Chapter 22
Andrea's POV
The car ride to the house with Emil had been even more awkward than when we were going to the shop, he had remained completely silent and sat on his side of the car and when we arrived at the mansion, all he said was "I should return to my work now" and he had left even before I had the chance to reply.
I was not sure what I was supposed to feel towards him, was I supposed to be upset or was I supposed to just ignore him and not care that he was acting in a strange manner, the problem was that I was finding it difficult to ignore anything concerning Emil Ferrari.
As Julia brushed my hair that night and readied me for bed, I could not resist the urge to ask her about Emil.
"Julia" I said.
"Yes Donna" she answered.
"Can you tell me about the Don? What manner of person is he?" I asked I felt shy asking about him but I felt I should at least know the man I was married to.
"Don Ferrari is good to his family and everyone under his protection, he is just and fair" Julia said.
She was saying the words I had heard before but I wanted to hear something else.
"I know all that, I want to know what sort of man he is, as a person" I said.
Julia suddenly lowered her voice and said "Are you asking about the sort of person he is behind closed doors?"
I swallowed, this was beginning to feel like gossip but I really wanted to know.
I cleared my throat and said "Yes, something like that"
"Do you wish to know about his women??" Julia asked.
At the mention of women, I felt my blood suddenly run cold, a feeling that closely resembled anger bubbled up to the surface and when the word "Women" left my lips, it was uttered with pure disdain.
"Yes Donna, the Don sometimes has women visiting the mansion, women of extreme beauty, most of them are not Italian women, they are exotic young women from his travels, they stay for a few days and then they leave and we never see them again, they never stay longer they a week" Julia said.
I wondered what I was supposed to do with this information I had just learned and why it bothered me so much.
"What does he do with this women?" I asked, I was surprised by how dangerously low my voice had become.
"He usually spends time with them at night, Wilma never approved of them but the Don is not a man who can be told what to do, he is very much like his father in that manner, they were both powerful, cold men, the previous Don never smiled, he always had a deep from on his face and Don Emil is exactly like that in that manner" Julia concluded.
From what Julia was saying Emil was a man that slept with strange women regularly, he was a man with a cold personality and though he protected his family,nl he was never warm to them.
"To be very honest with you Madam, we were all so surprised when he agreed to the marriage, it was not something anyone expected him to do, even Wilma had been very surprised, he had never shown any interest in marriage and then he suddenly agreed to get married to you, perhaps he fell in love with you at first sight, that is so romantic, don't you think so Madam? Julia said.
The last part was said with excitement and I could tell she was smiling when she said this but still, the feeling of uneasiness refused to vanish, the information I had just found out about Emil nagged at my heart for some incomprehensible reason, the thought of him with other women bothered me more than normal.
Julia completed the brushing of my hair and helped me change into a nightdress before wishing me a goodnight and leaving me alone in my bedroom.
I tried to fall asleep but found that I could not, I kept imagining Emil with other women and it bothered me and this was not to my liking at all.
The sound of the door knob turning and then the door opening had me sitting up in my bed immediately.
"Who is there?" I called out.
There was silence and then I heard footsteps, my heart began to pound in my chest asd fear and panic rose immediately.
"Who is it?" I called out again and was still met with silence.
I had no idea where I was supposed to run off to.
"You do not to look like I am here to murder you" I heard Emil say from the darkness.
A flurry of emotions rushed through my body at once, relief that I was not about to get maimed and killed in my bed, surprise that Emil was in my room but for some reason, it was anger that reigned supreme, I snapped immediately.
"Leave me alone" I suddenly yelled at him.
I was not sure what I expected him to say but it was the sound of a chuckle that greeted my ears.
He had the gall to laugh right now when I was in a mood in which I could not completely discuss what was wrong with me and exactly what I was feeling.
"I said leave me alone, I don't want you here, I want you gone from me" I snapped.
All of a sudden, I felt the bed dip and a presence was suddenly hovering over me, the scent of musk and wood suddenly invaded my senses and my breath died in my chest.
"You are driving me insane" I heard him say, I realised that he was even closer than I thought, his breath fanned my face and I caught the faint smell of alcohol on his breath.
"Are you drunk?" I asked him, I realised that my voice had lost its initial fire and was sounding a lot calmer.
I felt his face hovering over mine as he moved on the bed, he was much closer now and with panic, I realised he was kneeling over me, my body was trapped in between his.
"I am not drunk, I am still aware of everything that is happening" came his reply, his voice was low and had a sensual feeling to it, it was beginning to make me feel all sort of ways again.
"Why are you here?" I asked him.
He was quiet but I could feel his warm breath fanning my face, hovering just a little above my lips, when a minute had passed and he had not said a word, I figured he was not going to answer me but then I heard him say
"Because I can't get you out of head, I can't stop thinking about you and all the things I want to do to you" his voice was raspy and it sent my entire body spiralling out of control.
"I want you like I have never wanted any woman before and it drives me crazy" he said and I felt a shiver run down my spine but then I remembered Julia's and the initial anger bubbled to the surface again, I raised my hand and placed it on his chest to push him away from me but his chest felt like a brick wall beneath my palm.
"Not even the way you wanted all those women in the past?" I asked, I could hear the scorn and sass dripping in my voice.
A chuckle escaped his lips and I felt the vibrations beneath my palm.
"I see the maids have started gossiping again" he said as his nose nuzzled against my ear and I cursed my body for betraying me when I shivered.
"It is not gossip if it is the truth" I said as my eyes fluttered close.
"Is that what this childish tantrum is about?" He asked and I could hear the mockery in his voice.
I pushed against his chest again, trying to put some distance between us so that I could think straight "leave me alone" I said.
"Are you jealous Andrea?" He asked, my name on his lips was a whisper and I was slowly, surely, definitely losing my resolve to be angry with him.
I felt his hand slowly snake around my waist to pull me closer to him, a gasp escaped my lips when my chest brushed against his.
"Answer me Andrea, are you jealous?" He said.
Was I jealous?? Was I really jealous of the fact that Emil had had other before me.
I felt his lips on my neck, he was busy placing soft kisses there and I felt my entire body start to heat up.
His hand began to roam around my body leaving heat in his wake, I was desperately trying to hold on to my anger but it was hard to do when his lips were kissing my neck and his hands were rubbing and massaging my body.
"You should not argue with me so much Andrea, it really drive me insane" he whispered into my ear before placing a kiss just below it.
I shivered in his arms and a moan escaped my lips as his hand massaged the swell of my chest.
He kept his massage of my breast constant and then his lips brushed against mine, in a slow teasing manner, I found myself trying to incline my head towards his so I could kiss him properly but he pulled his head out of the way.
"Do you want me to kiss you Andrea?" He said as he placed a soft kiss on my throat.
I tried to speak but only a moan escaped my lips as I raised my hands to hold his head in place but he grabbed both my wrists in one of his and pushed them back to the bed, my back hit the bed and his powerful body hovered about me as my lay pinned beneath his.
"What do you want Andrea?" He asked, his voice was deeper than I had ever heard it and it snapped my resolve in two.
"You, I want you, I want you so much Emil" a voice that sounded a lot like mine said.
A chuckle escaped his lips and then he swooped down to capture my lips in a searing kiss, this kiss was nothing like the one we had shared in the dressing room, this one was filled with need and desire.
His hand shifted from my breasts to the side of my stomach, then my hips and slowly shifted lower, it was hard to concentrate on what his hand was doing when his mouth was completely dominating mine and leaving me wanting him even more.
I felt him lift the hem of my gown and slowly pushed it up all the way to my waist.
I felt his fingers brush my inner thigh and I felt a rush of pleasure, fear and surprise at the fact that his hands were in a place where no other man had ventured into before.
He finally broke our kiss and we were both breathless.
"Do you trust me Andrea?" He asked me.
I paused, not sure the answe to that particular question but one thing I was certain about was that he will never hurt me.
"I do" I said.
"Then let me make you feel pleasure unlike any you have ever felt before" he whispered against my ear and once more, my body shivered in his arms.
His fingers ventured further into my legs, very close to the area which craved his attention the most, I could feel the moisture pooling in my underwear and the thought of his fingers feeling how soaked my underwear was made shyness overwhelm me so I tried to shut my legs.
"Trust me Andrea, just trust me" he said as his lips moved lower towards my chest.
The feeling of his lips made me melt once more and my legs fell open once more, giving his fingers entrance, I felt his fingers graze my underwear and before I realised what was happening, he pushed it to the side with a finger and the next second, another finger was penetrating my core, a jolt of pleasure shot through my entire body but there was also a little pain, a gasp escaped my lips and I tried to remove his fingers but I realised my hands were still pinned above my head.
His lips were still peppering kisses on my chest while his finger had began to move in and out of my core, the pleasure I was feeling was almost deafening and I could nothing but writhing in pleasure beneath his hard body.
Just when I thought I could not take anymore of this delicious torture, he slipped another finger into my core and another gasp escaped my lips as my back arched up from the bed, he released my hands and before I could even register what was happening, I felt him grab the front of my nightgown and the next sound I heard was the sound of a fabric tearing.
Cool breeze hit my exposed breasts and it sent a jolt of pleasure through my body and a loud moan escaped lips and my hands moved about frantically trying to hold on to anything.
I felt his breath fanning my chest and all of a sudden I felt his warm mouth wrapped around my left nipple, his tongue was doing wonderfully torturous things that particular part of my body and his fingers were unforgiving.
I felt a knot forming in the pit of my stomach and the entire room was filled with moans which kept escaping my lips.
The pleasure kept mounting until I couldn't hold it in anymore, I was trashing around now.
He finally detached his lips from my breasts and came up to whisper in my ear "Let go Andrea, just let go" he said, how voice was deep and raspy and that was all I needed to send me tumbling over the edge.
When I finally came down from my high, he pulled his fingers out and I lay there in his arms, limp and trying to stabilise my breathing.
He gathered me in arms and pulled me against his chest and kept peppering my hair with soft kisses.
I wasn't sure what happened after that because my eyes slowly started to close and I could not keep them open even if I wanted to.
"Go to sleep Cara" he whispered and that was the last thing I heard before I drifted into oblivion.