Finding Sebastian

Chapter 20

Marcia felt the dress ride up her butt with every step she took. The dress had ripped again, but this time at the top. It created a small slit at the top to reveal even more cleavage. I'm going to be naked by the time I get there.

She had to roll her eyes. Silvano was taking a low hit to her. He was manipulating her. He was making her uncomfortable so that she wouldn't be able to focus. This was how Silvano got what he wanted. He either scared people to death, or he made them uncomfortable.

She got to the top of the stairs and was ushered to Silvano's room. She tried to struggle out of his hold, but it only got tighter. Pietro knocked on the door where Silvano stood. Moments later, Silvano appeared at the door with just a pair of boxers and a tight grey shirt. His eyes roamed Marcia's body. He licked his lips as thoughts of what he could do to her racked through his mind.

Marcia could feel the heat of his gaze on her body. In attempt to somehow steal them away, she shuddered. Silvano's eyes lit up, thinking that it was because of his gaze that she trembled.

Silvano spoke somethi g in Italian to Pietro and the men behind her. Pietro's hold didn't loosen, but the other men walked away. Silvano glared at Pietro, a silent warning for him to let go. With anger clouding his vision, Pietro squeezed her arm and let it go. We walked away, following the other men.

His eyes softened a litttle once he focused back on the woman in front of him. Come here," Silvano beckoned. She didn't move an inch. She was afraid that if she moved, her dress would disintegrate. His eyes narrowed at her defiance. "Marcia," he growled in a warning tone.

She shook her head. "I'm not going in there with you, Silvano. I am a married woman."

He rolled his eyes. He was tired of hearing that she was married to Oliver Ricci who made her happy. He roughly grabbed her wrist and dragged her inside. She cried put and tried to scratch his hold away. It was futile.

Silvano brought her in, slammed the door shut, and slammed her body against it. He took hold of the her other wrist and pinned them both above her head so that jersey body was stretching. The dress was close to slipping off.

This didn't go unnoticed by Silvano. Instead of looking into her eyes like Oliver would have done, he looked down at her chest, then looked up at her eyes. The desire was clearly written all over his face. "You're so sexy, you know that?"

"Let me go," she ground out.

Ignoring her, he leaned his face in next to her head and took a sniff of her hair. Her tantalizing scent held him under a spell. "What are you doing to me?"

"Trying to get you away from me," she deadpanned. Her eyes were stone and her glare was fierce.

Silvano let out a loud bark of laughter. He pressed his body right up against hers, crushing her on the door. She could feel ever hard feature on him pressing into her. "Do you feel that?" He rubbed his groin in circles against her stomach. "You make me crazy."

She struggled against his hold. Her arms went forward, trying to free herself from his grip. They were halfway off of the door when he slammed them back. His face was centimeters away from hers. "You will never escape me. You did once; never again." With that, he crashed his lips to hers.

His tongue tried to pry her lips open, but to no avail. He switched his hands so that one hand was holding both of her wrists in place. The other hand slithered down her side and ended on her butt. He squeezed, but with no response. Marcia was a tough nut to crack.

He tried a different method. He yanked down her dress.

She gasped and tried to push him away. That only enabled Silvano to have the upper hand as her breasts pushed up against his chest. His hand went to her breast and squeezed it as hard as he could. She cried out in agony.