he asked, we were already close to eachother.

"I don't know how I got in there and I....." he closed my mouth with one finger. He used his other finger moving my head towards his face direction. We were staring at our self.

"Have you taken a bath?" he asked.

"No," I replied.

"Good," he said sharply, freeing his hand from my jaw.

Then he pulls off his suit from his shoulder and unbuttons his belt from his trouser. A minute later, he's totally naked, this was my first time seeing him naked.

In the bathtub, I can't help but stare at his muscular figure as he steps into the tub. The bathtub is not large enough to fit two people, not to mention that he is tall and large. So we are very close to each other and I immediately feel his hardened d**k pressing against my skin.

He moves to my back and settles me between his legs. Then he nibbles the sensitive skin on my neck as he brings his hand up to palm my breasts, gently rubbing my n*****s.

I moan, throwing my head back leaning on his chest. He catches my lips and kiss me as his hand moves downwards into the water and finally reaches my bottom.

I returned his kisses, eagerly opening my mouth to invite his tongue in. He rubs my c**t with his hand and then inserts a finger into my p***y. The warm water makes it easier. I hold my breath as I feel a similar sense of pleasure rising from my thighs. He takes my cue and curves into his finger tip inside of me, gently rubbing my inner wall.

"Celeste!" I cried out.

"Yeah? Does this feel good?" he whispered out ragged and strained.

He grabs my waist with one hand and slightly lifts my body. Then the next minute, he lifts his hips and thrust his c**k deep into my core.

"f**k!" I gasp, grabbing his firm arms till my nails dig into his flesh. He pants and immediately picks up the speed. He hits my core wild and rough. The continuous sound of water splashing and our body smashing against each other filled the room.

He is f*****g me so hard and quickly that my mind is completely blank.

"f**k, Pearl!" He grunts out beside my ears. "You are so f*****g tight! And get ready... ready for me." He sucked the back of my neck hard. Then he brought one hand to rub my c**t and my folds while his c**k kept pounding me. The pleasure was too much! I almost screamed out as my legs stiffened and my toes curled.

"No. Wait for me," he said in a forceful tone.

He grabbed my waist tightly with both hands, picking me up and pressing me down. His c**k entered even deeper.

I couldn't help but clench my inner walls as he repeated the process.

Then, with one hard thrust, I came, and he pulled out just in time. I felt warm liquid spill onto the water. I collapsed onto his chest.

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Aria's POV

The beautiful sun peeped uncertainly through the clouds, reflecting onto the window. After a long day's sleep, I peeped through the window, hoping to see something, but there was nothing. I opened the curtain after a long second peep, then tidied up my bed. This was the first time in my life that I had done anything related to chores, because as the Hales' princess, I wasn't allowed to do such things. It was all this and that. My life had been monitored day by day, and I guessed now I had my freedom all to myself. No more timetable of what to eat, how to dress, or how to sort out situations. I was glad all of that was gone. Besides, I was all grown up and married, at the age of twenty.

A knock sounded on the door, followed by a voice.

"Mrs. Blackwood, are you awake?" she asked from behind it.

Then it hit me that I was a Blackwood now and would still be monitored by maids, bathed by them, dressed by them, and, I thought, almost certainly fed by them.

"Mrs. Blackwood, we're ready to tidy up your room and you," she repeated.

What the heck did she mean by "tidy me up"? I was definitely not going to let that happen. Was I a child or something?

"Just go. I'm still asleep," I murmured.

"But Mrs. Blackwood, it's 10 AM," she replied, not ready to give up.

I couldn't blame it all on her. She was just doing her job.

"And so f*****g what? I said I'm asleep!" I yelled, knowing full well that I probably wasn't.

"But you have to be..."

"What the f**k do you want? Just leave me the hell alone!" I interrupted.

After that, she wasn't there anymore. She might have gone, or maybe she was still there, but I didn't give a f**k.

I entered the bathtub.

While bathing, memories of last night filled my mind. How he had banged me so hard. I remembered how I had screamed his name when I was about to come. I had known Celeste all my life, but I hadn't known he was so erotic when it came to s*x. Finally, I ended my shower. Then it flashed through my mind that this was Celeste's room, not mine. There were no female toiletries. I wrapped his bath towel around my body and his hand towel around my hair.

I came out of the bathroom to the dressing mirror.

The door opened slightly and Celeste stepped in. He looked around the room, finding it all tidied up, and his eyes stopped at me.

"But I was told that you were sleeping," he said awkwardly. He was dressed in a suit: a white shirt, black jacket, creased black trousers and a black tie.

"No, I was awake. I just don't want any maids around me," I replied mirthlessly.

He cleared his throat, hands in his pockets.

"Can I put on your shorts?" I asked hastily.

"No," he said, moving toward me.

"Stop being grouchy, Celeste," I said, feeling embarrassed for asking for his shorts.

He closed the gap between us, and I raised my head because he was quite a bit taller.

"Grouchy?" He lowered his voice dangerously, raging flames dancing in his eyes.

"You heard me." I curled up the corner of my lips.

In the blink of an eye, he strode over, grabbed my chin and lowered his head. The next second, he pressed his lips roughly against mine. I inhaled sharply, and he took the chance to slide his tongue into my mouth, kissing me wildly. I struggled against his iron grip and huffed under his lips. "Celeste!" I bit his lip. He hissed and finally let go. His fingers lingered on my cheek, caressing my skin as he whispered, "This is what grouchy means."

"Really?" I chuckled, straightening his suit.

He held my waist.

"Yes, Pearl. The guards will take you out to shop for your new clothes. Don't hesitate," he said, holding my waist tightly.

"Why can't I go alone, Celeste?" I replied with a frown.

"Put on the shorts and shirt," he said, changing the topic.

"Seriously, you're changing the topic right now?" I said.

"Nah." He handed me a tube. "Use this after breakfast."

I read the label.

"Why should I use it? Don't you want kids?" I asked, setting the tube aside.

"Don't question me, Pearl. Besides, I forgot to tell you I'm travelling," he added.

"When? And where are you going? We just got married and you're going on a trip?" The words came out steady.

"I'll make it up to you, Pearl. Promise," he said. He slipped a credit card into my hand, picked up his suitcase and left in the twinkling of an eye.

"But what's the PIN?" I yelled