Bella's POV.
[ Warning: Mature words and content].
“Ishabella, you have no fucking idea what I had to do in order to meet you again," He scoffed as his grip on my neck tightened.
I was slowly getting out of breath but I don't know why my body was loving his torture. I've never felt this turned on and hot before for any damn man. I guess I'm a masochist who derives sexual gratification from their own pain or humiliation. I noticed from a side glance that the driver was trembling in terror as he looked at the rummaging Xavier through the car's rearview mirror. There's no doubt this gangster is Xavier Hill.
The infamous Mafia Boss of American territory known as DarZ. Even the top mafias trembled at the name of Xavier Hill. While being the legend of all underworld activities, nobody has ever seen the face of Xavier Hill. I can't believe I'm with him, lying under his sexy body.
"Why are you quiet?” He grabbed my hair with his other hand and yanked me up. He himself got seated and shoved my face on his hard bulge. Making me kneel down between his legs, he forced my face up to see his furious sly grin.
"Do you find this funny? Look Ishabella, what you did to me!"
I was lost not because of my sudden circumstances but by the way he was talking. Is he fucking accusing me for his horny erection? I was fucking quiet because I was enjoying his roughness. No man has ever disrespected me, humiliated me the way he was.
"Mafia Boss Xavier Hill, your full name, right? Or is it a codename you use to hide your identity," I whimpered, biting my lower lip as I looked into his hazel eyes which were radiating dark green shades. He didn't answer my question, rather changed the topic.
"I'm going to kidnap you and fuck you all night long bitch," he cursed, unzipping his pants. He was like a hungry beast getting ready to devour his prey.
My eyes widened at the sight of his throbbing veiny thick dick. He was so big that I wondered if it would ever fit in me. That thing was monstrous like his masculine demeanour. Before I could deny it, he shoved his thing inside my mouth.
"Suck on deeper," he growled aggressively, pushing my face down to swallow his thing deep. His hot, erect dick hit the end of my throat, making me suffocate.
He was holding me by my hair, moving my lips on his hard thing, choking me to death. I was fucking loving this humiliation shit even if it was misery.
The car stopped at the deserted street which had illuminated lamp posts. It didn't take me long to recognize that this was a red light area. So this bastard wants to bang me in here. I would have loved that treatment but I have to go.
"Ishabella, get out of the car," I heard him coldly ordering me around as if I was his slave. Which was kinda sexy, I mean I actually would like to be treated as shit.
He got out of the car after zipping his pants and extended his hand for me to hold on. Does he perhaps think I'm a fragile woman? Dude got it all wrong!
I pretended to be adjusting my clothes as I secretly pulled out my daggers from the thigh belts and leaped out of the car.
"Xavier, see you next time. I'm in a hurry now," I said as I pointed my blades at him. He instead of backing off, smirked and stepped towards me.
Well I had no choice but to make him realise I'm not an easy bird. I abandoned one of the daggers in my scabbard and with another dagger I attacked him. He dodged my stance and grabbed my raised arms and stepped behind me. Twisting and pressing my hands behind my back he chuckled.
"Sleep with one more night, Ishabella."
His hoarse voice feathered on my ears making them red. I was barely holding back because I had to return back. I couldn't get caught up with some men in the red light area. It was beneficial for me though if I wanted to create scandals but I had class. I couldn't sleep with a man in this lowly place.
'Also I can imagine my dad boiling in rage. If I don't accompany Dad to the airport my daily allowance will be over!' I sighed before kicking Xavier back and grabbing the back of his shoulder.
I used my surprise speed attack to fasten my grip on his waist and shoulder to shove him into the ground.
"If you wanted to ride me so badly, all you had to do was ask!"
"Shut up."
I wrapped my arm around his neck and pressed my blade near his Adam's apple.
"You brutal woman. I wonder why god made me like a brutal woman like you," he cursed, clenching his jaws. I could see him frowning continuously underneath my grasp.
I looked around and saw a few men stacked in black approaching me with their guns. Dammit, I'm fucked up.
"What do you want, Xavier?"
"You. I want you to warm my bed..."
He shamelessly groaned as if he was feeling me right now. I was definitely on top of his back, holding his neck between my arms.
"Next week, on Sunday night in a night mashup club. Meet me there and you can do all you want," I whispered near his ear but he glanced at me suspiciously.
This man is hard to deal with.
"Don't doubt my words. I'm from a respected French Mafia family."
Saying that I jerked him off which caused my blade to land a small cut in his neck.
"BOSS..."
The men in black circled around Xavier and some of them started firing at my direction but I heard Xavier ordering them not to fire. Perfect, he believed in my words.
While they were distracted, I quickly sprinted from the walls towards a nearby alley. I climbed the fences with ease before jumping down onto the street.
I slightly turned my face back and saw Xavier returning back in his car.
"If only I was unmarried. I could have enjoyed a steamy night with this cruel Mafia Boss," I scowled, trolling lazily alongside the street.
"Young Miss."
My eyes narrowed as a pair of familiar Rolls Royce's headlights turned in a corner. I walked towards the all black Rolls Royce car and swung open its door.
I got inside and slammed the door in frustration, causing the entire car to jerk off. My bodyguard Lucas glanced at me from the rearview mirror.
"Why are you here, Lucas? I never recall asking you to follow me!"
"Chairman asked me to follow you...," He answered.
I didn't have anything to say because I was aware Dad would do something like this. Rather than getting pissed off I was thankful. Otherwise I had to find my way to my mansion on foot as I lost my handbag in the club. Shit, my phone was in that handbag.
"Lucas, you have a cigarette?"
"I'm sorry."
Oh Lord, why did I have a bodyguard who never drank or smoked? I brushed my hand through my hair as I leaned backward on the seat. I was constantly reminded of Xavier's rough treatment. He was so forceful that just thinking about it was giving me a tingling sensation between my thighs.
"Lucas, come back for a moment."
He hesitated first because he knew what I meant by that. He parked the car near some deserted street and got out of the car. Opening the door to my seat he got inside and kneeled down in front of me.
My handsome bodyguard Lucas. He was a large muscular blonde man in his thirties. And my sexual tool of pleasure, he has been following me as a bodyguard since I was ten years old.
My parents were weirdest of all. They had their young daughter groomed by some big ass bodyguard. I still remember how Lucas used to touch me while pretending to tutor me in martial arts.
When I turned 18 and mastered everything, becoming the best assassin in my dad's Mafia group, the first thing I did was handcuff Lucas in my basement. There I made him pay for molesting me sexually all my teenage years.
I never intended to keep him alive but he begged me to become my slave for all his remaining years. The deal was not bad either since I needed a man to deal with my sudden addiction to sex.
I don't know how I got this addiction. Maybe because of the mental trauma I went through by Lucas's unhealthy obsession over me. I grabbed his hair and shoved his head between my thighs.
"Lick me, you dog!" I commanded aggressively as I wrapped my legs around his broad shoulders. He held my thighs, spreading it apart and shoving his face close to my soaked panty. "No using hands. Just your tongue."
He closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue. He rubbed his moist tongue on my panty, soaking it completely with his saliva.
"Ahh."
I couldn't believe myself moaning like a bitch in heat. I ran my fingers in Lucas's hair, pushing him to be more forceful. While he was poking his tongue in my panties I imagined Xavier. What would happen to me if Xavier did this? I wonder how turned on I'd feel from his roughness.
"Ugh... I want him. Only him," I scoffed, pushing Lucas away from me.