In a world full of high crime, honor and duty seem to fall suspiciously high on Natalia Rivera's list of needs. When she meets Prime Accardo, all of the pieces appear to fall in place.
TW- This book contains themes of torture and kidnapping/abducti...
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He helped me out of the limousine, I looked around at the property.
The wide gates reminded me of my home, but didn't hold the same comfort. They looked menacing, like they belonged with a haunted house.
The home itself was magnificent. It reminded me of my house at Christmas time. It didn't have any decorations but the way it stood, perfectly taken care of, reminded me of home.
The inside was even better, everyone was asleep. Prime led me up the spiraling staircase and into his room.
The first thing I noticed was a large poster of Paolo Maldini. It surprised me, I wasn't sure why.
Then my eyes drifted to a bookcase. It covered the entire back wall. It was full of books. It was incredible, the little decorations correlated with the series on the shelf.
One of the cases looked different, it didn't have very many books, then I noticed that the coat rack next to the shelf, was for decoration.
"Slytherin?"
"What? Oh." He was locking the door.
"Hufflepuff." I smiled at him.
"That checks out." He chuckled.
"I have an almost identical shelf, but for twilight. I can't even judge."
"Oh god, you're one of those people. Ew. Get out of my house." He laughed. "I have all the books."
"Scandalous." I fake gasped.
My eyes wandered to the bed. Easily a king size, white sheets, with a black duvet. It complemented the room, but it wasn't meant to be the center of attention.
"I don't want to pressure you into anything, if you want to leave you can."
"I don't want to leave, but, I feel.. wrong?" I sighed.
"I can go sleep in the guest bedroom, you can stay here." He turned towards the door.
"No, that's not why I feel wrong. I've been told my whole life that this is one of the worst things I can do, and, well I want to do it. Why don't I feel dirty?" I grabbed his hand.
He suddenly shoved me up against the wall. I yelped in surprise.
I was already struggling to breathe. The warmth of his breath tickled the tip of my nose. The warmth spread all over my body. Lingering in certain places.
He closed his eyes and pressed his forehead up against mine. "Because you aren't. I don't know what kind of brainwashing is happening at the Rivera mansion, but your worth isn't determined by a body count."
I couldn't think straight with his face so close to mine. The ideals I had been raised with fought to the surface. "Are you sure?"
He pulled my blouse over my head and pressed me back up against the wall. "I'm very very sure." He kissed my neck, jaw, and collar bone between words.
"You need to breathe." He pressed a kiss to my forehead.
Now I was gasping for air.
"Natalia. Breathe."
"I- can't." I managed to say.
He moved to let go of me, I'd rather suffocate.
I pulled him closer by his tie and crashed my lips into his, he shoved me back into the wall and searched for a way to remove my skirt.
I managed to take his shirt off before he could figure out my skirt.
"Need a little help back there?"
"I will rip this fucking skirt to shreds."
I smiled against his lips. "Don't, I like this skirt."
I moved his hand out of the way and pulled down the zipper. He pulled it down with ease.
He grabbed my by my waist and tossed me onto his bed. I let out a small surprised yelp. He stood at the foot of the bed and stared at me, I sat up and pulled his lips back to mine.
He pulled of my bra and threw it across the room, he shoved me down onto the bed and climbed on top of me.
He grabbed one of my breast's and the kisses migrated to my neck. I dug my nails into his back.
His lips moved down further and he sucked on a nipple. I let out a strange groan/moan hybrid noise. He moved his hand down onto my inner thigh.
He rubbed my clit through my panties. His kisses kept moving down my body until he got to my thighs.
He he pulled off my panties, he brought his lips back to my thighs and slowly inched closer.
He circled my clit with his tongue, I shoved myself into his face.
He stopped, grabbed something from a drawer, and pulled down his boxers.
I had no reference for size, but he was definitely not small.
He put on the condom and positioned himself on top of me again.
"You okay?"
All I could do was nod.
He kissed my neck again and within a second was inside of me. I whimpered from the pain, but it was nothing compared to the pleasure that followed. I'd been trying to suppress my moans, but I couldn't anymore.
Everything blurred together, I could feel my body shaking and then Prime pulling me into his arms.
