CHAPTER EIGHT: HAVE ME

A large room silhouetted in a dim red light. That was what I was standing in. My pulse was drumming in my ears as I looked around in utter devastation. Vincenzo had a red room. An actual red room properly equipped with some familiar and unfamiliar BDSM items. Catching my attention first was the red four poster bed, it looked so comfy and enticing. There were Chains, handcuffs, leather belts, whips and I had to squint hard to be sure of what was next to the gags--Packets of candy!

“You have a red room.” I whispered to him like he wasn't aware.

“Pleasure room.” He corrected but to me, it meant the same thing.

He held my sweaty hand and took me further into the room.

“This is how I give and take pleasure. I wanted to properly prepare you for it but it seems I’ve got an impatient little brat on my hands.” He glanced over at me, a dangerous look flashed in his hard eyes. “Are you up for it, vanilla girl?”

Vanilla girl? Was that meant to be a rile up?

I lifted a confident chin at him and said, “I love a pleasurable challenge.”

His jaw tightened as if to stop himself from smiling. “That’s what they all say at first.” He mumbled, looking ahead to the row of cuffs.

They? I blinked, reiterating his last statement.

“So you’ve brought other women in here?” I asked before I could stop myself.

Vincenzo didn’t reply at first, he just picked up a cuff and my stomach dropped. “That’s not important, Cara.”

He reached out to me but I moved away. “It is to me!”

He blew out a hard breath and scrubbed a hand down his face. “Yes. I’ve brought other women in here.”

A hot pang of jealousy hit me directly in the heart.

“I don’t think I want to do this anymore.” I shook my head, turned away from him.

“You can’t be jealous about past sexual acquaintances, cara.”

“Cara? You call me that every time, is it the name of your favorite sexual acquaintance!?” I was sounding like a jealous girlfriend right now but I didn’t care.

“Cara is a term of endearment. It simply means ‘dear’.” He explained with a scowl.

I turned to look at him but my eyes leveled with his heaving chest. I looked away quickly when I made a swift glance at his groin area. Gulp.

“Come here, my sweet.” He pulled me roughly, plastering me against his hot body.

“Stop it! Let go off me!” I pushed against him, raining hard blows on his chest and then accidentally, I hit his face.

I gasped, covering my mouth and staggered away from his loose hold. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to...” I watched his expressionless face with fear, hoping he doesn’t hit me back.

“I’m not a monster, Jessica.” He gritted out. He called me by my name for the first time since we met. It felt like we were suddenly strangers again.

I pressed the heel of my palm to my aching forehead, breathing in and out. I waited for him to say something but he didn’t, he was only watching me intensely.

“Okay.” I put my hands up. “If we’re going to do this, It’ll be on my terms.” I raised a strict finger at him.

He scoffed, amused. “It was always on your terms, mi amore.” He told me in a deep sexy voice. “The best way to control a woman is to let her have control.” He added.

I signed a deal with this man and I knew what I was getting into when I did. Now was not the time to regret, now was the time to be ravished.

I took a step closer to him and whispered, “Have me.”

I saw the exact moment Vincenzo's restraint snapped.

"Repeat that for me, bellissima.” He growled, dangerously as if giving me the option to back out.

There was no backing out.

“Have me.” I repeated, placing my shaky hands on his hard naked chest.

With hooded dark eyes and a beastly grunt, he fixed my wrists together and cuffed them. He leaned towards my ear and drawled, “Your wish is my command.”