Chapter 9
ROMANO
There is no fucking way!
Finished
Her mother ruined my parents‘ marriage, and then my father and that homewrecker died in a car crash.
My family became the butt of everyone’s joke, and afterwards, my mother got depressed for years and left the house, leaving nothing but a letter for me.
If not for my uncle, the empire my grandfather created would have collapsed into the dirt.
Her mother ruined my childhood. My life! I will never forgive her.
Jasmine will pay
for everything her mother’s bitchy behaviour has cost me and my mother, who I’m still yet to find, not even knowing if she is dead or alive.
1 storm into my office, I badly need a drink or a drive to clear my head. Yet, as my gaze lands on
the large pile of documents on the desk, I know that thought will have to wait.
Some minutes later, a knock sounds and Lisa enters, carrying a tray.
“Your chamomile tea, sir,”
I never ordered it.
“With everything going on, I know you must be stressed,”
She fucking knows nothing, why is she acting so familiarly?
I take a sip, but the cool liquid cannot quench the flames burning within me.
“Anything else I can help you with sir?”
I wave my hands dismissively, barely registering that she is still standing there until she suddenly moves to stand directly in front of me.
My gaze snaps to her just in time to see her remove the strap of her dress, revealing her breasts.
“Romano…” She purrs my name.
I return my attention to the screen in front of me noting mentally to fire both her and her
mother.
“Why can’t you look at me? I can do better than Jasmine… Your wife is ungrateful, but I won’t run from you!”
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the bone, the force of my arm flinging her carelessly to the floor.
“Get out!”
She pales, not moving fast enough adding to my irritation.
“I said, leave. Didn’t you get that? And you never need to work here anymore!”
Finished
“I’m sorry, I just love you. Jasmine doesn’t, which is why she tried to run from you, but I do!”
Just how desperate is this bitch?
“No, you’re a fucking slut and a gold digger, and Jasmine is a million times fucking attractive, I hate plastic girl, it has never been my thing,”
She flushes red at my insult; I see her eyes burning with tears, shame and anger, “Yes, Jasmine is beautiful, but she has been away for six months. Do you think she has had no other man during this time?”
I down the tea contents entirely, sending the breakable cup shattering just a few inches beside her head and she screams in terror.
“One more word and it will be your head smashing against that wall!”
She turns chalk white in horror, fleeing out of my office but her malicious words keep replaying in my head, taunting me.
How dare that bitch slander Jasmine like that? I’m not unaware of her intentions. In fact, during the six months Jasmine has been missing, she’s shown up in my room more than once, dressed. provocatively. I should have had her shot the first time she did that.
Cold pure
ure rage burns through my body, turning my veins to jelly.
No, it’s something more intense, I can feel the heat of jealousy corroding my chest and threatening to explode me from within.
I’m sweating profusely, inhaling through clenched teeth, I grab the remote to turn on the AC up to full blast, but I still feel hot.
What the fuck is happening?
Irritated, I slightly unbutton my clothes, but the heat only flares up even more.
Fuck!
Is the tea drugged?
I’m going to kill that bitch!
The scorching heat snakes its way to pool at my loins, my balls are probably blue from how
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A curse grows out of my clenched teeth as I leave my office at a furious pace.
My steps are uneven, my breathing ragged just as I crash the door to her room open.
I locate her instantly, pinning her with a piercing look.
Finished
She has just stepped out of the bathroom; her dark hair is damp and sticking to her skin; she stands gaping at me with only the white towel loosely wrapped around her.
Her breasts, which have grown fuller from pregnancy, draw my attention, and the ivory–smooth. skin of her thighs spread the hunger so raw that it begins like a small seed in my basal region, which sprouts in my loins like pure fire and primal agony.
I want to spread those legs apart and fuck her senseless.
A low guttural rumbles from my throat as I advance towards her trembling form.
“What do you want!” She starts to run into the bathroom when I grasp her shoulders firmly.
Quite the escapee, isn’t she?
“Where do you think you’re going?” I sneer down at her quivering form, yanking the towel from. her body, and causing her breasts to bounce free, further fueling my need.
“No. I’m going to go into labour soon. You can’t do this to me!” She cries, attempting to cover her breasts with her palms but her nipples still peeked through the gap between her fingers.
And I lost it then, my brain is intoxicated, and right now, she is the only fucking cure.
“And who said I can’t do this,? Your body belongs to me whenever I want, sei mia proprietà!”
She is my fucking property.
I dig my fingers into the base of her hair, as I bury my face into her neck, inhaling her soft flowery scent.
Fuck help me, I’m going to fucking cum in my pants if I don’t have her now!
