Chapter 16 Revisiting That Night
Bella’s POV:
I watched coldly as Madam Carmela and Roxy left together. Honestly, their acting was terrible.
I heard Roxy was a top–tier celebrity; it’s shocking how someone with such poor skills could be considered a star today.
The sound of a car leaving echoed from the front yard.
“The audience has left; no need to act anymore.” I quickly slipped out of Salvatore’s embrace. To me, the godfather was just a stranger. If it weren’t for wanting to irritate Madam Carmela and Roxy, I wouldn’t have wanted to be near Salvatore.
“Bella, come here,” the godfather commanded in a low, slightly angry voice. I should have been afraid, but my instincts told me he wouldn’t hurt me.
Thinking this, I felt braver and ignored him. After exchanging a glance, I scoffed and quickly ran upstairs.
Once in the master bedroom, I changed into a nightgown.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and a wave of heat enveloped me from behind, tightly wrapping around my waist.
“What are you doing? I’m changing!”
My clothes were only half on, exposing my waist and thighs to Salvatore’s gaze.
His rough hands caressed my waist and then, with a stealthy movement, slipped under to settle on my chest.
my
shirt
He gently squeezed my chest, kneading my nipples, sending a tingling pleasure through me, making something inside me stir.
“What are you doing? Let go of me!” I was somewhat angry. That night with the godfather, although I wasn’t fully aware, I vividly remembered the instinctual pleasure of making love.
He stood beside me, pulling me into his arms, his body pressing tightly against mine. His grip grew stronger, and the tingling pleasure surged like a tide, his large penis pressing against my back.
“Oh no, I moaned while resisting him, my hands weakly pushing against his.
“Are you sure you want to refuse me? You were quite passionate that night, he remarked, his tailored black vest accentuating his waist and his regal posture radiating authority.
I pushed him away angrily, “Don’t ever bring up that night again!”
Chapter 16 Revisiting That Night
But I had never imagined Salvatore would become my biggest obstacle.
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Salvatore grabbed my chin, his fingers tightening around my neck as he whispered in my ear, “We don’t have to talk about it; I’ll just make you relive it, no, create new memories!”
I couldn’t believe it. Why? Was it love at first sight that night for the godfather? Then he lifted me and threw me onto the bed.
Immediately, Salvatore pinned my hands above my head, his gaze locked on me, a wicked smile on his handsome face.
He breathed deeply against my neck, his expression utterly intoxicated.
“Are you crazy? Let go of me!” If that night was an accident, then his deliberate restraint tonight was intentional.
Of course, I didn’t want this, but helplessly, I was in over my head; how could I stand up to an unstoppable force?
“Would letting you go keep you honest?” Salvatore raised an eyebrow slightly.
Clearly, I wouldn’t be.
I didn’t know what to say; the godfather’s sudden reversal on the divorce changed the free life I had planned…
I felt uneasy, not noticing the godfather’s gaze as he leaned in, his lips meeting mine, stealing my breath away.
