Carina pouted her lips up at him. Ricardo did not waste time. His lips met hers causing her to moan into his mouth. His tongue began to roam her mouth, causing her arms to go up and around his neck. She leaned up onto her tippy toes so she could kiss him back. Ricardo’s hands caressed her behind. His fingers spreading over her derrière, pressing her into his arousal. His hands went under her bottom and he carried her so her legs would wrap around his waist. Carina arched her back when she felt his hand sliding up the sides of her satin shorts over her bare skin. It was unnerving how much Ricardo’s touch would have her in a withering mess. They made their way to the bed and he expertly took off her pajama shirt. His eyes darkened as he took in her chest. His hands softly massaged her breasts before he brought them to his lips. The way he left kissed over her chest made her feel like he was worshipping her. It was like a slow torment and she didn’t want him to stop. Carina moaned ou
Three months have officially been over since Carina arrived on Ricardo’s estate. Marco, her brother, had not paid up which meant she was here to stay. She sighed as she moved Ricardo’s arm from around her waist. She put on his shirt that was laying on the bedside chair to cover herself. She took a whiff of it and felt her body relax as she inhaled his smell. She slowly buttoned up the shirt before she put on a pair of her shorts that lay on the other side of the room. A small smile made its way to her face as she remembered Ricardo enjoyed throwing her clothes all over the place. The smile left as quick as it came because she remembered how she didn’t want to be around him right now. Her eyes instinctively moved to his sleep form on the bed. His hand reached out, with his lips slightly parted, as if he were looking for her. She shook her head to remind herself she was upset at him. She turned and proceeded to open the door only to come in contact with Lucas. What is he doing up so
Carina sat in the dimly lit room with her stomach in knots. She was told she would be having her dinner here. Why did her brother always manage to get involved in shady business? She had her guard up since she had been taken none too kindly from her new apartment, might she add. She wondered just what her brother had gotten himself into this time. It was always one thing or another. This time, she hoped her father could help sort it out because she did not want to stay in this house another minute. Marco, her brother, had said he was coming over to collect her but he was taking time.She heard a noise come from the other end of the room and she turned. That's when she saw him. The tall brooding male entered the room and it was like he dominated the whole area. She could feel his presence before he even covered the distance between them. She supposed this was ‘The Boss’ they kept mentioning.Soon as he came to her side, she voiced out what had been going through her mind. "What am I
Chapter One. Carina Rodriguez had just finished a nice day at work. It had been her first week and it had gone pretty well. Her boss was kind. Ann McLaren. She liked that she believed in her. She didn’t know how, but she had gotten this job purely out of luck because she didn’t even know what she was doing. Carina said her goodbyes to everyone and promised she would go out for a drink next Friday. She entered her new car and made her way to her new apartment. Perks she got for being the assistant to the financial officer. She turned down the radio when her phone blared to life. Paris Connor, her best friend's name, was flashing on the screen. She picked up and set it to speaker."Cari we need to celebrate this weekend," Paris's voice was loud, she was full-on screaming. Carina always wondered what made her so enthusiastic. Maybe it was her new found lover. She loved how her friend always came to life when she was in a new relationship. She wished she could live life like Paris, but
Marco pulled into the estate. He got down from the BMW i8 and made his way to the front door. The house was surrounded by gun men. Was Ricardo going to really keep his sister away from him? He knew they wouldn't dare pull the trigger.Surely he thought Ricardo knew him better. He was a dangerous and very reseved man. No one dared Ricardo Silverio. Over the five years he had worked for Ricardo, he always hid his sister from this world he didn't want dangerous men like Ricardo to know his weakness. Marco just wondered why Ricardo decided to take his sister.He barged into the house he had gotten accoustumed to Paola. That was the first person he thought to look for. He knew he could coerce her into telling him where his sister was. He just hoped he wasn't too late."Paola." He said entering into the kitchen to see her clearing up."Como estás, Marco " How are you, Marco? She asked in her native language, smiling when she saw Marco. She was like a mother to all."Where is Ricardo?" Marco
Carina was going crazy. She had been locked in this room for seven days. One week. She has seen nothing but these four walls. The man didn't even let her go to work. She had not even seen him. She only saw Paola who would come and bring her clothes and food. At least, she had more modest clothing now. She tried talking to her, but she would not respond. Marco had not even come to see her which hurt her the most. She was sure her parents would be going out of their minds wondering where she was. She knew Marco wouldn't tell them anything and going to the police would just be a waste of time because Ricardo was surely in cahoots with them.Tears rolled down her eyes as she began to feel hate for this man. He spent last week humiliating, only for him to ignore her and disappear now.Paola walked into the room and brought her lunch. Grilled prawns and spicy rice. Carina murmured a low thank you and began to eat. She could positively confess that the only good thing about this house was t
No one had come to see Carina in the month she'd stayed in the boring estate. One month since she was abducted from her home. Marco had not even bothered to visit her. At least she was allowed to leave her room now, she was not kept as a prisoner but she knew to be in her room with the door locked by seven. She did not feel safe with the way the men looked at her. She feared all the strange men in the house especially Jose, the one who kidnapped her from her apartment. Carina sat in the garden quietly with her feet dipped in the lake. Hurt and shame. Those were the only emotions she felt since she woke up the next morning from that tragic event to find out that Ricardo had left the premises. She still didn't understand the point of him keeping her here if he wasn't going to be here. Why was her staying her so important and why had Marco not just paid this man already? She did not deserve this. More importantly, she had missed a month of work and she still has not been able to conta
Sylvia and Antonio had been searching for their daughter for the past two months. They had been to the local and state police department in hopes of some information, but nothing. After the first two visits, the police began to ignore them. They basically showed no interest and said Carina was an adult and if she decided to go away for some time, she was well within her rights, but they knew their daughter. She would not go two months without a text to her parents. They were starting to think their daughter was dead.Antonio Rodriguez knew it was bad news when his little girl decided to move out of the family house. His wife, Sylvia, didn't get a wink of sleep anymore. All she did was cry at night for her daughter to return.Sylvia sat on the couch in the living room blowing her nose as she was wrapped herself in a blanket to keep her warm. Her throat was dry from all the crying she had done. Antonio walked in with a hot bowl of soup for his wife. He didn't like to see her this way.