"How is everything there? Ti sta trattando correttamente e con rispetto?{Is he treating you properly and with respect}?"
"Sí, solo che suo... "
"Who are you talking to?"
Startled, she turned to see Don standing by the door. She had been so occupied with her emotions that she didn't even hear the door open or him come in.
She hung up and held the phone firmly at her side. "My dad!" she answered quickly.
"Why?" "Why not? Am I forbidden from talking or checking up on him?" she replied sassily.
"You are only allowed to talk to him with my permission and under my watch"
"Don't you have better things to do than to watch me talk Italian with my dad even when you don't understand anything in it?"
"You're now my wife. I don't mind sacrificing time to be a hundred percent sure that you're in order, most especially since you were raised to be a weapon" he said with a bit of caution in his tone.
"So you are going to give me the phone right now. I'll give it back when I'm sure you and your dad aren't planning anything against me, again!"
"Relax! You're not that important to us. We wouldn't waste so much time and effort on you"
"Your Dad will definitely have a different opinion. Sad I know him better than his daughter" he smirked teasingly and she fumed internally.
"Give me the phone!" "No!" she replied and held onto it tighter.
"Give it now, love!" he said and reached for the phone, "I said no! It's my property and it's my right to decide whether I will give it to you or not" but she dodged.
He pulled her to his chest and tried taking the phone, but she kept swatting her arms about in order to prevent him from getting it.
They kept moving back gradually until Anaya hit her leg on the foot of the bed and fell onto it, pulling Don down with her.
"Ouch!" she groaned and scratched her head. She looked up and found Don staring at her in a way she couldn't understand. It was too innocent to be lustful and too strong to be innocent. Whatever it was, it made her insides a gooey mess, and her face a vivid color of red.
She lay there frozen in place as he brought his thumb up to her lips and gently brushed her lower lip.
He then held her chin, and before she knew it, both their lips were joined in a hot steaming kiss.
She closed her eyes in acceptance and released herself not knowing why she couldn't keep her guard up when it came to him.
This kiss wasn't as gentle as the first one they shared at the ball, this one was hard, unrelenting, and felt as though he were trying to restrain himself.
She could feel the rhythmic thud of their combined heartbeats as he introduced his tongue. It didn't take long for her to follow suit, and soon their mouths were dancing in an unbreakable bond.
Or so she thought...
Was it her or was it real, she wasn't sure, but she felt his sudden hesitation for a split second, right before his hand slid up her body to her arms above her head and in the blink of an eye...
*SWOOP!!*
He swiped her phone out of her arm and stood up. Her eyes burst open in shock and vexation. She looked at him only to see him smirking.
"Unexpected turn, right love?" she didn't answer.
Yes, it was 'unexpected', but it felt so... right. Like the kiss he had just given her had been missing from her all her life. She had to feel it again.
"That wasn't planned, but the next time you make me stress over an instruction I gave, I'll have you bent over a table pleading and begging" he warned and was heading towards the door.
She ran to him and grabbed his arm so he could face her. "Do that again!" she found herself demanding boldly. He arched a brow.
"What?!" "The kiss... Do it again!" she repeated forcefully.
"You don't like the idea of me touching you but now you want me to..." he didn't finish his sentence as she then cupped his face, stood on her toes, and crashed her lips into his.
He was caught off-guard and nearly tipped over in shock. He sunk deep into her kiss at first, following the movement of her tongue, savoring the delicate taste of her lips, and enjoying the sweetness of their shared breath.
She tightened her grip on his neck, and he drove his hand into her hair as he backed her into the wall. He had always wanted her like this and in many other ways, but was this what she really wanted?
He paused to give her time to reconsider but she didn't comply. Her lips were locked tightly in his.
Consumed by his desire, he allowed his hand to slide down her body and to her thigh. He removed his lips from hers and moved to her ear where he delivered a light bite to her lobe.
He began leaving a trail of kisses from the back of her ear to the base of her neck. Each one where like a spark that ignited a fire within her.
With one hand on his shoulder, and another in his hair, she pulled him closer to her.
He came back to his senses and paused. He brought his face to eye-level with hers. She opened her eyes and stared at him in confusion.
The way she looked at him right then was enough to cause him to strip her of all her clothes and do bad things to her until all she could remember was his name.
"Are you sure you want to do this, love? Because once this is done there is no going back. You'll be mine and mine alone" he warned in a husky voice.
She didn't think twice. All she could think of was how good his lips and hands felt over her body. She had just felt the tip of the iceberg and damn was it addictive.
She nodded. He smirked.
He pushed the arm of her dress down, giving him access to the rest of her neck and shoulder.
She shuddered as his hot breath fanned her neck before he attached his lips to a particular area at the base of her neck.
He gently sucked the skin there, causing her skin to tingle.
"Mhmm" she moaned under her breath.
"You're now officially mine!"