BELLA.
I couldn't keep looking into his eyes. He was frightening. But he was fucking right, I betrayed him and insulted his love. I was not worthy of his love…
I did so much to hurt him without knowing that he was already suffering from the childhood traumas which was given by my father. How could I not know him? Now, I am really at a loss for words.
Lowering my eyes, I muttered,"Caspar…" I breathed in as his grip on my face tightened. "Do whatever you want… get your revenge because that's the only way you will feel at ease. And this time even if I could, I will not stop you. Just spare my daughter and my brother… leave them alone, I'm begging you."
As he heard my words his eyes turned dark, he looked dead at me and I couldn't even contain my fear. And before I could say anything, his deep voice rumbled in my ears,"Worry about yourself. And I fucking don't believe your lies, that man is not your brother but your second husband."
Now his words were getting dirty and I was disgusted. I could not even imagine myself with Olivier, just what Caspar was blabbering about.
"I have loved you and I believe me when I say," I hesitated as his grip on my waist tightened. "I never slept with another man after losing you. And stop believing in whatever your assistant Alex says. He should run the background check on the Sharapova family."
"Bella, how bold of you to accuse my assistant of hiding your dirty affairs. Like I would believe in you," he inched closer to me and I almost felt him getting hard. His bulge in the pants pressed between my thighs over my gown's skirt and I moaned in breath.
"I wonder how many men you fucked after betraying me," he groaned, getting even more close as we breathed each other. "They must have kissed your lips which originally belonged to me after I married you…touched your body and whatnot…"
While he was saying all those things, his hands were roaming around my waist and trailing down to my thighs, he caressed them in a very sensual way. My eyelashes fluttered as I looked at him and this time he didn't frighten me, he appeared so appealing and sexy to me that I would allow him to dominate me.
Removing his hands from my face, he rubbed my lips and squeezed them between his thumb and index finger. My throat dried up, my lips parted as I desired to touch his attractive red lips and kiss him so badly.
I would have hugged him, pulled him into a deep kiss and grabbed his hair so that he could kiss me real hard but my hands were tied, I was barely managing to stand as my ankles were tied too.
"Caspar,"I whispered, staring into his dangerous eyes. "Stop playing with me. You are making me feel things…"
"What kind of things I'm making you feel, Bella?" He coldly asked as his hand lifted my gown's skirt and palmed my lace panty. Colliding his nose with mine, he groaned,"Why don't you explain to me in brief the kind of things you are feeling? Huh?"
"Ugh… Caspar,"I moaned when his hands fetched my clits over my underwear and caressed it with his thumb. I squirmed in pleasure, while he continued playing with my clits until I got super horny.
He then pulled down my panty slowly and touched my pussy with his hand which was cold like ice. My body felt the rush of adrenaline as his coldness came in contact with my hotness.
"Ah,"I subconsciously uttered a moan when he entered his two fingers into my pussy. "Caspar…kiss me. I need you to kiss me."
I begged like a desperate woman in love and he fulfilled it, he was kissing me, quenching my thirst for him. His fingers were thrusting inside me, I could feel his speed of figuring increasing by every second. I wanted to moan when he made me feel the orgasm but he was eating my lips, not giving me a damn break.
Suddenly he stopped kissing and pulled out his fingers. Licking his fingers, he smirked at me,"How was it? Do you like it?"
His mockery words brought back to my realization, he wasn't in the mood of fucking me but playing with my feelings. Turning my face away from his gaze, I silently replied,"Yes, I did, now you can go. You do not have to try hard to make me feel bad, I'm already numb with everything I heard coming from your mouth."
"I would better be left alone, I don't want to be insulted by you like this."
"Oh, I see," he said with great interest as if he was loving my reaction. "You do have dignity left, but that doesn't make any changes."
Saying that he left and the room's door closed, I fell to the floor and stared at the white ceiling. I wonder how long I will stay sane in this packed boring room… I was starting to miss my daughter, Karina.
I was restless every time I thought about Nancy becoming my daughter's stepmother.
"Ugh, Caspar… I'll not forgive you if you ruin my daughter's life," I declared. "I'm enduring all your mistreatments because I'm feeling guilty otherwise I would give no damn about betrayal or death."
'Caspar…you are so important to me that your pain and suffering is mine. Before I have killed many under my father's order during my reign as Ishabella, never have I felt guilty for any deaths,' I murmured under my breath as a faint smile crawled on my lips.
I was admiring myself for loving someone that much, I rolled over as I blushed. Sick! I was imagining my moment with Caspar, how he was so angry and still ended up kissing me.
And my mind was stuck on the fact that he was hard as a rock in his pants, even though he appeared to be insulting me. I was kinda feeling his true intentions, he couldn't stop thinking about me.
'I'm on his mind 24/7, otherwise why would he kidnap me and lock me here for him?' Yeah, I was overthinking a little too much.
After that I stopped thinking weird things because it was no use, he already had planned to get revenge on her. And he may fall in love with Nancy since he will be spending more time with her.
On the other hand, he will release me after fulfilling his agenda and probably getting bored by playing with me.
"I should think of getting my hands and legs free," I said as I crawled on the floor like some caterpillar. "I look fucking stupid, brother please get me out of here…"
However no matter how much I tried, I wasn't able to get free of those thick ropes tied around my wrists and ankles. And there was no sharp thing in the room which could be used to cut the rope.
CREAK
Suddenly I heard footsteps approaching towards the door, it was different from Caspar's or Alex's… it was the sound of stomping heels, rushing towards me impatiently.
"Madam, we can't allow you inside,"I heard the security guards stopping that person from getting inside. "Boss, had strictly ordered that no one other than him is allowed to enter this room."
"Do you know who I am?'' My eyes widened when I heard the woman's voice, she was no other than Nancy Mandarin!
"I'm your Boss's wife and you are blocking my way! Do you guys have a death wish?"
Oh my God, Nancy was strangely straightforward with the warnings to the security guards. I never thought she was capable of using Caspar's name so easily and attaching him to her so that she could utilize his power and authority.
As expected the guards unlocked the room for her to walk inside and the first thing she did was drag me up by my hair. Holding a handful of my hair, she shouted at my face, "Fucking whore! Why are you back in my husband's life, again?"
I rolled my eyes, how delusional can someone be? I admit I was mad about getting him back but when I knew that he was going to get married to her… I stopped contacting him.
He was the one who had me kidnapped and locked me in this godforsaken place. Raising my eyebrows in seriousness I asked,"How are you allowed in Black City? No matter if you're his wife, the normal person who doesn't belong to any Mafia group is not allowed here."
My reasonable answer twitched Nancy's eyebrows as she raised her other hand and slapped me without any hesitation. I was shocked, holding my swollen cheek I confronted, "How… How dare you hit me?"
"Yes, I dare you. Now stop behaving like you are still the wife of Caspar. He is now mine and you're just his mistress."
"What do you mean?" I was baffled by her pretentious excuse for her husband's affair.
She yanked my hair and cupped my face with aggression and shouted at me,"I mean I'm not leaving him even if he has an affair with his ex-wife, that's how much I love him. Not like you who would shoot him dead anytime."
My expression darkened as I indifferently replied,"You don't love him. You are just attracted to him and he has become your Obsession. But let me tell you one secret."
"What secret?" Her grip on my hair loosened as she carefully paid attention to me, awaiting my words.
"He will never love you…I was his first love and I will be his last. There's no one in between us, not even y–"
"So, you think Caspar will never love another woman who is not you?" Nancy asked with a grin on her face. I don't know what she was planning to do but I had a bad feeling about it.