Elena's Pov

ELENA'S POV;

Still in my robe, I sat down on the sofa, taking my phone from the counter. What would I do without something as tangible as my phone?

I dropped it before walking to my bed. Collapsing on it, I jumped up when I heard someone walk into my room. Antonio. I couldn't think of anybody else. He stalked towards me slowly. Like a prey to his predator. I moved back, grabbing a blanket before covering herself. His face gave nothing away. He paused, eyes moving down to the blanket, then to my eyes. He cocked a brow. Like saying 'is that supposed to be a barrier?'

"Don't come closer," I stated, ignoring his expression. A predator's smirk appeared on his lips. It was as though what she did had no effect on him, in fact, it was edging him on. From the bulge on his trousers, it was apparent my fear pleasured him.

"You don't know what you do to me when you run, princess." His voice was husky. And I surprisingly felt herself become...wet. Princess? That was definitely not the kind of name I was expecting from him. He walked to the other side of the bed and before I could move, he grabbed my shoulder. Then he leaned down before whispering. "Stop running."

His lips found the back of my hair, making me shudder. Then it went down to my neck. The tingle I felt the moment his lips touched my neck turned me on. I knew what he was doing. He was trying to get me to yield, and it was working. His cologne wafted into my nostrils and I nearly melted as he felt his finger traced my thighs.

He kept going in, till it touched my sex. I gasped because there my clit was already clenched from me being turned on, it ached. From my panty, he teased my clit, and I found myself wanting more, so I instinctively moved towards the direction of his hand. He continued to tease me. My bottom lip was in between my teeth and my eyes closed. I felt a pang in my chest, knowing he was pleasuring me, but out of my will.

He bent, kissing my collarbone as he opened my robe. I gasped, trying to cover myself...I really was in no mood for this... but he wasn't having it. The firmness of my breast and my pink nipple invited him. He wasted no time taking one into his mouth. I arched with pleasure, he sure knew how to make me feel good even when I didn't want it. Once he released me he blew on it making me gasp again. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same treatment.

I was getting wetter at the moment. This was what he wanted, for me to be wet enough to accept him. I wasn't ready for that, but the pleasure was too much. I let out a yelp when his finger entered my sex. He looked up at me, eyes connecting with me. I blushed out of embarrassment. He was seeing all the pleasure on my face even while I was trying to hide it.

His hand began to move and my mouth opened on their own accord. My moans strangled as he went faster. I bit my lips as I felt my cheeks get warmer. His eyes never left my face and I knew he was taking note of my pleasure-contorted face. A smirk appeared on his lips. He didn't stop while I began moaning out loud with my lips parted. Now his bulge grew. He felt like he couldn't take it anymore, though he endured.

I tried to close my legs, but he parted them wider. My breast wiggled a little as he fucked her with his fingers till I came undone. I moaned even louder when I came. And my breath came out heavy. My chest is rising and falling. It invited him because his eyes darkened the moment he noticed my titties go up and down as I tried to catch my breath. My chest gleamed with sweat. He couldn't deny, he wanted more.

He rose and walked out.

Confused, I stared at the door he just passed through, then swallowed to moisturize my dry throat. Why? Why was I feeling this way? He'd not asked for my permission, but I felt like I didn't need him to. In fact, the way he walked out just now. It was unlike him. He would have forced me, today he seemed less forceful. Unable to say what was going on, she laid back on the bed. I knew I had to be out of this room soon, so I could tend to things that probably concerned me.

After a while, I walked out to the living room to grab a cup of juice. My period was over four days ago. I noticed Leo and Antonio in the living room which was quite unusual because Antonio was always in his office. Seeing them here, seated on the couch while they watched me as I opened the refrigerator made me feel awkward. I could barely breathe. Why did they have their eyes on me? I was about to leave the kitchen when the telephone began to ring. I paused raising both brows as I contemplated between picking and not picking. When they both didn't complain, I took it and placed it on my ear without saying anything.

My heart raced the moment I heard the voice. I recognized it anywhere.

"Derek?" I asked and the two. seated men cocked their brows. Derek's smooth voice rang in my ears. Why did he want to meet me? I glanced at Antonio and Leo and their expressions were neutral. This was a good sign.

"Why do you suddenly want to see me? I asked, my voice laced with scepticism.

Leo's reply came "Ever since that ball, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind. I need to see you again, Elena. Please." Please? Derek said please? I glanced at Antonio. He would never say please if he was on his deathbed and needed to see me. I nearly rolled my eyes.

Antonio, usually the voice of reason, remained surprisingly calm. Leo, on the other hand, wasted no time in voicing his suspicions. "He's just attracted to you because he wants something from you. You're too innocent, too naive to understand what he could be planning. He wants to use you, Elena. But I have to say this is a good sign. The moment we've all been waiting for. His call."

Taking a deep breath, I replied to Derek, my voice steady but resolute. "I appreciate your interest, Derek, but I need more time to consider your offer. I'm not ready to make any decisions just yet."

Derek seemed taken aback by my response, his voice wavering slightly. "Elena..well it's fine when you're ready." I sighed in relief and cut the call.

"You did good. You're not going to his apartment just yet."

"Why not?" I asked.

"August,." Antonio mentioned. "She's back. Even if Derek is blind, Augusta is not. A femme fatale, she will always find a way to unveil your secret. She knows we're together. It's risky to just put you out there."

"Exactly, you have to take your time to learn how to maneuver your way through. She has years of experience, but it doesn't mean you can't learn."

Augusta was part of the reason I ran out of the ball. She had her eyes on me throughout and I knew she could kill me if she wanted to. She's fucking dangerous and I know it.

"Don't be too overwhelmed. You'll learn, in no time."