Poison (A Ghost fanfiction) // EN

Chapter 4

Terzo sighed as he silently dragged his finger along the curves of the sister of sin lying naked in his bed. Her skin had a pink flush to it and a thin coat of sweat - a reminder of their activities. She was pretty, yes. But he couldn't help but imagine someone else beneath him, as he reached his climax.

"What are you thinking about, Terzo?" she asked with a flirtatious smile. Her brown eyes were half-closed as she was slowly losing her battle with sleep.

Terzo tutted. "Sorella, you do not address your Papa by his first name. That is a privilege only a few have." The sister immediately turned red.

"Papa, I didn't mean to be rude. I'm very sorry."

"It's alright, sorella. Mistakes can happen. But I think it would be best if you go now."

Terzo could see her hesitation. Many siblings of sin that paid visit to his chambers, especially his bed, tried to spend the night there. It was more comfortable there, of course. And the gossip after being seen leaving his chambers in the morning surely would be a motivation of itself. Terzo never let anyone spend the night and never took his paint off while engaging in carnal activities with them. He had the reputation of the most seductive Papa, but also the loneliest when it came to long term partners.

The sister of sin inhaled and opened her mouth to say something, but he was quicker. He got out of the bed and grabbed the robe draped over his chair. Then he collected the sister's habit from the floor where it was discarded earlier and with an insistent face he handed it to her. She seemed upset by his actions, though she tried to hide it. Not very well, he thought.

"Thank you for tonight, sorella," he said as the woman began walking to the exit. She turned to him and nodded and with a quick goodbye she was gone. He was alone again.

The room seemed too quiet all of a sudden. He could see the bed in its dishevelled state and his mind started to wander. He always thought he would be her first. Does she have a lover? Maybe multiple lovers? Do they treat her well? He always thought he would be her first, but that was way past his horizon. He knew she had had a few partners and he was not naive. But did they treat her with proper respect? Did they make her feel good? Did they care about her as he did?

Terzo shook his head. His thoughts were getting so loud the room began to spin and his chest was getting tighter every second. He thought he could unwind while having some good time with the sister, but since his evening took another turn, he suddenly wished he hadn't sent her away so quickly. Now he had to think about another way to loosen up his nerves. But luckily, he knew just the right way to do so.

The hallways were quiet, only the pitter-patter of rain against the windows disturbed the silence. That and his swift steps as he approached the abbey's infirmary. It was fortunate that his older brother Primo, who was running the place, also had a green thumb. In his garden, one could find various medicinal herbs, including those easing anxiety and stress. And Terzo happened to know that his secret stash was located in a locked box in the infirmary. Of course, the weak lock was no match for Terzo's nimble fingers. His brother surely wouldn't mind. At the end of the day, this wasn't the first or the last time he had raided the place in search of a joint.

The keys jingled as he put one in the lock and turned. He stepped into the room, smelling disinfectant and herbs. Closing the door, a sigh of relief left his lips. Finally, some peace. But as the silence settled, he could hear rapid breaths coming from the corner of the room hidden behind a curtain. The door was locked, how could anyone get in here? Terzo's eyes shot up to the windows. One of them was broken and he could see something that looked like blood on some of the shards.