Texting With The Don

Masquerade

As I stared down at the dress my body became numb. My mind was a swirl of emotions. Scared, panicked, disbelief and anger.

Scared because I know what Staveno is capable of. Panicked because I didn't know what his next step would be. Disbelief because he found me so soon and anger because he had the audacity to send me a gift after he gave me the shaft all those year's ago.

Tory touched my shoulder drawing my eye's from the dress. "Everything okay J?"

Smiling I nodded. "Of course. The dress is just so beautiful. Ace is something special". I said covering up the truth.

No way was I going to tell them who sent this. I wasn't going to ruin their trip with my drama. Faking a yawn I excused myself and headed to bed. Of course I didn't sleep, no I spent the majority of the night cursing him, jumping at ever sound and wondering what would happen next. Eventually I drifted off into a restless sleep that waa haunted by nightmares of him capturing me or sweet dreams of our love.

After a bit of sleep I woke up feeling better and with a new outlook. This time would be different. This time I wouldn't allow him to keep me on pins and needles wondering when and where he'd jump out. No, this time I would show him he couldn't control me or dictate my actions by causing fear. I'd show him I wasn't that young girl that so easily crumbled when he told me what to do.

Slipping into my bathing suit I pinned my hair up and ripped the dress from its box. I then headed down to the beach. Once there I she'd my top and laid the dress out upon the sand and sat down on it. I hoped the bastard was watching me. I took a sultry selfie of me and pulled up the unknown number that I'm almost certain was him.

"So it's you again and seems your up to your old game's. Your right though, yesterday was my lucky day. You reminded me of what a jackass you truly are. You only left me with one good memory and that was how you ate my pussy. But I guess it takes a pussy to know how to treat a pussy. You are what you eat! These sad little game's won't work this time. I'm no longer that young naive girl that believed all the shit that tumbled from your lips. You left me remember? You didn't give me a choice remember? But I'm over you now, in fact I don't think I was truly in love with you now that I think about it. You was just a good fuck, my boy toy, fuckboy. So don't waste your time threatening me because it won't work. I'm not scared of you. You'll never have this again. In fact I have a good man now who adores me and when I'm crying his name out as he fucks me your the last person on my mind. I will enjoy this trip regardless what you try. Now kindly go fuck yourself.  Kisses love".

A raw satisfaction overcame me as I hit send. Two day's went by and my phone hadn't buzzed with a reply. Everything was going smoothly and I was proud of myself. I guess I put him in his place. That Saturday the girl's and I purchased tickets to a masquerade ball that promised to be magical. This was right up my ally because I adored opera's and had always wanted to attend a masquerade. I had the dress Steveno sent me dry cleaned and chose a mysterious mask to wear.

Once there I became entrapped by the beauty and allure of the event. Nothing could top this. I danced with many disguised men but kept it clean, After all I was taken. Taken a break from the dance floor I grabbed a glass of champagne and strolled around. The decor was magnificent and if it wasn't for the chatter of the crowd I could've easily got sucked in by the beauty. Wanting to do just that I stepped inside the thousands of streamers and silk draperies that hung floor to ceiling. For just a moment I pretended that I was lost on the set of an opera. As if on cue the jazz band started playing a tune from Swan Lake. A smile played on my lips as I lost all inhibitions and twirled amongst the silk tapestries like a child would.

Lost in myself as well as the atmosphere I wrapped a silk strand around me and let it spin me. Thankfully I was so deep in the decor no one could witness my child like behavior or hear my giggles. As I was mid swing for the tenth or so time that's when I saw it. About fifteen feet from where I stood was the shilloute of a man. I could only make out his shadowy form through the pale blue and pink lights and it was obvious he was watching me. I let go of the silk tapestry I was gripping and straightened my dress. I slowly took a few steps searching for my way out. As I started to move the male's voice rang out. "Please don't rush off on my account.... lovvveeee".

It was if my brain froze. That voice, it was him. Sure I proclaimed I wasn't scared of him but I wasn't in front of him at the time. Suddenly the shadowy form took off running toward me. I squealed and took off myself but it seemed as if the silk strands and streamers were attacking me, tangling me up. I had no sense of direction either. Oh why did I think it was a splendid idea to wander into this sea of silk tentacles that was snareing me, making me his prisoner. I looked behind me and noticed he was gone. There was no shadowy form of him anywhere. My heart raced as the lights kept flickering from pink, blue, red, yellow and only obstructed my vision further. He could be anywhere in this mass of string and I didn't know my way out, couldn't find an exit.

I slowly turned in circles hoping to find an escape route or catch sight of him. "What's wrong love? Where's this grown woman who claims she wasn't scared of me. Oh my Jacey, your still my little girl. Come to daddy now". I heard him say behind my back.

"Screw you". I screamed and darted off once again. To my disbelief I had ran deeper into the silk abyess. Staveno had purposely corralled me in this direction as if I was some farm animal. The only thing in front of me was a wall. He had me right where he wanted me. I peered around looking for him and started taking slow steps along the wall. Maybe if I followed it long enough I'd come to a door or back to the party. After just a few steps he popped out in front of me. The only thing that separated us was a few sheets of silk. I swung my arm's out swishing the silk draperies around as I hurriedly stepped backwards. Hopefully the moving draperies would confuse him like they did me. "Leave me alone" I demanded sternly.

"You should've never came back here love." He said with mirth.

Breathless I retorted. "Last I checked you don't tell me where I can go. Stay away".

I tried to run but those damn stringers caught me up. Suddenly Steveno was in front of me again. I stood frozen wondering how he seemed to glide through these thing's with ease. Slowly he peaked around a silk tapestry giving me the first glimpse of him. He wore a mask just like we all did but his mask was down right scary. It was blood red and easily could be passed off as the devil.

Quickly I spun around a few strands trying to escape but he followed popping in and out of view. Then it happened, he grasped my wrist and swiftly tied it with a strand. I yelled and tried to keep running hoping I'd break free. Eventually he caught my other hand and tied it with another piece of silk. My only defense was my legs which he ended up tieing separately in the end. "Let me go". I wailed.

I was his captive now. He looped a piece of silk making it into a swing like shape. For the first time he really touched me. He lifted me up by the waist and perched me on his silk swing. I was a fly in his wicked web. "What do you want". I hissed.

Taking the back of his hand he ran it over the part of my face that my bedazzled mask didn't conceal. "Is it not obvious love. I". He paused being very dramatic.

"Want".

Pause.

"You".

The way he said you came out on a whispery note. "You will never have me" I insisted.

He chuckled. "Why is that? Tell me it isn't because of the old man you claim to love? Tsk, tsk, tsk... that isn't love. You and I both know he doesn't satisfy you".

"It's not about sex with him". I yelled. "He takes care of me. He loves me. He doesn't leave me with a broken heart to run to another country. He asks me what I want, he gives me time to absorb bad shit. More importantly he doesn't run or give up on me like you did". My word's came out like venom and I didn't care if I let the truth out or if he killed me.

"Is that what you think love, that I just gave up on you? That I fucking ran?" He hissed.

"Yes". I screamed. "Because you did. Men like you don't care who they hurt. Ace would never leave me".

Before I knew it Staveno's hand gripped my throat and tilted me back using the drapes. "Is that so love? Tell me, where is your man now? Can he help you now? No, he can't. No one can".