He kissed her then his lips soft against hers then becoming more demanding as he pressed her close and she did not stop him quite the opposite. She kissed him back lifting her arms she ran her fingers through his thick blonde hair pressing herself against his body and letting him dominate her mouth. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes,‘Fuck’He threw his leg over the powerful motorbike and pulled her up in front of him again, without a word he drove her back to his villa parked the bike and led her inside. He poured her a glass of wine and went to get changed coming back wearing only cut-off denim shorts he stood by the door his eyes raking over her,‘Come here’He commanded and she walked over to him taking the wine from her he pulled her back into his arms and kissed her possessively.Trina knew she was playing with fire what kind of woman was she running away from one man only to fall into the arms of another stranger? She did not care this time, this man had rescued her an
Trina cycled back down to the port stopping in a side street she propped the bike against a tree and hoped it would be claimed by the owner night had fallen quickly and she was only wearing cut-off jeans and a crop top so she kept moving to keep warm. Keeping to side streets she got as close to the ferry port as she could observing the comings and goings knowing that the small ferry everyone was boarding would be the last until morning. She listened carefully to the people chatting praying to hear an English voice and moving closer she cocked her head,‘Elizabeth, hurry up we can’t miss this one it’s the last ferry’Forcing herself to stay calm she slipped amongst the boarders and caughtElizabeth’s arm,‘Please’The woman stopped and turned to her‘Can I help you?’The man was about to shout at her when he saw the stunning beauty holding his girlfriend's arm‘Yes you can’Trina looked at them both,‘I am English, I have been kidnapped and held here on the island against my will. I ne
She saw the two women glance across at her and then hurry back into the ladies and keeping her head down she tried to become invisible but the workers and holidaymakers were in no hurry taking their time to saunter off the ferry. She had to keep dodging to avoid crashing into them and she stood out like a bright light in the night. The Captain and his crew had been warned to look out for the pretty blonde girl and they soon spotted her as she tried to weave her way down to the port. Signalling to his crew members two of them moved quickly to intercept her catching her before she stepped off the ferry as that would have meant she was a problem for the Italian police force. Trina knew the game was up when strong hands caught her around the waist and lifted her off the ground and she was thrown over a muscled shoulder. The sailor said nothing just turned and carried her back up onto the ferry and into the Captain’s office. When he put her down she wriggled free of him and tried to make a
Trina winced when she woke up the next morning, every part of her hurt but she would not stay in bed she managed to shower and put on a mint green linen suit, it was loose and cool and hid most of her bruises. Limping she headed down to the dining room her stomach rumbling with hunger, everything stopped when she walked into the room. They all turned to look at her and she blushed delicately unsure of what they would do or say to her and it was Gino who came to her rescue,‘Buongiorno piccola farfallina, non ti aspettavamo per colazione, siediti qui accanto a me. Lascia che ti porti del cibo.’ [Good morning little farfallina, we did not expect you for breakfast, sit here next to me. Let me get you some food.]Trina gratefully smiled at him; he was the Italian version of Anthony and she was grateful that he cared. She sat beside him nibbling on a piece of toast the effort of getting to the Dining Room had taken away her appetite. He piled food on her plate and she smiled at him then sh
He said and she pushed herself up straddling him,‘What did you just say?’She was looking straight into his eyes and his sparkled with love,‘I love you, I tried not to but I’m not fighting it any more, I love you my little farfallina. I want to marry you.’‘You love me?’She slithered off him and stood up,‘No, no, you do not treat someone you love like this. You possess me, you think you own me but love? Why would you lock someone you love up?’It was not the reaction he wanted,‘I have apologised for that. I made a mistake, I will never do that to you again, I give you my word.’She wanted to believe him,‘You will not change Marco, I know you mean it right now but what happens when I do something you don’t like? What happens when I refuse to do what you want?’He pulled her close and kissed her,‘We can work on it baby, if you will help me I will try. If you will give me a chance I will do all I can to prove it to you.’He kissed her neck and across her shoulder,‘With you by my
‘Baby you have to walk, I’m sorry’Looking around she saw one of the fleet of cars the staff used and did not hesitate to confiscate it.‘Get out’She commanded the driver who looked confused when she told him to take the rest of the day off. The two Guards helped her get Sergio into the back seat and then stood back as she drove off, she had not passed her test but she had taken plenty of lessons. The car jerked a couple of times as she remembered what to do and Sergio groaned in pain,‘Fuck, fuck, I’m sorry’Trina grimaced putting the automatic into to drive and moving slowly out of the main gates onto the road. As she turned towards his villa, the two Guards raced across to the office to explain what they had done to Marco.Trina did not care how bad her driving was as she raced the car through the narrow streets knocking off the wing mirrors of her car and sometimes she passed too close to walls and stalls scraping the sides and knocking over the simple wooden stalls. It was more
It was their law, that a woman had no choice once a Don, especially the Grand Don's Son took a wife she was his property to do with as he wished. Trina had seen some of the women married to the other Dons they were little more than pretty appendages. They had to look immaculate at all times, when they were pregnant they were forbidden to go out and forced to stay in their villas until after the birth. The Don would then indulge himself with any of the young pretty women in his Mafia ‘family’. None of the women had any choices, if the Don wanted you he had you, many of the younger females were not virgins when they married, it was the Don's privilege to take it and very few declined.Trembling with fear she picked up her phone and moved to the bathroom locking the door she turned on the shower and sat on the toilet seat leaning her head against the cool tiles and pressed his number,‘Hey pretty girl, how are you?’Anthony’s cheerful voice almost broke her,‘He is arranging our wedding’
He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist pressing her back against him,‘When we are married it is your job to please me little farfallina, it will be your only job and you will do it’His arms tightened around her and he whispered in her ear,‘If you disobey me I will punish you and you know how much I enjoy that’He cupped her breasts and then tugged her nipples making her whimper in pain then he rolled them between his fingers,‘Lets go home I want to play with all these new toys‘ He slapped her ass hard and she shivered knowing what he wanted and back at the villa he did not wait running up the stairs tugging her behind him he locked the door,‘Get your clothes off’He ordered gruffly and she did as he asked but before she could kneel as he usually requested he caught her wrists and cuffed them then attached them to an overhead chain. He tugged the chain so that her arms were ov