ELEVEN

New lifestyle that I can never escape.

*winks and sips tea*

Two damn months.

Two damn months since I been here!

Some days can be better, but some days I want to be die. Like seriously. I want to die and never come back, well maybe haunt Vincenzo. But that's not the point.

But some days....I love.

Like, I seriously love.

I get to have cake...if Vincenzo doesn't know, and Edward sneakily gives it to me in my room.

After Edward shown me my room, that I'm for now on going to be sleeping in. I found out I was not in the same hall as Erika. That night, I roamed around the hall late at night and found out I was in the same hall as Edward and Ricardo, and I'm guessing the rest of Vincenzo men.

I made my way down the hall to where I found a set of stairs. I looked behind me and checked if someone heard me walk down, but thank god no one heard me. So I continued down, and found myself in another set of halls. I groaned slightly and started to walk down. I made some turns and found another set of stairs. So, I followed them down. At the end, there was a door, just waiting to be open.

I looked behind me once more, and slightly placed my hand on the knob. But before I twisted the knob, I placed my ear on the door, seeing if I can hear anyone. I didn't hear anything, so I thought it was going to be another set of halls, but boy was I wrong.

I made my way into main floor.

My eyes grew wide and I tried to turn back around but when I turned around, my face was met with a chest. I jumped and quickly took a step back. "What are you doing here love?" Ricardo said while he raised an eyebrow and stared down at me.

"I'm just trying to get out. Please." I took a step towards him and placed my hands on his chest and gave a slight push. "If you so kindly move, I would love to get out of this floor." But of course he didn't move. Of course he wasn't going to listen. He was Vincenzo men. They're all hardheaded.

He took a step in, making me take a step back, inside the floor. I tried to block out the slaps of the bodies going against each others and the women screams, but slowly they are starting to turn louder and louder.

"Ricardo, please. I really don't like this floor. I was just looking for the kitchen. I'm really hungry. I didn't mean-" the door closed behind him and my heart dropped slightly. He took another step closer and I took one back.

"Have you ever had sèx?" He said smiling. My mouth fell apart and I stared at him in shock.

"Excuse me?-"

"Have you ever had sè-"

"I heard you!" I said while my hands fisted the shirt I was just wearing from Edward. He raised and eyebrow and looked down at me. "So, have you?"

"Yes! I'm no virgin." I said while my voice held anger.

He smiled, "okay. Have you ever been fûcked?" He said while he crossed his arms over his chest and smirked down at me.

I gave a slight gasp, "how dare you-"

"Have you ever been fûcked?" He said while his face went blank.

"Isn't having sèx and being fûcked the same thing?!?" His eyebrows shot up and he barked out a laugh. I furrowed my eyebrows and tilt my head. "What?"

He looks down at me again while I watch his blue eyes hold amusement. "Love. They both are two completely different things."

"Not real-"

"Want me to show you how it is to be fûcked by a man." He said while his arm pulled me close, making my chest press against his. I gasp at what he said, but it sent a wave of heat down my body.

"What?" I said while I stared at him. He smiled and leaned down till our foreheads almost touched. "You heard me. You just want me to say it again. Do you want to be fûcked and remember it when you go to sleep and have another orgasm just dreaming about what happen."

I gasped at what he said, but my body responded to it. Oh why body do you have to respond to it. "I'm good." I said while I went to push him away. He tilt his head, but he held me closer to his body, where my arms had to go down, since they really couldn't push him away.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Ricardo."

"Are you really sure." He said again while he stared hard in my eyes. I was about to say, 'I'm sure' but his hand dipped down and cupped me from below.

I gasp and my hands fist his button up. My jaw clenched together, while I stared back at his blue eyes. He raised an eyebrow waiting for my answer, so I went back to saying,'I'm sure', but his thumb rubbed around my cûnt. I held back the moan, while my head fell on his chest.

His fingers pushed away my panties, and his fingers slipped against my heated core. I bit my lips and closed my eyes tight. My thighs clenched together and that's when he pulled away. I felt his breath next to my ear, "if you're sure that you don't want to be fûcked, then why are you dripping wet?" He hummed in my ear.

I was breathing heavily and said, "you're doing it." While I was out of breath. I heard him give a small chuckle. "Now, are you sure."

I laid my head against his chest for while, till he said, "let me show you what've been missing out. Let me show you being fûcked is way better than being loved." I went to respond again but his fingers went down and they rubbed me so good, I was on the urge of climaxing.

When my stomach clenched, my hips started to move around his hand while I panted. "Ricardo." I breath out. He started to rub faster and I threw my head back while I moaned as loud of these women in here. When I knew I was about go overboard, he stopped.

"No." I whimpered. I open my eyes and stared at his blue eyes, which held amusement. "Now. What's your answer."

"Fûck me."