A prisoner in one night

Chapter 8

Alphonso’s Pov.  

I had just finished telling my mother all about me and Tara’s plan because I knew that if my mother ever had her way, she would get us married in a week.

“You are being a too lenient young man, what in fucks name has my little fiery choice done to you?”

I smile at her as she gazes at me in surprise. Did she just call Tara her little fiery choice?

It makes me laugh so I reply confidently.

“I want to unravel the mystery of who she is, she interests me, in ways no one not even myself can understand.”

Knowing my mother all too well, I knew that she still wasn’t that convinced so she asked.

“But 31 days? that’s a lot of time.”

I almost drop a loud sigh of exasperation before replying.

“In the end, Ma, I will make the choices.”

She nods after seeing my persistence.

“Fine, I would be traveling for a month anyway, I just hope that when I get back, you will be giving me good news.”

I grin.

“I sure would.”

It’s now midnight and I decide to visit Tara ‘s room one more time before going to bed.

She was still unconscious from the martial arts move that I did on her.

The maids had changed her from her dress to her nightwear. It was a yellow plain nightgown but somehow, she looked so beautiful in it.

She looked so innocent; I couldn’t resist touching her face and moving closer to sniff her hair. 

Damm, she smelled of Vanilla and flowers, roses to be precise. 

Why does my heart feel so heavy when I come close to her like this? My mind crosses to when she tried to jump over the balcony and I laugh at that.

After a moment of admiration, I kiss her eyelids.

“Sleep well, Tara”

I can’t wait to see her tomorrow; I better go sleep, so Tomorrow comes faster.

…..

The next morning Santiago’s face was the first to greet me in my room after I had freshened up, Sly bastard, the missing right-hand man of mine that has been nowhere to be found since yesterday. Always likes to turn up after the main show.

“She is damn hot.” Was the first line that he greeted me with that morning. I can’t believe that he dared to objectify my Princess. He must have forgotten that my boundaries are wide enough and attempting to cross them is treason.

I cringe at his words, basically because it isn’t something that should be coming from his mouth but mine, pulling out a gun from my weapon cabinet in my room and moving to him.

“What… what did I do wrong Boss!”

I sneered at him as I began pointing the gun at his crotch.

“No one calls My Alcantara hot without my permission, No male can talk to her, without my permission, No male can as hell lay a finger on her and lastly every thought you have about My Mami should remain in your Damm head, where they belong. Do I make myself clear?”

He nods without a word and I smile, patting him on the head

 “Good boy, for a second I thought you were trying to undress My lady in that rotten head of yours.”

“Oh no Boss, give me some credit, I would never do such.”

I decided to dress less casually today since I didn’t feel like where we were about to go required that much effort, the only effort I wanted to give now was for Alcantara.

Going straight to the point I asked.

“So, what’s our plans for today?”

He straightens up and responds.

“We are supposed to be meeting with Don Antonio Blanco, he says that he would like to see you this afternoon for a business proposal.”

I grin at the news. “Interesting, I have all morning then, let me go see My princess.”

Tara was already awake when I arrived at her room, she was standing by the balcony staring outside the horizon in a floral blue gown, I resisted the urge to rush up to her and hug her from behind, letting my tongue taste her skin from her neck.

I tried shaking those thoughts from my head and cleared my throat instead, this got her attention and she turned abruptly to look at me.

The disappointment on her face was not hidden as she dropped an

“Oh..it’s you”

I scoff as I walk up to her and grab her towards me, she was so close that I could feel her breath on mine, that was what I liked.

Why the hell does she make me do this.?

I have been pining even in my sleep to see her face and even put on one of my best outfits to get her attention and all I get is an oh?

Does this woman know how much lovemaking I had with her in my dreams to even think of it now makes my body shudder again.

Does she know how hard it is to hold her right now in my arms without taking her lips to mine and tasting her in every way possible?

I can’t believe someone like her could try my patience in such an excruciating way that I can only wish that I had remained in my sleep as that is the only place she likes me better.

“What do you want from me, Alphonso? I am already a prisoner, let me accept my fate in this hell hole disguised as paradise.”

I used my free hand to tilt her head from her jaw up, so she could look at me in the eye.

“I am the one that’s been imprisoned, Tara, I am the one locked in my active desires and unable to even move an inch, you can leave your room at least, get some fresh air, and enjoy yourself.”

I continue.

“Tara, I can’t leave my head as it is entirely consumed with thoughts of you and I can’t get out of it too, so yes I am the prisoner here. You have imprisoned me Tara in less than 24 hours and the fucked up thing is that I like this prison so very fucking much.