The Mafia's Pet: Pawn Of The Ruthless ( A Dark Romance)

Chapter 17

EVANGELINA

"You have no shame, do you?" Aemelio asked coldly as he glared at me.

I swallowed hard, placing my hand on the thigh in fright. "I don't know what I have done, Don, but I was simply told to wait here and nothing more. It would be best if you didn't insult me without knowing the facts first," I muttered.

He growled in rage and proceeded to jerk me up as he dragged me out of Erico's room. I turned to Erico and noted that he was smiling like he had won some invisible point. They were all crazy.

I turned back to the deserted hall as Aemelio kept dragging me harshly down. He didn't seem to know when to stop. I tried to pull my hand from his grasp, but it was a waste. "Look, I don't understand why you're acting this way. I have not committed any crime. Please, let me go," I pleaded.

He grunted in response before pushing me into the elevator. In there, there was no one but us. I had not even realized that something like this existed. He didn't let any thoughts form in my head as he slammed me against the wall of the elevator, his body halfway on me.

"Be quiet, or I would make you," he threatened.

Make me. What the fuck?

I felt my cheeks flush in heat. What the hell was I thinking? Still, I couldn't deny that every part of me wanted him to kiss me for some odd reason. And it didn't help that he was looking at me like he wanted to devour me.

Beep...

The elevator doors opened then, and I was dragged out again. It took me a moment to register that we were moving along and Erico's room. Aemelio shoved me into my room and slammed me against the wall once more.

"Why were you in Bruno's room?" He thundered, his hands pinning mine against the wall.

I ! licked my lips slowly, looking at his face, which was filled with so much rage. "I told you that Bruno simply asked me to wait," I managed.

He let one hand hold me down as he used his other hand on my cheek. It was soft on me, but it didn't make me feel much better. I could barely lower my gaze from his eyes, which had darkened.

"Do you expect me to believe that?" He mocked.

I shrugged my stiff shoulders in response. "You don't need to, honestly," I whispered, and he smirked. "But, you can trust your man, right? You should be able to know what Sir Bruno can do. You're not completely..."

Aemelio let his fingers caress my lips, shutting off all streams of words like a pro. He is also fierce right now, and for some reason, I couldn't help but be amazed by it.

I felt his lower body hit me right on the stomach, causing my nipple to go painfully hard against my gown. Maybe I have lost it, but for some reason, I liked the way his hands moved on my body and made me feel like I was a woman.

"It's not your place to teach me what to think about my subjects," he grunted.

I nodded lightly. "Forgive me, Don. I was trying to say that..."

"Enough," he grunted, pulling away from me, only to knock me down on the cold ground.

I struggled to maintain my balance but failed as my foot met the ground with a thud. It was so painful to be in this situation. Why couldn't he believe what I was saying?

Raimundo is the reason.

Fuck!

That was true. Why would anyone believe a girl who had been a sex slave? He must have rescued me from them, but he must think that I still wished to be known for the trade. Some women were like that.

Those thoughts flew out of the window as I looked behind my shoulder, only to see Aemelio look down at me with darkened eyes. He carefully approached me, and I did not move to the other side. I could see the slight bulge in his pants, and that only fanned my arousal.

When he was right in front of me, he stooped down to my eye level. "I don't need to learn how to rule this place from you, Evangelina. What you have to do is make sure that you don't get stuck in the same room with anyone other than Erico. I bought it for that purpose. If you have any self-respect left in your sluttish body, you will stay away from other men."

"Does that mean I have to sleep with Erico?" I asked.

He swore as he jerked my chin to him, his fingers digging into my flesh. "You're pathetic. But that's alright. You will learn as time goes on," He sang as he rose to his feet.

Aemelio walked away from me. And I sank back on the floor instead. Why did his one word break my heart so much? I was used to people insulting me whenever they felt like it, but my heart was throbbing because of the Don.

The worst part was that I was feeling things that I shouldn't. The need for his touch was not necessary, yet I dreamt of it happening time and again.

"Have some control of your senses," I scolded myself as I looked around the bare room.

At least I was safe.

No matter what I felt or how he treated me, I had a place to stay now, and that is a good bonus that is to be added to the book. Erico was also behaving himself of late. He didn't make me do things that I shouldn't, and I was grateful for that one thing.

Groaning, I rose to my feet and walked to the plain shelf, where I poured water from it. "I'm going to be fine," I mumbled to myself.

But why was he hard when he pressed himself against me?