"Why let a man whip you the way Mr. Reef did?" Davide half whispers standing in front of you grabbing your waist and resting his head against yours. "Is that not what you paid for tonight?" you ask. "Would you like that?" he asks. "Would you?" you ask instead of answering him. "Answer the question," he hissed. "Maybe it turns me on," you say. "Liar," he breathed into your ear. "Then fuck me already," you exclaim. 'Crap. No! I can't have sex with my boss,' you think. "Won't you just like that?" he chuckles deeply before stepping away from you. "I didn't mean to say that. Sex is not on the table," you say trying to rectify your mistake. "I will decide whether sex is on the table or not," Davide chuckles. "I was told it is up to me," you choke. "I will have you begging me to fuck you in no time so trust me when I tell you that it is up to me whether we have sex or not.," Davide says. A snort escapes you. Without warning Davide grabs you between your legs, dipping his finge
You feel his belt move away from your leg only to return with a slap. ''Do you like that,'' he asks, his voice hoarse.You nod your head, 'Yes.'He whips you a little harder the second and third times.You hear him drop his belt before feeling his hands on your rear end, squeezing.'Any moment now,' you think he is going to ask for sex.You feel his hands between your bodies as he fiddles with his crotch. You feel his erected manhood press against you. He lifts your leg and for a split second, you thought you won the bid when he presses the tip of his manhood against your clitoris before sliding it towards your womanhood. 'Yes, yes,' you think but then he slides it back to your clitoris, teasing you. With his one arm wrapped around your leg, holding it against his hip he uses his other to slide his erection back and forth over your clitoris. 'Oh my word, I am going to climax,' you think but then he stops. He leaves his erection between your legs and traces his hand up to your face
'I have to look for a new job,' you tell yourself getting up and walking over to Mr. Ricci's office again.Again he is not inside. Instead of locking the door, taking your clothes off, and putting on the mask, you take a seat with your arms crossed over your chest.After about thirty minutes your thoughts trailed off to the long list of 'to-do lists' from Ina's email.Deciding that you have too much work to do you got up again and locked the door. You take a deep breath to calm your nerves that just shot up your spine at the thought of Friday night. 'Will he fuck me now?' you wonder, and for some reason, you thought of Davide again. You put him out of your mind again and walked to Mr. Ricci's desk while taking off your clothes. Naked, you put the mask on and waited.Not even a minute later you hear the office door open. 'How did he know I am naked and masked?' you wonder."Good morning," you hear his voice.You lift your hand to remove the mask, thinking his voice sounds familiar."Do
"What are you doing?" You ask, walking into the nursery, finding May with your daughter on her lap, feeding her a bottle."I," May start but you interrupt her, grabbing your daughter from her. "What is this?""Formula," May says, confused by your behavior."Who the hell gave you permission to feed her formula?" you scold May."Her father," Davide says, making you turn around."You have no right!" you choke."I have all the right," he says and gives one stride over, closing the gap between you. He reaches out and touches your daughter's cheek.You pull your daughter away."Do that again and you will never see her again," he warns you."May, you will continue to feed her formula," Davide started."She is barely six months old," you protest."Breast milk is better than formula," May defended you."Did I ask for your opinion?" Davide asks, making May retreat to one of the other children."We will discuss this later," Davide says and walks out of the nursery.You open your mouth to say som
''Have I ever forced myself onto you?" Davide snorted."No, you had others do your dirty work for you," you hissed angrily."I was under a spell. How many times must I apologize for it? " Davide yelled."Let me go home," you say in the calmest tone you can muster."You are free to go but our daughter stays here. Think about it this way, you don't have to waste money on a babysitter while you go out clubbing," he answers you with one foot out the door."It is not what you think," you start to explain."Then what is it? " Davide asks, turning back into the room."I, well, um," you start but then hold back, wondering if you can trust him."Right," Davide says, shaking his head and leaving."Urg," you exclaim, frustrated.'I can't leave without her. What if he does not allow me back in? What if I never see her again?' Your mind starts to race.'This is a nice room,' you think taking in your surroundings. The four-poster bed had white bed sheets on. The drapes on the window are also white.
Like always, sex with Davide was incredible. You can't call it sex. Let's call it what it is. Making love to Davide is mind-blowing but you can't help asking yourself if it will still be so great if it was not for the mate bond. Like earlier, he told you that he loves you, over and over but you refuse to accept it. How can you after all that he put you through? You lay in the darkness next to him, wrapped in his arms, unable to move. Your mind is raising with one plan after the other, planning your great escape. After what seemed like the longest hour you attempt to get out of his arms but he tightens his grip. "Where do you think you are going?" Davide mumbles against your ear."To feed our daughter," you answer him still struggling against his arms."Why wake her?" Davide questions. "She will wake any moment now. It is best to sleep feed her than let her wake up completely. Please let me go. Trust me on this one," you add."Trust you? I know for a fact you don't have other child
"Good morning sir. Good morning," Ina greets Davide and then you, her eyes on your hands. "Good morning," you greet her back, pulling your hand away from Davide's."Please arrange breakfast for two," Davide says walking into his office. "On it," you are quick to say making Ina take her seat again. You rush out, ignoring everyone's eyes on you. Outside the building you look to your left and right, wondering what you should get for breakfast. 'Does he expect me to eat with him? Or is the 2nd breakfast for someone else?' you wonder. You are still angry. 'Why did he have to drag me past everyone? Why not use his private elevator? Why is he doing this to me?' you wonder, turning left, deciding on a croissant for breakfast. You are so deep in thought that you don't realize the eyes are following you. You enter the little coffee shop and join the queue of customers impatiently waiting for their turn. You hear another person enter the coffee shop followed by another but don't care to turn
"By now May would have told Davide what happened," you disrupt their sinister intentions."No, she won't. I compiled her to believe that you took your daughter," the hybrid sitting across from you chuckled and took your daughter from you."He will think I betrayed him," you say."Come," the other hybrid says and pulls you onto his lap, his erection pressing hard against you. He mouths your leaking breast while playing with your nipple that your daughter left erect. You know he won't bite you to drink your blood because vampires and hybrids can't drink from a lycan that shifted. You feel his fingers drop down to your waistband and he dips his fingers under finding the edge of your panties, slipping his fingers under them, reaching for the folds of your womanhood. As he parts your folds his phone ring. He releases your nipple that was in his mouth and with his fingers on your clitoris, stroking he answers his phone with an annoyed look on his face. "Boss," he answers."Yes boss," he say