My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Ep. 6 Consequences (8 page)

“
Open your eyes and look at me,”
I said
. “I
need you to see me, not to pretend I’m not here.”

She opened her eyes, looking
directly
into mine.

I
slipped my robe off. “I’m just flesh
and blood like you,
bella.
I won’t hurt you if you don’t hurt me, and I also won’t
touch you unless you touch me.”

She frowned, looking
as though she
thought I was trying to trick her.

“
Lather up your breasts,”
I said.

She did as she was told, the white of the
soap against her skin making them look even more inviting. I wanted
to soap them myself, although it was better this way, because the
tease was making my hard cock even more excited.

“
Massage your breasts and make
sure to clean underneath them.”

She did as instructed.

“
Now, move the soap down your
stomach.” I breathed out, watching the soap dip underneath the
water, so close to her prickly pussy. I smiled, wondering whether I
should shave her again. No, I wanted to see the red grow once more,
her coloring exactly like Sophia’s. “Lift your pussy out of the
water and soap it up.”

She raised her lower half, her stomach
muscles tightening in response, showing more of her faint
washboard. I had never seen a woman as muscular, yet still
feminine. It fascinated me, her strength enthralling me, and to
control such a strong creature was even more thrilling. Now I
understood how the other trainers felt—no, how Christo felt, since
he also loved controlling physically strong women.

My gaze moved to Rita’s face. Her eyes
were fixated on me, the woman highly aroused.

I
extended my hand. “Give me the
soap.”

She passed it to me.

“
Rinse your breasts with
water.”

She lowered herself.

“
No, keep your ass
raised while you
rinse yourself.”

She raised it once more and started
rinsing her breasts, making them shiny and all the more
inviting.

“
Lower your bottom half and arch
your back.”

She looked as though she was going to say
no, then she did it. I leaned over her breasts, my tongue a lick
away.

“
You said you wouldn’t
touch me without permission,” she said.

“
And I won’t.” I blew on her
nipple, making her shiver. “You have beautiful nipples. I would
like to lick and suck on them, to roll them around mouth and nibble
on them.” I looked into her eyes, her pupils so big. “Would you
allow me the honor to do that?”

She stared
back, not answering.

I moved my face close to hers. “I
would also like to kiss you, to taste your lips.”

She
focused on my lips. I angled them so
I was a whisper away from kissing her, just my breath caressing her
flesh.

I closed my eyes. “You can either hurt
me or kiss me, it’s your—”

Before I could finish the sentence, her
lips came crashing down on mine. She grabbed my head and dug her
nails in as she devoured my mouth. I kissed her back, ignoring the
pain; just reveling in her finally succumbing to me. After several
seconds, she released me and pushed my head away. I moved back,
assuming she had changed her mind. Instead, she leaped out of the
bath and shoved me onto the bathroom floor, climbing onto me. She
started kissing me all over my face and neck as though I was a long
lost lover. I didn’t understand it, but it made me feel fucking
great.

Her hands moved down my body, caressing it
as if she couldn’t get enough of me. Continuing to kiss me, she
grabbed my cock and pushed it inside of her, making me groan. She
sat up and slowly started riding my cock, while staring down at me
with heated desire. I watched her expressions, the woman looking so
much like Sophia, making me imagine that she was my old
lover.

She leaned down and kissed me.
“
Cuore mio,
anima mia, vita mia
,” she whispered against my lips.

I went still, startled by what she’d said.
Sophia had spoken those words while making love to me. Rita
continued to kiss me, again murmuring that I was her heart, her
soul, her life. I snapped out of my shock and jerked my head to the
side. “Why did you say that?” I asked.

She
pulled back, her eyes roaming over my
face. “Because it’s true.”

“
I don’t
believe you. Who told you those
words? Was it Jagger?” I asked, wondering whether Sophia had said
it to him as well. The thought hurt.

Rita shook her head, then leaned down,
attempting to kiss me again.

I jerked my head to the side
and
rolled
her onto her back, laying my body over hers. “You don’t just tell
me I’m your heart, your soul, your life, and
then refuse to answer me. I’m
your master, not your lover, so tell me this instant why you would
say such a thing.”

“
Because I’m—”

A shot rang out.
Someone hollered in
pain, making me freeze, my brain still caught up with Rita. Then
another shot sounded, snapping me out of my stasis. Pushing off
Rita, I jumped to my feet and opened the door. The guard was lying
on the floor, looking dead, while an unchained Camila was slamming
the cell door shut, screaming that we were being
attacked.

I ran for the door and leaned my back
against it just as a bang thudded on the other side, almost
shunting me forward. Gritting my teeth, I put my full weight behind
the door, slamming it shut. A voice called out from the other side:
“Don! What’s happening?!” Then I felt it—a gun to my
temple.

“
Tell him to back off, Frano,”
Camila said.

I glanced to
my left, taken
aback by the gun in Camila’s hand.

“
Tell him to
back off or I’ll shoot you!”
she yelled, prodding me harder.

“
Stop trying to get inside or
I’ll be shot,” I called out to the guard.

The banging stopped.

“
Good boy,” Camila said, “and
now I’ve shown you how easily I’ve disarmed a guard and taken
control off you; you will show me some respect.”

“
So, this is about me respecting
you?” I said, staring at her in disbelief.

“
Partially. Y
ou shouldn’t have turned down
my proposal; it would’ve saved our families from
clashing.”

“
I doubt that
, the
Padre
would’ve still gone after
Jagger.”

“
Not if I had him
killed.”

“
You wouldn’t have done that,
he’s your uncle.”

“
Like you wouldn’t have
killed your own brother?”

I gritted my teeth, wanting to lash out at
her, but she was correct.

“
Get on the bed!” Camila yelled
at Rita, jolting me. Rita had crept forward, the woman
stealthy.

Rita
backed up and sat down. Camila
grabbed my cock, making me inhale sharply, the
troya
no doubt doing it because of
Rita.

“
You will get gunned down
if you try to leave with me,” I said.

“
I’m not doing this to escape.
Like all men, you are pigheaded, unwilling to listen to a woman.
Well, I’m forcing you now.”

“
You
shot my guard so I would
listen?”

“
You wouldn’t before, and now
you are. Also, I hate the Santini, so killing the guard was a
bonus.”

“
He wasn’t of their blood, he
was an employee.”

“
He’s still from their
keep;
therefore he’s Santini in my eyes, like those bastards who
took my sisters. He also tried to take advantage of me, allowing
himself to get distracted. He paid for it.”

“
Understood,
but in regards to your sisters:
it’s war, and the Santini needed payment. They wanted your sisters,
so they got them.”

“
My sisters are not
payment!”

“
What can you do about it? They
belong to the Santini now and if you kill me, you will end up in an
unmarked grave.”

“
I know that, so shut up and
listen for once.” She breathed out, looking frustrated. “I want to
prove I’m a better choice for you than that useless FBI agent. Keep
her as a slave, fuck her now and again, but don’t waste your time
on someone who cannot help you in the real world. Marrying me will
unite two powerful families, making us invincible.”

“
Why would I want that, when I
hate your
famiglia
?”

“
The ones who are responsible
for
what
happened to you are dead.”

“
Like hell they are! Only two
have met their fate. Matteo, Nino, and the
Padre
are still free, and two of those men
reaped the most havoc of all. Matteo murdered my father, while
the
Padre
raped and abused Jagger, and almost raped me.”

“
I will personally hand
you
Matteo
and the
Padre
on a plate if you allow the rest of my
famiglia
to go free.”

“
I still cannot believe you
would betray blood so easily.”

“
You do not truly know me then.
I don’t allow feelings to get in the way of what should be done,
which you should understand, since you didn’t allow Alberto’s
sickness to continue.”

“
Don’t speak of my brother
again!
”

“
But you understand. I warned my
father that he should put the
Padre
back into the asylum, but he refused to listen.
Instead, he allowed my uncle to manipulate him into having that
meeting here with the intention of taking Jagger. I told my father
it was unwise to do so, that you had too many connections. I even
predicted that the Landi and Santini would become involved, which
is precisely what happened. But, do you know what he told me after
I explained all of this?”

“
What?”

“
That I needed to stop mooning
over you, that it wa
s affecting my judgment. Affecting my judgment? My desire
for you wasn’t why I had said those things; it was because I could
see my
famiglia
was going to suffer because of
his
poor judgment.”

“
So, what do you expect from
me?”

“
Allow my
famiglia
to go free, and, as said, I
will hand over Matteo and the
Padre
.”

“
I want Nino
too.”

“
You cannot have my brother;
I’ll just make sure he’s safely out of the way.”

“
Even if I agree to that, what
about Christo? He has avoided my hitmen, and I hear he’s on his way
to the island.”

“
I will hand him over
too.”

“
I don’t
believe you.”

“
I’m not lying, which is why I
said you couldn’t have Nino. I hold no love for the other three. I
hardly even know Matteo since he’s lived most of his life in
America. He’s also far too reckless, and the only alliance he has
is with himself. I told my father this, but he ignored me as usual,
while Christo should’ve been killed a long time ago. He tried to
take over power from my father but didn’t have enough backers, so
my father banished him to America. My father was too soft when it
came to the twins, probably because he helped raise
them.”

“
When was Christo banished?” I
asked. “And why didn’t I know?”

“
It was two months ago. It was
kept a secret because my father didn’t want to appear
weak.”

“
Your deal isn’t appealing
enough. The Landi and Santini can hunt your men down, which means I
don’t need you.”

“
You’ll catch the
Padre
and possibly
Christo, but not Matteo. My father referred to him as a chameleon,
because he can disappear and reappear anywhere undetected.
He will find a way
to get to you, even using innocents to do so. He is extremely
dangerous not only to you, but for your whole
famiglia
AND anyone connected to
them.”

I looked over at Rita, who was
nodding.

“
So, all I get out of this
is Matteo, and saving time with finding the other two?”

“
I will also stop any other
usurpers from attacking. As you know, my oldest brother had
numerous children. Although they aren’t as dangerous as Matteo, a
number of the adult ones will still seek revenge. I will calm them
down. Also, my
famiglia
is considerably richer than yours. You may have taken over
my household and the House of Whores, but we have a considerable
amount of money offshore,
plus
highly profitable gambling businesses on the
continent and in America. Christo runs them, and with him out of
the way I will take over, that is, with your help.”