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CHAPTER 004: Arrival

ELENA'S POV;

"We're heading to your club first right?" Leonardo questioned.

"Indeed. The wedding can wait till later in the evening."

Wedding? All I could do was stare with shock. I had no idea that was what he was planning. A marriage with me?

This wasn't how I ever planned to get married...I never even thought I'd get married.

I couldn't look him in the eyes. I was scared I'd be glared at. The tears sled down from my eyes and he noticed.

It was just me and him back here, and from the kind of person he was, I was certain he hated tears just like my uncle.

He'd slap me every time I shed a tear. But what Antonio did next stunned me.

Like I was no more than a feather, he lifted me and placed me on his legs. My eyes widened when I felt his bulge.

"Your tears are doing nothing more than turning me on. If you don't stop, I'm going to take you right here, right now till you can't take it anymore, and I still won't stop." His statement instantly made me gulp in my tears. "Good girl." His hands rubbed my exposed thighs.

From the way I was sitting, my legs were spread enough for him to see what was in between them and he didn't make any attempt to hide the fact that he was staring.

He spread my thighs even further and pressed me more into him, till my heat was dripping.

"You know, I wish I didn't get you this lingerie. I'd be getting the perfect view of your tight pussy right now."

My uncle would say something like this to me, but it sounded different with Antonio.

His possessiveness made me drawn to him, even though he scared me like hell. I was drawn to him like he was an addictive drug.

And maybe that is what he was because his sight movements beneath me made me moan.

‘I should run, escape from the hand of this sociopath,’ but I didn't do so when I lived with my uncle. How could I do so when I was with...him?

"I may be the deadliest but I am not your uncle. Your slight hesitancy makes it obvious that's who you're thinking about." I gasped at what he stated.

He brought me closer to himself and bit my earlobe, allowing his teeth to graze through it. I shudder at the feeling.

"Thinking of how he laid his hands on you and laid hands on my property." He kissed my neck and I sighed. His voice sounded so rich in my ears as his cologne wafted into my nostrils. I melted instantly and unconsciously rocked him. "You dirty slut. Mia puttana." His breath was hot against my neck as I felt my core ache at his Italian accent. It was so hot whenever he spoke Italian. "You can't hold yourself can you? Getting dirty for me like you did in your dream?" I gasped as I stopped rocking him. He chuckled at my reaction then groaned like he was aching. "Fuck, why did you stop?"

His hand gripped my weight and rocked me on him before he leaned back.

It was then I noticed the tattoo on his chest. His shirt wasn't completely buttoned, and its tightness displayed his abs.

His tattoo was so damn catchy, I didn't understand why I was thinking this way. He was making me think things.

I felt different at the moment with him, even though I was aware it was only temporary.

The thought of us getting married hadn't settled well with me yet, but did I have a choice?

"We've arrived." I tried to get up from him but his grip on me tightened.

My eyes widened. They were coming to open the door and I didn't want us to be seen this way.

I heard a noise outside and believed it was the paparazzi. His fans and the press as well.

Couldn't believe he had fans. Was he a celebrity or a mafia? Or both? The paparazzi were clearly unaware of who he was.

When the door was opened I looked to the other side, hiding my eyes from the cameras.

I buried my face in his neck for a while and could hear pictures getting taken.

His grip on my leg didn't loosen though. He obviously had no trouble doing this.

It had probably happened many times. This wasn't the first time he had done this, that was why he was so confident.

My throat tightened at the thought of him doing this to other girls.

I didn't want to bring myself to imagine it. His hands loosened. But I didn't move, didn't even make any attempt to move.

"You want to sit here all day mi amore? I'll gladly shut the door."

I gently raised my head and saw Leo was about to close the door but Antonio raised a hand, stopping him.

Then I felt him pull my hair or so I thought till it dropped below my shoulders.

"I want them all to see what belongs to me." He said and I raised my head, staring at him.

We stayed like that for a moment till I broke my gaze. I couldn't beat him in a staring contest.

He gently assisted me to get up and adjusted my gown before we highlighted from the limo. His grip was on my shoulder as we walked into the club. He walked like he owned it because he owned indeed.

He led me through the...wait this wasn't an ordinary club. I could tell by the moans I was hearing from up the stage. I moved closer, following Antonio's step. I noticed the leather whip in this man's hand as he used it to spank this girl's ass. Even from where I was, I noticed how she was dripping wet.

"Oh, I want your cock in me, Daddy." She said in barely a whisper. I watched as the guy intently pulled his huge cock from outside his zipper and without warning plunged it into her heat. "Oh fuck, you're so big. You're so big daddy, wreck my fucking pussy." My eyes widened at what I was witnessing.

I mean this man's dick was about six inches long, thick and veiny, how would I ever have that in me? But the girl's moans made me want some of that.

Like I literally wanted to be in her place from how pleasured she sounded.

I heard Antonio's chuckle as though he could hear my thoughts and turned to him.

"We'll come back here later. But we aren't stopping here."

"Where are we going?" I summoned the courage to ask.

"Just follow me." We entered a passage where prostitutes were shamelessly displaying themselves.

But when they saw it was him I noticed the way they backed away from him.

Of course, who wasn't scared of a man like Antonio? He opened a curtain that led to a dimly lit room. What is this place?

"This is where we're getting wedded." He said and my eyes widened like saucers.

No family, no friends, no guests. The room was barely lit, lifeless and cold, just like Antonio.

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