POTERE AMORE (Mafia Romance) 18+

Chapter forty five

Annetta's POV

What the fuck?

I was bewildered. My mind could not connect the dots at all. It was clear, right in front of my eyes so why was it so difficult for me to understand something so simple? Why? What is happening here?

My body freezes against Fabio's as he held me, almost like as if he was forcing me to watch as Seth and Mateo walked right into the restaurant. They walked besides each other, a huge smile on each of their faces, it was clear that they knew each other too well.

"What's the matter, Tesoro? Are you shocked to see your little boyfriend?" Fabio whispers into my ear. His voice was menacing, he was belittling. I snapped back into reality and felt a chilly breeze rush past me, making me shiver against Fabio's body.

"Is that why you brought me here today?" I clenched my teeth, anger brewing in my system as I wait for a response. I immediately push Fabio away from me and turn around to glare at him. When our eyes meet, my suspicions were confirmed. He seemed to invent levity in this situation. He seemed to enjoy the fact that I reacted like this, or even caught Seth in a lie. "To fuck with my head?"

"Exactly." He muttered, he reached closer to me and grabbed my face. Our bodies collided again, I breathe out harshly though my nose when Fabio clenched his fingers on my skin. The touch was rough but it was enough to have me quivering. I wanted to kill him right now but I knew the feeling was temporary, it would be an act of impulse because Fabio will always provoke me like this, and my reaction would only satisfy him. I move my face away in distaste when he caresses his nose on the side of my face. "Just the way you did when you let him fuck you and made me watch."

Instantly, I remembered that day. The muscles in my legs tensed, my stomach was on fire and my heart pumped rapidly. An image of that night flashed in my mind, and the thought of him watching us made me come harder than I have ever came with Seth. I gulp, his penetrating glare stumped me. The proximity was too much, I needed space but he would not allow it.

"I didn't make you, you had a choice." I respond, gritting through my teeth.

Fabio didn't say anything immediately, instead he pushes my face towards the opposite direction just so he can look into my eyes. I blink at him, his face was free from any kind of emotion yet for some reason, I detected something. It was something about his icy eyes, the salaciousness, the insatiable hunger and the mischievousness was all too heightened.

"Does he fuck you the way I do?" He rasped, his voice was low and mumbled. My throat tickled because it was dry. I squirm against his hold, my legs clenched together when I felt him slowly rubbing my back. "Answer me Annetta."

"Yes." I lied, I shuddered when I gaze deep into his eyes. Even during the night, his eyes seemed to illuminate much more. His top lip quivered as he continued.

"He does?" He asked, my fists clenched really hard as I try to keep it together. My toes curled up in my shoes and my lips quivered, the cold air dries them out but Fabio didn't give me a chance to lick my lips. Fabio caught them when his eyes flickered to my lips. His hand held me firmly, and his eyes train on me religiously. "Does he make you come with his fingers? Or his mouth? Does he make your skin turn red? Can he fuck you senselessly, to the point where you can feel him for hours? Huh?"

"Stop it." I shuddered, my stomach flips and my clit throbbed. It was deprived of his touch, he turned me on, I wanted him right now.

"I'll ask you again Tesoro," he groans, thrusting his hips against me. I groan as satisfaction permeates me. "Does he fuck you the way I fuck you?"