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Groaning her name, I start jerking my cock. I don't give a shit who walks in right now. But knowing she's right outside is filling me with unspeakable rage and jealousy. I zip back up and slam the door open.
There she is, giggling with Nicoletta while the wedding planner puts away some fabrics.
"Marzia!" I bark loudly.
The girls turn to face me, Nicoletta's smile fading while Marzia's grows.
"Get the fuck in here," I demand.
"Excuse me?" Nicoletta gasps.
"Not talking to you." I scowl. "Marzia, get in my room, right the fuck now."
She looks like she can't make up her mind. Whether she should be loyal to her new friend or fall for me again. Then she smiles apologetically at Nicoletta and rushes into my room.
Before she can enter, I grab her by the neck, forcing her to kneel in front of me.
The wedding planner is rushing Nicoletta along, and my fiancée watches this unfold with shocked, hurt eyes. "You'll pay for this, Adrian," Nicoletta snarls as the other woman drags her to the hallway. "Just wait until papa hears about it!"
I smirk and close the double doors of my bedroom while Marzia crawls to the bed.
If Father insists on making me marry the little blonde, so be it.
But I'm going to make sure to make every fucking step to that altar is a nightmare for everyone involved.
Nicoletta, who will be humiliated by my blatant lack of desire for her.
Father, whose business connections will suffer.
Gustavo, who will rage war on us when he sees how I'm treating his darling daughter.
Even Marzia, my innocent victim, who will take the brunt of my rage.
Everyone will fucking suffer but me.
I'm the fucking king and I'm not letting anyone take my plaything away from me. Not until I'm done with her.
Not until she's broken...
28
Marzia
In Adrian's bedroom, I become a willing victim.
When I walked in here, I knew what he wanted to do to me, and I went right along with it. So, it's really my own fucking fault that I've found myself in this position.
Adrian has a toy chest in his bedroom, which can only mean one thing. I hate every woman that's been here before me with a burning, jealous passion, but those feelings are soon forgotten. The desperation is too much to think of much else.
"I've already fucked all your holes," he growled at me as he closed the door of his bedroom. "Now I'm going to show you all the other things I can make you do..."
He put a gag in my mouth first, one that forces my lips open and makes me drip all over my exposed chest. My hands are tied behind my back and my ankles to the legs of the chair. And between them, a vibrating wand massages every bit of me that's screaming for attention, so slowly, so lazily, it doesn't even scratch the itch that's making me moan out loud as Adrian paces the room.
I can't say anything, not with the gag in my mouth, but he still makes me do it.
"What are you?" he asks.
"Your toy," I try to say, but it comes out muffled and gargled.
"Didn't quite catch that, bambina. What are you?"
"Your toy," I repeat desperately as the first tear rolls down my cheek. Fuck this man. He's wrecked me completely. My eyes and pussy are both weeping at the hint of pleasure he keeps dangling over them like a carrot. "Please, Adrian!"
He adjusts the setting on the wand, making it vibrate just a little bit harder. My eyes keep rolling to the back of my head, my release so close, yet so very far away. I'm desperate to taste it. To stick my tongue out and lick it. But I can't reach it. Not like this, on such a low setting, with Adrian's maddening smirk growing darker as the seconds tick on.
"Look at you, you're a fucking mess, bambina," he mutters. "Spit dribbling all over your chest... Do you realize how dirty you look? What a mess you've made... How hard you make my goddamn cock."
"More," I get out through the gag while saliva drips from my mouth. I let out a helpless moan, grinding on the head of the massage wand that's doing nothing to relieve me of the pressure making my pussy ache. "Please, more, Adrian!"
"You want more? You'll have to keep begging for it." He undoes the gag behind my head and gently takes it off while tearless sobs rack my body.
What this man does to me shouldn't be legal. But he's never taken anything I didn't want to give. It's even worse ? he makes me beg for all the dirty things he does ? say thank you after we're done.
"Your mouth would feel so good wrapped around my cock," Adrian says, winding his fingers in my hair. "I want to watch you swallow load after load the way you were meant to..."
