Chapter 16 MY COMFORT OR HIS?
KATHERINA
Comfortable yet still maltreated.
It was like a switch. Today, he is sweet. Tomorrow, I don't even know.
This hour, he cares about me. The next minute, he doesn't even want to know how I feel.
He looked straight into my eyes as we stood outside the hidden room where Aria and Joanne was.
“Are you ready or not? I don't have time to waste…..” he spoke in a cold tone.
I paused.
Am I supposed to understand this question? Wasn't I doing g the duties of a wife? Or is there something I failed to see?
I looked at him with a confused face as I had not the slightest idea what he was talking about.
The look on his face as he kept his gaze on me like he needed something.
Even though I was treated bad sometimes, Roberto's heart leaned towards mine. I knew!
His curly hair. His broad chest and his everly handsome face like no other.
That switch happened again and I saw his face become calm all of a sudden. That anger was no longer there and the warmth in his eyes called out to me that minute.
“Did I injure you?” He asked with his stern voice.
I shook my head in response but he cared still. He xarfied me in his arms and led me back to the room.
As he walked, my eyes darted towards the living room and I saw Lucia standing and smiling.
She winked at me as we passed and zi couldn't help but smile back even though I was unsure of what I was about to face in the other room.
He could be something else the next minute.
He dropped me gently on the bed and his gaze became more intense, “I never knew you were this beautiful,” he commented as he smacked his lips.
I rolled my eyes and looked away.
The atmosphere felt different that hour and the onky thing I could see was a man who couldn't take his eyes off my body.
He leaned over and his hands caressed my legs up to my things right on fhe bed.
“You know I and your father have always been at loggerheads before now,” he uttered slowly as his hands kept browsing my entire body.
“I had always imagined everything about him was ugly and unbecoming even when he told me he had a daughter…..”
“.....I thought you were just going to be a product of those harsh definitions of mine but you struck me as a different version….Katherina,” he said and smacked his lips.
Wow. Interesting.
“I'm happy you find me attractive,” I uttered.
He placed his hands on my lips and gently slid it into my mouth and kept it hanging in there.
“Suck on it,” he said in a commanding tone.
Hmm???
“Katherina, don't make me repeat myself….suck my hands….: he said out loud.
I concurred immediately and sucked his fingers slowly. His gaze were still fixed on me but this time, with a smile almost like that of a clown with evil intentions.
“That's more like it, baby, “ he whispered.
Before I knew what was happening, I felt his hands on my boobs as he fondled them so tightly.
Did I like the way he treated me to bed? Not really. Am I enjoying it? Yes but I wasn't ready to show it.
He stopped all of a sudden like he was listening to my thoughts and I looked at him, a gaze full of expectations.
What would he do next?
“Dance for me,” he uttered.
My eyes widened in surprise. Dance? Definitely not my best arm right now but he was just too damn serious to decline his offer.
“I don't think I ……” I stuttered.
“I don't want to hear it, Katherina. Dance for me, already,” he interrupted rudely.
I stood up from the bed with my dress half worn, exposing much of my cleavage and my thighs……
He smacked my butts as I struggled to get out of the large sheets.
I had never done this before but then this was what I was here for!!
I stood still and a thought eroded my mind as I whined my waist slowly in front of him.
Diego.
I recalled how we first connected. It was the very first time my wicked father took me to the club.
The revelries…it was like nothing I had ever experienced. I wonder how they all cope with the loud music in the background.
“You sit here and wait for me…..” the voice of my father came around in my ears despite the noise.
My eyes darted around. The bartender, the strippers, the pants, bras and ribbons travelling the air, all around the club.
“Crazy scene,” a voice from behind interrupted.
“Uhn?” I turned around to see who it was and it was this young handsome man on shades.
The obvious part of his face was smooth and the skin glowed with the club lights shining on it.
I knew him but that was the first time we spoke. He was one person I was already scared of, amongst my father's bodyguards.
Always keeping a straight face and hardly smiles but this very day, it was totally different.
Erhaps there was something different about me than the other days. I stylishly checked myself out but then his voice came at me again, “Are you shy?”
“Uhmmm…no, I am not. I just…..” I stuttered.
Not.like I knew what to say but I didn't want him to know I was really happy he was speaking to me.
That same moment, he removed his shades and his cute brown eyes set its spec into my soul and I glowed from within to outside.
Smile.
Why was I smiling like a fool?
Sudddenly, before I knew what was happening, he walked up to where I sat and sat closely beside me.
“Uhm….my father. Aren't younscared of what he might do to you if he finds you here?” I said, my heart beating really fast like it was going to jump out of my chest any second.
“That isn't the point right now…..” he started.
His lips moved slowly as he spoke and I just couldn't help my salivate to it.
I became lost in them and I just felt like kissing them.
What does a young girl like me know? Do I even know.how to kiss if he gave me the chance???
“There is something I have been meaning to tell you,” his voice came aloud again in my ears after a long lost imagination into the world of his wet lips.
“Uhn…what is it, Diego?”