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I stop struggling, realizing he’s not going to let me go. And I have no way of fighting him off. My eyes blur with tears as he spins me around, releasing my throat but managing to get me up over his shoulder. I lift my head and stare at the gates. At what should have been the start of the life I had always wanted.
But just like everything in my life, I’ve lost. And now I belong to a man that could break me in so many ways I wonder if I’ll survive it.
CHAPTER16
Nico
She’s mine.Finally, she’s mine.
The victory of winning this little game pumps through my veins when I reach the front door. Right behind it, is a pounding desire that has my cock hard as stone. Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on. Running after Gia, trying to catch her, has ignited something inside me that has long been dormant. The need to chase, the need to capture, none of it lessened, even when she managed to get away from me, and felled me a few times.
She’s a strong woman, despite her size. Cunning, wily, and resourceful. I would never have thought she would hide and then change into a maid uniform to sneak by. It was by chance I saw her face on the camera when she came down the stairs behind me that I realized what she was doing. I was impressed and amused, but in that moment I realized this woman can’t be underestimated.
I should be pissed at her attempt to kick me in the balls, but really, can I fault her? I was taught to fight dirty, and clearly, she has a few of those tricks up her sleeve as well. I’ll be feeling that elbow to the kidney for a few days, but what’s a little pain when you know you’re the victor?
I make my way up the stairs, heading toward my wing, and ignore the knowing grins of my men as I walk past. Some of the staff stare at me in shock, but none say anything. Well, all except Sofia, who watches me unsurprised, but if I’m not mistaken, a small light of disappointment is in her eyes as they land on the still woman over my shoulder. Apparently, she was rooting for Gia, and while I should be pissed, it’s the last thing I’m thinking about now.
When I finally reach my room, I open it, close it behind me, and fish around in my pocket for the key. Surprisingly it didn’t fall out in our merry chase. I lock the door, putting the key back in my pocket, and head toward my bathroom. I’m surprised Gia hasn’t been fighting me, but perhaps she’s accepted her fate and realizes it’s futile.
I kick the bathroom door shut and set her down on her feet by the vanity. She sways slightly but rights herself, even though her eyes never meet mine. I put my finger under her chin and lift her face. Her red-rimmed gaze meets mine, and I see so much in her eyes that my chest tightens. An uncomfortable feeling spreads through me at the sight of her looking so lost, so defeated. This is not the strong woman I just spent over an hour chasing around my house and grounds.
I don’t like it one bit. I want her fire. Her strength. Still, not one tear falls from her eyes as she watches me. But then I see beneath all of that is something else. Fear. More than I have ever seen before. A fear of me, of the unknown, I’m sure. I don’t say anything as I watch her, trying to figure out how to handle this. Normally, I wouldn’t care about her feelings, but something clicked the moment I caught her by the gates. She’s mine. Finally, she’s mine, and I won fair and square. But just because she’s mine doesn’t mean I want her to hate me.
This woman is far more than a captive to me. More than a possession. She’s everything I want for myself, and while I may not have done this the way society would consider acceptable, I would do it all over again.
“You surprised me,topolina,” I tell her in a low voice, careful to keep my voice calm. I can feel the small tremors working through her body. “And I am not surprised easily.” She blinks at me, but says nothing. “I will not touch you tonight,” I inform her. “But you are not returning to your room.” Not only because I don’t believe for a moment she won’t try to escape again, but also because I want her close. I want her with me and not in that dark old room on the opposite side of the house.
“W-What?” she whispers, her eyes widening slightly.
“Undress and get in the shower.”
Her eyes widen further. “B-But, you said that you, that we wouldn’t—”
“I gave you my word, but we’re both filthy,” I cut in. “Your virginity is safe tonight,topolina.”
She doesn’t move, just watches me. “Then why am I getting in your shower?” she asks finally. Some of the fear eases in her eyes, but the wariness is still there.
“Because you’re sleeping with me,” I inform her impatiently as I pull my shirt off and toss it to the floor.
“You want me to sleep in the same bed as you?” she squeaks.
I narrow my eyes at her in warning. “You really think that I’m going to trust you to go back to your room and not try to escape again?”
“I…” She swallows and wets her lips with her tongue. My cock twitches at the sight. I want to feel that tongue on my dick, but not tonight. “I gave you my word I wouldn’t try to escape again,” she manages to whisper.
“Then you won’t have any trouble sleeping in my bed.” I move my gaze over her maid outfit. “Now, get out of that outfit. As much as you can pull off anything, I’m tired of looking at it.” Not to mention, I’ll be speaking with Sofia to make sure the outfits are changed after tonight. Don’t need Gia getting any more ideas.
She glances at the shower and then at me, eyes taking in my bare chest. I bite back a smirk when I see her eyes trace over the tattoos that cover my chest and arms, and then taper down to my abs and the V below. Her eyes widen when her gaze moves lower, before she looks right back up and away from me, her cheeks flushing a bright pink. I bite back a laugh. Oh, my sweet, innocent mouse. She’s probably never seen a cock outside of TV or movies. Finally, she looks back at me and suggests, “If I promise not to run, will you let me shower alone?”
“No.”
She glares at me. “So you expect me to get naked, get in a shower with you, and think you’re not going to try anything?”
There’s that fire. Something settles inside me when I see it. “I have already said I won’t, and I’m a man of my word. Or have I not proved that already?” Her glare intensifies but doesn’t reply. “Now, I’m not going to tell you again. All of it off and into the shower, or I’ll take it off for you. Your choice.”
Neither of us moves, staring at each other. I’m sure I’m going to have to tear the fucking thing off her until she slowly, with shaking fingers, reaches up and peels it off, leaving her clad in nothing but a small white tank top, no bra, and a pair of simple black cotton underwear. I take her in, desire heightening. She swallows hard again as she removes the tank top and then underwear, leaving her bare.
Fuck. I have never seen a woman more beautiful, or perfect in my life. I thought it the night Dante brought her here in nothing but a robe, and I’m thinking it again. She’s small, and I vaguely wonder if she’ll be able to handle me, but I quickly dismiss that. I’ve never been gentle, but with her, I will. The first time.
