KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA LEADER

CHAPTER 4 : RESTLESS

-NATALIE POV-

I have been struggling all night to sleep. I am bloody restless. I can't get Carter Ciantro off my mind. He is bloody haunting me. I can't stop thinking about what he said to me. About how close he was to me. I can still feel his lingering touch on my skin. I can still smell his scent all over me. I want him so close to me again. I wanted him to kiss me, to touch me. And I hate myself for it. He is a bloody ego statistic, arrogant bastard. And I want him.

I can't help but wonder or was what he said to me was the truth. I can remember it completely clear.

*I look up at him and smirk. I say to him "You can't do anything to me, bastard. So why don't you just open the bloody door, so that I can leave? My cousin is probably worried sick about me by now." I stand up and he moves a little back. I say slowly to him "Open; the; bloody; door; now." He moves closer to me and puts his hand on the back of my neck; forcing me to look up at him as he tilts my head back a little. I try to push him away, but he just pushes me against a wall again. I close my eyes as he leans down to my neck. He inhales and I let out a stuttered breath as he brushes his lips lightly against my neck, igniting my skin. He finds my sweet spot just right behind my ear and lightly bites it. I gasp as my breath hitches. How can this bloody bastard affect me this much without really trying to? I can feel him smirking against my skin as he kisses down my neck to my collar bone. I try to escape his grasp, but it is no use, he is too strong.

He leans a little back and kisses up my neck to my lips. He brushes his lips over mine; which is driving me insane with desires. But then he pulls back and I open my eyes, looking up at him. He is smirking down at me as he says "You loved that, didn't you? To feel my lips on you, igniting your skin. If you want me to kiss you, then you have to beg me for it. I am not going to do anything to you. I won't do anything without your permission. I am going to wait until you want me, and I want you to desire me and come to me yourself and ask me for it. I won't touch you until then, but don't provoke me. I can't be gentle. I will not tolerate disobedience from you." I just stare up at him. Is he bloody serious? Does this bloody bastard seriously think I will give myself to him? Oh, game bloody on. Two can play this bloody game.

He lets go of me and moves back. He walks to the door and unlocks it. "Come; I will walk you to your car. You will go straight home, got it?" I walk to him and walk out of his office. I am over this party anyway. He walks me back to the bar and I walk to Layla and Mike. I say to Layla "Layla, I am going to head home. I will see you later, okay?" She looks behind me and probably sees Carter staring at us. She leans closer and says "Who is that? He is hot; are you going to take him home with you?" I smile at her and whispers back to her "That is Carter Ciantro and no I am not taking him home with me, he is escorting me to my car. I'll tell you tomorrow what happened." She hugs me and I walk to Carter as I say to him "We can go now." He walks me out and towards my car.

I take out my keys and unlock the car. I open the door and turn to him "Well, Mister Ciantro, as always it's been a pleasure." He moves closer to me and says in a threatening tone "Don't provoke me, Baby Girl." I put my hand on the back of his neck and pull him closer as I whisper into his ear "Don't worry about it, Love" I kiss his cheek and get into my car. I close the door and start the engine. I drive off and go home.*

Ever since I got home, I can't keep my bloody mind off him. Layla and Mike got home a while after me, but they went straight to their room and got busy. Which is good for me, because they won't question what happened at the club until tomorrow morning.

I toss and turn for a while and I guess some time through the night I fell into a very deep slumber.