Till Death

8

Julia's pov

The sound of my mother running through the hallway is echoed around the house.

"Julia!" She screamed entering my room. "How are you baby?"
"I'm okay mama." I responded with a smile.

"We're so sorry Julia. You're father and I were so worried."
"It's alright mama I'm fine now."
"Good now that I made sure you're okay I need to leave." She said walking to the door.

"Oh and Julia."
"Yes mama."
"Don't forget the plan." She said with a smile and left.

Of course she wasn't worried about me who am I kidding.
She only came to make sure I was capable to continue the plan. Not even papa came to see me.

The plan.
It pains me to do it now. Especially after what Romeo did to me. He could've left me to die and tell them that I was already dead when he arrived. But no he saved me.

How can I do this to him. How?!!
Should I tell him about it? Maybe he'll help me stop them!

"Mrs. Julia." Nora's voice cut my thoughts.
"Yes Nora."
"It's time for dinner." She enters the room with a plate of fettuccine and a bowl of berries.

"Thank you Nora but I'm not hungry right now." Thanks to my wonderful mother I lost all appetite.
"But miss you need to eat so you can gain your health back."

"I'll eat tomorrow but tonight I can't."
"But-" she tried to convince me but I shot her a look that said enough.

She understood and left. I love Nora but right now I can't deal with anyone or anything.

After a couple of minutes I heard a knock on the door.
"I already told you Nora I'm not hungry." I just guessed it was her just trying to convince me.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you but I'm not Nora." The voice that entered the room spoke.

I turned to sit up and to my surprise Romeo was standing in front of me holding the same plate and bowl Nora had before.

"You should eat." He spoke again.
"You heard me before I'm not hungry."

If I was stubborn he was even more.
He put the bowl that contains fruits on the small table next to the bed only to leave him with the plate of fettuccine.

"Open your mouth." He said twirling the pasta with the fork.
When I didn't he brought the fork closer to my mouth and tapped on it.

After seconds had passed, I sighed and did as he ask. Once I opened my mouth he shoved the fork full of pasta in side.

We stayed like that until I finished the plate. He didn't even listen to me when I told him I was full. He just kept tapping on my mouth with the fork.

He put the plate next to the bowl and leaned closer to me. The next thing I knew is his mouth kissing me gently.

I would lie if I said that I didn't feel anything in my stomach. Butterflies were flying all over.

"There was some sauce on your lips." That was his excuse but I didn't believe it a bit.

Even if that was true. Something was telling me to bring him closer, to not let him leave.

Both of my hands grabbed the collar of his neck and brought him closer to me so he wouldn't leave.

I shoved my mouth on his, kissing him deeply, hungry for more. When I thought that he wouldn't do anything I tried to stop and back up but to my surprise he grabbed me by my neck and pulled me even closer. Kissing me passionately.

I tried to undress him but he stopped me bu grabbing both my hands.
"We can't." He breathed out.
"Why?"
"I don't wanna hurt you." And that only shocked me even more.
"You won't." I said and continue to unbotten his shirt.

Romeo on the other hand was brushing small kisses on my neck, leaving his marks on me.

Then it was his turn to undress me. I was only in my nightgown so it was easier for him.

I was now naked in front of him. When I looked down at my body I noticed the small bruises that Paris left on me.

Romeo then grabbed me by my chin and forced me to look at him.
"See those bruises they don't matter anymore because now I'll be erasing them with my marks. Everyone will know that you are mine."

He then proceeded to kiss me and leave marks on me just like he promised.

After covering those marks he stood up with a big smile on his face. He was proud of his work.

He leaned back down, his face now was up my lower lips.
"Let me know if it hurts and I'll stop." He said before brushing his lips on my lower lips.

His tongue started to play with my clit  before he shoved it inside me leaving me with moans.

He was eating me alive. He was like a starving beast and I was his meal.

I started to move my hips to match his rythm. I missed his touch. It was different from Paris. His touch felt safe, it felt like home.

Waves of pleasure were running through me. Knowing what was coming I grabbed his hair forcing him to continue as I'm still moaning in pleasure. And I came. I came so hard that it left my legs shaking.

He looked at me with a smirk and continued to lick my cum.
"So sweet." He said and that earned a smile from me.
"Ready for round two?" He asked and I nodded.

Now he kissed my body from down there right to my neck. And I could feel his tip on my entrance.
"Remember what I said!"
"Okay." I breathed out.

He entered me gently so he wouldn't hurt me but what he didn't know is that I wanted to be hurt by him so I can forget.

"Faster." I demanded and he looked at me confused.
"Please faster." I demanded again.
This time he did. Faster and harder.

My moans were so loud now that he put his hand on my mouth to cover it.
"Shh now we don't wanna disturb anyone."

But my moans grew even louder after he fucked me hard.
He removed his hand from my mouth and proceeded to kiss me leaving moans on his lips.

One of his hands grabbed both of mine and pulled them over my head as his other hand went to my waist lo lift me up.

My body started shaking again from his single touch and I came for the second time tonight on him. After minutes he followed and came inside me.

He removed his hands from mine letting me hug him. He kissed my forehead and smiled at me.

"Sleep now amore because tomorrow we need to talk." He said before I closed my eyes from tiredness.

Talk? Talk about what? Does he know about the plan? Is he kicking me out?!