16.
Amelia's POV
Oh fudge! It was all a dream. I would have been dead by now if Alessandro had found out my escape plan with Vesper.
I sat up, holding my chest as my heart raced loudly than I could ever imagine.
"AHH!" I screamed when the door flung opened, revealing Alessandro who walked in, a frown plastered to his face.
Did he really find out? Is that dream real?
"Master." I muttered, almost crying as he approached me.
Oh good Lord, I'm doomed.
"What's wrong with you, Amelia?" He asked, his voice raspy. I trembled under his watch, feeling the dark aura that loomed around him.
"I…..I swear, master. It's not what you think." I cried, clasping my palms together.
He held my jaw, grabbing my breast. I moaned as he rubbed my nipples with my clothes on.
"Tell me, amoretto." He leaned in and kissed my lips. I ran crazy as I inhaled his scent. His strawberry cologne was making a mess with my nostrils.
My senses were clouded by the urge to get touched, teased and fucked and I couldn't believe what was wrong with me right now.
"Master, I wasn't trying to run away from you." I said because I thought he had found out about my plan already.
Alessandro kissed my neck, leaving hickeys on it. I couldn't stop moaning as he moved his hand to zip down my dress.
As his hand brushed against my skin, it was like I was being touched with ice. Goosebumps spread all over my body as I clasped my thighs together, preventing him from touching my pussy.
"You're not running away you say?" He raised his brows at me and I whimpered as his fingernails digged into my skin, his grip on my thigh.
"I swear…." I muttered, sniffing.
His jaw clenched and before he could reach to grab my neck, I burst I more tears, begging him with my eyes.
"Please... don't hurt me." My voice came out small yet it held sympathy but Alessandro wouldn't fall for it.
"Tell me why you've been avoiding me and now you don't allow me touch you!" Alessandro murmured into my ear, his green eyes glimmering with intensity and impatience.
This is a huge turnaround. I thought he was angry because he found out my plan but he is only annoyed because I don't allow him fuck me?
"M...aster." I mumbled, locking my gaze with his. He held my chin, his eyes wandering down my lips. He nibbled on them before I could speak another word as he did that, he kept pinching my tits, his other hand slipping into my dress.
Alessandro was almost slipping my pantie aside when I opened my eyes, waking myself up from the slumber this intoxicating kiss had caused me. It's overwhelming, I can bet.
Alessandro's kiss always leave me senseless and it's the same now. I am only struggling to stop him even though I knew perfectly well that I craved for him; for his dick.
That six inched cock that he makes to fit my pussy perfectly even though my hole is small and can't take him.
"You're doing it again, amoretto. What's wrong? Why are you stopping me, I want to finger you right now can't you feel my bulge? I want to fuck you." His rumbling voice reached my ears and his commanding tone couldn't stop me from shaking, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Alessandro..I mean master." I quickly corrected myself. "I'm...we can't do this now, please." I sobbed, my eyes meeting his cold ones. I tried to avert my gaze but my eyes seemed to be glued and I can't stop drooling at Alessandro's handsomeness.
He was dangerously good-looking and his charming figure got my self defense sinking in.
He claimed my lips once more but this time, he was rough and he kissed me hungrily, never leaving a chance for me to catch my breath.
I was getting worked up but I wanted more; more than this hot kiss, I want his dick in me. Deep in me.
Will I ever be able to leave Alessandro?
Before I could think of stopping him, he reached to tear off my pantie but I quickly stood up, pushing him away.
My chest heaved. I was angry. Why does he never listen to me?
"Amelia!" He barked, standing up and grabbing my throat. "What how's come over you?"
I shoved his hand away, tears rolling down my eyes. "You don't ever listen to me, Alessandro. I know I mean nothing to you but I deserve more than this." I sobbed.
A smirk spread across his face as he pinned me between his hands, my back resting on the way.
He kept staring at my lips and I felt drawn to him. With his hard glare, it was as if he was challenging me to resist him.
But I wouldn't give in this time. I can't keep on being treated lowly.
"Is this a joke to you, Amelia?" Alessandro's thumb traced my jaw, "this seems like a joke to you, isn't it? What happens now that I'm hard and you keep your pussy out of my reach. Are you daring me to get you?"
"Alessandro.." I called.
His claws tightened around my neck, lifting me up the floor. "You're disobedient, Amelia still you play hard to get? What's this supposed to mean?"
He wouldn't allow me speak. He kept choking on my throat. I whimpered in pain, begging him with my eyes but it seems like I was getting him more angry as he tightened his grasp every second.
I'm suffocating, my knees like rubber.
After what seemed like eternity, he released me and I fell to the floor, coughing loudly as I tried to catch my breath.
"You're a monster, Alessandro." I said, my voice filled with bitterness as I looked up into his eyes that held nothing but ruthlessness.
"Do you have a death wish?" Alessandro bent to my level, taking a hold of my hair as he almost ripped off my skull.
I let my tears flow down freely. My body becomes weak and I couldn't hold the pain anymore. Slowly, my eyesight dimmed and I gave in to darkness.