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“That’s right, princess. They sent her to befriend you and lure you away so they could get their claws into you. Lucky for all of us, Alonso thought she looked familiar. When he realized who she was, he stormed into the bathroom. But you were already gone,” Gualtiero confirms what I’ve realized myself.
I can’t believe it. Sofia seemed so nice. To think she had an agenda all along makes me feel used and nothing more than a pawn on a chessboard where all the players are monsters.
“Was it Molinaro who tried to run you over the day we met?”
Gualtiero nods somberly and adds, “He also killed my father. That family stops at nothing to gain power.”
The world Gualtiero lives in scares me to death. And I pray to everything that’s holy that it won’t come to that.
People suffering or being killed is common in Gualtiero’s world. It doesn’t even elicit an emotional response in him anymore. And I’m trapped right in the middle of it.
God, I’m doomed.
The entire time, Gualtiero has been stroking my pussy as if on autopilot. When he notices his movements, he looks down at his hand, which continues to play with me. His breathing becomes labored, and his dick hardens against my abdomen while his eyes glaze over with lust.
He’s still holding me in place. My eyes plead with his, but his intent is clear. I swallow hard, but the lump in my throat doesn’t budge.
He tears the lacy underwear off my body and dips a finger inside me.
“Gualtiero please,”I plead. “You promised not to touch me without my consent.”
I see his internal struggle playing out on his face and pray to God that reason will prevail. I dare not take my eyes off him. I’m like a helpless mouse in the claws of a lion.
“You’ve changed the rules with your disobedience.”
“Gualtiero, if you force yourself on me, I will never forgive you.”
The conviction in my voice grabs his attention.
His jaw tightens at my words,his teeth grinding together, his eyes still drilling into mine.
I hold my breath, fearing what will come next.
With a deep exhale, he releases me and pushes me aside.
He opens the door to step out, but before he leaves, he turns around, his chest heaving with the restraint to hold himself back.
“I’m not known for leniency. Do not push me again, Ella…ever.” With those words, he leaves and slams the door hard.
Gualtiero’s voice was so low and menacing, there are ice crystals still in my veins.
I clutch my chest and sink to the floor.
Now more than ever, I want to run.
Because I know in my heart that if I stay, he’ll break me. He’ll drag me into his darkness, and I’ll be lost to it forever.
Chapter Eighteen
Gualtiero
Stormingoutoftheroom, I’m livid. I don’t remember the last time so much raging anger consumed me. Maybe never. The need to smash something or to pummel my fists into someone is overwhelming.
I burst through the gym doors and head straight for the heavy punching bag. Not bothering with gloves or tape, I pull back my arm and throw my first punch, launching the bag. I hit it like a man possessed. Over and over, I let my fists fly. I punch and punch, picturing Molinaro’s face, cursing the bastard in my head. My muscles strain as I let out my anger.
She tried to run.
I’m fucking furious. Furious with everything and everyone in this world. Furious with Ella. Furious with myself for not having a better handle on her. And fucking furious with Molinaro for messing with me and my empire.
