Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The sexual tension in this limo is unreal. I mean Giovanni is staring at me and so is Katarina but with pure hatred, Lorenzo and Silas are looking at me with lust, and my trainees are waiting for something, I don't know what but something. Not to mention Alejandra who is staring at Silas so hard she could burn a hole through his shirt, and it's all happening because Lorenzo cannot keep his hands off of me and now I can read his dirty, filthy thoughts.
"H- How long until we get to the house?" I ask the driver, "At the gate now Mrs. Romano." God that name, I don't know if I love or hate it. "Was the name change necessary, you could just be Lorenzo Moore." I laugh at my own words, "It was necessary." God, I could tell he was thinking of dirty things, such things would happen to me tonight and everyone in this limo knew it.
"Giovanni, this is my Uhm, my formal apology, for stabbing you, I thought you were keeping a secret but now I know that you aren't, or you are just willing to risk your life on it," I say the last part under my breath. "You stabbed him? God that must've been hot." Alejandra says in awe.
"It was," Enzo says while resting his hand on my thigh. "This world is so sexist, I mean I have to change my last name and you still get to be Mr. Romano but I go from Ms. Moore to Mrs. Romano, sexist." I rant, "god shut up." Enzo groans, I punch him in the arm. "Do not speak to me that way." I hiss.
"You know how I feel about you saying my name Elora," Enzo whispers in my ear but I'm pretty sure everyone can hear him. Someone opens the limo door allowing air to fill my lungs again. "See you later, we will be planning what to do about the Russians don't kill each other or rip each other's heads off or dismantle anybody's body parts please," I said calmly before smiling.
"We will not be talking about work tonight," Enzo whispers in my ear before following me out of the limo. We step into the elevator no one daring to follow us, the elevator doors ding shut. "This dress is a fucking pain in the ass." I hiss, "You look so good in it Angel." He whispers in my ear, "stop whispering in my ear, it- you- god you are so... hot."
The elevator door ding open, I turn my head to look at Enzo and smile, "You're not going to me that easily Mr. Romano." I grab the sides of my dress before running off the elevator. I run into my, now our room and lock the door. He shakes the door handles, trying to open it but fails multiple times. "Let me in so I can fuck you as you deserve." He says from behind the door, "beg." I commanded.
"What?" I could hear the pure shock in his voice, "beg to fuck me and I'll let you in." "Fuck no," he says while one final bang on the door. "Okay, I'm taking off my dress." I lie, "now my panites are going." I could hear him growl from behind the door, "And my bra, I'm completely naked and there's no one here to fuck me, what a shame." I tease, "Elora, let me in, I'm not fucking begging you." He pleads, "Just say please, one time and I'll unlock the door."
"Fuck, Elora, please let me in." I smile before unlocking the door. He immediately opens the door, "you don't look very naked." He points out, "I thought I'd leave that to you." I turn my back to him and move my hair to one shoulder allowing him to pull my zipper down, painfully slow. "Make me beg to fuck you and I'll make you beg me to stop Elora." He whispers in my ear before pushing it down leaving me in the corset, "fuck me, kiss me, kill me, I'm yours."
