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She swallowed, not saying anything further as she turned off the water and stayed standing in the shower, with her arms wrapped around herself. “Can I have a towel please?”
“I’ve got one for you here. Get out.” I held a clean towel open in my arms.
She paused but then stepped out of the shower into my arms. I patted her dry with the towel, taking my time to admire her nakedness as my hands felt her curves under the soft towel.
Seeing her like this, helpless and vulnerable, triggered something in me on a primitive level—she was mine to do with as I wished.
I could see she hated being exposed to me and at my mercy while I remained fully clothed. I crouched down to my haunches to dry her legs, starting at her slim ankles and perfect calves, before rubbing the towel over the back of her sensual thighs. I then carried on upwards.
My eyes came level with her slit which was teasing a glimpse of her pussy, that illicit place that was my right to take. Her pussy lips were wet from the shower, and I couldn’t wait to have them wet with something else.
By now she couldn’t hide the deep blush in her cheeks. How sweet—my blushing bride.
When I was satisfied that she was dry, I wrapped a clean towel around her body and tucked the end in over her breasts, letting my hand linger there.
She tried to push past me, but I held onto her upper arms and looked into her eyes as they glittered with fierce tears. “Go wait for me in the bedroom.”
She rushed off, trying to get some temporary respite from my nearness.
I took a deep breath. My cock was rock hard from seeing her, touching her and smelling her. I adjusted myself and thought that it felt like a long time since I’d had my hand pumping around my dick this morning.
I walked through the bedroom and unlocked the main door, grabbing a couple of her bags from the hallway. Her belongings had been sent ahead to Chicago last week in preparation for her arrival. “Your things arrived a few days ago. You can unpack. There is plenty of spare closet space for your things.”
“I don’t plan on hanging around, so I don’t need to unpack. I just need some clothes for today,” she huffed.
“You will be staying. Whether you unpack or not is up to you.” I stared at her. “Are you on birth control?”
She flushed. “What?”
“You heard.”
She remained silent, riling me further. “Answer me,” I demanded.
“Um, yes. My mother said that I should start it before our wedding night…” Her words drifted off as she flushed a deeper red.
“Good.” Then I grabbed her breakfast tray from where I had left it outside the door.
Placing it on top of the dresser, I left the room and made sure to lock the door behind me.
CHAPTER 12
JULIANA
He left without saying another word and locked the door behind him.
Now he was gone, I felt I could breathe again. In the bathroom he had looked at me like a predator eyes its prey. He was dangerous and I knew I had to get away from him. His question about birth control had really unnerved me. He wouldn’t be asking unless he wantedthatfrom me.I needed to get away before that could happen.
Being kept under lock and key meant that I really was being kept as a prisoner. Although this room was a pretty luxurious prison.
I unzipped one of my bags to get some clothes to dress in. I looked at the dresses, blouses, and skirts which my mother maintained would be the appropriate outfits for a Mafia wife and for the Capo’s wife.
I picked out a plain black bra and black panties. I tried to choose the least sexy undergarments that I had. I didn’t want him looking at me again and I didn’t want to draw his attention. I picked out some jeans and a t-shirt. I wasn’t going to dress up for my captor.
I unwrapped the towel from my body and got dressed as quickly as possible. I couldn’t help wondering if there were any cameras in this room watching me. That would be really creepy of him, but I knew not to underestimate him after what I had seen of him so far.
Once I was dressed, I looked at the breakfast tray with disinterest, being anything but hungry. I gulped down the glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. It felt so good that I was sure I must be dehydrated. I then poured myself some coffee and let the hot caffeine seep into my system and help soothe my frazzled brain.
I couldn’t stop thinking about Jessica and wondering how she was. I wish I could just pick up my phone and call her, but I had nothing of my own here apart from my clothes. My phone, laptop, tablet, and anything else that might be useful were in a different bag, but of course he hadn’t handed those to me. He was trying to keep me as isolated as possible.
