Chapter 104
AYLA
His kiss is wild and unrestrained. His hands wander to my body, gliding down to touch every inch of me while mine reach for his nape, feeling his skin under my fingertips. My stomach feels hollow as his lips devour my mouth. His tongue caresses mine roughly, making me lean back on the counter.
I try to breathe, but all I sense is him, filling my mouth with the wine taste on his lips. My heart flutters, my consciousness dulls, and my legs tremble around his waist. The subtle noise of our lips clashing and pulling away to meet again fills the air, turning everything foggy inside my head.
Suddenly, I hear a gasp. My hands grip his collar. My body flinches.
Massimo pulls my lower lip between his mouth and lets me go. I suck in a sharp breath, my hooded eyes going behind him to find Calista and Max standing in the doorway. Calista is wide-eyed but Max is smirking as if he finds this amusing.
My cheeks flush. Unconsciously, I hide my face in Massimo’s chest while trying to get over the embarrassment. “Oops, we thought you two were fighting.” Calista blurts. “Well, go on. Continue. Uhm, we won’t disturb you.” “Let’s leave them alone, Darling.” Max hums. “Stop making her nervous.” Massimo huffs, his hand cupping the back of my head. ” Go on, have your lunch. I am taking my wife home p>
My heart does a somersault as his deep voice sounds so close to my ears. I lick my bottom lip, his taste still lingering in my mouth.
Did I ever think I would kiss someone so eagerly?
No. I thought I would spend the rest of my life struggling to be intimate with a man, to know how a kiss feels or how his body will feel against mine.
But here it is. Everything I dreamed of is coming true with the least expected man—my father’s enemy.
Guilt consumes me when I think about it again.
“They are gone.” Massimo whispers, his hands dropping to my lower back.
I pull my face out of his chest and meet his lustful gaze. Massimo sucks in a deep breath and licks his lips, his eyes lowering to my parted mouth. Slowly, he cups my cheek. His thumb caresses my bottom lip before he pushes it into my mouth. Instinctively, my lips close around it, and I suck it softly. Massimo’s eyes flash golden, his gaze flying to meet my eyes. “You seduced me p>
I frown, as he pulls his thumb out of my mouth and takes a step back. “You—You were touching me, Massimo. If anyone is working on seduction here, it’s you. Massimo turns his back on me and runs his fingers through his hair. His muscles tense up, and a dark aura spreads in the air.
My heart sinks when I realize what’s happening to him. He is regretting this more than me.
Didn’t he take advantage of me before? How can he be angry at me now? Why does he act like this is the first time he wanted to have his way with me?
My lips purse as I watch him closely. He paces around the kitchen for a while, thinking about Goddess knows what.
When he comes to a stop, my gaze drops to his slacks. The visible bulge in them, makes me press my thighs closed.
“You made me hard with a fucking kiss!” He hisses, strolling back to me.
“How—How is it my fault? “I stutter, my mouth drying at the sight of him towering over me.
Is it a big deal if I made him hard with a kiss? Isn’t that supposed to happen?
I feel like an idiot who never researched these things before. Well, how would I even know? I have never been with a man before!
Massimo stands before me, seething and glaring down as if he can’t wait to murder me. My lips pucker out on their own, as my eyes water.
“Why are you angry at me? Just now you said you- – -well, whatever you wanted to do tonight and now you are like this. You took advantage of me, you separated me from my family, you embarass me, hurt me, and hate me. I—I should be angry at you! Then why are you angry at me?” I hiss, dropping down from the counter.
Massimo stays there and glares at the ceiling. I shake my head, walking out of the kitchen and towards the main door.
I thought I should leverage whatever this situation is and make Massimo teach me how he touches me without sending me into a panic mode but it doesn’t seem to be happening anytime soon.
Maybe, my problem is cured. I should try to touch some other man to see how it goes.
A glint appears in my eyes at the thought and I step out onto the porch. I will attend another one of those crazy parties with Hazel and see what happens when I get close to a man.
If I am dead drunk, like I was with Massimo, perhaps, I will be able to get over my fear once again.
Massimo marches past me and gets into his black Maybach. I follow him silently and take my spot in the passenger seat.
Quietly, he starts the engine and pulls the car out of the driveway with a jolt. I can sense his anger and frustration and it’s irking me out more than usual.
“I am not going to become a part of your fairy wedding, Massimo. Drop that idea and stop using me.” I whisper after we are far away from the packhouse.
“You will, Ayla Alvarez! When I fucking tell you to get onto the altar, you do. When I tell you to get on your knees and suck my cock, you fucking get on it without asking questions! If I want your pussy, you give it to me. Or else you know what I am fucking capable off! Do not f g test my patience anymore and do not dare to bring my family into this again!” Each word is emphasized and insulting.
I gawk at his side profile, unable to look away from his reddening face. My heart trembles and my mind goes blank at the sudden threats from him.
“Why?” I whisper, tears welling in my eyes. ” why must you do this to me, Massimo p>
“Because you deserve it. A whore like you deserves every second of the pain that I intend to cause you!” He yells so loud that I flinch and push myself back into the door.
Then, he curses under his breath and stops the car. The screeching noise of the tires echoes around me.
“Get the f**k out!” He growls, clenching onto the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white.
I don’t ask questions, and don’t try to fight him. I open the door and get the hell away from him while I still can.
He doesn’t wait for anything and zooms away, leaving me stranded under the scorching sun.
My hands tighten into fists. Max is wrong. He doesn’t know what kind of a monster his son is.
I shake my head, and dial Hazel’s number on my phone. As expected, she picks up on the first ring and her chiming voice comes through. I don’t wait to hear her whining and come straight to the point. “Take me to a club. The best one there is, Hazel. I want to party tonight p>