5. Stella #2
“What the fuck, Gino? Why did you drug me again and, much more importantly, why was I moved? Tell me where I’m at right this instant, or else I won’t be cooperating with you going forward.”
His eyes shift from me to the table and back.
I can’t read his eyes, so not sure if he’s buying my fake temper tantrum or not, though I don’t let up.
When he continues to walk toward me, I ready myself for an attack and thank God I do.
His eyes change right before my eyes. I never believed in that shit, but seeing it right in front of me, I now know that shit can happen.
He leans down, grabbing my arm, tightly pulling me right into him. His face is centimeters from mine.
“Tesoro, do you take me for a fool? Are you trying to make me believe that you walked to the bathroom brushed your fucking teeth and took a piss but never touched the phone sitting right there on the table within your view? Do you take me for a goddamn imbecile?”
When I go to pull back he drags me even closer, and that’s when I feel it, his hard-on pressing into my belly.
I feel bile rise up my throat and barely turn my head before I start to vomit all over the bed and down to the floor.
Gino immediately lets me go, actually pushing me away from him.
As I empty my stomach, he tells his men to get something to clean up my mess, while he goes and sits at the table.
I hear him on his phone, telling someone to bring up some chamomile tea and crackers.
When I’m done, he motions for me to go into the bathroom, which pisses me off, but I need to get the taste out of my mouth.
So, after brushing and gargling I return to the bedroom to see the tea has been brought up and a steaming cup is waiting for me across from Gino, who seems to be drinking coffee.
I slowly walk toward the table and literally plop down onto the chair, already exhausted thanks to the damn drugs I’m receiving.
The mob boss’s eyes never move from my body, and I lift the cup up and take a sip.
No one says a word until he lifts my phone up, motioning for me to unlock it, which I do.
I see him open the phone program and look at recent calls, which I’m not sure who I called but it was at least two days before I was taken.
This idiot doesn’t realize this isn’t my main phone but the one I carry when I’m on a mission.
Well, that works in my favor, thank Christ. His eyes lift back to mine and when he puts that snarky grin on his face, I wait for it and he doesn’t disappoint.
“So, does the thought of me fucking you turn your stomach that much, Tesoro? Well, you’re going to have to get used to that idea because the more I see you and share in your company that thought is turning me on more and more.
And if Incubus doesn’t cooperate, I’m sure a video of me taking his wife, either by consent or by force, will drive him even more goddamn insane.
So, for now, you will share your meals with me and whenever else I just want your company, do you hear me?
And if you think to argue or avoid me, there will be consequences, my dear.
My wife and family do not know of this place, so we don’t have to worry about being found out or having someone sneak up on us.
And since it’s under our dummy companies, I doubt either Cobalt or Incubus will be able to find it or you.
Does that thought upset or excite you, Stella?
I’m curious, as you have one of the most unreadable faces I’ve ever seen.
Most women by now would be crying, screaming, and begging to be let go or trying to use their bodies to get what they want.
But not you, just sitting there calmly listening with no expression on that beautiful face.
For now I’ll let this go, as I have important business to attend to.
You may leave this room. Treat this house like your own, though I will be leaving some of my men behind to keep an eye on you.
Until I know you can be trusted, it will have to be that way, Tesoro.
Especially since I can’t be here all the time.Your arrival comes at an inopportune time, as next week I leave for a family vacation back to Italy and have no way of getting out of it.
The ball and chain would lose her ever-loving mind if I did not go, and it would not be fair to the children either.
Wondering if there is a way I can sneak you to Italy for the two weeks, but not sure it’s worth all the bother as it’s just a short time.
Don’t worry your pretty head, my dear, it will all fall into place…
it always does. I will leave you now but get yourself together, as cook is making breakfast. You will see me this evening and I want you to be properly dressed for dinner.
There are clothes in the closet that will fit you and enough of them for you to pick what you like.
If by chance nothing fits your fancy, let one of the men know and I will have other items brought to you for approval.
We dress for dinner each evening, so plan on that also. ”
He stands and comes to me, grabbing my upper arms and pulling me up.
When he wraps his arms around me, I go limp, which he wasn’t prepared for and when he lets me go, I land back in the chair.
He leans down, pressing his lips into my hair, taking a deep breath.
My God, he’s sniffing me like a rabid dog.
“Tesoro, I look forward to seeing you this evening. Use some makeup also so those bruises aren’t slapping me in my face as a reminder of those men and what they did.
I wonder with you here if maybe later I might receive some news from your man, Cullen, by then.
And if you’re good, I’ll share it with you. ”
With that he turns and walks out, leaving one of his ugliest and meanest looking men to watch over me. I’m totally, and without a doubt, fucked at the moment.