When The Devil Met His Match | ✔️

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The vibe of their house ^^
Arabella's POV: 1-ish week later
It was raining and I hate the rain. I am driving home from one of my many hookups and it was storming.
I would normally be drove around by one of our body guards but I like to keep my personal affairs to myself, we wouldn't want Gabriel Walton being ashamed of his only daughter would we?
As I pulled up to our iron gates I flashed my million dollar smile at the guard, Benny. Benny was an older man, I would say around 60 and he was the cutest body guard I've ever seen. He has been our guard since even before any of us were born, being a close friend of my father when he became the Don.

As I pulled up in my black Lamborghini I noticed a gorgeous Bentley in our driveway, curiosity eating away at me with who would be here this late I hurried to collect my things and tried to sort out my running mascara in my mirror, I hate the rain. My red lipstick was almost completely rubbed off, thanks to Chris or was it Lucas, hmm not sure.

I ran through the front doors of the mansion, trying to avoid any rain and was greeted by the sound of deep grumbling voices coming from the direction of my fathers office. One voice had an Italian twang to it.
Fuck I look like shit.

I quickly raced up the staircase careful that no one saw me looking like a hot mess. I entered the huge doors of my bedroom and glanced in the mirror at my dress that I had haphazardly thrown on after our little hook up. I wouldn't normally as I've tried to cut down on my men intake. But Mr Lopez had been on my mind ever since the event last week and I have tried anything, drugs, alcohol and now sex and nothing has worked.

Sigh.

I quickly jumped in my shower and slammed the glass door shut, I quickly proceeded to do my normal shower routine, wash my face, hair then body. I slid out the shower and wrapped my hair up in a towel, not bothering to dry it. I applied some of my Chanel body lotion all over my body and put a Chanel face cream on.

I slid on one of my custom Gucci thongs underneath my set of Louis Vuitton Pyjamas. Sighing as I finally found myself comfortable.

I trotted down the stairs not bothering to be quiet and decided to get a glass of water. I headed to kitchen and started to fill my glass up with water.

"Ciao Bella why are you up at this time" a deep raspy voice spoke from behind me. "Hello beautiful"

I literally jumped out of my skin and splashed water on the front of my baby pink PJs, "fuck sake!"

"Well that's not a nice way to greet someone is it bellissima" I could practically hear his smirk as I spun round.

His black eyes traveled down my face and only haltering at my red lips before trailing down the length of my body grazing over my tan legs. He glanced back up to my eyes to find me watching his moves.

Mr Lopez just as I've been trying to get you out of my head.

I sighed and said "what are you doing here Mr Lopez it is so late" I glanced at the clock on the wall, 02:37am.

"Just finishing business Arabella nothing for you to concern yourself with" he replied with a hard tone.

Because you had to go through the kitchen to get out, I just so happened to be standing near the exit door. He slowly stalked towards me making me feel like prey. My thighs slightly clenched in anticipation as he was coming towards me. He was about two inches away from my face.

"la prossima volta indossa una reggiseno principessa" he whispered in my ear as I trembled. "Next time wear a bra princess"

He then strolled out with not a care in the world.

From my 5 years at high school where I took Italian I glanced down at my slightly see through top to see my nipples were rock hard.

Fuck me

I groaned and slowly made my way out of the kitchen to see my father and Mr Lopez standing at the front door talking.

My father was facing away from me so couldn't see me but Mr Lopez was silently gazing at me while talking to my Father. I winked at him, slightly taking him aback as he looked surprised at me. I turned round to go up the stairs, knowing he was watching me I took my long hair out of the towel and "accidentally" dropped the towel on the stairs.

"Oops" I whispered under my breath.

I bent over, making sure to show off my ass, and picked the towel back up and glanced back round and innocently looked at Mr Lopez who looked slightly uncomfortable and angry.

I giggled and entered my room and jumped on my bed, splaying my limbs in all directions, I fell asleep.

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Mateos POV:
What a little minx.

Arabella for sure knew what she was doing as she bent over and showed a small glimpse of her ass. My pants tightened impossibly tight as I watched her turn round and smirk at me with her innocent eyes.

cazzo piccolo diavolo
"Fuck, little devil"

I turned my attention back to Gabriel and yawned.

"Mateo would you like to stay the night it is quite late" Gabriel mumbled.

"If that is alright with you" I replied.

Gabriel nodded and took me upstairs next to the room I saw Arabella enter which must be her bedroom. I entered and said thank you to him.

"No problem if you need anything Arabella is right next door so just go to her" he replied and shut the door.

I looked around the room to find it to be a decently sized room. I started taking off my shirt and trousers leaving me on just my Calvin Klein boxers. I got into bed and went to sleep.