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12. Punishment!
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More Than Lust! 13. New eyes!
Grace's pov My hand trembled while pressing the doorbell of his office. After last night i don't want to face him. I don't have courage to go in front of him. I was lucky that he didn't hurt me but he has definitely gave me new trauma. I was shaken from the core. Thankfully he left and didn't come back. I cried until I fell asleep, wrapped in bedsheets. Then Martha came to the rescue, she saw me trembling on the floor and helped me. I was so scared that i hugged her tightly, i needed comfort and warmth. I wanted someone to hug me and comfort me. I wanted to feel safe and Martha provided me that safety. She gave me new clothes and took me to her bedroom, i slept in her room. She stroked my head gently untill I fell asleep in her motherly embrace. I can never forget her favors, she has helped me alot. I am grateful that she didn't question me about anything. Without judging and doubting me she helped me selflessly, she always does. I woke up in the morning and wanted to leave th
More Than Lust! 14. Little birdy!
Grace's povI quickly stoop up when chief entered the office. Why is he angry now? I looked at him with fear but soon my face turned confused when i looked into his eyes.His eyes! They are not blue... They are amber.He looks like chief but he is not chief. Who is he?Oh my god! Are they twins? Martha once told me that Chief has brother but she didn't mention that they are twins. He looks exactly like chief only exception is his eyes are amber and hair are little darker than him. Chief has blue eyes and his hair have little hint of brownish colour. I stood there as he looked at me up and down making me nervous. He looks mad and dangerous. He is looking at me like he is judging me. "Where is he?"He asked in his angry voice. His voice is little heavy than chief. "I asked you something"He stepped towards me and i stepped back. "I don't know"I mumbled trying to maintain distance from him. He is not giving me good vibes. He scoffed. "Why you don't know, does he have another whor
More Than Lust! 15. Will he allow?
Grace's pov I am sitting in Mr. Gomez's office. When those brothers started fighting, Gomez quickly came with guards and seperated them. He ordered me to sit in his office until he handles the situation. I am sitting here for almost an hour and playing with hem of his sleeves. His coat is too big for me, i can literally wear it as a short dress. It's sleeves are too long, i thought about folding it up but it looks so expensive, I am afraid that I might ruin it. It's smelling like him, it feels like he is sitting with me. His scent will never leave my mind, how can I forget the scent which lingers on my body whole night and every morning. I have stopped crying but still I am scared. I don't know why but in recent days my life has become so dramatic. I am trying to forget the humiliating questions his brother asked me. I am trying to avoid the word which is ringing in my head, whore! Why his brother did that to me? Why he was asking me those questions like he is interested in chi
More Than Lust! 16. Nervous!
Author's POVGrace looked at him and waited for his answer, she was praying for his No.He looked at her as she stuttered like a stupid, must be thinking in which Language she is speaking to him. Amusement flashed in his eyes. This girl always makes him amused. He has found his entertainment. He slowly scooted to the left side of the sofa and she gulped. 'Does he want me to sit beside him? Is he giving me permission to treat his wounds?'She thought.She was confident that he will kick her out but slowly all her confidence drained away. She gulped and hesitatingly sat beside him. 'Why is he allowing me when he didn't let the doctor do it?'She murmured.She placed the kit on the coffee table and opened it. She could fill his eyes on her and it was making her uncomfortable. Not like she have ever been comfortable around him.She poured the antiseptic on cotton ball and looked at his hand which was resting on his lap. She debated in her mind thinking should she hold his hand or not.
More Than Lust! 17. Who is she?
Grace's pov I took Deep breaths in fresh air. I can hear murmuring and chattering of people in the park. Kids are playing while laughing and screaming. I want to take a minute for myself and sit in the park between people but i can't. I have to reach office. I am feeling tired, my body is exhausted. Last night i slept like a dead woman. It was hurting, everything was hurting. My lips were burning after his tortures, that touch was still lingering on my lips. My legs were sore and i could hardly walk. I don't know how I reached home last night, i was crying the whole time. It's getting unbearable day by day. I want to get rid of all this. My eyes fell on the couples, Will I ever be able find true love? Will I be able to make family? I don't want any pain in it. I finally reached the office building and pulled my sleeves down. My wrists has turned blue because of his belt. I hate that belt which has hurt me more than anything. Now a days i have become very light hearted, small t
More Than Lust! 18. Mother!
Grace's pov"So, Grace tell me about you something..."She said like she is taking my interview. Oh god! Who is she? Why she is making me so nervous?"Where are you from?... Where do you live?"She asked looking at me curiously."I am American... I shifted to Italy 5 years ago... I live with my father... Anthony street"I replied.She nodded and hummed."You look quite young, are you intern or something like that?""No"I shook my head."I have completed my studies... I am 25 years old. I have baby face that's why I look young.""You are beautiful"She smiled at me and I blushed. She herself is looking like a goddess, I am nothing in front of her. I shyly touched my hair and her eyes landed on my wrist. I quickly put my hand down and hid it with sleeves, she saw my bruises. She mumbled something in foreign language which I didn't understand, it wasn't Italian at least I can tell the difference. Her eyes visibly frowned but she quickly changed her expressions. "Your scarf is beaut
More Than Lust! 19. Gentle!
Grace's pov "Do I have to go with him... I am really nervous..." I said to Gomez. He is asking me to join Chief to some event, is he crazy? It's not that easy. I can't even stand in front of him properly, how can I become his escort and go somewhere hand in hand with him. On top of that I haven't seen him since yesterday. I don't know what he did with his mother but they were getting into intense conversation. I just hope he don't take it out on me. "It's your job, Grace... I can't do anything, it's his demand." Gomez said like he is in no mood to talk. He just handed me big bag. "Maids will help you to get ready... Go to his mansion, car is waiting for you outside... You have three hours to get ready... Go!" And he left, not letting me talk. I sighed, it's already 4pm. It means we have to leave at 7pm. I sighed and walked outside towards the car. I sat inside and saw driver, it was Rafael. "Hii, Grace..." He smiled. I forced a smile. "Hello." I don't feel comf
More Than Lust! 20. Threatened!
Grace's pov "Either way I am going to do it... It's on you, if you want to enjoy it or want to make it painful like you always do..." His words made me gulp. Is he giving me choice? Isn't he going to force it on me? He never cared before, why now? "Relax and enjoy it" His words spread heat in my body. Why does he care? I know he will do it either way, may be I can make it easy for me. But I am not going to trust him with me. He likes to hurt me, is this new way of getting amusement through me. Anyway, I don't care. Let him do whatever he wants, just 11 days more. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. "Breath!" He instructed. I gulped and took a shaky breath. But still I couldn't relax. I heard him sighing and then he started kissing my neck, specially on my sweet spot. I closed my eyes as he melted me under his touch. Why I feel horny whenever he touches me? Everyday he introduce me with different feelings, some excites me, some don't. My body relaxed as my mind got div
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