Kitten | 18+ {finished}

Thirty-nine

James

Four days later it was time for me and Ava to leave for Italy. I had spoken to her parents in person, explaining that I wanted Ava to come with me, as a kind of internship position before deciding if she would fit as my assistant. It would be nice to have her at my work, but I wasn't there often, as I worked more with the drug business. If Ava would ever agree to marry me I wouldn't want her to work anyway, unless she wanted to. It wasn't necessary for her though, I would easily provide for her.

We had just boarded the private plane and had gotten comfortable in our seats. I watched Ava as she sat opposite me, much to my dismay, putting her hair up. She had been an extreme tease these past days. All I wanted to do was fuck her senseless, but I had agreed to this little game. Actually, I was the one who started it. Fucking dumbass. I had noticed how hard it was for her too, I could practically smell her wet pussy every now and then when I was in her presence. It turned me on how sensitive she was. I didn't even have to touch her for her to get aroused.

She had pulled a few things lately, including wearing clothes that barely covered anything, or flirting with men right in front of me, trying to get a reaction out of me. She didn't though, although I did send my men to beat up the fucker who she flirted with. I was very close to losing this contest.

And that piece of white lace lingerie she wore the other night made the blood flow to my cock in seconds. Fucking brat.

"Want to take a picture? It will last longer." She smirked, sitting back in her seat to cross her legs. Her skirt rode up, giving me a peek of her underwear. I raised my eyes to hers.

"I'm still allowed to look at what's mine, if I'm not mistaken, bambina?"

"I'm sure you want to do more than just look though." Her voice was steady, her smile teasing me.

God help me what I will do about her bratty behavior when this shit is over.

A male servant came up to us, asking if we wanted any drinks. When I saw Ava lean closer to him while smirking softly, I understood that hiring a male was a big mistake.

"Can I get a glass of white wine, please?" She smiled up at him.

"You're not drinking." I said. She moved her eyes to me.

"Yes, I am."

I rolled my eyes, knowing she wouldn't give up if I argued with her. She might have been the only person I let win arguments with me, ever. The young man turned to me but I shook my head, dismissing him. He hurried off and I looked out the window, not wanting to weaken by Ava's alluring beauty.

My fingers started unconsciously playing with the rings on my hands, it was a habit I did when I was either bored or in deep thought. Ava was more quiet than usual and I turned my head to look at her. Her eyes were set on my hands. I smirked as she clenched her thighs together. She didn't seem to notice that I caught her staring, and my fingers spun the ring around. Her lips parted. Did this turn her on?

I stopped the movement and rested my hands in my lap, causing her to look up into my eyes. I smirked at her. She didn't say anything, just looked out the window instead. I chuckled to myself, she was clearly aroused.

Seems like two can play at this game after all.

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Ava slept the entire flight, curled up in her seat. Her pink lips were parted as she breathed in and out peacefully. I on the other hand had my computer in my lap, I still had some work to do. We were staying at one of my hotels, as my mansions are outside the city. It will be easier for me to travel back and forth from the warehouse where we stacked the drugs this way. It was our monthly check-up, where I have to go and look over next month's clients and our income etc. Perhaps I would give Enzo a little visit as well. He was here in Italy. He had been locked up here for a while, my men having a little fun with him. However they wanted. And now I was letting him do some dirty work for me, in exchange for him keeping his life. I would kill him eventually though. That little fucker would never live another happy day in his life.