11.
Amelia's POV
"Sorry, Mel. But the Don's girlfriend isn't leaving any sooner. Why are you so angry?" Vesper smirked, placing her hand on my shoulder.
My grip tightened on the glass cup in my hand. My blood boiled and I was almost erupting like a volcano, in fact I had erupted. The only thing left was to blow off.
Bianca, that bitch! The moment I saw the guards bring in her suitcase and she following closely behind, I got vexed.
I got angrier when I saw her making her way to Alessandro's room.
I know she was here to make my life more miserable than ever. Alessandro would snub me now that she was here, wouldn't he?
Hah hell! I don't even know why I feel this way. Bianca was his girlfriend, so what do I expect.
I turned to look at Vesper, she had always been annoying but today I just wanted to chop off her head. Why does she read through my emotions? Was I so transparent?
I forced out a tight smile, turning to look at her. "Vesper." I called, my eyelashes fluttering, "Don't you think I'm going mad?"
Vesper nodded in support, "of course, you are. I can feel it— the tension, your skin is all red; I can see the madness, it's written all over you."
Good girl.
"Can you explain more?"
Vesper shook her head. "It's nothing but madness, girl. Mad-ness." She spelt out.
"What do you think is the solution, Vesper ?"
"We have to flee." She said, "to escape this place. Only if we do, then you wouldn't get angry seeing your perker man fucking other ladies."
"I... I'll miss his dick, Vesper ." I couldn't help but admit. "Right now, I'm even wet for him and it's worse, he doesn't allow me wear panties." I hissed, rubbing my forehead.
I just had to confess to her right now. Holding it all up in my chest was driving me nuts.
I have even tried seducing Alessandro to make him fuck me but just as I was about touching his cock— my big man and lollipop, Regina pushed me out of his room.
Anytime I remember the porn I watched with the guards some days ago, I would just picture Alessandro in my head. His cock ramming my pussy.
Oh how his thumb tickles my clit and get me wet. His fingers in me, letting me flow all out, my wetness spilling all over.
"You are so desperate about leaving here, Vesper ." I said, "the Don fucks you too, doesn't he?"
"I've told you before now. He doesn't." Vespershook her head, reminding me of her words.
"Noone fucks you here?" I was curious to know.
"Someone does." She rolled her eyes at me. ",and that's Gianni — the Don's right-hand man."
"Isn't it the Don who owns you, Vesper ?"
"He doesn't like me because I'm plus sized. All chubby and fat." Vesper pouted, "just look at you, Amelia. You are so hot and you're still in shape. Perfect curves, firm and well shaped ass." She cooed, her eyes roaming my body.
"So.. Alessandro loves me because of my body?"
"And your pussy, most especially your pussy." Vesperadded, laughing.
Good. Alessandro only wants my pussy. Why do I feel sad to know that?
What do I want from him too, was it only his six inched dick? My favourite lollipop?
I touched my heart which was beating loudly in my chest. Why do I feel like I wanted something else?
Something deep.
"Everybody wants the best life, Amelia." Vespersnapped me out of my thoughts. "You are still very young and beautiful. You deserve more than just that playboy of a Don. Let's escape, Amelia. Go somewhere far away from here."
I hesitated, unsure what to say. Vesper pulled me closer, whispering into my ear. "This is the right time to leave. I have a few people who owe me favors, they'd help."
"I...the Don will find out, Vesper ." I widened my brow at her.
Alessandro is a dangerous man. I can tell. He'll do nothing but end our lives if he got to know.
"The scheme would be a neat one, Amelia." Vesper assured me. "We strike on the Don's birthday in the next two days. I'd give you updates on the plan. I will leave now." She patted me on the shoulder as Gianni yelled her name.
"It's fucking time." Vesper mouthed as she left the kitchen.
I sighed, running my hands through my hair. I wouldn't want to continue living my life this way.
Letting a fucking playboy Don ram my hole for nothing. Being a sex slave for the rest of my life; no, I don't want that.
I darted my eyes around the living room when I saw the guards queue up in two rows.
What's happening? I asked noone in particular, letting my curiosity rule.
I kept on walking, looking back at the funny guards until I bumped into a hard chest.
Gasps filled the room as
everyone's eyes were on me.
Why do they look so stunned? It's just some man.
I paused, gasping as I lived backwards. This isn't some simple man, why was he so tall and scary?
He looks so much like Alessandro. The dark aura and fearful face that would make one pee in one's fucking pants.
Well, that would be if I had my pantie on.
"S….sorry, Mister. It was...I wasn't watching properly." I apologised. "Pardon me for this."
He rolled his eyes at me, eyeing me up and down.
What's up, scary man?
"Almighty gave you eyes to fucking see, didn't he?" He yelled, his voice ringing through the room almost splitting it into halves.
Calm down, man.
"You didn't hear me well, man. Did you?" I raised my brows at him.
The guards exchanged shocked glances before looking at me again. The man in front of me was not left out either.
"I just apologised, man. Oops, you don't accept apologies?" I cocked my brow at him. "It isn't my fault then. I have to leave now, take care." I smiled, giving him a pat on his shoulder.
Hardly had i taken a step when he grabbed my hair.
"Come back here, you loose mouth!" The man bickered. "Someone should get me my chess board!" He growled out in command and the guards got fumbling around the room like lambs being scared away by hyenas.
Wait, did I just hear him say 'chessboard'!
I clasped my palms together, looking at him, my gaze softened.
"We're playing chess?" I asked and he grabbed my hair tightly.
"Shut up and sit!" He screamed and I nodded quickly, sitting happily.
"If you lose this game then you have to accept any punishment I give you. You sure don't know who I am, do you?" The man chuckled, raising his sleeves.
I smirked, anticipating my victory. He doesn't know who I am either.
I have won ten awards for the best chess player award and he thinks he could mess with me?
Just watch me spank your ass, old man.
We played chess for only five minutes and I loved the look of things.
I moved my King to the side of the chess board with a rook, making it castle down.
My opponent moved two squares forward and I grinned evily as his King was under my attack.
"Checkmate!" I crossed my legs, laughing. "Game over!"
His face contorted up in rage as he stood up angrily, adjusting his tie.
"This can't be! Noone has ever won me. I have been playing chess for twenty years!" He shrilled.
"Sorry man." I chuckled, patting his shoulder as I shook my head gravely, feigning sympathy. "What punishment do I give you now?" I folded my arms, my gaze fixed on him.
He scoffed, rolling his eyes at me. "You.. vixen! Who the hell are you?"
"I'm just…." I paused thinking of a way to put my words. "I'm just your son's sex slave."
Noone needed to tell him he was Alessandro's father. The resemblance was very obvious.
A dark glint danced on the edge of my lips as an idea popped into my head.
"You're now at my mercy, old man and I only want a thing from you." I demanded. "I...want to leave this place and only you can command your son to set me free me, isn't it?"