••••••|The Next Morning|••••••
It was 6:00 in the morning, the clock beeped as Sandro and Xaviera woke up.
Xaviera walked to the bathroom immediately to take her bathe. She didn't forget to lock the door behind her.
She brushed her teeth and stepped into the grand shower which was enclosed by a transparent glass door. She let down her long hair, as she washed it with the running water and some shampoo.
She closed her eyes to prevent the warm water from entering them.
As she meditated about the life ahead of her, she felt a couple of hands around her waist, and something poking her ass.
She felt goosebumps all over her body, she was frightened; she couldn't turn around to see who it was because she was held firmly.
She turned her neck slightly above her shoulder, and she saw the same deep blue eyes, a chiseled jaw and a pointed nose along with a little pink mouth.
"Don't whimper, it's me, not a stranger." Sandro nibbled into her ear. She shivered, even though the water was warm. She tried all she could to get away from his grasp, but whatever she did, Sandro brought her closer to him; so she gave up.
"Please leave me, you are poking me and it's having an impact on me." Xaviera whispered.
"What impact? Are you horny now? I can do what pleases me the most; it's not difficult to thrust into you though, you are slacked." He teased.
"I'm not slacked. I have never done it before, so don't say that next time. And I'd never do it."
"Oh okay. You see, it's hard for me to believe that you are a virgin. You mean Antonio never touched you? Huh?" Sandro told her.
"You know Antonio?"
"Of course I do, he's your only love, isn't he?" Sandro teased again.
"Yes he is, and I love him. For your information, Anto never touched me. All we did was kissing and hugging, and a lot of soothing cuddles." Xaviera told him.
"Mhm, he'd be heart broken to find out that you're marrying a different person. He should have fucked you on time, he'd have never regretted it. Now I'd get to do it first. Poor Antonio, he's busy flirting with other girls out there."
"He'd never do that! He loves me." Xaviera said; and Sandro tightened his grip the more.
"Please let go off me. You're hurting me." She mumbled.
"I'm busy, I'm enjoying this. So, you said Antonio loves you right? It's difficult to tell you that he's fucking a very good friend of yours right now, or shoulda say, best friend? Yeah, best friend. What's her name again? Yeah, Nadia. I swear he is. Don't ask me how I know because I have the world in my palms." Sandro said confidently.
"Nadia knows how Antonio and I love each other, she'd never do anything to hurt me."
"Oh okay. Naive bitch. Imma mind my business. You'd never believe this, even if I break your head and fix it in." Sandro mumbled and kept mum after that. He still held Xaviera, which made her feel things she never felt before.
"Please leave me! Isn't seeing my nakedness enough for you?" She asked in a sobbing tone.
"Nope, your naked body is nothing. It's dirty, shapeless, tasteless and many more. You think I want to fuck you or what? Tsw! Your body reminds me of this stupid girl I ran into some other time. She was so fat and, ugh! It's hard to describe her."
"I'm not fat, am I? And please let go off me; and stop saying nasty things against my body, it's rude."
"They are not nasty. It's the truth. You see, I say whatever that comes into my mind. I can't hide it from you; you have a disgusting body. I see, Antonio never touched you because of that, right?"
"Sandro stop, and get your arms off my boobs!" She said; trying hard not to let out a tear; how long can she hold them?
"Tsw! It's not your fault that your body ain't got the features that a man would want. I think you went through malnutrition, because countryside food doesn't have the things you need to develop well. I think your mother wasn't feeding you well. Antonio, Antonio, Antonio. I pity him. I don't blame him for not having any interest in having sex with you, because you're a slacked whore! You probably slept with all the countryside guys!"
As soon as his mouth landed, Xaviera turned forcibly, as she gave him a tight slap; and she shed a lot of tears; plenty.