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CHAPTER SIX

Author: PEAZY
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MARCELLAS POV

Hello? Mom?  I called through the phone, I could hear the relief and joy in her voice as she responded.

Baby, where are you my love

I cant tell you mom, but I’m safe and…”

Are you out of your mind?” Antonio yelled yanking the phone from my hands.

What the hell!I yelled back

I told you no fucking phone calls without my knowledge. Why the hell will you do that?”

I needed to call my mom, its being weeks and she’s probably crying herself to death

I don’t give a fuck about that Marcella. Do you realize what you have just done?He questioned, slamming the phone on the table just as Alberta walked in.

Forgive me sir I must have left the phone unattended. Alberta apologized.

This not your fault Alberta, just stay out of it.” he assured her

…and its my fault? I questionedIts my fault I cant choose whom to marry? Its my fault I have to hide even from my own parents? Its my fucking fault my life is miserable now?”

Don’t be pathetic, you agreed to the terms of staying here, and right now your actions may have just exposed our location.

I missed my mother. I missed home!I retorted.

I understand, but you still have to bear the consequences of your actions.

You’re going to get punished marcella.He said staring straight at me. I hope you understand this. I shook my head.

You mean you didn’t read the entire contract? He questioned worriedly.

I shook my head again as I saw Alberta walk away. The atmosphere suddenly became tense. I couldn’t place a description on the look on Antonios face. I tilted my head subconsciously in attempt to read his expression, that’s when I noticed he looked lean than he was when I first saw him. He had traces of worry on his face. He looked like he needed some sleep and a break from his hectic schedule.

When was the last time you slept? I blurted out. He turned away from me before replying:

Don’t worry about it” he said blankly

You need some sleep Antonio, you have men all over the parameter, you deserve a break.”

I said don’t worry about it. He repeated without turning. I walked up behind him, then I hugged him from behind.

I appreciate the protection, but you need to rest. Come on…” I encouraged holding him by the hand and dragging him behind me, without hesitation he followed my lead. Just when we arrived at the entrance of his bedroom, he swinged me around and brought my face so close to his. I could smell the familiar minty breath. He smiled then kissed my forehead. I smiled back and raised myself on tippy toes before kissing his lips shyly.

He giggled at my attempt to reach his height, and without notice he slammed his lips into mine. I returned the kiss passionately as I tried to savor all the taste I could find in his mouth. Then suddenly, he pushed me back.

Take off your cloths and lay on the bed princess, youre going to get punished. I didn’t know what he meant but I was excited to be in his bed. I hurriedly pulled down my jeans and T shirt. I hopped onto the bed with a big smile plastered on my face. Antonio walked to a drawer nearby and brought out a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs and a red ball, I panicked and he could tell.

Its okay princess I will be gentle.” he assured then locked both of my wrist to the handcuffs and positioned them above my head before placing the red ball in my hands.

When this becomes too much for you to handle, just drop the ball.  He instructed. I nodded in anticipation as Antonio settled inbetween my legs.

Spread them for me he ordered. My legs obeyed before my mind could assimilate what he had said. My breath increased as my pussy begun pulsating vigorously. He gently slid two fingers into my pussy, I breathed heavily as the tension building up between my thighs got more intense. He started thrusting his fingers in and out of my pussy, as his pace increased,his focus remained on my vaginal opening. A smirk formed on his face when my walls tightened.

You cannot cum till I ask you to

Huh

You cannot fucking cum without my permission he repeated.

My head did a little spin as I tried to hold back the orgasm I felt building up. He didn’t stop, his fingers kept thrusting in and out of my pussy, as I felt another orgasm approach. He cupped one of my breasts in his hands and gave it a hard squeeze, pussy juices flooded the bed as I felt it wet my ass. He brought his attention to my clit and started rubbing it. My heart rate increased as my thighs started shaking from so much pleasure.

“May I cum now please?” I heard myself plead.

No, you may not. He replied and just like that, he stopped everything.

What the fuck! Don’t stop please.”

That’s your punishment princess, don’t make calls without my permission.” He said unhooking my habds from the cuffs before walking  out of the room. I brought my hands to my pussy in an attempt to satisfy the urge that had built up , but as if on cue,he poked his head through the door.

“…and don’t try to finish without my permission princess. You are mine, read the contract!

I was frustrated, I needed a release. I was angry with myself for letting him leave me hanging again. I got up and stormed out of the room fully naked and I didn’t care.

You need to wear something” Alberta said as I passed her.

No, I wont, no one can tell me what to do. I am my own person I replied and kept walking. I walked down stairs into the living room only to meet an army of men with their guns pointing at each other. Antonio quickly grabbed a sheet from the sofa to cover my nakedness.

Uncle Tee? Alejandro? how did you find me? I asked confused.

“Hello sis” my brother Alejandro called.

Come with us, your father is waiting at home. Uncle Tee informed me.

Im not going anywhere with you”

Its okay marcella were here to take you home. My uncle Tyronne assured.

Im not leaving this place, and stop pointing your fucking guns at us. I yelled.

Don’t let this get any complicated than it already is” Uncle Tee said cocking his gun, immediately triggering Antonios men and the remaining of dad’s men to cock their guns too. The atmosphere became quiet as the men kept their guns aimed at each other.

You cant come into my house and point a fucking gun at me and my family. I’m going to repeat myself only once, keep your weapons off my face.  Antonio said the veins on his neck becoming eminent as his authoritative aura filled the room.

“Shit! get down… Alejandro shouted as a single gunshot fired through the window. Antonio held onto me tightly as his shirt got soaked with blood.

Youre bleeding AntonioI said just as my feet became numb and vision became dark.

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