Danger Prone

Stars

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Over the next couple of weeks, Arabella and I spent tons of time together and for the first time in a while, I actually felt like my life was normal. Tony was so much different from Cristiano; he was so much more outgoing and fun-loving. If it hadn't been for their similar appearance, I wouldn't believe that they were related.

I sat in my room coloring in some Scooby-Doo coloring books that I had found in the desk drawer when there was a knock on the door.

"Ava? It's Jack."

Hopping off the bed, I unlocked the door and Jack stood there smiling.

"Hey!" I grinned.

"Mornin' fuoca, Cristiano wants me to get you involved in some activities to keep you healthy, the well-being of his girls is one of his main priorities."

"Didn't Christian Grey say the same thing to Ana?" I joked as we walked down the hall.

He barked out a laugh.

"Don't tell him this, but sometimes I think he likes to think that he's Christian Grey, that guy's fucked up."

Why would I not be surprised?

"So, what kind of activities are we talking? Like horseback riding or fencing?"

He shook his head and chuckled.

"Ava, don't you think Cristiano has already considered that you would try and escape on horseback? Or stab in the back with your sword?"

Touché, Cristiano... Touché
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"It's more like yoga, working out, dancing lessons, that sort of girly shit."

I was fine with yoga and working out, but dancing? He had to be joking... I wasn't about to put on a tutu for him and dance to Swan Lake.

"Jack, the only kind of dancing I do is on a pole. There is no way that I'm doing ballet and tap, and that sort of shit."

He laughed again but this time louder.

"No, Ava, I mean that he wants you to dance like Zumba dancing. It's technically like yoga but way faster and more upbeat."

"You better not be lying to me, Jack," I warned.

He crossed his heart and opened a door and I stepped inside. It was an absolutely beautiful studio with large mirrors on every wall. Sunlight streamed through the large windows creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

"This is your yoga studio, Ava," Jack smiled.

My mouth dropped open.

"This is mine?! My own yoga studio!" I squealed.

I launched myself into his arms just as Cristiano stepped inside.

My legs were wrapped around his waist and I was hugging him tightly. I looked over at Cristiano who was glaring at us.

Jack let go of me and he faced Cristiano in a military-like stance. Cristiano looked at Jack, then at me.

"Jack, I told you to inform Miss Capello of her new activities, not to have sex with her in the new yoga studio," he seethed.

Jack's cheeks turned red.

He rushed past Cristiano out the door as Cristiano stared at me.

Okay, now I was angry.

"How dare you!" I exclaimed.

"How dare you accuse Jack and I like that! I was hugging him because he had just told me this was my own yoga studio!"

He stepped closer, his eyes blazing.

"Do you wrap your legs around every person that you hug?"

He wanted to get the best of me; he expected me to say no, but I wouldn't let him win so easily

"No, just Jack. I like him a lot you know, he's sweet and very hot," I smirked, wiggling my eyebrows.

I could practically see the steam fuming out of his ears.

"Well if you like him so much, then why don't you go fuck him till his dick goes limp! See if I care, but don't count on him being sweet for long, you seem to forget that he's a cold-blooded killer just like me."

I didn't dare drop his gaze.

"Oh, yeah? Well, you're wrong about that because unlike you, he has a heart."

He just stared at me.

He shut the door behind him and locked it. His scowl slowly morphed into an evil smile.

"Ava, Ava, Ava... I thought that you'd realize it by now. I knew it that first day when you were faking those moans while that old man was rubbing your pink little pussy. You don't feel anything for Jack, and you and I both know that. And even if I'm wrong and you do feel something, it's nowhere near to what you feel for me... when I touch you, you feel something, I know you do.

"When I touch you, the pleasure you feel turns into something greater. Everything about me turns you on; my voice, my smell, my face, hell, even when I'm an asshole to you I bet your pussy is sopping wet. You want me, I've wanted you since I met you... let's satisfy our needs."

His hand was on the small of my back and the other on my cheek. I could feel his hot and rugged breath on my ear as his hands trailed down to my breasts.

"I am not, having sex with you Cristiano," I seethed.

"Fine by me, you don't exactly have that much to offer. I'm sure Grace and Audrey don't have to stuff their bras with tissues like you do."

I slapped him. Hard.

"You're a fucking asshole! I do NOT stuff my bra with tissues! I am a Double-D, thank you very much! And, if I don't have much to offer then why did you say that you've wanted me since you met me? Huh?! Yeah, that's what I thought."

He stared at me for a moment and in one swift movement, he crushed his lips against mine.