Slave to Mafia's Desire || Vol. 1

27-The Morning After

My body felt sore, and my head hurt as if I had a hangover. I vaguely remembered coming to Raiden's room last night to check up on him... and then...

I bolted upright in bed, my eyes wide as the events of last night flooded back. The first thing I did was feel my body for my clothes. Phew... my clothes were still on...

However, as I looked around, I realized I wasn't in my bedroom. Obviously, because I was lying in Raiden's bed. Last night, I didn't have the attention to take in my surroundings, but now I noticed how large and tidy Raiden's room was.

Everything about the room was luxurious; it even had a private bathroom. I could see two adjoining rooms from where I sat. One door was open, revealing a mini private living and working area. The other door was closed.

The room was silent. I had no idea what happened after I passed out last night, but somehow, I ended up sleeping in Raiden's bed, and he was nowhere to be seen. I wondered where he had gone so early in the morning. Raiden usually woke up late; he clearly wasn't a morning person.

I quickly got out of his bed and hurried back to my bedroom, hoping no one would spot me. My mind was still a mess, and my body felt heavy, reminding me of the heated session I shared with Raiden last night. I could still feel his lingering touch on my most sensitive spots.

As soon as I entered my room, I headed for the bathroom to take a shower. I knew I had to shake all thoughts of Raiden from my mind. After undressing, I looked at my reflection in the mirror, but it only reminded me of the places he had caressed, kissed, and pleasured.

He touched me here, I thought, as my hands moved up to cover my breasts. My body still ached from his touch, and I could still feel the heat between my legs. I touched my breasts and closed my eyes, picturing Raiden's large, manly hands on my body as he squeezed and caressed me until my skin molded to his touch.

A soft moan escaped my lips, followed by a whimper of his name as my breath quickened. Raiden... you're driving me insane...

My body heated up as I massaged my own breasts, my mind filled with memories of Raiden teasing and playing with me. My moans grew louder as my fingers pinched and pulled at my own nipples. They became taut and erect instantly, responding to my touch.

When I opened my eyes again, Raiden was gone. It was just me, alone in my bathroom. What am I doing? I walked on shaky legs to the bathtub, climbed in, and turned on the shower, letting the warm water rain down on me as I sat and closed my eyes.

Raiden... what do you want from me? He says he doesn't want me and that we'll go our separate ways... but the way he touches me...

I spread my legs and moved my hand between them. When my fingertips brushed against my sensitive spot, I moaned softly at the sensation. Raiden's fingers had touched me like this. My body was still heated, and the wetness between my legs hadn't dissipated. I couldn't deny that his experienced touch made me feel incredible. He made me so wet last night.

I took a deep breath to clear my mind. This is such a mess. I usually don't crave this much for pleasure. The ache I felt only reminded me of my time with Ethan and how often we used to be together back then. But now... things were different.

...

I walked out of my room, counting down the days I had left in this penthouse with Raiden.

Twenty-six more days until I would be free. Since Raiden was already out, there was no rush to avoid him. After getting dressed in comfortable clothes, I made my way to the living room, where a busy Auntie was arranging flowers in a large vase.

"Wow! You're really skilled at this. They look beautiful," I said, admiring her flower arrangement.

The older woman smiled happily at my compliment as she continued arranging roses, lilies, and other flowers. The sweet fragrance filled the room.

"Thank you, Miss Ivelle. If you're interested, I could teach you some simple flower arrangements," Auntie offered kindly.

Watching her slightly wrinkled hands skillfully work, I wondered if there was anything Auntie couldn't do. From what she'd shared, she had been 'babysitting' or looking after Raiden for many years. Perhaps since he was a child?

"Really? That would be wonderful. I've always wanted to learn, but I never got around to it," I replied.

"I heard that you're an artist, so you must have a good eye for beauty. Flower arrangement should be a breeze for you," Auntie said cheerfully.

"I'm just an art student. I'm still in my final year of university... so I wouldn't call myself an artist just yet," I replied humbly.

"What kind of art do you do?" she asked.

"Oh... mostly watercolor painting, but I also do other types of painting and some basic sculpting," I replied.

"Wow! You'll have to show me some of your paintings sometime," Auntie said with interest.

"Sure thing. Um... Auntie, you mentioned that you used to babysit Raiden..." I began hesitantly, not wanting to seem nosy.

--To be continued...
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