Chapter 4

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Kelly..

Marco put me down on my feet and took my coat off as we entered the living room. His place was so big and elegant. It was in the country away from city life. His home looked very relaxing and modern. It looked quite simple but I knew that each piece of furniture was very expensive. I saw a lot of portraits hanging on the wall. There was one of an older man with a mustache and a very beautiful brown hair woman with fair skin. She looked so much like Marco. I thought that she must be his mom.

"Bella, are you okay?" He asked as he came closer and caressed my arm. I turned around, looked at him, and nodded. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came. It's as if my voice was gone. I was almost raped and killed if Marco and his men hadn't rescued me.

When I walked into the abandoned alley, the person followed me. I immediately called Marco's phone. I guess he was expecting my call because he picked up after just one ring. He assured me that he was on his way. My cell phone fell from my hand as I heard the footsteps right behind me. The person then grabbed me by my hair and slammed me down to the ground.

The tears ran down my cheeks as I fell on my stomach. He then flipped me onto my back and smacked me as hard as he could on the lips. I knew that my lips were now swollen. I started to scream and tried to get away but I couldn't. I wanted to die at that point. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands clasped around my neck. He tightened his hold around my neck and started choking me.

He then proceeded to put his hand down there but before he could do so, I heard two gunshots fired, and then I heard the man's body hitting the ground. My eyes were still tightly closed as I heard Marco's voice calling my name and yelling orders at his men. A small smile came to my lips as I heard his strong deep voice. He had saved me and at that moment, I wanted to live again. I felt his strong arms as he picked me up and carried me to the car. He whispered and told me that he was here and he wouldn't let anyone hurt me.

I was so shocked and frightened. He kept on asking me if I was okay but I didn't respond to him. I couldn't speak. He cradled me in his strong arms as he whispered and told me that he was taking me to his place. I couldn't object even if I wanted to. I felt so safe in his arms.

"Bella, what can I get you to eat?" We were in one of the guest bedrooms.

I finally found my voice. "I'm not hungry," I murmured as I looked away from him.

He stood before me and held my cheeks in the palms of his lean hands. "Bella, I'm sorry. No one will ever hurt you again. I promise." I stared into his ice-cold light hazel eyes. I could see regret and sadness. "I'm going to get the ice to put on your lips."

I nodded and gave him a weak smile. It wasn't his fault. Bad things always happen to good people. My father was a good person and he had to die from a horrible disease. I've always tried to be a good girl and I almost got raped.

I leaned into his touch and closed my eyes as he kissed my forehead.

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"Marco," I mumbled and he looked at me seriously. "I want to take a shower."

"I'll run your bath for you." He responded in a croaky voice.

"Thanks, Marco," I said and followed him into the bathroom.

"You're welcome, Bella." He turned the water on and I told him what I wanted in my bath.

"Kelly, I'll be out on the balcony if you need me." He said and stepped away from me but I grabbed his hand.

"Please, stay," I begged him.

"Kelly, are you sure?" His tone was low.

"Yes," I replied as I took off my clothes.

Marco watched as I stripped naked before him.

I wanted him so much.

He let out a heavy sigh as I stood before him completely naked. He stood there scanning my body with lust-filled eyes. I took his hands and placed them on my ass cheeks. His breathing became heavy as he ran his hands all over them.

"Kelly," he muttered. "You don't know what you're doing, bambino."

"I do, Marco," I assured him. "Kiss me," I said, standing on my tippy toes.

I was extremely short at 5'1. So, he had to lower his head even though I was on my tippy toes. He slowly brushed his soft lips against mine as he wrapped his arms around my body. I closed my eyes as he shoved his tongue inside my mouth. I moaned into the kiss as our tongues entwined.

He caressed my breasts and licked my ear lobe. I took off his black jacket and dress shirt. I ran my hands all over his tatted chest and abs as we stared into each other's eyes.

My lips slightly parted and my eyes opened wide as I felt his finger touching my pussy lips. He took one of my small nipples into his mouth as he fondled my clitoris. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck.

"Marco, I'm still a virgin," I uttered to him.

He stopped and stared at me. Somehow, the color of his eyes had changed to a dark hazel. Maybe, I wasn't seeing clearly.

He nodded at me. "I knew that, Bella." He gently kissed my lips.

How the hell did he know? I asked myself.

"Bella, why don't you go and take that bath." He suggested.

"Okay," I said. "Will you join me?"

He took a few seconds and then he asked, "Is that what you want?"

"Yes," I replied firmly.

He took his pants and boxers off and laced his fingers into mine as we stepped into the bath together. I looked at his dick which was very huge and erect.

Oh, shit! That would've split me in two. I thought.

I relaxed in his arms as I felt his erect dick pressing against my ass. I shifted awkwardly as Marco draped an arm around my neck.

"Are you okay, Bella?" He asked in a concerned tone.

I nodded as I looked at him. "Yes, Marco." I smiled at him.

"Good." That was all he said as he caressed my thigh.

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Third person's POV

"I can't believe that fool didn't do the job that he was sent to do!" Matteo yelled at his men as he smoked his cigarette.

"Never send a boy to do a man's job, son. I thought you knew that." A voice said to him from the darkness.

"I know. This time I'm going to do it myself. Now that I know that fool's weakness, I can easily conquer him." He let out an evil laugh as he poured himself a drink.

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