THIRTY

Kamilla Lopez

Nick takes me back to the hall, there he made me sit in a chair at an empty table and sat next to me, I try to get up, but he stopped me. I looked to where Ethan was sitting, he seemed to be distracted without realizing that he had returned, in an instant he wanders his eyes around the room, they cross with mine and I see him narrow his eyebrow, probably wondering why I was here.

— I shouldn't be looking forward to being with him, but with mine.

— For someone who was sitting next to a blonde....

— She's not my date, you are.

— But I had it a few minutes ago.

— The same as you're accompanied by another.

— But you let her kiss your cheek.

— The same as you.

— But....

— Against facts there are no arguments.

I rolled my eyes and ignored him, at that moment a presentation by the pianist began, I looked to the side and found myself in his eyes.

— We've only been dating for a day, and we've already had our first fight, it won't work.

— Take off your panties.

— Did you hear what I said?

— Take off your Kamilla panties.

— But here?

— No one will be able to see, we're far from the other tables, and your dress is long, after all.

— Nick....

— Go on, little dove, do as I told you.

I looked around nervously, observing most of the people who were paying attention to the pianist's presentation, others, too busy talking. Afraid and afraid that someone would see, I took my hands to my waist and started to go down the underwear, I pulled it down carefully without making sudden movements, in the end I passed the piece through the heel I gave her the panties. Nick squeezed the piece between his fingers and tucked it inside his jacket.

— Lean your back against the chair and open your legs.

— Nick, you're a pervert.

— I know.

— Someone might see us.

— I've said it and I'll say it again, no one will see anything.

— Are you really going to do these things here?

— I said we'd play, my green eyes, now do as I say.

Exhaling the air from my lungs, I did what he told me to do, I spread my legs with my back against the chair. Nick is a perverted bastard who is corrupting me little by little, he is addicting me to an adrenaline charged with excitement that I am not used to. Like a true scoundrel, he moved his chair closer to mine and lifted my dress a little. His thick fingers found my pussy, they began circling my clit until he saw me gasp and lubricate.

— Nick....

— It's not for fun now.

— It's hard when your finger is pleasuring me.

— Leave him to come at home, specifically in my bed.

I grab his arm, trying to stop him from continuing to masturbate, but his fingers glide gently across my wet flesh, making me bite my lip and hold back a moan.

— Are you feeling it?

— I am, don't stop....

— This pussy is mine, Kamilla.

— And yours....

— The worm that was tracking wants what belongs.

— Ethan?

— Mention his name again, my angel, then we're in trouble.

— Nick, please....

— Don't come, my beautiful.

He withdrew his fingers from me and lowered my dress, with a clear mind a waiter approached us with a tray and deposited two glasses of champagne on the table. Nick took the two glasses and handed me one, I drank all the liquid and deposited it back on the table. I looked at Nick, he had a scolding look on his face.

— Miss Lopez?

I hear Ethan's voice next to me, I turn my face to face him, I see him standing in front of me with a beautiful smile on his lips, I looked at Nick again, he was sipping his glass with an air of arrogance and mockery.

— Hello, Mr Hunt.

— I thought you'd come back to our table.

— Well.... .it's just....

— She's with me, Ethan.

— But it wasn't minutes ago. — he counters.

Nick looked at Ethan with a certain dangerous desire to hurt him, he smiles at him Machiavellian and grabs my hand, lifting the finger where it contained the ring of our commitment.

— This woman here is mine, she came with me, and she's going to stay with me.

I feel my cheeks heat up sharply at the way Nick tries to let him know I won't leave his side. I look over at Ethan, see him with a worried look in my direction.

— Would you like to keep it?

— Yes.

— Are you sure?

— I have.

— Okay, angel.

— Angel?

Ethan stares at Nick with a serious expression and ignores his questioning for calling me an angel, he bends down to where I'm sitting and kisses my cheek. With that attitude Nick in an act of fury got up from the chair ready to attack Ethan, what was left for him to do was get up from the floor, Nick grabbed his neck and took him off the floor with just his right hand. His attitude caught the attention of everyone who was nearby, quickly photographers who were there began to photograph the unexpected scene.

— Do you want to lose your mind, Hunt?

— Let me go....

— I can solve this in seconds, just touch what belongs to me again!

I get up from the tense chair, approach Nick and grab his arm calling his name so that he faces me, nothing, he doesn't take his eyes off Ethan.

— Let him go, Nick!

My eyes were already teary, and my lips were trembling, he averted his eyes and stared at me, his expression softened and looked at me tenderly. Ethan was losing consciousness that he wasn't breathing, stopped by Nick's grip on his hand. Suddenly, Nick let go of him and left him lying on the floor. I try to help him, but Nick grabs my arm and pulls me out of the casino.

— Do not wait!

— Let's go!

Nick takes me to an elevator and presses the button for the basement, when the doors open he takes me towards the limo that has already been waiting for us. He opens the door and throws me into the vehicle like a sack of potatoes, then he gets in and closes the door, his voice echoing inside the car ordering the driver to drive back to his property.

— Why did you do that?

— Shut up!

— You nearly killed him!

Nick grabbed my wrist and pulled me against his body, I try to pull away, to get away from his touches, but he immobilizes me easily.

— He touched you, I warned him, and he wouldn't listen.

— You hurt that man.

— He touched what belongs to me.

— I'm not yours, I own myself!

— How stubborn you are, woman....

Nick takes my lips urgently taking me by surprise, I try to push him away, but it's no use, he was stronger than me, each useless attempt he squeezed me tighter and tighter.

— I'll spank you as soon as we get there.

— No....

— Oh, yes, dove, you're going to learn how to be Nick Ross' wife.