9. First Kiss

Marco dragged Caterina to his room. He roughly dumps her sexy body onto the bed. Her face was flushed with a fierce look. His breath was ragged, his blood rushing. He looked like a predator about to pounce on his prey.

The athletic man also climbed onto the bed. He unbuttoned his shirt one by one while his gaze never left Caterina's face. He couldn't wait to fuck her body. He wanted to feel the sensation of making love to a woman who didn't want him.

“What do you want?” Caterina stared in fear. Her heart raced when she met the gaze she received. Cold sweat started to break out; she could imagine what Marco would do to her.

When Marco was about to pounce on her, Caterina immediately dodged. She jumped off the bed with lightning speed. She ran to the door, about to leave the room. When she turned the handle, the door was locked from the inside.

Marco smiled lasciviously when he saw the panic on Caterina's face.

“You can't go anywhere now. Even if you scream, no one will care; tonight you will be mine.” Marco said with satisfaction.

“Don't think you can touch me!” Caterina continued to resist. She banged on the door, hoping it would open with all the strength and power she had.

Marco laughed slightly as he walked closer. His steps were slow and deliberate, as if he was enjoying the panic and fear that was haunting Caterina.

“Open the door!” Caterina shouted at the top of her lungs, banging on the door. Her panic could not be contained now. She did not want her virginity to fall into the hands of a man she did not love.

“It's useless for you to scream; you'll only waste your energy by rebelling like that.” Marco stopped right behind Caterina.

Caterina was even more afraid now, until her body trembled. Her legs seemed to lose the strength to support her weight.

“You'll like it once you try it. There is no one who doesn't like sex.” Marco continued to say.

Caterina chuckled in annoyance. She used to carry a secret weapon with her wherever she went. It was always tucked away in her clothes and shoes. However, when she escaped from Lonardo's luxurious mansion, she brought nothing but the clothes on her body and the money her father gave her. She thought she could start a new life after escaping from Leonardo. Instead, she found herself in the lair of an even deadlier predator.

Caterina looked around the room with the corner of her eye. She was looking for something she could use as a tool to fight back. There were only the two of them in this room, so her victory rate would be greater. Until Caterina's gaze fell on the vase on the table. The vase was made of ceramic and could be used as a weapon.

“Come here, babe.” Marco said with great tenderness. He came closer, pressed Caterina's body against the doorframe, and brought his face closer. His face came closer and closer, until their breaths collided.

Caterina closed her eyes with a heart that almost stopped beating.

Marco pressed his lips to Caterina's sexy lips. He crushed those lips gently, enjoying the sensation when the soft, slightly wet object touched his lips. Caterina was silent, as this was her first time kissing.

Marco smiled a little when Caterina stopped resisting. He broke the kiss, then looked at Caterina's face with pleasure. “Do you like it?” The man asked in a hoarse, lustful voice.

Caterina remained silent.

Marco was getting excited. He crushed Caterina's lips again, but this time more brutally than before. He crushed, bit, and sucked those lips. As if Caterina's lips were candy that gave a sweet and pleasant sensation.

Marco's tongue began to break into Caterina's mouth. It searched for Caterina's tongue. He linked their tongues, then exchanged saliva. Caterina couldn't lie to herself that she was beginning to enjoy and become aroused as Marco's play began to escalate. Caterina felt hot when Marco's hands began to slip under her clothes.

“Aaah.” Caterina sighed when Marco squeezed her breasts.

Marco was even more excited when he heard that sigh. He embraced Caterina's body, carried her in his arms, and stepped onto the bed. Marco threw Caterina's body onto the bed. He continued to crush Caterina's lips as his hands tried to remove their clothes.

Marco's movements quickened as Caterina responded to his licks. His lust was getting the better of him, as if he couldn't wait for the union.

Caterina's hand reached for the vase of flowers on the bedside table. When Marco was about to perform the union, Caterina immediately hit Marco's head roughly. Marco gasped; he felt pain in his head. Fresh blood flowed from between his hair. Marco touched his head; his face became so red when he realized that he was hurt.

“Damn it! You dare hit me!” Marco hit Caterina roughly in the face. It turned out that hitting Marco's head with a flower vase did not immediately paralyze him. He was hurt, but he didn't fall at all. No wonder he was the head of the mafia.

“I won't spare you!” Marco was furious. He strangled Caterina's neck tightly. Caterina tried to rebel; she tried to break Marco's grip on her neck. Her face began to turn red, her breathing began to falter due to lack of oxygen.

Caterina thought she was going to die now. Because Marco was really angry about what he had done. Caterina began to weaken; she no longer rebelled, and her hands fell weakly. She was suddenly unconscious.

Seeing Caterina lose consciousness, Marco suddenly panicked. He released his chokehold on Caterina's neck, because he didn't want her to die now. He checked for a pulse, still felt although it was very weak.

“Kate! Caterina!” Marco called out by gently patting Caterina's cheek, but there was no response at all. Caterina was dying now.

Marco quickly got out of bed, put his clothes back on, and rushed to call the doctor.