Matteo
I was sexually frustrated.
I was fucking sexually frustrated. Like a stupid teenager who didn't know what was good for him.
Matteo fucking Vensi was sexually frustrated.
That is the conclusion I came to when kept repeating the memory of Bianca with her hair wet. It was like the droplets specifically rolled down her hair and slid down her body to taunt me. If I didn't know better, I'd probably be licking those droplets off of her right now. Just the thought sent shudders through my body.
I mentally kicked myself for even disturbing her during her shower. What was I even thinking? I was a stubborn, stupid asshole.
Pacing around in my office, I tried forgetting the wet appearance of Bianca, trying to remind myself what relation I had to her.
My thoughts were abruptly interrupted by my phone vibrating on my desk. Loosening my tie, I grabbed my phone and picked up.
"What?" I asked.
"You haven't been attending any of my calls. I was beginning to wonder something went very wrong." The voice immediately washed away all the heat, like someone had poured ice cold water on a burning fire.
I cursed in my head. I had been purposely ignoring Fernando's calls, and had planned to keep doing so, but thanks to my fucked up state of mind, I didn't even check to see who was calling.
"Hearing nothing from me is a good sign Fernando. It's when I'm the one calling, you should worried." I said with a pointedly pissed sigh.
He stayed silent for a bit before he added. "I wanted to make sure Bianca was... fine." He said.
I scoffed. "Fine isn't the right word to describe her virginity." I said playing with him.
I could hear the agitation in his voice. "I made a deal with her fiancee Matteo, and I am sure as fuck not going to joke about it with you. Now were you able to keep her a virgin?" He asked.
My jaw clenched thinking about it, before I said. "Of course."
He fucking laughed. "Brilliant, keep it that way, and you and I are going to benefit a lot from this deal."
"Great." I said sarcasm dripping from the word. "Now don't call me again, or my answer might change." I said. He started saying something about how she needs to stay untouched, but I cut him off by ending the call.
I placed both my elbows on the desk and knitted my hands together, before resting my forehead against them.
I needed to find out who her fiancee was as fast as possible. Sam was doing a shit job at it, and I couldn't ask any other people, because the news would be out then, which meant Bianca would find out. If she did find out, Fernando would be infuriated, and create extra havoc for me right now. I sent another message to Sam to hurry the fuck up, before I grabbed my burner phone to check for messages.
The attackers had finally agreed to meet today.
They had been showing constant attitude for the past few days, and said they needed a reason to know they were safe from being adducted by us. So, I'd offered for us to meet at a property they owned, so they had the upper hand— or at least they thought they did.
Confirming to meet at one of their clubs, I shut the burner and messaged Bianca when and where we were going tonight. Surprisingly no attitude or reply was given, but she'd just seen the message.
Good.
I needed minimal contact with her. And needed to keep it like that until the week ended and we left Felsont.
(End of Chapter)
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