Chapter Seventeen

She hissed and of course, he had no intention of being beaten by a girl so he tried to use his strength against her. Juliette had been taught well as soon as he shifted his weight she carried out her threat snapping his wrist with a deft twist. His scream of pain echoed around the villa and Guards came running from all directions coming to a stop in astonishment at the sight of the beautiful young girl standing innocently to one side while the Guard howled in pain.

‘Che cazzo sta succedendo qui?'[What the fuck is going on here?’]

Grand Don Santini walked out of the main door and the Guards instantly stood to attention,

‘Mi dispiace Don Santini, perdona la mia goffaggine, sono inciampato e caduto e penso di essermi rotto il polso.’ [I am sorry Don Santini, forgive my clumsiness, I tripped and fell and think I have broken my wrist.]   

The Don walked over and helped his Guard to his feet,

‘Portalo in ospedale’ [Get him to the hospital]

He commanded and his men moved quickly Santini walked over to his daughter and she controlled her emotions forcing down the hate that bubbled up inside her. She did not know why the Guard had covered for her, her instincts told her he was embarrassed that a slip of a girl had got the better of him. Juliette cursed herself, he would watch her more closely now she had to be careful and not arouse any more suspicions.

Santini gripped her chin and forced her to look at him,

‘My daughter’

He said in English his eyes raking over her taking in her lush perfect body, incredible hair and stunning eyes, she was much more beautiful than her Mother. His thoughts were far from Fatherly as she stood brazenly staring back at him,

‘You have not earned the right to that title’

She sneered at him and pushed his hands away,

‘I do not consider a rapist as a Father, you are just a sperm donor, nothing more’

Holding her head high she walked past him into the villa and her insolence aroused and angered him, she was more like her Mother than she knew, he thought. Following her inside he caught her and pushed her against the wall his hand on her throat,

‘You are my daughter and you will learn to obey me or I will punish you’

He hissed close to her ear,

‘Or what? You will rape me like you did my Mother? Are you really that sick? You disgust me.’

She broke free of him again but stood her ground he was very impressed she was not afraid of him and he could not help his body’s response, it had been many years since a woman had aroused him as much as his own daughter did. Controlling himself he turned to his Guards,

‘Rinchiuderla’ [Lock her up]

He ordered and she was grabbed by two burly men and dragged up the stairs to be thrown into a bedroom the door lock clicking loudly as it was turned. Juliette searched the room, there were clothes in her size taken from her mother's home and a lovely ensuite bathroom with everything she could need. There was a balcony that overlooked the ocean which meant there was no escape that way she thought, there was nothing else she could do but change into her pyjamas and go to bed. She was deeply asleep when he came into the room and stood by her bed watching her his feelings were mixed, on the one hand, he felt a certain pride that this feisty beautiful young woman was his daughter. On the other his eyes roamed greedily over her body, she was wearing a tiny pair of shorts and a crop top that barely covered her ripe young body. It was a warm night and in her sleep, she had pushed down the sheet covering her so he could see all that he desired.  In the moonlight his eyes darkened with lust, she was not his daughter, like she had said he had just donated the sperm, he did not view her in that way. She was his possession, he owned her and he would tame her, he traced his fingers up her leg to her thigh, it was going to give him great pleasure breaking her in. He felt himself hardening at the thought, she would fight him every step of the way and that would make it all the more enjoyable for him. He let his fingers graze across her shorts she stirred and moved her legs and without stopping to think he pushed aside the material and stroked her core. Juliette moaned softly in her sleep and he pulled himself free of his pants rubbing her wet juices over his cock he relieved himself just by looking at her wetness. Grunting he grabbed some tissues from her bedside and wiped himself clean,

‘La prossima volta non sarò così gentile, starai urlando mentre lo spingo profondamente nella tua piccola figa stretta’ [Next time I will not be so kind, you will be screaming as I ram it deeply into your tight little pussy]

He left her alone and when she woke the next morning she felt dirty without knowing why, standing under the shower she scrubbed at herself until she was raw and only then did she feel clean. Dressing in jeans and a t-shirt and pulling on trainers she dragged her hair into a messy ponytail and knocked on the door. It was opened by a Guard who indicated she followed him and he led her down into the dining room.

‘Sit’

He ordered in English and then went in to see the Cook a few minutes later he returned with a bowl of fresh fruit and a plate of bread, Italian ham and cheese. Juliette ignored the food and poured herself a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice looking under her lashes she studied the room carefully,

‘You must eat’

The Guard prompted and she pushed the plate away,

‘Non puoi dirmi cosa fare’ [You do not tell me what to do]

She stood up and walked to the patio doors tugging them open she wandered into the garden and the Guard hurried to follow her grabbing her arm,

‘You must come back inside now’