Wrongfully Yours

CHAPTER 6

Luca was smart enough to use the duvet to cover Snow's face before Marose saw who he was making out with. It would have been a disaster if they were caught.

“Sir Luca, your friend Frances is downstairs waiting for you. I didn't know you had a guest up here, sir. Should I make something for her?

“You should learn how to knock Marose. My guest is fine; I'll call you if she needs anything.

"Alright, sir, is there anything you would like me to tell your friend while he waits for you?

“Tell him I'll be down in an instant.

“Alright, sir. Marose bowed and left and Luca rushed to lock his door. That was when snow came out of the duvet.

“I need to leave now; we were almost caught. I don't think I can do this; it is too dangerous.

Snow made a move to leave but Luca held her softly in an attempt to stop her from moving any further.

“Will I see you again tonight?

“Your friend is downstairs; don't keep him waiting. She released her hand from his grip and left his room. She made sure no one was watching when she walked out of his room.

Luca wore his shirt and headed down the stairs. Snow walked into her bedroom and rested her back on the door. Her pants were still wet and she felt it drip as she stood. No man has ever gone down on her with ice. She held her lips as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was so horny; she wanted more from Luca. He had already put her in the mood before Marose walked into the room. Her thoughts were interrupted by Marose.

"Snow, are you in there?

“Yes, what do you want?

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere, ma’am. Lunch is served. Sir Luca wants you to join him at the dining table. He wants to introduce you to his friend, Frances.

“I’ll be there instantly; I need to shower first.

“Your food will get cold, ma’am.

“Isn't that why we have a microwave in this house?

“I’m sorry, ma. Do you need me to come in and give you a hot bath?

“No, just go away; I'll call you when I need you.

“One more thing, ma, what do you want for dessert? I asked Mario to make your cheesecake; would you eat that or do you want something else?

“Cheesecake is fine.

Marose walked away and Snow was finally left in her thoughts again. She got into the shower and had a cold bath because it was sunny. She came out and picked out an outfit that was already arranged in her closet. Marose arranged her clothes according to the days of the week so it was easy for Snow to pick out an outfit from her closet. She picked a two-piece outfit made with wool; it was a casual outfit but perfect for her size 8 body figure. She brushed her hair and it covered a part of her eyes. She wore her vanilla-scented perfume and headed out for lunch. She was late, and Luca and Frances were already having their desert when Snow walked in. France fixed his gaze on Snow as she walked towards the table and her hips were bouncing.

“My dad will pluck your eyes out and feed them to the vultures if he catches you staring at his wife like that.

“She is really beautiful, Luca. How did your father bag this damsel?

“You talk as though you do not know who my father is; he gets whatever he wants.

Snow sat on the table opposite Luca and as she tried to dish out her food, she was stopped by the maid standing behind her.

“Let me help you with that, ma.

“Do not worry; I can handle that.

“Marose will have me fired if she finds you dishing out your food by yourself.

“What is wrong with everyone in this house? I’m not allowed to bathe myself, and now I'm not allowed to dish out my food.

Marose walked in when she heard Snow talking.

“Is there a problem, Ma? Don't you like your meal?

“Why am I not allowed to dish out my food?

“Mr. Bruce will have my head if he sees you dishing out your food; he does not want you to lift a finger.

“You are a princess, Snow, and Mr. Bruce sure knows how to treat you like one.

“Thanks for the compliment, Luca’s friend.

“Forgive my manners. Snow, please meet France; he is my childhood friend; we grew up together; Frances met my father’s wife. Snow.

Frances stretched his hand to shake Snow but Luca stood up and separated his hands from hers when he refused to let her arms go.

“I like your outfit, Snow; what designer is it from? Snow was about to answer but Marose spoke on her behalf.

“It was made by the Acadella fashion brand; it is a limited edition cotton two-piece and even though it looks casual, it is so expensive.

“Wow!! I’ve been trying to get an outfit for my sister from the Acadella brand but they are always sold out each time I try to purchase an item.

“This house is too quiet. Marose, can you play something, please?

“What would you like to listen to, ma'am?

“Something from the 80s or 90s.

“You must have a really weird taste for music; most ladies I know prefer the new generation of singers. Why don't you like the new generation of music?

“And who says I do not like them? I like them but I do not play them often.

"Oh, I see. Who is your favourite artist?

“So hard to say, Frances. I love Ginger Williams; I can listen to her all night long.

Luca was getting uncomfortable with the way Frances was engaging Snow and he decided to break into the conversation.

“Frances, I thought you said you have a meeting online; aren't you supposed to be connected by now?

“I already cancelled; today is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to dine and wine with the wife of the most respected man in this country.

“Can I see you in my room for a second? I want to show you something.

“Sure, let’s go; I'll be right behind you. France walked behind Luca as he led the way to his room and then they got inside. Luca used his hand to pin Frances by the door.

"Chill, man, are you trying to kill me?

“The question is “Are you trying to get yourself killed”? Or do you have a death wish?

“Let me go, Luca. Luca released his grip on France and France started to adjust his dress.

“My father will torture and kill you if you ever go near his wife. Stay away from Snow and stop trying to be overly familiar with her.

"Can you see how pretty she is? Her body is like that of a goddess. I see the way you look at her lustfully. I want to have a taste of her. Luca got aggravated and punched France in the face; it was so hard that blood came out of France's mouth.

“I’ll kill you if you ever come close to her.