Sinful Desire 18+

3. lingerie

Adriana

There wasn't much to do in my room, however all the wardrobes and drawers in the room seemed to be filled with a shit ton of expensive clothing. There were racks upon racks of normal everyday clothes almost like they were made for me, everything was in my size too.

What really offended me was the bras. They were way too small to fit my huge breasts, which upset me a little, do they think I have small tits? Not that I care but still.

I also noticed the endless amounts of lingerie sets paired with garter belts in the drawers, I hope they don't expect me to be some sort of prostitute for them because I'd rather claw my own eyes out.

"Miss Romano, Mr Lombardi is expecting you now," The maid — who I learned is named Dayna— called me through the door.

Luckily I slipped on a grey jumper with a black skirt. The skirt was unnecessarily short but it didn't really matter to me, I can wear what I want it's not my fault mens eyes like to wander.

I opened the door flashing Dayna a small smile, she also seemed like she didn't want to be here so I didn't give her any greif. She led me down the marble staircase and there were a few men wearing all black suits walking around the hallway.

I had hardly been out of my room since I got here so seeing the huge living room and kitchen displayed out infront of me was a shock. Everything looked clean and open, the walls were decorated with pictures and everything was in its place.

Dayna then took me to what seemed to be a dining room and there he was. Sat in a chair at the end of the table, the man who caused this mess, the man who makes me tremble under his intense stare and the man who I just want to stab in the carotid artery.

"Go." He said to Dayna and she practically sped away from the room leaving Nico and I alone.

His dark eyes trailed along my figure merely stopping at my bare thighs then trailed back up so our eyes could meet.

"Sit." He ordered gesturing towards the seat at the other end of the table, I had noticed he's wearing the same suit as he wore earlier. It looked fresh and clean on him causing the muscles on his arms to practically bulge out when he moved.

I did as I was told for once and sat in the seat opposite from him yet we still remained about 6ft apart because of this huge ass table.

"You haven't eaten anything since you got here." He reminds me and I looked infront of me at the large juicy steak with a side of freshly cooked homemade fries. It looked delicious but I'm not eating this assholes food.

"Maybe I'm just trying to process the fact that I've been kidnapped and I have no idea why."

He chuckled shoving a peice of steak in his mouth avoiding my statement, his chiselled jaw moved back and fourth as he chewed and I may have stared longer than I intended to.

He swallowed his food, his adams apple bobbed then he spoke"I heard you're a medical student." He peered up from his food and once again I felt vulnerable under his stare.

"And who told you that? Because I certainly didn't." I said and his jaw clenched.

"I don't like your attitude Adriana," He stated calmly.

"You can just call me Addy." I said softly. I hate my full name and I also hate when people call me it, I usually just ask people to call me Addy since it's easier.

"Why would I shorten such a beautiful name?" His features softened for a moment and he spoke again when I didn't answer his question, which I assumed was rhetorical "So you're a medical student, yes?"