Forced To Marry The Devil In A Suit

4. Realization

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~~ Alessandro's P.O.V~~

My eyes fall to her ass as she stomps her way out of the office door, slamming it behind her. She's one huge pain in the ass and if she thinks she can get her way by throwing hissy fits and pouting, she's got another thing coming, that's for sure. This girl was supposed to be docile, calm, and ready for any command, according to her uncle, but instead, I got a firecracker.. I hate that I've been thinking about her since the night I met her, the way her doe eyes landed on me and held a spark of hunger that I wanted to feed on. The feel of her soft skin against mine has plagued my mind since then and the thought of her on her knees for me with my cock between those plump lips wont shake away even with another on their knees for me. I've had three women since I've met her, and yet nothing has satisfied this hunger I have. The fact that this little girl is testing my patience every fucking second is beginning to make it worse, I may have killed a man yesterday out of pure frustration but that's not what bothers me.. it's the reason I became frustrated in that moment. 

 The day ticks by at the slowest pace with small updates from Micalo every hour. Apparently, my little pet decided on a black dress, and according to Micalo, Im going to be murduerous tomorrow night. I've been in meetings back to back all fucking day and I think it's time for my little pet to return home to me. My fingers hit the buttons at a different speed typing out the text to Micalo to bring her home and close up that run down drug shop. I'll admit she's done well with that little coffee shop but if she wants to keep working it then she'll learn to behave. I can't have her running around acting defiant in front of others. That worthless little shit Dimitry will need to be eliminated eventually, cant have someone like him alive, or he'll do just as he did to his precious princess and turn against us. It's not long before his true colors will show, and im sure when that happens, my little pet's heart will break amusing me to the fullest for the first time in a long time. 

I'm hungry for her pain, her anger, and her frustration. I want to watch her crumble between my fingers. The one person who won't fall to my feet and I want to bring her to her fucking knees for it. A groan escapes my lips.  My phone pings with a text message from micalo that has my full attention.

Micalo: we're almost home.. We've underestimated the new queen greatly, sir.

Curiosity spikes inside me, my thoughts begin to wonder down the road of no return, but I shake them fast and as hard as I can. After twenty minutes of impatiently waiting for them to arrive, the sound of a car coming close fills my ears. It's about fucking time, I'm starving. The code to my office is typed in and the door swings open, snapping my attention to the sound. "Micalo, where is she?" She's not behind him so where the fuck is she?! "She's showering sir, she will come see you after but sir Dimitry went by to see her today." My blood boils inside my skin giving me an itch to shred someone's skin off their body. "I told you, Noone was to touch her micalo so for your sake I hope it was nothing more than a pick up." A cocky smirk grows across his face giving me the urge to swipe that shit right off.

"He went to explain himself and from what I saw Mrs. Morettie didn't even want to hear him out in fact she laid the guy on his ass with a right hook... oh and she told him to keep away from the two of you and your estate she even referred to you as her husband." My anger quickly dissipates replaced by another feeling.. amusment? Excitement? "Wipe the smirk off your face before I do it for you.." Micalo's dark chuckle bubbles from his belly with a satisfied smile sitting proudly on his smug face "I've been your right hand man for a few years now but I've been your bestfriend since we were in kindergarten Alessandro, you can't hide it from me. She intrigues you and you don't know what to do since nothings intrigued you in years." He's right. I sigh plopping back against my office chair "she's nothing but a transaction now get out and next time something happens I want to know then and there."