Dante.After Layla told me what Emilio did, I waited for her to her to leave the room before standing to my feet and storming out of the house, slamming the door behind me. I only had one sole purpose in mind, and that was to meet him. A couple of minutes of reckless driving and I was at his house in moments. I parked my car right at the entrance, and ignoring the butler's greeting, I strided in, yelling his name at the top of my voice as I walked in."Where the hell are you, Emilio!" I called out at the top of my voice when no response was forthcoming. He finally appeared at thr top of the stairs, his brows furrowed in confusion as he made his way down to the ground floor. My entire body was thrumming, my fury barely controlled."What is going on Dante, why did you yell my name like that?" He asked as he walked up to me. Without giving him a response, I rushed up to him and punched him on the face. Hjd head whipped to the side and he clutched his chin as he groaned out the pain. "Wh
Layla.Finally, the long awaited day has arrived. It's moving day. I looked around the apartment, watching how we somehow managed to fit thousands of memories into big brown boxes. It's surreal to think about. Someone wrapped a hand around me from behind and when I turned around, I realized it was Dante. A huge smile appeared on my face as I leaned up to kiss him."Hey there! How are you doing?" He asked, growling his words against my skin. I chuckled, reaching outy hand to caress his neck."Fine, I guess. Still looking around and trying to soak it all in." I responded, returning my gaze back to the room."The moving company will be here soon, they will be in charge of all the heavy boxes while we just take the essentials. We have to leave soon.""In that case, I have all my essentials here with me." I said as I turned around to face him, wrapping my hand around his neck, letting his slowly sway me around."And what would those essentials be, if I may ask?" Dante murmured, leaning in
Layla.Emilio guided us into the house, showing us our rooms. Mine was a bit farther from the boys, but when I walked into the personal suite, I couldn't be mad. It looked like something that had dropped out of a fairytale. There was a huge queen size bed sitting in the middle of the huge space, a seating area and a grand wardrobe. Let's not even mention the beautiful vanity placed in a dainty corner of the room."Wow... It's so beautiful." I muttered aloud as I sauntered into the room. The rug under my feet felt so soft, I almost felt guilty for stepping on it with my shoes. Everything screamed money and to be honest, I was absolutely in love with it."I'm glad you like it." Emilio's voice came from behind me and I turned to him, a small smile framing my face."Thank you for the beautiful room." I muttered shyly, fiddling with my fingers. He didn't say anything else, but the look on his face had my heart skipping a beat. "Um... We should probably go join the others." I said aloud wh
Layla.I woke with a splitting headache the next morning. Groaning quietly, I grabbed my head, turning away from the bright light shining directly into my eyes, curling into myself. The dull ache persisted and I finally forced my eyes open."Maybe, I did drink too much last night." Why does my head hurt so badly?" I murmured as I sat up on the bed."A glass of water should help." A voice spoke, startling me. I looked up and was surprised to see it was Emilio standing next to be my bed, already dressed up with a glass of water already in his hands. I squinted at him, a brow raised. When did he walk in and his long as he been in my room?Emilio must have seen the question in my eyes as he opened his mouth to speak. "I just walked in here. Came with this glass of water because of I'm sure you'll be hungover due to way you drank last night." He explained. I let out a breath, accepting the glass of water from him and drinking all the water in a matter of seconds. The pounding reduced but
Layla.That night, after dinner Dante came to see me in my room. I was lying on my bed, scrolling through my phone when I heard a knock on the door. Pausing slightly, I called out for the person behind it to walk in before going back to pressing my phone. Dante strolled in, heading straight to my bed as he sat at the edge of it."Hey there..." I muttered, smiling. "Come to see me?" I asked."Yes, and I also wanted to ask me you something as well." He answered."Really? What is it?" I asked, sitting up on the bed, giving him my full attention. His expression changed subtly but he spoke anyway."Did you speak with Emilio today?" He asked and I felt my heart skip a beat, my blood running cold. Seems like Emilio must have gone ahead to tell Dante after promising he wouldn't. That liar."Y...es" I drawled, eyeing Dante cautiously. Dante just chuckled, shaking his head. I bit my lip, my mind jumping to all of the worst case scenarios of how this conversation could go wrong."Don't worry. It
Layla.I slowly drifted back to consciousness, utterly confused. My head felt thickand muzzy as if I had been speaking and suddenly woke upto find that I had dozed off in the middle of a precarious situation. Feeling my surroundings, I realized that I had been placed on a very soft bed, cool air brushing against my naked skin.Wait... What? Where am I?I tried to move but quickly realized to my horror that it was impossible. This confusion soon spun into panic as a spike of adrenalinerushed through my veins. I was bound, and there wassomething covering my eyes, a dark blindfold. Like an animalcaught in a trap I instinctively thrashed, trying to break free.No chance.Oh my God! This is not happening!I forced myself to take long slow breaths, while Iattempted to understand what exactly had happened, and how I had gotten here in this place.I had been sitting in the kitchen area when all three men walked in and tried began to to talk with me. Flustered, I had gulped down the g
Emilio."So... What did she say?" I asked Dante after he stepped out of the room, his lips pursed in a grim line. He narrowed his eyes at me before letting out a sigh and running a hand through his hair, rubbing his neck afterward."Well, she agreed to it. Butt she's still very scared. You'll have to be very gentle with her." He muttered."Of course," I replied, hating the relief I felt at his words. He peered at him, a disgruntled expression."I'm being serious here. You have to be gentle with her. I won't hesitate to barge into that place if I find out you made her uncomfortable in any way." He stated, his voice stern.I raised my hands in a sure sign of surrender. "I won't harm her, really. If she's really against it, I'll stop." I said. He stared at me for a while, his gaze weary before letting out a sigh of resignation."Okay... Our deal still stands, yes.""Definitely. I'll have her for two days and then you'll be introduced into the picture." I told him. He nodded, but I still
Layla."I want to touch your breasts."Those words resounded in my ears multiple times, my heart pounding in my chest. I deal dryly, my head jerking into a nod. I felt him move closer, his scent and heat filling my nostrils and causing my entire body to go warm. Before long, his fingers settled on my neck, and he applied a little pressure on it before sliding it down my neck, through the valley between my breasts. I held my breath, my heart racing. Squeezing my eyes against the blindfold, I waited for the inevitable.One hand soon reached for my right breast and she cupped it higher, before slowly squeezing it. A gasp escaped my lips, my entire skin burning up. He let out a low growl of desire and did it again, kneading my breast between his fingers. I gasped softly again, when he flicked my taut nipple with his thumb, pleasure zinging through my veins.His other hand soon occupied my other breasts and before I knew it, he was kneading both with his hands. I could feel myself grow wet