Kitten | 18+ {finished}

Nineteen

Ava

I was so confused, was James torturing a man in his own house? Why was he doing this? Who are the other men? My many thoughts made me even more confused. I looked back at the man who was bound in the chair. He looked extremely beaten up, and the blood running from his hand with a knife in it forced me to look away. I slowly looked at James and the three other men standing behind him, staring at me as well. One of them I recognized, Alesso. Was he also in on this?

"Kitten, come, please." His voice was soft, and I could not connect the man in front of me to do such horrible things, which is probably why I obliged. I should at least let him explain, I mean maybe this was all a misunderstanding...somehow.

I nodded and walked past him, he was quick to put his hand on my lower back. I should want to push it away, after what I just saw, but his touch was comforting...When we came to the kitchen I noticed that the others had probably stayed back, as it was only the two of us. I stood in front of him, he took a seat on a chair by the kitchen island and pulled me closer. I tried to wriggle out, but I had no chance, he was too strong.

I was standing between his legs and his hands were on my waist, his thumbs rubbing my skin. I didn't look at him, but only held my gaze down. His eyes always were a weak spot for me, and I needed to think straight to understand what he had to say. But my plan soon faded away.

"Bella, look at me please."

(Beautiful,)

The unfamiliar word caught my attention and obeyed his wish. He smiled when I met his eyes and his hand lifted to graze my cheek. I sighed, how could a man like this make me feel so safe?

"What I'm going to say will probably surprise you, but I need you to know that I'm not a bad man, okay?"

There was something in his voice that I had never heard, he sounded...nervous. Not the assertive tone he usually had. My brows furrowed slightly, but I nodded.

"Me and my family are part of the Italian cartel, and after my father died I became the boss, the Don. My brother is the underboss, right below me. What we do is mainly drug business, not human trafficking, not murdering innocent people. It's only about money. It's very complicated but that's all you need to know."

I was stunned. He was a Don? I had heard on the news and in school about mafias and criminal gangs but never thought that I would someday be tangled in it. My mouth was slightly ajar and I was still processing his words. Why would he be with me? A don would never choose to be with an ordinary girl like me, I had to be only a whore for him, or he wanted something from me.

"Why didn't you tell me?" The sentence came out almost as a whisper. I suddenly felt nervous being so close to him. He was even more powerful and dangerous than I thought.

His hand still caressed my cheek.

"I'm sorry, I should have. But I didn't think it would be needed." He dropped his hand to my waist again. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Why?"

He studied my face. It took a while for him to answer.

"To be honest, I wasn't planning on coming to care for you."

I knew what we had had practically just been about sex, so I couldn't really be mad at him, but I couldn't help to feel hurt.

"And now?" I muttered.

His hands moved to my hips, still stroking the fabric of my dress with his thumbs.

"And now all I care about is you."

"How do I know that you're telling the truth?"

He smiled softly.

"With time, let me show you what you mean to me."

I smiled back. I didn't know if he truly did care, or feel something, but the way he looked at me made me feel like I was the most important thing in the world.

I was still progressing the Don information, it was hard to swallow, but I hadn't seen him in so long that I had started to miss his touch. I leaned forward and hovered just above his lips. His eyes was glistening with lust. I decided to tease him and went back, only to feel him grab my throat and force me into a kiss. The gesture gave me a spark inside my stomach, I had missed that.

Two hours later the men, that I had learned was Matt and Benjamin, had left along with Alesso. I felt uncomfortable having someone locked in the basement, and James had noticed so he made Alesso take him to his place instead.
It felt weird, all this cartel stuff. I knew I should have left, and not get tangled into it. But I couldn't, James meant too much.

Right now we were sitting in the kitchen, James wanted to take me out for dinner, but I convinced him that we could just order take out.

He didn't let me sit anywhere other than his lap, so here I was. I was trying to make myself comfortable, but stopped when I heard him grunt behind me. I felt him get hard the more I moved and I smirked internally. I decided to tease him some more and finally he took a hold of my waist to keep me still.

"I swear to god, Ava."

I looked at him over my shoulder with raised eyebrows.

"What?" I said in an innocent tone.

He scoffed.

"Keep acting like a brat then, see where it takes you." His dark voice gave me goosebumps, and I took the chance to keep teasing him. I moved my ass slowly in a circular motion and he inhaled sharply. I could feel how hard he was under me.

A dark animalistic growl erupted from his chest and in one quick motion he stood up.

"If you're going to act like a little slut than that's exactly how I'm going to treat you." He breathed in my ear. His face then lifted and he looked into my eyes, his eyes dark.

"Kneel."

That single word made a wet spot form in my underwear.
I obeyed him and did what he demanded. He forced my chin up with his hand. I had never done this with him before, and I felt myself getting more aroused. He looked incredibly hot from this angle, so powerful.

"Look at you, such an obedient whore for me."

I bit my lip at his words. I couldn't wait to taste him, give him pleasure and I started taking of his belt, but he stopped me.

He chuckled, the dark sound going directly to my core.

"No. Give me your hands."

I put my hands together and he took out his belt, before tying it around my wrists. The leather burned as he put them tight. But I didn't care, I only focused on the man in front of me.

I watched as he zipped down his pants and pulled them down a bit, along with his underwear. His cock was hard, and big. I could definitely not fit it all in my mouth. I whimpered when he used his hand to spread the pre cum on his fingers. It was such an arousing sight. He moved his wet fingers to my lips and I opened, tasting it. It was sweet, I liked how he tasted.

"Open your mouth." He brought his cock closer, and I put my tongue out to lick the tip while holding the eye contact, he was watching me intently. Without warning he shoved himself into my mouth, I gagged when he hit the back of my throat.

"That's right, gag on my fucking cock, such a good little slut."

I moaned at his words and he hissed, the vibration going trough him. He started picking up a pace, his hand was in my hair, pushing my head closer. He moaned and grunted quietly, but pulled out, giving me the chance to breathe.

"So perfect." He caressed my cheek as I caught my breath again. I was extremely wet, all I wanted was to feel him inside me...

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Long chapter as the last one was kind of short.

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