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

Chapter 25

EVANGELINA

I clenched the sheets in my hands as I tried hard not to think of Aemelio. His lips had been so soft yet demanding as he kissed me two days ago. "It's not a dream, right?" I whispered to myself as I touched my lips. This was just too much.

I sighed as I rolled to my back. The need to touch him was so hard, but he wasn't there. I couldn't just understand what was happening to me. It was just too much. I had never felt like that for any soul, but this time, I was going crazy. It was just too much when I thought of him in any way or form.

Fuck!

I sat up at once as I slid my hair repeatedly behind my ears. This was just too much. "He is my boss, and I can't think of Aemelio in such a way. Plus, it's not like he is the sweetest person in the world," I whispered to myself.

It only made my heart beat even harder. His harsh looks came back at once, and he pulled my face into his hands as he kissed me breathlessly. That didn't sound like what a boss did.

Ugh!

I slammed back against the bed as I grabbed the pillow, covering my face with it. He had sent Bruno to give me this pillow earlier, and now it is my favorite and so comfortable to use. I wanted to just drown in it for as long as I could. If there was a way to make that work, I would gladly do it.

"I'm going crazy," I muttered with a laugh as I pulled it down, tapping the pillow before resting my head on it.

The only thing I need to do right now is sleep. I knew that was going to make me forget all the nonsense desires in my brain. There was nothing a good sleep couldn't do, and I was going to take advantage of that.

With that, I turned once more, closing my eyes a bit as I forced myself to sleep. But the only thing I felt and saw in the dark world was Aemelio kissing me so brutally. A moan escaped my lips, and unable to stop myself, I allowed my fingers to slide through the length of men till it was caressing my pants a bit.

"Yes," I whispered, pulling my hands into the waistband of my pants.

I bit my lips, imagining that Aemelio was on me again. I needed him so badly, and there was nothing that felt more beautiful than that. I sighed lightly, parting my legs a bit as I slowly played with the knob. My cheeks felt flushed, and I resisted the urge to caress my nipples.

I just needed to touch my pants and pussycat. It was the only thing that I needed. I pulled my head to the side once more, and that was when I felt something move. With a jolt, I opened my eyes, pulling the blanket around me. Everywhere was so dark, and I couldn't see anyone around at all.

"Who is there?" I asked in a meek voice.
There was no response.

My fingers went through my hair once more. I tried to search for whatever it was that was hanging around there, but I saw nothing again. I can't continue like this. It was getting too much. Maybe it would be best to just sleep and talk to Aemelio about this.

Who was I kidding? He wouldn't believe that someone was spying on me. He didn't think that his brother was capable of hurting me. I bet he thought I must have faked my reaction. But, still, I couldn't stop my feelings for him.

"What do I feel for him?"

Nothing!

I can't feel anything for Aemelio. He was my boss, and I have to keep acting the way I have been doing at every master's home I have been to; mind my own damn business, and don't fall for their hot bodies.

Yes, that is what I would do. But, right now, I needed to sleep. I carefully slid back into the blanket and closed my eyes against the thundering of my heart. Tomorrow would be a good day for me. I was so hopeful of that.

****

"Please, try and eat your food, Erico," I whined for the millionth time as I stretched the food to his lips.

He looked at me once, his gaze so disinterested that he didn't even know me, before going back to his hamster, tweaking its whiskers even more. I sighed as I pulled my hand back, placing the plate of hot soup and veggies on the table.

Since that night, Erico has kept his distance from me, but somehow I wondered if it was a sham. He never gave me good vibes at all, and I hated him for that. I also didn't wish to be in a spot where I had to keep taking care of him, but I had no choice. It was what Aemelio wanted, so I had to do as he said.

With a sigh, I rose to my feet and stretched to my full height, causing my crop top to go up a notch. Pulling myself back to normal, I noticed that Erico was looking at me, and his eyes were fully on my breast.

I gasped in shock, turning around like I had been violated. I knew he was going to do something annoying again. Gosh! The man thought that I was some toy, and he was playing a lot of mind games with me.
What do I do now?

Taking a shaky breath, I looked back at him. He had his gaze back at the hamster, and he was caressing its fur. "I have to go back to my room. If you're hungry, do eat the food."

Erico made no sign that he had heard me, and I decided to ignore him, moving as fast as I could to the door. I was glad when I finally got out of the room, moving as fast as I could towards the elevator. I didn't wish to stay anywhere around that man right now.

Just as I was about to press the elevator button, the door flung open, and I found myself looking at Bruno. What was he doing here?

"Whoa! Look at my luck! You're right in front of me, and I'm about to come get you," he said easily as he pulled me by the arm.

My eyes widened in shock as I was dragged into the elevator with the doors swinging closed. "What's going on?" I stuttered.

Bruno shrugged. "The boss wants to meet you. You have to wear a charming smile when you get there because he is in a really bad mood. You know what I mean, right?"
I shook my head.

Bruno rolled his eyes at me as he folded his hands across his chest. "We had a rough day at work, you see. And he wants someone who can make him feel better."

"But you're coming to me," I pointed out.
He snapped his fingers as he said, "Exactly. You're the one who can make him forget the stress of the day!"

It was my turn to roll my eyes. "Please, save all that talk, because I'm not buying that. Where is he anyway?"'

He smirked. "In his room, of course."

I felt my cheeks flush at once. Damn it!

I had not been expecting that response at all. But why would Aemelio be calling me to his room? Did he want to talk about the kiss? No, I can't do this. I would not even think about that damn kiss anymore. I would just... Ugh!

In minutes, the elevator went still, and the doors opened easily. I stepped out of the hall and noted that Bruno hadn't followed me. When I looked back, he simply winked at me. Jeez! The man was impossible.

My gaze shifted to the surroundings, and I noted that about three guards were moving around the parameters. It made me quite jumpy, and I had no choice but to stick my hands into my pocket as I made my way to Aemelio's door.
"Hello?" I whispered.

They turned to look at me, their hands on the gun they had fixed on their waist. "What do you want?"

"I was told that Don Aemelio wants to see me," I said at once.

One of the men nodded as he went over to the door, whispering against it. "Go in," he mumbled to me the moment he was done.

I took a deep breath and slowly twisted the knob a bit as I walked into the room. Aemelio was right on the bed with his back turned to me, and his eyes were closed tight.

"I can smell you, Evangelina. Come over here and give me a massage," he said softly.

My eyes went wild in shock. "What?"

He flicked his wrists softly. "Now, don't waste my time," he cooed.

This was happening. But all I could see was his muscular chest. For the first time in my life, I didn't have any problems getting ordered to do something for a man. I just wanted to feel his chest, and that made me feel so weak.
God, this was too much!