CHAPTER FOUR: TEMPTATION AND TENSION
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Luciano came back late. His shirt had blood on it, but his hands were clean. He didn’t say a
word. He just walked past her and went straight into the study, and shut the door behind him.
Victoria stayed where she was, frozen. Still trying to recover from the shock and all that had
Happened earlier. Her hands shook as she wanted to speak, to say something… anything.
Finally, she whispered,
“Please… can I use my phone?”
He didn’t turn. His voice was low, almost rough. “Why?”
“I… I need to call my parents,” she said quickly, stumbling over her words.
“The wedding… it’s tomorrow. I have to tell them… tell them to stop worrying.”
He didn’t answer at once. He just stared for a while. Then he nodded slowly.
“We'll do that outside later. I will send someone for you.”
Her chest tightened. “When?” she asked.
“When the time comes,” he said, his voice flat.
“But it's not here and not now.”
She swallowed hard. She wanted to argue, but the fear in her chest made her quiet. He was
Gone before she could even say another word.
The auction was the next day, as Victoria could see them all going to and fro. Luciano had left
Some hours before, a guard came. He didn’t speak much. He only told her the boss had asked
Him to come get her.
Victoria followed suit. She didn't even know where she was going or what she might see.
They rode in the car for some minutes before they finally got off in the front of a hotel. It says
Hotel at the top, but it was really too quiet to be one.
They went into it and when they got to a quiet corridor.
“Where… where is he?” she asked softly, almost afraid her voice would carry.
The guard just nodded to a door at the far end of the hall. “His room.”
Her heart thumped in her chest. Slowly, she walked closer. The door was slightly open. She
Didn't want to go in at first, as she was hearing strange sounds from inside, but after a while, she
leaned closer.
Inside, he was there, but he was naked. She could see him sitting on the edge of the bed with
His trousers slide down to his ankles. A completely naked woman was on top of him, moving
Gracefully as she jerked her head to the back.
The moans were what made Victoria’s stomach knotted, then loosened in a way she hated.
Herself for feeling. Her chest tightened and her breathing caught. She felt warmth spread
Between her legs, something she didn’t want. She wanted to look away, but she couldn’t.
Her mind screamed at her. This isn’t real and this is wrong. He’s dangerous and she really
Shouldn’t feel this. She shouldn’t want this.
But she did. She wanted it. Deep down, she wanted to be the one there. She wanted him to
Touch her like that and she hated herself for it.
She leaned a little closer as she saw him sucking slowly on her huge boobs.
She gasped quietly, covering her mouth. Her hand pressed against the door frame and her
Fingers slipped, the hair pin she was holding fell off her hands.
His head snapped toward the door as she quietly hid by its side. He moved toward the door with
his body tense. Victoria froze with her heart racing. She couldn’t even breathe.
When she saw he was almost close to where she was, she made to go and walked as fast as
She could go across the hall.
"Wait" she heard him say from behind her.
Victoria didn’t move. Her legs felt weak, and her mind was spinning. Desire, fear and shame
They were all tangled inside her. She wanted to run, but where to? She doesn't even know anywhere
here.
He stopped a few steps from her. She could see the faint outline of his chest.
“You shouldn’t be here,” he said,
Victoria whispered, “I… I couldn’t help it.”
“You shouldn’t peek,” he said.
“Next time, you’ll get hurt.”
“I… I just…” she faltered, looking down. Her cheeks burned.
He stepped closer. She took a small step back. Her hand still trembling on the door frame.
“You shouldn’t want this,” he said, and for a second… just a second… she thought she saw
Something like softness in his eyes. But it disappeared immediately.
She bit her lip, trying to control herself, trying to think of something else. Her mind jumped to her
Parents, to the wedding, to everything. But even thinking of that didn’t calm her.
Something inside her ached. She wanted him and she wanted to feel him. And she really hated
Herself for wanting it so badly.
He moved his head slightly, looking all over her. She could see the woman he was with.
Struggling to wear her panties and shove her huge breasts into the lingerie that was now torn.
He was still staring at her, and she couldn’t move. She just stood there, trembling, and her heart
Pounding like it might burst.
Finally, she stepped back as she knew that if she should be there any longer, she might do
Something she really hates as it was just the two in the room.
She moved back slowly and with all the strength in her, she ran out of the hall.
“Wait,” he said again, but she didn’t answer. She couldn’t.
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