BELLA.
"Caspar, you have become bold," I teased him. "You assume I have forgiven you? Just because you understood that it was not anyone's fault but our parents' rivalry!"
"What should I do to make up with you? Say anything."
I curled my lips as I tapped my index finger on his lower lip, stopping him from kissing me. Smiling through my eyes, I whispered, "Anything you say? Do you even know what I might ask?"
"Oh, not a problem, my love. I'm confident enough to get you anything you want. Even if it's the most unrealistic wish, I'll fulfill it. I swear on my legacy of Xavier," he said and my heartbeat quickened, why did his words have a butterfly effect in my stomach?
He is still goofy with his words, I wonder if he's serious or drunk. I sniffed him and damn, I smelled no alcohol coming from him. My eyes looked at him as I said, "Can you fight against Anastasia of the Hawkins?"
His beautiful smile vanished and I saw his usual serious, cold face devoid of emotions. Getting off me, he sat down on the other side of the bed and replied, "Don't tell me that he used to be one of your ex-boyfriends in the past? Now you wish to compare who's stronger, is that right?"
"Caspar, listen–"
"Wait up," his bitter laugh cut me short. "Alex reported to me that the soldiers of Hawkins rescued you! I now understand why! Because Hawkins' boss is your ex-boyfriend and now he got his chance to show how useful he can be to you."
Oh my Caspar! Can he be sound minded for at least a second? Why is he always thinking that every man in this world wants me? Or has been my ex? I mean I know I'm pretty, but please. Stop it, otherwise I'll be too proud of myself. Let me be down to earth.
I got up and crawled to him, and hugged him from behind. I mumbled," You are overthinking. Please calm down and let's continue where we stopped."
I kissed the back of his neck and my hands massaged his stiff shoulders and then I unbuttoned his shirt. Just when I reached the fourth button, he grabbed my hand and threw me flat back on the bed. Securing my wrists in his hand, he wrapped his fingers around my neck's back.
With my back buried against the pillow, I retorted, "What the fuck you are doing, Caspar? Release my hands, you are hurting me!"
"Bella, do you doubt my strength? Do you think your ex-boyfriend Anastasia or whatever his name is stands a chance against me?"
"He's the judge of the Black City. Don't you think he has enough chances against you?" I shouted back because he was hurting my fucking arms.
"So, you accept he's your ex?" His laugh grew more bitter and filled the room with his maddening laugh. "I feel so conflicted now. What should I do to ruin my mood even more?"
I rolled my eyes in boredom. Should I tell him that Anastasia is my brother Olivier? But then Olivier will literally kill me. He said not to tell anyone until he himself introduced Caspar.
'Fuck, why do I always get stuck into these situations? Can God be real with me?' I sighed and said in mockery, "Caspar, even if he was my ex, you are my current love. I love you more than anyone and so please calm down. Release my hands."
"It's your feelings not his!" He growled, his grip on my neck tightened. "He still loves you and wants you… that's why you are here."
You know what? I have become too lazy for this convo. I will go with the flow, I don't wanna clear the misunderstanding anymore. This man is crazy and my explanation will be of no heed. He will believe my words when he meets Olivier in person tomorrow.
'For now, I'm going to play with him,' I smirked as I kicked him off and tossed his body on the bed. Pinning his wrists against the bed, I chuckled,"Xavier Hill. Mafia Boss Xavier Hill."
"What?" He was annoyed and didn't struggle to get free from my grasp. "Why are you calling my codename?"
"I love calling your codename just like how you like it."
"No… I don't like calling you Ishabella. Work and love are different in our cases," he said indifferently, but oh boy.
Why do I want to tease him further? Is it what funny couples do with each other? I leaned close to his face and pecked on his lips, said,"Daddy Xavier, will you let me play with your body?"
"Shut up, pervert Bella," he scoffed, trying his best to hide his blushing face. "And stop calling me daddy, I'm not in a mood of fucking now."
"Aww," I continued my dramatic act. "When will you be in the mood, Daddy Xavier?"
"Don't worry, I will soon make you scream my name," he jerked off my hands and got up in one move. Turning back, he placed his hands on either of my sides and declared, "Let me first deal with your new ex-boyfriend Anastasia."
'Oh baby, you are going to be greatly disappointed in your quest. And I think after that you'll learn not to assume randomly and attach every man to me as my ex!' I thought as I stared at him, more on his lips.
Soft, red, and beautiful shape. I wonder if he was thinking the same about mine. We both were silent, our eyes were talking along with the rhythm of our heartbeats together.
"Bella, you make me worried," he finally spoke, breaking the silence. "I don't want to lose you… I want to lock you, I want to keep you close to me…"
"Unfortunately I can't do that all because I like you being free. Like a young girl I met in the club, drinking by herself and carrying the aura of independence." His words were coming from his heart, enough to make me emotional and understand his feelings.
And before I could say anything, his lips landed on mine. I was surprised but said nothing. He crawled on the bed, and his right hand cupped the back of my head to bring my face close. I instinctively titled my head to the side to invite further closeness of his lips.
And soon our lips went as though it was an activity of ours. As the kiss grew, our hands began to include themselves.
His other hand held my waist and my hands wrapped around his broad back, I wanted all of him.
"Bella, I love you…" he groaned between our passionate kisses. "I love you so fucking much that you can't even imagine. I can't live without you, Bella."
"I love you too, my pookie."
"Pookie?" He repeated breaking the kiss. "Never mind, where was I? Yeah, Bella you must realize that exes never return with good intentions. You should never trust them."
"Okay, pookie," I teased him again and was given a scowled glance.
"I'm not a pookie, Bella. Stop messing with my personality," he literally scolded and kissed me again. This time he was forceful and aggressive, getting on top of me he began dry humping between my thighs.
"Unzip my hands and spread your legs," he demanded as his hand unbuttoned my shirt and unhooked my bra.
I obeyed him and slowly opened his zip only to be greeted by another member. He waited no second before lifting my skirt and sliding through my underwear, thrusting me over the thin fabric of my underwear.
It wasn't even entering fully, but damn fuck. 'Why do I feel so turned on? It feels like my clit is being rubbed, making me feel the perfect orgasm.'
"Ahh," I moaned in pleasure as I felt so turned on to keep my mouth shut. "Caspar, why are you teasing me? Put your damn thing inside of me and thrust me for real!"
"Oh, you need it that bad?" He groaned, nibbling on my nipples, leaving marks of teeth on my breasts. "Sadly you'll have to wait, I'm not giving it to you yet."
"No," I pleaded with my pitiful eyes, "how can you leave me in this situation? Xavier, stop playing with me."
"Gosh, you are so stubborn," he moaned at me as he bit my neck, causing me to moan bitterly. I have never understood why he bites me, leaving hickeys all over my neck and chest.
"To claim you as mine."
"What are you? A werewolf?" I sarcastically commented when I heard his silly reply. "You can't claim me because my heart already belongs to you. I can endure everything given by you, be it pain or pleasure."
"Oh Bella, you know how to drive me crazy."
That night we both indulged in intimacy, the longing for each other was crazy after all these months being apart. I don't remember how many rounds we went and I enjoyed every round, every position. And as the night faded away, Caspar left after receiving the last kiss from me.
***
9:00 am. Mansion of Black City judiciary.
The meeting hall in the mansion was full, all the mafia bosses in the world were present since their headquarters operated in Black City. I peeked through the upstairs, Caspar was also there with his underboss Erick and enforcer Alex.
Outside the mansion, the helicopters were patrolling the territory and soldiers of Hawkins were situated as security guards since the current judge was from Hawkins. All the bosses who arrived today have brought enough men with them, I couldn't imagine how my brother handled them all on his own.
"Bella, stop admiring your man and come here," I heard Olivier's voice and looked back.