3 ~ You'll All Pay!

I thought back to the reason I had offered myself for the auction, the main reason I had put up with all that's been going on since I got here. I channeled all that rage into answering Raphael's question.

"I want those who took everything from me to pay," I whispered in his ear, my breath hot against his skin. "Help me get what’s mine, and you'll have my body, heart, and hopefully your answers as well."

His eyes widened slightly before he slowly lowered his head. He leaned in, brushing his lips against my neck, his voice thick with authority. "You’re already mine, Selene. The moment we met, you were under my protection. But for you and a little bit of fun along the way... I’ll destroy them all."

I let out a sigh of relief, glad that I could buy myself some time to get out of my current situation. If I could persuade Raphael to assist me, perhaps things would improve.

But then his lips moved further down my body. They trailed over my shoulder and grazed my collarbone. A shiver ran through me, and he grinned wickedly. "Intriguing..."

A flash of heat burned in my core. This is wrong, I tried to tell myself.

"Hey! I thought we already agreed on not—"

"We?" Raphael asked, cutting me off mid-sentence. His mouth was now hovering over my ear, his teeth grazing it gently.

"Um... What do you think you're doing?" I managed to choke out, unable to hide how turned on I felt by his touch.

"Doing? You don't need to worry—this is for you," he replied, kissing my earlobe before trailing down my neck. "Your punishment for hurting me earlier."

I couldn't believe this was happening again. My body was betraying me even though I knew better. I was still a virgin, and yet, I wanted him to take me, to make love to me, to claim me as his own.

I moaned softly when he started to trail kisses across my chest. It wasn't long before his tongue reached the top of my nightdress, tracing my cleavage. I clenched my fists in an effort to stop shaking.

This is wrong, I repeated over and over inside my head but my body refused to listen. I lifted my hips in silent invitation, my mind screaming at me to resist but my body demanding more.

Raphael's lips found mine, and I lost myself in his embrace. Our tongues danced together, and his hands slipped underneath my dress, stroking my thighs.

"Ahh," I moaned into his mouth, arching my back and pushing my breasts into his face.

I've gone too far, I told myself. There will be consequences if we continue like this, especially given what's happened so far tonight.

I placed a hand over his lips, momentarily stopping him to ask my final question. "If we're going to do this. Would it be possible to get a billion dollars' worth of damages? Being your plaything won't cut it, so I'll love to return to my work like nothing spectacular transpired tonight... Sir."

Raphael looked surprised for a moment before chuckling darkly. "Are you sure about this? Your family has some pretty high expectations for you."

It seemed like there might actually be some good news after all. "Yes, I am sure. I can only hope to repay them by getting revenge on those bastards my way."

"In that case, I suppose I can spare some funds. I wouldn't mind playing with you every once in a while, either. Why don't we work something out later?"

My eyes went wide with surprise. That sounds promising... but why does he sound so amused?

I narrowed my eyes suspiciously, but he just smirked back at me.

He grabbed my chin and brought our faces closer, our noses nearly touching. "Now, let's finish up what we came here for first. Get rid of those flimsy clothes of yours and let's get busy."

My eyes trailed to the tent-shaped bulge pushing against the wrapped towel on his waist.

He's really enjoying himself right now, huh? How can he be so brazen? Is it because he knows I'm in no position to object or refuse?

"We're married, you know... For a waitress at a bar, this shouldn't be too difficult, should it, little rabbit?" He whispered into my ear.

What a jerk!

The words surprisingly sent another wave of heat rushing through me. He swiftly ripped off one of the straps of my nightdress, leaving me partly naked. I pushed back from him, trying to hide my embarrassment.

"What are you waiting for?" Raphael said impatiently, reaching out to grab my wrist.

"Sir!"

"Don't act so shy, little rabbit. Remember, we're married; consider this just one of your duties to the great Delano family. If you want to live happily ever after and have your plans play out as easily as with the snap of your fingers, then you have to obey me, understand?"

"Fuck you, you self-conceited jerk!" I muttered spitefully beneath my breath, trying to keep from losing control. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself.

A small smile played at his lips. "So you did hear me, hm? I thought maybe you were pretending not to. Now, come on! Strip yourself and show me that beautiful skin of yours! The only one who's going to get fucked is you."

His voice had changed. It sounded almost playful, and it made my blood run cold. I didn't say anything else. I simply pulled off the rest of my clothes without hesitation, baring myself to him.

I turned around slowly, standing facing away from him. I felt his gaze burning into my backside as I lowered my arms, letting the fabric slide down my shoulders and fall to the floor. His eyes traveled over my bare flesh, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You're quite stunning, aren't you? You have a wonderful body, little rabbit..."

"Shut up! I'm not interested in your compliments!" I snapped, turning around and fixing my hair.

Raphael's eyes widened slightly. "Oooh, I see you're angry again. What exactly do you find so offensive about hearing praise? Or was it when I called you a 'little rabbit'? Did you hate that too? Or perhaps the fact that I'm a man who wants to fuck you? Tell me which part you hated most."

"...Just stop already," I mumbled softly, feeling my cheeks flush with anger. My fists clenched tightly together.

I saw the gleam of mischief in his eye as he approached me, grabbing both my wrists and pinning them above my head.

"There's nothing wrong with having sexual desires. In fact, it's natural. Don't deny it; I know you have urges too."

"Stop saying stupid things, sir! There's nothing between us!"

"Oh really? Then how could you possibly explain the way you reacted earlier? Look at how hard you're clenching your hands. And what's this? Are you trying to fight back? Trying to resist my touch? I think it's obvious you like being touched, don't you? Especially by someone who looks like me."

"That doesn't mean—"

"Hmm, I see you've got a stubborn streak. But you'll never win if you try to resist me. You're still a virgin, yes? Do you know how many women I've taken before you? Your reaction was pretty cute. It made me want to tease you more... and I'm willing to bet that even though you tried to pretend you weren't interested, you secretly wanted it. Am I wrong? Let's go ahead and test it out."

I was silent, unable to respond.

He stared directly into my eyes and began tracing his finger along the nape of my neck.

There it was again, that momentary pause after a brief contact with my skin. That sensation made my heart race. I shuddered as I waited for the next touch, but instead he let go and backed away, moving further away from me until he reached the wall.

He leaned against the wood paneling, crossing his arms behind his head, looking satisfied with himself. "Now then, let's make a deal. We can either take our time, enjoy ourselves, and make love all night long... or we can skip right past all that and just go straight to fucking each other's brains out."

I glared at him, feeling my cheeks burn red with humiliation.

This guy's sick in the head! A great quality that dignifies his line of work so perfectly.

"How does that sound? It's completely up to you, and there won't be any complaints from me if you decide to forego the sweet seduction and have sex now. Just tell me which option you prefer."

"...Fine, we'll do it your way. Fuck me now, I don't need to fuel your ego any longer than it is, o great Delano."

I'm so going to regret those words. I could feel it.

"Good answer. This is how it's done: put your arms above your head and hold onto the headboard as I apply some lube. Once I'm ready, I'll enter you slowly and carefully." He spoke casually while applying lubricant to his fingers and then rubbed it between my legs.

I bit down on my lips and swallowed hard. I'd always heard notorious stories of Mafia Boss Raphael Delano, yet here I was, about to become the object of his lustful desire. Was I really prepared to accept such an act? I couldn't help but wonder whether I would regret it later.

But deep down, I knew that this wasn't something I could turn down. I didn't care anymore. I was desperate and helpless. I needed this.

Once he finished rubbing the lubricant inside me, I held tight to the bed frame. The warmth of the fluid spread through my body, causing me to tremble slightly.

Father. Stepmother and whoever was also in on your plan against me and my late mother. You'll all pay for the pain you've made me endure, starting TOMORROW!

"Okay, I'm going to push forward now," he said, holding his hips back. I could sense the pressure building within me. "Here goes...!"