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I smiled to myself.
“Yes, boss.”
I smirked, it was the perfect situation to capture their princess, bring her here and force Dellucci and Ricco to come here.
My empire and my terms
This was perfect!
Chapter 9
DANIELLA aka Layla
“Dear, you’re needed in Mr Conti’s bedroom,” Denise informed me.
“Why?”
“I have no idea, all I was told was that the person who made his bed today had to report to him at once and I checked; it was you,” she stated with her hands on her hips as she knitted her brows together in smugness.
“Okay, yes I did. I’ll go back.”
I took a deep breath and guessed I was done for, I tried so hard to get every corner of the sheet right.
Why he couldn’t have those fitted sheets; I had no idea.
I made my way to his bedroom and noticed that Cecco was standing outside the door, he saw me coming and turned to knock on it. He opened the door, stepping back into the corridor so I could go in, as I passed him, I glanced up and grinned, but he didn’t even smirk, there was no reaction from him whatsoever. Once inside the room, the door closed behind me and noticed that Antonio stood by a large window with his hands in his trousers. His large frame darkened the room, not allowing the fatal lights that was required for me to see. I quickly glanced at the bed and noticed that the cover was pulled back. I was unsure if I was to go over and remake it or wait for his orders, my thoughts were soon answered when he turned to glare, leaving me trembling.
“Do you call that made?” he harshly said as he stepped towards me, his voice jarring.
I turned to the bed and looked down at the floor while shaking my head.
“Well make it correctly this time,” he said impatiently.
I swiftly moved to the unmade side of the bed and started pulling back all the covers and started to remake it, remembering how Denise showed me with the corners being pacific and straight. A knock came at the door, but I carried on, while the door opened, and someone walked in.
“Hello gorgeous,” came a female voice.
I glanced over my shoulder to see that it was that same woman, Monica from the basement who chucked cold water over me, only this time her hair was down, it was long and wavy and a deep brown colour with reddish streaks throughout. She was wearing a tight, figure-hugging ruby red dress that showed off her thin body and high heels that were the same colour. As I was checking her out, she glanced at me, so I quickly averted my gaze back to the bed.
“Monica, what can I do for you?”
I carried on with making the bed and I tried not to look, but I was too nosy. I saw her approach Antonio working her hips seductively, when she reached him she whispered something in his ear, before giggling. My tummy somersaulted, I knew men like Antonio had women all over the place, who were willing to throw themselves at him at any given moment. I feared what was about to happen and wanted to get the bed made as quickly as I could and leave. I noticed that Antonio had moved over to a chair where he sat down, and then she knelt between his thighs.
No, please no.
“Mmmmmm, now let’s take a look at this bad boy,” Monica teased as she licked her lips.
My mouth dropped open as I watched her unzip his trousers and pull out his cock, he was so big and that was before he was hard. My core muscles tightened at the sight, then she proceeded to take his dick into her mouth, sucking and slurping as she moved his member in and out. Antonio just sat there and glared at me, our eyes met and I swallowed a lump that formed in my throat.
I quickly finished making the bed while I listened to the erotic sounds that filled the room, I really didn’t want him to know that I was getting turned on by it all, I couldn’t understand why I was either. Once I finished, I quickly made my way to the door without looking back, but I was abruptly stopped in my tracks as Antonio spoke.
“Excuse me…” he said in a throaty voice.
I froze on the spot, but I managed to turn slowly around to see Monica was still licking his much larger, erect dick like it was a damn lollipop. He was so big, thick and hell, I just wanted a little taste. She looked in my direction, his cock close to her mouth as she slapped it against her cheek and rolled her tongue out to lick it.
“Layla,” I heard as I was distracted by Monica and her oral action on his cock.
“Yes sir,” I said in a timid voice.
