Chapter 28 Àlvaro's Pov.
"He's taken the bait." Anthonio says through the phone.
I smiled to myself. "That's great news. I always knew Sergei was naive when it came to you."
Sergei won't be here for much longer. Not when we are going to tear him from the inside out and demolish every inch of his empire without remorse.
"I've already got my men ready for when we want to pounce."
I hummed and ran my fingers along the edge of my desk. "Not yet. We need him to trust you even more before we invade. This will give us a chance to get more information from him, gives us an advantage."
"Of course." Anthonio said. "My club is almost ready and we can meet there without being followed or suspected."
Anthonio has just invested in his first luxury club. He's always being a man of taste and I was glad to welcome him into the league of club owners.
"When will the launch be?" I asked.
"The Saturday after next."
"I'll be there."
Anthonio inhaled slowly. "It's good to be back in business with you, Àlvaro."
I smiled to myself. "Likewise man. Likewise."
"As for the launch, I was thinking about—"
Just then, the door to my home office swings open aggressively, puncturing the opposite wall. Camilla emerges, her hair swept up in a rough ponytail.
Despite the fact that she looked stupidly adorable, the expression on her face is not. It was like she could somehow set the world on fire with the blaze that burning in her eyes. Anthonio was still talking in my ear, oblivious of what was going on but I was no longer listening.
"I'm on a call." I said through gritted teeth.
Camilla scoffed and walked towards me with heavy breaths. "You better do something about your so called right hand man because I'm already a murderer and killing someone else won't be a problem for me."
Anthonio paused on the phone and I huffed out a breath. "I'll call you back later, Anthonio. I've got something I need to......take care of."
Her nostrils flared at my bored tone. Anthonio chuckled and cuts off the phone before I got a chance to. I lowered my phone and grumbled something under my breath. "I've got some serious shit to deal with, Camilla."
"Then you better add Santiago to whatever that is because the next time I get my hand on a gun, it'll be to pop his head off!"
I pressed a hand to my face, exhaling a long sigh. "I don't have time for your nonsense little girl tantrums Camilla. You accepted the drink Santiago gave you. He didn't force it down your throat. Grow the hell up! I have more important things to worry about Goddammit!" I barked.
Camilla stalked towards me. If I thought her expression was mad before, she looked beyond furious now she might as well be the devil. "You're a fucking asshole, Àlvaro."
I snarled at her words. "I see you've gone back to running your mouth with that stinking attitude I warned you about."
"That's because you don't scare me one fucking bit."
I stepped closer and grabbed her throat with my hand. Her breathing hitches. "Keep talking, chica. Let's see where that gets you."
Camilla flicked her eyes between mine but she still didn't back down. What kind of stubborn prick did I saddle myself up with?
Suddenly, her breathing increases as does mine. Everything thumps and the room felt like it was becoming smaller and harder to breathe.
A very strange sensation for me.
"What are you going to do? Kill me?" She spat after a few moment. "Pathetic."
My fist wrapped around her ponytail and I yanked, as hard as I could until she yelped. "I think we both know what exactly it is you want and that's my dick in your pussy. But don't come crying to me when you're in pain." I lowered my head and dragged my nose along the edge of her jaw, close enough to hear her breathing hitch.
She narrowed her eyes. "Pain? Doubt I'll be able to tell if that little sausage of a dick touches the sides."
She really does know how to run her mouth, I'll give her that.
"Don't test me."
I dropped the hand that was around her throat and slide my fingers down her torso, dipping them into the hem of the black leggings she wore. Camilla glared at me but I could already tell from her increased breathing that she was anticipating this.
"Is this pussy going to be soaked like the last times?" I grumble under a harsh breath.
"No."
I snort to myself loudly as I slipped past her underwear and brushed my index finger down her slit. She closed her eyes briefly but I was already smirking. She was already soaking wet.
"Fuck chica. Why are you so fucking wet for me all the time? Is it because you want me to fuck you until you forget your own name or you just get turned on when you talk to me with that foul mouth of yours?"
"Neither." She said as she snapped her eyes back open.
With the hand that's still firmly around her ponytail, I pushed her backwards and bent her over one of the black leather chairs in my office. Pulling down her leggings with the other, I wasted no time in printing my handprint across her flesh.
Camilla gasped at the connection, her back arching into perfect submission. I could hear her heavy breathing from here and when she doesn't respond, my eyes flared. I slapped her ass again, twice as hard this time around.
"Fuck." She groaned.
"Answer my goddamn question."
Camilla’s throat clenched loudly and she sucks in a low breath. "I like testing you." Her voice began to wobble.
The corners of my lips began to curl. "And that's why you need to be dealt with." I grumbled before yanking down her panties to her knees, bunched up with her leggings. "Let me give you what you keep begging for."
I unbuckled my trousers with one hand, pushing down her waist with the other. The curve of her spine and her juicy ass made my cock twitch as I freed it from my pants. I slipped my fingers down her soaked clit again.
She stifled a moan but I still heard it. She just couldn't help herself. I fisted my cock with one hand and used the other to part her knees, spreading her as wide as possible. She was squirming and I was determined to enjoy every last second of this. I was too angry and too mind numbingly horny that I didn't even care about the fact that she was a virgin.
I pressed the tip of my cock against her dripping entrance and with one swift movement, I pushed inside her. There was instant resistance because of the tightness of her pussy. Fuck! I've never been with a virgin before. She was so unbelievably tight, I felt like I was gonna cum right there and then. Camilla cried out and pressed her hand to the chair, trying to put some type of force between us but I smirked to myself.
She wanted to be fucked? Then that's what she was going to fucking get!