A NIGHT WITH THE DEVIL

Punishments

A private jet landed gracefully at the airport, and the door slid open, revealing a strikingly handsome young man in his late twenties, surrounded by a swarm of guards.

Reporters and paparazzi rushed forward, cameras flashing and microphones thrust toward him. Who wouldn’t want to capture a photo of Antonio Vicente, the male lead of Whispers of the Heart, the movie Morning Star was about to produce?

“It’s good to be back after ten f***ing years,” he muttered, scanning the scene as he adjusted his sunglasses.

After what seemed like an impossible effort, his guards managed to push back the reporters and regain control.

“This way, boss,” his assistant Ashton said, leading him to three Rolls-Royces waiting for them. Antonio settled into the backseat while Ashton took the front.

“Where to, boss?” Ashton asked.

“To the Brown mansion,” Antonio replied calmly.

“Aren’t we going to the office first?” Ashton inquired.

“It’s been ten years, Ashton. I can’t wait any longer.”

“Yes, boss,” Ashton said, handing the chauffeur directions.

Antonio leaned back, a small, confident smile forming. “I can’t wait to see you again, Alita Brown.”

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"'Alita woke utterly and completely drained out of energy, her head throbbing and her eyes itchy.

Although, she felt the comfort of the bed on her back, making her stretch out her arms so she can get more comfortable but the thing is she couldn't move them.

She looked up and they were handcuffed to the headboard.

She sit upright and she felt a soft fabric under her.

"Where I’m I and what I’m I doing here cos this isn’t my room obviously".

The last thing she could remember was going to the kindergarten to get the kids and then….

She put the pieces together and color drained from her face at the realization.

She was caught, she was dumbfounded, she thought she planned it all well but guess not.

"I’m so stupid" she mentally yell at herself, of course he will be two step ahead of me", now I wish I did listen to Maya in the first place.

She shook the chain back and forth but that only makes her wrist hurt thankfully her legs were not tied.

She kept wriggling her hands the clinks of the headboard against the metal cuffs intensifying.

“I suggest you stop that, unless you want to hurt yourself by slicing your skin open’’, a deep voice erupted the room urging her to snap her head and look for the source.

Only to see Xavier casually sitting on a couch in the room, his hands on each side of the seat with his legs crossed.

Judging from what happened the last time they met, she couldn’t bring herself to look at him in the eye.

''You thought you could f*****g deceive me and run away with my kids again" he spitted in rage his eyes on her and she swallow the ball of nerve forming in her throat.

''Do you know you just added to your punishment do you" he questioned angrily and stood up to walk towards the bed, before stopping at the foot of it.

''I want you to know that no matter what you do you can never run away with my kids again, get that into your god darn head woman, do you understand he spoke calmly" but his body shook tremendously due to anger.

"I will never stop looking for a way to take my kids away from you", she spat out and he chuckled darkly.

''I had wanted to be lenient in your punishment at first, but seems you want it the hard way" he let out a smirk.

''I’m going to punish you until you realized the consequences of crossing a man like me" .

Hovering over her, he runs his finger up and down her hips making her fudge in his hold. He slowly lowers his face, bringing it close to hers, she shiver from his touch.

‘’Let me go’’ she muttered, she can't push him off and he's got all the power now, see as she was chained to the bed.

His hand went up and held her chin, his grip firm. she could feel his heat enveloping her body.

His rough pad of his thumb grazed over hersoft lips. He grabbed her hair and he kissed her, his tongue tried to open her lips to give him access but she bluntly denied.

He put his finger into her shorts, running a finger over her p*ssy lips. She gasped and he took the opportunity to enter her mouth with his tongue. She tried pulling away from him, instead his other hand securing round her waist tightened.

He was so strong.

She felt his hand go down between her legs again making her hold onto his arms to stop him but he nudged it away.

The torture was too much, "Let me go.." she shuttered finally finding her voice

"Are you sure you want me to let go, you are so wet Tigress, f*ck*ng wet for me" he rasped.

''You are asking me to let you go when your body says otherwise" he said before adding a finger into her folds and a pleasurable moan escaped from her lips.

He was suppose to be punishing her but rather he was pleasuring her.

"She was shaking, her body was coming close to release, ." His finger increased his pace and she was getting close to her edge.

She started grinding into his fingers, she just wanted the pleasure that came with it. Just when she was about to c*m his finger stopped and he stood up.

‘’The hell" she grinned frustratingly, and he smirked .

"Do you want to c*m" he asked in a husky voice, and she couldn’t help but nod, the pleasure too intense.

"Then beg for it" she looked at him shocked, she shook her head, refusing to give him that satisfaction.

The fact that her hands were still handcuffed, only made matters worst since she couldn’t even relief herself with them.

"Please, please make me c*m." she begged not being able to hold it any longer.

"With pleasure tigress", he said as riped off her short and his mouth met with her cl*t and his tongue did wonders to it.