Chapter 23

She smirks. “Relax. I’m a billionaire. Money is certainly not an issue.” She winks.

Thump. Thump. Thump. My chest was beating deafeningly loud.

She suddenly laughs loudly at my dumbfounded look. “I was just kidding, tesoro. Don’t worry. We’re safe.”

I didn’t expect to feel down about that. It’s like there’s a part of me that wanted her to be pregnant despite my panic earlier ago.

I shrugged the thought. I don’t think she wants a child with a simple man like me anyway.

“Come, tesoro. Thank you for the massage. I’m feeling better now.” She urged me to sit next to her, her appetite finally coming back.

“Do you want anything? I’ll go get it for you.”

“Coffee.” I nodded before going to the kitchen and prepared her preferred coffee.

“Why are you staring at me like that, tesoro?”

I shook my head knowing I was already staring at her. She was eating slowly while my mind was reeling with endless questions from last night.

“Sorry.”

“Ask away.” I looked at her with raised eyebrows. “I know you have many questions in that nerdy brain of yours.” She said. By now, she’s done with her breakfast. She had finished it only halfway and by the way she’s closing her eyes again, she’s still not feeling well. Hopefully, it’s not as bad as before.

“Are you okay?” Despite the many questions residing in my mind, it was the one that popped out of my mouth instead. I’m not used to seeing her like that. The concern I have for her was beyond me. She’s been good to me, yes, but I still managed to store in my mind what happened the first time we met. So I don’t understand why I’m feeling this way towards her.

She opens her eyes and looks at me. “A bit queasy but it’s passing. But I’m sure it’s not what you want to ask.”

I blushed. God. I need to learn to suppress this unnecessary reaction. I can’t seem to control myself whenever this woman is involved. And the playful smirk plastered on her face doesn’t even help.

“I’m curious.” I spoke hesitantly.

She nodded, urging me to continue.

“You said you don’t easily trust…” An ear splitting grin managed to show in her face.

“Ah. You're curious why I let myself be fucked by you.”

Her teasing grin and crude statement made me look away in embarrassment. I heard her rise from her seat and took slow steps towards me. I flinched when she dragged my chair backwards, gaining extra space from the table.

My heart was beating rapidly when she suddenly sat on my lap. Her arms went around my neck instantly.

“I guess I just know that you and your massive cock will satisfy me.” She whispered against my cheek.

I closed my eyes and clenched my fists trying to rein in the growing blush that covered my body. That and the twitch of my manhood. I heard her trying to contain her laughter. Sneaky gorgeous, hot as hell witch.

I feel so humiliated right now. I don’t want her to see me like this. I don’t want to open my eyes and see that she was mocking me.

However, against my better judgment, my eyes opened wide when I felt her lips on mine. I felt the sparks all over me when her tongue slid inside my mouth begging for my attention.

I forgot everything instantly; my focus only on her. My vacant hands went automatically on her waist and hip, pulling her body closer against mine, eliminating all spaces. Her side boob was pressed against my chest. Her softness made me hard instantly.

“I would sure love to be fucked against that table.” She spoke against my lips. I shudder at her confession. “But I’m not feeling quite good right now.” She sighed. She pressed her head against my cheek, closing her eyes.

With no second thoughts, I carried her back towards the bedroom. There was no reaction from her from my sudden gesture. However, the moment I placed her on the bed, my sight suddenly whirled around. The next second, I realized Cara was hovering over me with a mischievous smile on her face.

“I prefer doing it in bed for now.” She grinned.

---

My cheeks flushed when we finally stepped out of the room. There was a vague smirk on Franco’s face like he knew exactly what was happening inside and that just added up to my utter embarrassment.

It was sunset when Cara decided it was time for us to go. She mentioned having business to take care of. I have an inkling feeling of what it was actually about.

I was so busy worrying and lusting over her last night that I’ve totally forgotten about the man behind the scheme. No wonder I had a bad feeling about him but what made me wonder was how Cara had been so careless about it- why she had easily trusted the man that had offered her a drink?

I stole a glimpse of her as she was reading something from her tablet. Her leg was crossed over the other, her right hand was busy scrolling down the screen. We were sitting on the backseat of her SUV while Franco and Piero were in the front. Piero was always the one who was driving us while Franco was her right hand man, always a beck and call.

I suddenly noticed that we were going in a different direction and that only almost confirmed my thought of what Cara meant about business. Instead of asking her about it, I maintained my silence as I observed everything. We haven't known each other for that long but I already know how much she appreciated submission and silence when she wanted to, that is.

We arrived at some part of the city which was unfamiliar to me. I thought it’s going to be a typical abandoned warehouse but it was not. It was a storage building owned by a certain corporation and it was not abandoned, contrary to my thoughts.

I wondered for a moment if Cara was actually here for business- not until when we stepped inside the building’s main office.

There he was sitting on the chair with his hands tied behind his back and legs tied against the chair’s legs. It didn’t take a genius to know that they beat him up horribly. His face was a mess to the point that I was having doubt if he was the man who drugged Cara. It was full of bruises and blood and it was swelling like he was stung by bees.

I remembered when I was in his place. Cara rarely touched my face after the first night. She even warned her cousin not to touch it. Later I found out that it was because she had anticipated that I would not confess the truth and my face will be important to her next plan. My family will be suspicious if my face was a mess but not if she used other hidden parts of my body. Now I wonder what her plan was when his men literally destroyed his face.

I scanned the entire room for a short time and noticed it was an office dedicated to a boss.

My eyebrows raised in surprise when I managed to get what this all meant. She literally ridiculed this man by taking him captive in his own territory.

“Tsk tsk tsk. Terzo. What did I tell you? Do not do anything overboard." She almost sounded disappointed- not until you see the evil smirk on her face.

Chills ran down my spine as I knew what that meant. I was once the receiving end of that and though recently, she's been nothing but good to me, I don't think this man will have the same outcome.

I was forced to steal from her while this guy intentionally drugged her for god knows why. I have a feeling he wanted to have his way with her. Unfortunately for him, he messed with the wrong woman.

He shrugs while fixing his suit. "I apologize. I was overconfident that I could hold back.”

“I just have to make do with the rest of the body then.”

His swollen eyes bulged in fear.