Chapter 9: Desire

"Aaaaahha," she screamed.

"Quite," he exclaimed. She was in tears by this point.

"What are you doing here? Are you trying to get away from me, huh!" he exclaimed as she remained silent.

"Tell me now!" he screamed, flinching at every word.

"Answer me, honey." He was holding her hands so tightly she was sure she'd get bruises, and her head hurts so much she can't think about anything else.

"Leave my hair S-Santi, it hurts a lot," she tried to sound brave and order him, but it came out more like a request and in hushed tones.

He let go of her hair, but not her hand, and reduced the amount of pressure he was applying. She felt like a mouse in the presence of this colossal lion.

His eyes were still filled with rage, and she couldn't look at them because they were too domineering and frightening to look at.

"Arianna?" Santina inquires. "What are you doing here? Did you find the restroom?"

Santina saved me while Santi calmed down. Santi grabbed Arianna's arm and said, "I know what you're planning Honey, don't do that again, I won't control myself from ruining you and your stepbrother! So better behave yourself, am I clear!?"

She wanted to yell at him as well, knowing that it would only make him angrier.

"Y-yes, I'm sorry, I'm just looking for the restroom; I didn't mean to be here," she said, biting her lower lip. "Really?" He murmured as he raised his brows at her, his eyes defying her and looking as if he was about to kill her.

Arianna began to cry while still looking into his eyes. His eyes suddenly softened. And he approached her. She flinched and closed her eyes, fearful that he was about to hurt her. He pressed his hand against her cheek and told her to open her eyes. She did, and she saw love, care, and adoration in his eyes.

"Please don't hurt me," she begged silently for a while, and then he spoke up.

"Let's go to my office," he said, "I don't want to be angry again."

"O-okay," she replied nervously, looking at Santina, trying to signal that she needed help, but Santina only shrugged her shoulder.

"Are you not coming with me?" Santi inquired.

"No, I-I'm coming with you," she shuddered as she silently followed him.

The rest of the day was spent watching movies in his office as she was so taken aback by his new behavior toward her.

"Are you that afraid of me? You're sitting too far away from me," Santi asked as their gazes met.

"No, it's just that I feel more comfortable if I set here," she said nervously, looking away.

"Sit closer to me, Arianna," he said, his voice raspy. She then looked at him; he had beautiful eyes that could make any girl fall madly in love with him. The Devil sitting beside him now resembles a Greek God. She came to a halt and inquired as to what was wrong.

"What's wrong seriously, baby girl?! I love being close to you, and your smell is so addicting," he exclaimed.

"But, as I've already stated, I'm more comfortable if I'm a few inches away from you," she politely explained.

"Okay, never mind," he said, "but change your clothes first."

"Why?" she inquired, perplexed.

"Don't you dare act stupid, baby girl, who gave you the right to train to look like a f*cking whore in these clothes?" he said. "How dare you, and who gave you the right to tell me what to wear, are you my father?" she scoffed as she rolled her eyes at him.

"Listen baby and listen well," he said in her ear, "if you wear these types of revealing clothes again during training, I will take you to my room, strip you naked, and tie you naked on my bed until you don't remember what clothes even mean. So the next time I see you in these types of clothes, I'm going to ruin it and pound you with my d*ck," he whispered as Arianna when felt a hand trail up her thigh, she then tried to push him away from her.

"Stop scaring me, because I'm not scared of you," she bravely exclaimed.

Santi laughed, but his shirt was unbuttoned and his tie was wrapped around his other hand.

"Don't give me that attitude, Arianna; I'm always in the match, decapitating and killing some more, but this time I started thinking about you." Santi stood up and removed his suit, which he placed on the chair, before removing his shirt.

"I thought about how I would f*ck you, how you would sound while I f*ck you," he says as he pulls some rope from his pocket.

"I'd say I'm enthralled," he admitted.

She gulped as she heard that sentence. He takes a piece of ice and shoves it into his mouth. When he lowered his mouth to her, her entire body froze. He pushed her down on the bed and placed his lips on her softly as he transferred the ice into her mouth. He grabs both of her wrists and ties them to her bed frame with the rope.

"You shouldn't, Santi," she said quietly.

"I've never wanted to f*ck anyone as bad as I want to f*ck you," he says as she gulps again.

He tries to grab another ice chunk and climbs on top of her. Her heart was racing against her chest, but it wasn't the only thing that was racing.

She felt his hands gradually lift her shirt.

Her nipples became hard due to the cold air he was blowing on them as her bare chest was exposed up to her eyes. As his big hand squeezed onto them, she could feel his heavy lips kiss her nipple. He kissed her all the way down her chest to her stomach, where he dropped the ice.

She tried to move her hands but they were tightly bound.

"Has anyone kissed you here?" he asks softly as he kisses beneath her.

stomach button

She shook her head, saying she couldn't.

outright words right now

"Or here?" he asked, kissing her inner thigh before moving over to kiss her other thigh.

"How about right here?"

Her hips pushed up from the bed as his lips touched her clit. He held them down with his hands as he began to suck, and she couldn't help but wrap her leg around his head. His hand moved up her chest to her breast, where he grabbed it and squeezed.

He held it firmly in his palm. He licks her up and down before digging deeper, her hands again pressed against the rope.

With his tongue, he made soft circles.

Her body shot up before she bit her clit before biting her clit.

He was almost ready to make his move, but

He quickly restrains her.

"Don't stop," she screamed as her stomach began turning like crazy.