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C H A P T E R T W E N T Y - T W O

C H A P T E R  T W EN T Y - T W O

Yasmine p.o.v.

The next morning I felt surprised when Alessandro didn't scold nor spank me for talking to Imran. I felt guilty.

But at the moment, I was hiding in a closet. With a furious Alessandro outside, bumping his fists against the door.

„YASMINE GET YOUR ASS OUT THERE OR I WILL FUCK YOU SO HARD, YOU WILL FEEL PAIN FOR DAYS", he yelled infuriated.
Well, I could live with that...

„THE FUCK NO", I replied giggling turning down the offer after realizing it wouldn't end all too well for me.

I heard a sigh come from outside.
„Gattina. I need to talk to you right now. I promise I won't get angry."

„Really?"

„I promise", he said in a tone believable enough for me to slowly unlock the door and push down the cold door-handle. I opened the door a few centimeters and peaked out to see him sitting on a chair with a fairly blank expression.

„Come here."

„Noo-."

„I said come here", he now stated harsher.

I stepped over to him, his unpredictable green eyes set on me, observing and judging my every step. Relief came over me when I finally stood directly in front of him having ended that walk of shame. I hate when people stare at me.

He looked up to me and pointed at his lap. I hesitated. He looked straightforward and I saw prominent jaw tense up, causing me to immediately sit down on his stone-hard lap.

The unsettling silence killed me, as I waited for words to come out of his plump pouty mouth. His heart was beating next to my ear, which was weirdly calming. Would he freak out, because of Imran? I reckon it was the very reason he chased me through this labyrinth of flat.

His eyes darted to me, as I finally found the courage to look up with my guilt-ridden ones. He looked away.

"Don't ever speak to this man again."

"But,wh-...."

"I said don't. No questions and don't ever question my decisions Yasmine, Trust me. You could consider yourself lucky for not being punished this time."

That sounded off. Even for him.

"Boy, you don't get to push me around as you please. Calm the fuck down."

Alessandro suddenly grabbed my chin with a firm grip.

"Your attitude doesn't make it easier for me to restrain myself from fucking you all the time. You make my dick harden just by looking at me, you know that gattina?", he said while looking deeply into my eyes meaning every word he said. His presence suddenly felt warm and he was full of dark lust and hunger. Not his usual horniness. Something else.

"Well then take a cold shower."

Pretty daring Yasmine.

Alessandro came closer to my neck. A cold sensation my through my nerves as he stuck out his tongue and licked my sensitive skin. After a crucially slow minute, I felt sudden tingles as he blew cold air onto the moist skin.

"Tasty", he mumbled and started sucking on my sweet spot. I threw my head back in pleasure taking in the feeling with closed eyes. I felt his eyes on me, he was fully aware of what he did to my body and that turned me on even more. His hand went further up my thighs and stopped at my cladded core. He rubbed through the skimpy silky material, which got wetter every passing minute. I felt a ball of fulfillment build up in the pit of my stomach, which got more intense as he moved into my panties and started stroking my sensitive pearl with his thick fingers. A soft moan escaped my lips and he suddenly pulled away leaving me frustrated. His lips moved closer to my ear.