WARNING! SMUT AHEAD.
At six in the morning, Carlos arrived in his mansion with the girl he bought at the underworld auction house. She was complaining and talking nonstop in the car, which almost got into his nerves, but he decided to endure it. Now, to make her pay for the uncomfortable ride she caused him, he dragged her out of the car with a firm grip and pulled her roughly into the house. She protested, but her complaints were falling on deaf ears.
"Can't you be a little gentler, Mr.?"
He kept quiet as the guards saluted and greeted him. His grip remained firm on her arm.
"I know you purchased me after l was kidnapped and all, but I'm not your piece of furniture, you hear me! Can't you at least act like a civilized human being?" She yelled at him.
He pulled her all the way upstairs and pushed her into a room, just not too far from his, then turned to the guards and gave an order. "Make sure she doesn't escape."
He shot her with his cold gaze one last time before turning away. The gaze that always gave her butterflies in her tummy. She growled at him and cursed under her breath. "What in the freaking world is he? His sexy eyes are my weakness, l just can't look away from them. Wait- did l just say sexy? What's wrong with me?" She mused and slapped her cheeks. Carlos locked her in the room, and then went back outside to his car, and the driver drove him to meet EL Rey so they could take a private flight to Italy to deliver the girls to his client, Danzo.
Meanwhile, in his house, Camilla wondered about in the room where she was locked in. The windows had burglar bars, and beside that, her room was on the fifth floor of the mansion, so trying to escape through the window was suicide. She sighed and then threw herself onto the large, comfortable bed that was covered in beautiful red bedsheets that smelled really nice. At least it wasn't so bad. It was far much better than a place where her kidnappers kept her, and even better than her own father's house. Despite being comfy, she couldn't help but wonder what exactly the man who purchased her was planning to do with her. For all she knows, these notorious mafia gangsters were nothing but immoral pieces of shit who only use women as their cum machines. She knows that, and she witnessed it happen a couple times with her own eyes. Although she was still young back then, the images of what transpired are still vividly visible in her mind. And it's those memories that made her steel her heart to never trust a man in her life. But now her fate had abandoned her and threw her life into the hands of these creatures called a 'man' that she despises the most. The mere thought of losing her first time to a gangster made her shiver and turned her stomach cold. She spent the whole day alone in the room, and food and water were provided to her by the guards.
Around eight in the evening, Carlos finally arrived from his business trip, which didn't necessarily go so well because he didn't deliver the agreed number of girls to his client, so they had a little misunderstanding.
The first thing he did when he arrived was go to Camilla's room to check if she was still there.
"Oh, my-. Look who has finally arrived. Mr. gloomy pants in his usual boring attitude. " Camilla snorted as soon as Carlos got inside. He stared at her for a long time without blinking an eye. She was looking fresh than before, and her body was only wrapped in a white silky towel that barely covered anything.
"Why- are you dressed like that?" He drawled, raising an eyebrow.
"How should l dress you dummy. I took a bath, and l don't have any clothes to change. What did you expect me to do, huh? Where l come from, even furniture like tables have table cloths, but you didn't give me shit to wear." She bickered.
He raised his eyebrow again and cringed at the nickname she had given her, "Dummy." No one dares call him that. It's either this girl is brave or just foolish. He had to punish her for that. He closed the door and gave her an impish look that made her feel really uncomfortable.
She looked at him and met his deep, icey blue gaze, and for some reason, she couldn't look away. It was as if his eyes were magnetic, locking hers into them.
He hobbled to her, covering the distance between them, their eyes still locked like they were in an eye-contact competition. She was so lost in the depth of his eyes that she even forgot to breathe. She was snapped back to reality when she felt his body heat radiating from him to her barely covered skin, and strangely, the sensation made her twitch in a good way.
"What's going on?." She mused. "Who is this man–a seductive Greek God,perhaps. These gangster men are scum and besides that, l can't afford to fail my mission on the first day. I was strictly forbidden to avoid getting emotionally close to him, and yet here I am- melting over him. I can feel my body literally screaming for his touch, but... l can't do this. I have to stop him."
Camila raised her hands to try and push him away from her, but the moment they touched his chest, her mind went blank. She couldn't bring herself to push him away. His well-built chest and abs were hard to resist caressing. They filled her with indescribable ecstasy.
"Get on your knees." His commanding voice yanked her from the seductive daydream that she'd fallen into.
"H-huh! What did you say?" She muttered in a cracking voice, and oh boy, trust her voice to betray her in situations like these.
"On your knees, NOW!" He commanded again, this time his voice a little louder which made her heart skip a beat.
She tightened the towel around her body and slowly went on her knees, wondering when and how this man turned her into a good, mannered, timid little girl.
"Good, girl." He grunted in a fruity voice, a creaky smirk spreading across his lips as he he removed his belt. She watched him in utter shock, feeling her intestines twist against each other as he removed his trousers together with his underwear, revealing a big monster dick that dangled in front of her, making her gulp down a whole lot of nothing. It started throbbing and softly slapping her nose. It felt warm, and the demonic voice inside her urged her to feel a little more of that warmth, but she hesitated until....
"Lick it!" He commanded again, and it was that commanding, husky voice of his that made her feel weak and vulnerable around him. He grabbed her by her head, roughly pulling her wavy shoulder-length red hair closer to him.
She just squinched her eyes and opened her lips apart, munching on his manshaft like it was a lollipop.
It was too big that she felt her lips stretching, but that wasn't the problem. The problem was the pace. He was thrusting her in and out a little too fast, which made her struggle to breathe.
"Tell me. Who's a dummy!" He grilled , his left hand pulling her hair roughly while he swayed his hips really fast.
"Nghmm..."She let out a sound. It wasn't clear whether she was trying to speak or moan.
"Tell me. Who is a dummy, you stupid red haird bitch that lacks respect for her master and the ability to shut the fuck up!" Carlos grunted under gritted teeth until he released a heavy load that filled her small mouth, and she had no choice but to swallow everything before she choked on it.
He then pushed her away to the bed, feeling satisfied and disgusted at the same time by her presence.
She gasped heavily for air and tried vomiting.
"Darn it, you weirdo!"She cursed. "You made me drink your stinking cum. Fuck you!!"
A crooked smile patted on his lips. He didn't expect her to be such defiant after all that. El Rey was telling the truth when he said she's a strong woman. "You are a stubborn one, aren't you? Stupid red head." He coerced, and she growled back, rolling her eyes.
He climbed the bed and roughly snatched away the white towel she used to cover herself, revealing her pointy voluptuous breasts that looked inviting with small but hard pink nipples— exactly the type of boobs he loved. He isn't a fan of big fallen heroes, if you know what I mean. .
"Listen, stupid red haird. It's either you apologize for calling me dummy now, or l make this hard for you. Which is which? The choice is yours!"
Tbc