Claimed By The Don

Ava p. o. v

The car ride back to the villa was painfully silence as the air hang with tension and anticipation, it is suffocating and scary at the same time.

Dario’s phone rang.

“Yes we’re close, we be there in a minute or so.” Dario spoke in the phone and listen to whoever called him, I’m guessing it’s Vince because of how tensed he is.

Why is Vince so angry anyway! Yes, I was wrong, not just wrong but also foolish for not telling him I was going out. I should have realized that I wasn’t that single girl I used to be, now I’m married and I’m supposed to tell my husband my whereabouts but Vince is just building a mountain out of a mole hill.

“No, they were alone. Yes I’m sure.” Dario again snapping me out of my thoughts.

I dread facing Vince right now, and running away from my problems is not an option.

I suck in deep breath as we pulled up in front of the villa, I exhaled sharply before opening the door and stepping out of the car. I followed behind Tricia and Dario inside the house, closing the door behind me I stop dead in my track.

Vince, who has been on his phone speaking harshly to the person on the phone, lock gaze with me and immediately hang up without acknowledging the person he was speaking to.

I stalk towards me, his steps heavy and slow, his body is stiff and his fist are balled tightly I fear his skin would break. His face remain blank as a blank sheet of paper, you couldn’t tell what he’s feeling. The storm within his eyes were the only thing that gave him away, aside from his stiffly form.

He is so pissed, I could feel the rage boiling inside of him.

Now I fear for my life, would he hit me? A scene where Vince hits me with his strong hands and I went flying into the wall flash through my mind, causing me to shudder in terror.

No, he wouldn’t do that. He didn’t strike me as a wife beater type of person. Not that I’m going to let my guard down to be taken off guard.

My gaze swept around the living room in hope to find Tricia or Dario, so they would help me out but I came out empty handed. I’m all alone in this, what I’m supposed to say now.

He stop before me looming over me, his eyes were glaring making me feel guilty like I’ve done something wrong. His harsh breath fan my forehead as he stare down at me. I close my eyes bracing myself for what would happen, but open my eyes when I didn’t hear or feel any impact of slap.

We began a stared down contest, and as expected I was the first to look away. I couldn’t even look him in the eye for long, what is wrong with me.

“Hand me your phone.” He demanded, I must have forgotten how husky his voice sounds, it always seems to make my insides giddy. Then I processed what he just said, my eyes widen and a quiet gasp left my lips.

The last time he ask for my phone, he smashed it and now he wants to do the same with this one? Like hell I’ll let that happen for the second time.

The memory of that day flash through my eyes, I shudder at the thought of this one getting smashed as well.

I shook my head repeatedly, I just can’t give him. This phone is way too expensive to be wasted like that. Vince narrowed his eyes at me and stretch his hand out for me to place the phone on.

“No.” My voice shook as I spoke but I stood my ground. He flick the bridge of his nose looking all the more pissed.

“Hand it over Cara.” He growled irritated, I flinch back.

“You’re gonna smash it.” My tone was pleading but I didn’t care, I am desperate.

He took a step forward closing the little space left between us, sand wiching me between him and the door.

“Fine.” He muttered in a strain voice, his mint breath fanned my face. He pulled on my waist sending me flying into him,  a startled gasp escape my lips, my palms rest against his bulging muscle chest that somehow calm down from it raging breathing.

Unexpected, I gasped when he run his nose along my neck then placed an open mouth kiss on it. He sucks on my neck sending waves of uncontrollable Sparks through me.

He pulled my wrist above my head. He look up at me with hooded eyes, His lips pull up in what seem to resemble a smirk before doing what I have been craving for; He leaned down and kissed me.

I instantly felt my body go numb and I willingly kiss him back . It was the most thrilling sensation, He forcefully shoved his tongue into my mouth dominating me instantly. He groan and release my wrist, but I didn’t move them.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

He trailed his hands down my sides possessively before stopping at my waist.

His kiss is making me light-headed.

He bite on my bottom lip before pulling away, left me breathing heavily. I was extremely groggy as I slowly floated back to awareness.

“Where the fuck have you been.” The coldness of his tone was a slap to my face waking me from whatever daze I was in, I gaped at him in shock.

How could someone change from been lovely to cold.

Vince has somehow managed to slipped back into his usual cold self, I frown at him.

“Tricia and I went sightseeing.” I whine from the harsh glare he threw at me.

“And you didn’t see it fit to tell me about it?” I chew on my lips in nervousness, I really should have told him.

But come on! I groan inwardly, I’ve learnt my lesson, why dragging this issue.

I have the urge to roll my eyes, but resisted doing so.

“Don’t.” He grunt, his eyes getting darker than usual. I stare at him confused. “Stop it.” His eyes settle on my lips, I instantly released my lip realizing what he meant.

My face redden at the intense stare, he is staring at me with desire swirling in his eyes. He didn’t even bother to hide it, instead he made it obvious of how much he wanted me. It made me feel wanted in every way possible not just sexually.

I let out a startled squeak as Vince fling me unto his shoulder, so I’m upside down. My hair blocks my vision so I couldn’t see anything except Vince back.

“What are you doing.” He respond with a slap on my back side, I gasped at the feel it sent through me. What the hell! How can just a simple slap on my butt send such sexual sensation crashing in my body.

Before I could comprehend what’s happening, Vince has opened the door to our bedroom. He gently drop me on my feet, then slamming me against the wall beside the door.

“You’ve been a bad girl to today, how about some punishment. Yes?” He breath breathlessly.

He brushed his lips back and forth across my neck, smirking against my skin. I gulp in anticipation, excited yet nervous.

He pulled back again, his hands in my hair joining the other to bunch my dress. He captured my gaze as he slowly lifted my top, seeking for my permission with his eyes. He pulled my top and went ahead pulled my jeans in one Swift moment and tossed it on the ground, leaving me in my plain black bra and panties.

He held my arms when I tried covering myself.

“So beautiful.” His eyes were hooded and I noticed his Adam’s apple Bob repeatedly. He held my waist tightly as if I would run if he release his fierce, possessive grip.

“Vinc….” I couldn’t finish whatever rubbish I have to say as his eyes trapped me in a smoldering gaze, I couldn’t look away even if I tried to.

He dived in and attached my lips with his, His hands moved upwards till they were cupping my breasts. And slowly fondling them, he teased my nipples. I grinded on him without thinking, clenching my hands tight into a fist.

This feeling is too much for me to handle.

I released a soft moan; which would have been louder if I hadn’t muffled it. He let out a strain groan so manly that the effect shook my core.

I wriggled against him as I  felt his hand on my inner thigh, Reaching down. I grabbed it so as to take it off my leg but Vince let out another groan.

“Cara, don’t.” He growled.

I stilled instantly, not from what Vince is doing but from the knock that sounded from the door. Vince bluntly refuse to acknowledge the person and Carry on.

“Someone’s at the door.” It came out slurry as I tried suppressing a moan, Vince still refuse to listen, too occupied with teasing me.

“WHAT!!” Vince growled angrily as the knock came again.

“Uh… I…. Want to let Ava know I’m leaving.” it’s was Tricia, I cringe at the tone Vince used on her, blaming myself for making her be at the receiving end of Vince anger.

“Leave.” Vince seethe before I could say anything, I hear her leave hurriedly. I glare at him but he ignored my glare and pulled me with him to the bed.

“So where do we left off” He smirked.