Chapter 30 How do you like ? (2)
Alessia’s POV
We step out of La Mirage’s glass double doors to find the two SUVs parked out front waiting. The armed guards are already seated in the second car, waiting. The valet quickly opens the door, and I step in first, followed by Alex. The driver switches on the car, and we drive out of the gates.
“Where are we going, sir?” Casper asks as he takes the sharp turn and climbs onto the main road.
“Back to the Ferrini Mansion,” Alex orders, settling back in the chair. I shift toward the window, not wanting our bodies to touch at all. The journey begins quietly; I am still angry with him for what he made me watch, and he is probably still on cloud nine. The tension continues to simmer between us like a fog until I can’t take it anymore.
“You enjoyed making me watch, didn’t you?” I say, facing the window, refusing to look at his handsome smug face.
He ignores me. Anger unbidden rises in my throat, and I growl, “Dammit, Alex, you don’t get to ignore me! " Not after making me so damn horny ! I think to myself.
I turn around slowly, and my eyes clash with his amused ones. Smug bastardo! I should wipe that smile off his face. Instead, I eye him, letting my eyes portray what my mouth cannot say.
He smiles. “You know you enjoyed watching me , cara mia. Admit it ,you didn’t take your eyes off me. Even for one moment ”
I snort. “How was I to do that when you asked one of your-your-girls to stand watch and make sure I saw every obscene move? Oh, Dios!” I shiver as I have a flashback of his long, thick, veiny, hard cock being throated hungrily by Madam A. I hiss as I clench my thighs together again, feeling a stirring of unresolved lust rising like a tidal wave. I struggle to calm my treacherous body down as he continues to watch me.
“Okay Jokes aside , be honest, didn’t you enjoy watching me?” he asks calmly.
I scoff. “I did not.” He is such a confident Asshole .
He shrugs, turning his eyes back on the road. “You can lie as much as you want, cara mia, but your body doesn’t lie, neither do your eyes.” He pauses for a moment. “Remember, the eyes are the windows of the soul, and in your beautiful blue eyes, your desire for me burns brighter than a flame.”
I turn towards the window once more. “You did this to me on purpose,” I whisper shakily, my body still burning for him even now.
He glances sideways, his reflection showing in the window. “Yes. I wanted to test your endurance to see if you would give in or resist.”
“And I didn’t, did I?” I snap back at him. I hate him so much right now for doing this to me.
“You almost did. It’s refreshing to know I am not fighting this alone. After all, misery likes company.”
My pulse jumps at his teasing. “It doesn’t matter what you think you saw me doing; fact remains that I didn’t give in.”
He laughs. “Oh, but you will, cara mia. You will beg me to take you soon enough or that burning, that desire I see blazing furiously in your eyes, will burn you up inside out.” I suck in a deep breath and ignore him. I don’t have an answer to give him, so I continue to watch the dark road instead, praying he will stop the taunts, but he doesn’t.
He lets out a deep breath. “Whether you answer me or not, the truth remains the same you will beg me to take away the ache one day.”
His smug tone upsets me, and I face him angrily, my whole body trembling. “I will never beg you to take me. Never!”
He smirks again. “You will, cara mia. You will beg me and pleasure me just the way you watched them do. I hope you took notes.”
His words hit me like a slap. “You are crazy!”
“I might be,” he says evenly, “but you know I’m right.”
Silence settles in the car for a few moments as the neon lights pass by in a blur. Then I can’t resist asking him something that has been on my mind since. I face him once again, whispering softly, “Alex, is this your thing? Do you make every woman watch?” My heart starts racing in my chest as I anticipate his response. Dios mío, I have it bad for him everything he said was the truth.
He turns towards me once again, his eyes locked on mine, unsmilling and intense. “No. Only the ones that I can’t get out of my mind.”
My breath catches in my throat as his words affect me more than I want to admit, and I hate that he can see it.