I wait patiently outside her door listening to Derek spilling all my life secrets, who the fuck does he think he is, is the dickhead insane, sure go ahead and tell the new maid about my past love life and that I apparently want her and that she should make me the old me come out of hiding. Absolute bullshit. The door opens and I stand off the side so she doesn't see me, that probably wouldn't go down all that well if she knew I was listening in, out walks Derek smiling to himself, "Feeling proud are we?" I ask him. I swear if I didn't know better you would think he actually shit himself, he turns slowly to me with a weary smile on his face, "Hey buddy, whatcha doin?" he asks casually while slowly backing away from me obviously sensing that i'm ready to kill him, "Derek" I say glaring daggers into his head. He just laughs weakly, "I think i'm just gonna go to bed, ya know, get my beauty sleep" he says turning around slowly, "Stop" I say and he freezes, "Oh shit" he whisper before turning around, "Listen Cole, I was just trying to comfort her, she was upset and I can understand why, you didn't have to call her those things, you could have just said no and left it at that" he tells me.
I think about it for a moment, I know he's right, I shouldn't have said all those things to Annabelle, I shouldn't have been so cruel but thats just how I am, that bitch ruined me, she ruined any chance I have of being in love again, I cant let anyone in, I don't want to be hurt again. "It's not up to you Derek how I treat her, I will do as I please, she's a maid, a slave, she's nothing to me" I tell him, my face emotionless. "You know what Cole, you're a really fucking asshole" Derek tells me and then walks away. He's right I am and i'm never going to change, people are just going to have to get over it. "Don't worry man, she deserved it" I hear a voice tell me from behind, I turn around and see Braxton, he always had my back when I made cruel decisions, I think he got off on it but I didn't really care, it felt good to have someone justify my decisions.
"Thanks man" I tell him feeling a little bit better, he's right, she does deserve it, who the hell does she think she is trying to kiss me and then thinking I'll kiss her, fucking psycho, I smile at Braxton feeling good about myself, he smiles back pleased and then leaves for his room. I shake my head and go to leave only to be stopped by a sound that sends a shiver down my spine, whimpering, coming. from her room. Is she hurt, crying, I press my ear up against the door, looking like a fucking creep and listen for any sound that could tell me what she's doing, then I hear it. Moaning. She's pleasuring herself, that should have been my cue to leave but instead stand with my ear pressed against the door and listen to the seductive sounds she's making. I can't help myself when I open the door careful not to make any noise, yep I've gone full blown creep mode now, and peak inside. What I see instantly makes me hard, she's lying on her bed hand between her legs and one on her throat, is she chocking herself? Fuck thats so hot.
Her eyes are closed and she looks like she's in heaven, my eyes travels up and down her body taking in every inch of her, I wish it was my hands making her feel that good, wait, what the fuck am I saying, i'm not attracted to her, its just that I haven't had sex in a while, thats all, I tell myself, obviously lying but not wanting to admit it. I train my eyes on her face and see her eyebrows scrunched up, her lip between her teeth, sweat forming on her forehead, she's about to cum, I would know that face anywhere, I know I should look away but I can't bring myself to and then hear it. My name. She just screamed my name as she came, Oh My GOD, that was so hot, I'm not going to deny that, any man would have enjoyed watching that, I then look down and see exactly what watching her did to me, fuck i'm rock hard, my body is begging me to pleasure myself but if I do that then i'm admitting that i'm attracts to her and I wont ever do that.
Cold shower it is for me, I close her door quietly as I see her fall asleep and turn to head for my room only to run into Derek again, where the fuck did her come from. He just looks at me with a look saying, I fucking told you so, I stare back and he just gestures his head towards my rock hard cock and I cover it with my hands feeling very exposed, he just shakes his head and heads downstairs to the kitchen, well that was awkward. I head back to my room slamming the door closed and make a bee line to the bathroom, turn the shower on ice cold, strip myself and hop in, my body seizing up from the cold but soon relaxing as my boner retreats, I then turn the shower hot and relax as much as I can, my day was too fucking long, being the leader isn't all its cracked up to be, it fucking sucks. Sleep was to hard to accomplish that night as the only thing on my mind was her, Annabelle.
"What are you doing to me?"
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The Mafia's Girl
RomanceAnnabelle Smith is sold to the ruthless Mafia leader Cole Thompson to pay off a debt her father owes. She will suffer and be broken into nothing, she will learn the true meaning of torture, but how long can Cole keep this up before he catches feelin...