SECRET PASSAGE TO MY PANTS

Ariana’s pov~

“ Mateo, is this the right place for this? I know I owe you this for saving me but this is crazy” I started, finding every excuse not to do this.

Guilt ripped me apart as I stayed lost in my thoughts, on one hand, I longed for this in a way.

His attention was something I always envied about my friend, Chiara until she almost killed herself.

“Still thinking” he smiled, I gasped softly and looked at him, how did he know that? 

Mateo managed to get himself up from the bed and winced in pain.

 He moved closer to me, looked down at my lips and then to my eyes where I met his gaze.

I saw that he wanted me, the way his eyes roamed mine turned something on in me.

“ Come with me, baby doll” he grinned, pulling me toward the wall close to the wardrobes.

“Where are you going, Mateo? That’s the wall” I reminded him.

“Do you trust me?” he asked pulling me to his hard chest.

 He wrapped his arm around my waist before looking down at me.

I was awestruck.

 Is this the same Mateo who hated me? This isn't feeling like his usual tease anymore.

He placed his other arm on the wall beside the wardrobe, I looked back at him.

“Yes,” I replied softly. 

I don't know why I feel safer with Mateo.

A very hard man to please, Yet he keeps coming back time and time again.

To save me…

He pressed his weight against the wall and winced in pain, I gasped as the wall creaked as though it was about to collapse on itself.

A doorway opened leading to a dark stairway.

I couldn't believe it, how did it know it was there? How did….

Before I could complete my thought he pulled me close to him and kissed me with so much ferocity.

He tasted like mint.

The passion of his kiss, the way he gnawed at my lower lip before looking down at me, made me instantly wet.

I was speechless, gently he pulled me toward the dark stairway.

The door closed shut behind us and worry started to creep in.

Like sheep to slaughter I followed him blindly.

After all, he is my husband, what could go wrong?

My feelings were all over the place, memories with Silvio flashed in my head and I instantly shook it away.

The bastard bought a star in my name to compensate for trying to have my child miscarried.

Mateo led me safely through the creepy passageway, his hand firmly wrapped around mine as he went.

“my father and I once visited Don Argento, I was about 11 years old at the time” Mateo started.

I couldn't see him well in the dark, but his silhouette wasn't hard to miss, he was a very attractive man even from his back view.

I felt myself soaking wet at the thought of what I was expecting at the end of this journey.

“I had my suspicions that Silvio would put you in this particular room, I anticipated and I prepared” he laughed.

“Im always a step ahead of the bastard” he added.

I was stunned, this was planned?

 “Where are we going, Mateo?” I inquired looking around the dark passageway that was never ending.

He didnt respond but instead, he continued his story.

“My father and Don Argento decided to play a nasty little game like they always do, they decided to swap their sons for the night, a tradition they decided to start,” he said and turned back to look at me in the dark “this is what started our little Rift, Silvio and i”

Soon we saw light, and we stopped in front of a huge well well-decorated wooden door.

I could see it because there was light reflecting from inside the room.

“Don Argento…” he started again, turning away from me as he spoke.

“Is a man to be feared” he finished.

 I could hear a trembling tone at the last statement.

I've never known Mateo to be afraid of anything. 

Nor Anyone….

 But something happened that night the two Dons swapped their sons and started something vile between the two young boys.

My curiosity was starting to get the best of me, I wanted to know more.

I needed to know what happened between these two men and my Old friend Chiara.

He pressed his hand on the handle and turned the key.

He opened the door and we entered a huge room.

I looked around, and what I saw left me in wonder.

There were 3 beds in the room, but each bed was different.

One had thorns sticking out of it. I moved close to it, surely it was fake. 

I touched it “Ouch” I cried, immediately sucking my finger.

“Careful” Mateo warned.

Fear gripped me, “what the hell” I cursed under my breath.

I looked at the other beds, one seemed to wobble and the other was normal.

There were litters of tools for pleasure and pain all over the room.

Instruments I had never seen before.

It terrified me.

“Mateo…. This looks like a torment room”

I mentioned looking around again.

“Welcome to Don Argento’s house of pain” he smiled, pulling me close to him.

“No one will find us here, I promise” he kissed my forehead lightly and slowly moved away from me.

He sat on the normal-looking bed and pointed at the dresser across from me.

“I got you something, bambino, put it on for me”  he smiled.

I walked towards the dresser and picked up the box, I opened it and looked back at him.

“Mateo I told you, I'm not that kind of dancer” I protested.

“I want you to put it on, and dance for me” he started.

 “You are mine now Ariana… and you will do what I say” he paused leaning back into the headboard.

“Put it on '' his tone changed, they were firm and didn't look like he wanted no for an answer.

“Fine, where can I change…”

“Right here, I want to see your beautiful body” he insisted.

I was about to protest again when I saw him start to unbuckle his pants.

Soon he had his long thick veined shaft in his hand.

He stroked it lightly while looking possesively at my body.

“Mateo…” I started but words evaded me.

“Ariana…..” he started, I watched his lips part, and raspy breaths followed as my name left his lips.

 “This is how wild you make me, baby doll, you make me take risks against my own life” his eyes roamed every inch of my body.

 I could tell he was restraining himself from coming up to me and bending me over against this dresser.

The thought of it drove me insane.

I wanted it too.

No man had ever looked at me the way Mateo glared at me right now.

“Take it off, I want to see what I bought with a billion dollars”