Choices

After Party

'A fresh start isn't always a new place. It's a mindset'

*Edited

I am sitting on the counter, watching Stefano cook. We got to the house and he set me on the counter and told me not to move.

"Stefano, can I get down now? I can help." I go to lean over to see what he's doing. Nico puts his hand on my shoulder, pushing me back.

"Don't lean forward. You could fall and get hurt." I look at Nico.

"Then tell him to let me down. Why do I need to sit on the counter? I'm not a child." I cross my arms and look up at him.

"Open up princess." I open my mouth as Stefano feeds me something. I close my eyes and love the taste. I swallow, opening my eyes to see them looking at me.

"Stefano, that was amazing. So Luca and you cook?"

"The others would burn down the house." I let out a little laugh at Stefano's words.

"What's so funny?" I look at Nikola stand in between my legs. I feel my body start to heat up when he starts to trace small circles on my thighs.

"Nothing, a lot of people can't cook." His touches didn't stop, they kept getting higher up my thighs. "Nikola." I look up at him and his eyes were on me. I grab onto his shirt when I feel him run his fingers along the outside of my panties.

"Do you need help kitten?" He whispers in my ear and I feel my body shiver.

"Food is done." I grab onto Nikola as he picks me up and sits me in a chair, while Stefano puts a plate in front of me. I take a bite and it was heaven, it tasted so good.

"Stefano, you can do whatever you want to me as long as you cook for me." I take another bite, closing my eyes savoring the taste.

"Stefano, she's drunk." I look at Luca.

"What do they say that a drunken mouth speaks sober thoughts." I see a smirk on his face as Stefano looks at me.

"Stefano." Adrianno's voice was laced with so much power. You couldn't tell him no, or at least I feel like I couldn't. Would he hurt me if I told him no? He looks like he could break me in half in less than five seconds. Adrianno and Luca standing next to each other screamed power, trouble and danger all wrapped into one.

"Wait, you bark orders and people listen?" Everyone stops and looks at me. I put my plate in the sink. These heels are going to be the death of me. I use the counter to help me take the heels off.

"This is why I put you on the counter, but you don't listen." Stefano sits me back on the counter.

"I was up here for hours, a hard counter top isn't the most comfortable." I give Stefano a small pout.

"45 minutes." I look at Stefano in disbelief.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. Hands behind your back and keep them there." I look at him before putting my hands behind my back. He bends my knee, bringing it up causing my dress to ride up exposing a lot more than I wanted to show. I go to cover up, but I feel hands wrap around my wrists, stopping my hands from moving.

"Hands behind your back kitten." I hear Nikola in my ear. I look at Stefano take off one heel, dropping it to the ground. He bends my other knee, pulling my leg up and the dress rides even higher. I struggle to move my hands from Nikola's grip. I let out a little moan when he starts to massage my feet.

"Stefano, you don't have to." I whisper out. His hands felt amazing rubbing my feet, then I feel his hands work up the back of my calves. I feel my body heat up as his hands squeeze my thighs. I try to grab his hands, but Nikola still has a grip on my hands. I let out a gasp when Nikola puts his hand around my throat.