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What could go wrong?
I kick off my shoes, grab a magazine and settle down on the bed. It’s just as luxuriant as it looks and I get pretty comfortable reading about Bieber and his wife going for lunch at some swanky spot, she dressed to the nines while he looks like a hobo. I like them. They let each other be who they are.
That makes me think of Romano with a pang and I quickly move on to the next story, which is of course, a celebrity divorce. First come pap pics, then comes a pic of a huge rock, followed by a destination wedding and then, the dreaded divorce announcement.
I feel like I’ve read this story fifty thousand times. It’s not really keeping my attention. Reaching for my purse, I dig out my phone and stare at it. I want to talk to Romano so badly, but I have no number for him. I don’t have anything of his – not his number, any of his clothes, or even a gift from him. It’s like he doesn’t exist.
Sometimes I feel like I’m losing my mind.
The door suddenly opens, and Patrizio is looming there, glaring at me. Behind him, I see the footman that brought me here, cowering a little. I don’t blame him for snitching on me.
“That will be all.” Patrizio says and the man scurries away.
I watch as my erstwhile fiancé closes the door and comes towards me, with resignation. I get to my feet, not wanting him to have more advantage than he already does.
“What are you doing here?” he demands of me.
“I’m resting. I still feel tired from my kidnapping. I didn’t think you’d mind.”
He grabs my hand, bringing it slowly up to his lips and kisses it hard. “I was worried about you.”
I very much doubt that.
“How thoughtful of you. I’m fine. Just tired.” I try to dislodge my hand from him, but he holds on fast.
He cocks his head to the side like a curious dog. “You know, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you don’t like me touching you.”
My eyes widen in alarm. “Whatever would make you think that?”
He shrugs, his hold on my hand tightening painfully. “Oh, I don’t know. Just… instinct I suppose.” He shrugs.
“Well, it’s not true.” I try to sound like I mean it.
“Good.” He puts a hand on my back and runs it all the way down to my ass. I do my best not to flinch away but it’s a close thing. Next thing I know, he’s grinding himself against me.
Without even thinking about it, I push him away, stumbling backwards myself and landing with my ass sitting on the bed. His face darkens, his eyes are thunderous. “Why did you do that?”
I clear my throat, measuring the distance to the door. “I’m sorry. It was just instinctive. Shouldn’t we wait until after the wedding to do that?”
He throws his head back and laughs. “What do you think this is? The Middle Ages? You’re already mine. I can do with you whatever I want.”
I stare at him, wondering if he at all grasps the irony of his words. Clearly not as he looks at me with a hungry look in his eyes. I try to dodge to the side, wanting to get on my feet and get out of there but he catches me, his hand digging painfully into my arm.
“Uh uh…” he gives me a quelling look, “where do you thinkyou’regoing?”
I just stare up at him, beginning to hyperventilate. “Let me go.” My voice is shaking a lot and I can’t make it stop.
I can’t hide how afraid I am.
“Shh,” He says before grabbing the strap of my dress and pulling it down, “Everything is gonna be alright.” He says soothingly and then grabs my boob in his hand, squeezing it way past the point of pleasure to downright pain. I might be a masochist, but I like to choose how I experience pain.
This isn’t it.
“You’re… hurting me.” I try to squirm out of his arms but his hold on me is unbreakable.
He pushes me down on the bed, so I’m lying flat on my back. My short dress has ridden up, causing my white panties to peek out. I reach down with my hand, trying to cover myself up but he flings my arm away from my body like it’s an annoying fly. He puts one knee on the bed, right between my legs and then pulls me towards him until my pelvis area is resting against his knee, my legs hanging awkwardly off the bed.
My face is red with agitation, and I’m panting as I full on panic. At no point was I this afraid while in captivity. Now I have no idea what’s going to happen to me.
