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"Get a load of this monster
He doesn't know how to communicate"

Chapter Fifteen

Fucking Daddy Issues

Elvira
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     "You are a infuriating woman, Elvira Valentina." His teeth bared as he spoke. I could just imagine him with smoke coming from his nostrils.

     "And you my dear are odious, reprehensible, obnoxious, and absolutely nauseating." All words I doubted he'd understand the meanings to.

     "So you want to play it that way then, do you?" He grabbed my waist and picked me up before tossing my body over his shoulder like a sack. The immediate hit against my ribs left me with an aching pain.

     "Ow! Watch the ribs Marco!" I slammed a fist against his back but only received a grunt from him. I wanted to hear a good cry of pain. "What the hell is your problem? You can call me names but I can't return the favor?"

     The pictures on the walls moved by quickly, it wasn't until we came to a stop did I notice the unfamiliar location. I could hear two doors opening up along with a ding. Once we were in the elevator he moved me from over his shoulder to around his hip. He forced my arms around his neck and held onto my waist. "I'm sorry.." While his voice sounded genuine his face gave me no indication he meant it.

     When I tried to move down from his hips Marcos arms tightened around me. So much so that it began to hurt. "I can walk on my own Marco, leave me be." His hand pushed my head against his chest and when I tried to move my head he slammed it back. He was acting like a child, so much different from what I was used to seeing.

     "I'll trigger your collar, Elvira. Just stay put like a good girl." He walked fast, within a minute we were in my room. Then he placed me down on the bed and took a few steps back. I could see the outline of sweat on his grey shirt from where I had been against him. Served him right, picking me up.

     "You're more touchy feely than usual, is the maid no longer giving you support?" Marco visibly tensed. "Let me elaborate, is she still giving you head?" His body moved to mine within moments. When his hands reached for me I slipped between his legs and crawled to the door.

     "How do you know about Vanessa?" Marcos  feet planted against the floor in front of the bed, giving me time to stand and gather myself. He wouldn't charge again until I made him angry enough to do so. "What is it with you Elvira? I give you a nice room and allow you around the mansion and yet you still aren't happy? Every moment I'm near, you just throw insults."

     "Me?" My head fell back as I laughed. "ME? Marco you kidnapped me. You locked me in a room for a month and then got bitchy with me when I ran on a treadmill. You give constant mixed signals to me and I'm still waiting to end up at the bottom of the river with my feet in cement." I stayed near the door. I could assume I'd need to make another run for it in a minute. Though where could I go, really? All he had to do was trigger the collar. I was locked behind the iron doors and even if I made it past that the gates were electric.

     "I've given you everything you could possibly need in here! All of your favorite brands all the clothes you could ever want." His hands flew around wildly as he spoke. "Do you want a dog? I know you like them." Again something that was not in my files. It was so scary to me how much he knew about me but how little I knew about him.

     "How do you even know that?"

     "So no dog then?"

     "No! No fucking dog Marco! I want to go home. I want to see my family and my friends. I want to get out of this house and to get out of Italy." My voice seemed to die out as I spoke more.  Was he really this dense?

     "You want to leave?" His hands moved into his brown curls. Every single finger made contact and immediately ruined whatever ringlet was in its path.

     "Yes." I spoke breathlessly.

     He took two steps forward and I instantly took two back. "Why do you act like I'm going to hurt you? Have I ever hurt you intentionally?" He took another few steps towards me and I took an equal amount. My back hit the wall with a thud, and he stopped his advances.

     "I'm wearing a shock collar Marco, that was intentional." Something in his eyes looked different. Usually his body language begged me to defy him. I could always tell when I had gone too far over the line or when I hadn't pushed enough.

     This time I couldn't see the line. "You want to go home?" Was it really not that obvious? I had only said it a million times prior.

     "I want to go home." I repeated.

     He walked towards me until he was two feet away. His hand grabbed my head and forced it up to look at his. "You are not leaving Elvira. This is your home now, whether you want that or not."

     "What do you want from me Marco? What did I do to you?" His left hand smoothed my hair back, hooking hair behind my ear as if I were a delicate doll.

     "You stepped into my territory Micetta. You've taunted me since your arrival." His face moved closer to mine, so close his breath fanned away the small pieces of hair in my eyes. "You do things you know turn me on, the biting and the kicking." His left hand grabbed mine and moved it over his crotch. I could feel his erection, how tight his black pants felt near the seams. "Yet here you are bitching about wanting to go home. Begging to know what I want." A whimper escaped my lips when his teeth met my earlobe.

     "Let me go Marco." My voice was unsteady. It didn't even sound like I wanted to be let go. It sounded more like I was trying to convince myself that I didn't want it. I couldn't convince myself, so how the hell would I convince him?

      "What do I want Elvira? Go ahead Anima Gemella. Ask me one more time." His right hand moved down from my jaw to my neck. The squeezing wasn't tight enough to block off my air but it was tight enough to get me hot and bothered.
(Twin soul, it means soulmate)

     Fucking Daddy Issues.

     "What do you want?" It came out as a croak, a whine. He was taunting me now, switching the tables so that I could feel the sexual strain.

     "Voglio te." His lips moved below my sideburns. "Voglio portarti contro questo muro e farti urlare il mio nome." The kisses trailed down my jawline. Each kiss left behind a little warmth until it disappeared against the cold air. "Voglio svegliarmi accanto al tuo bel viso ogni mattina."
     (I want you. I want to take you up against this wall and have you scream my name. I want to wake up next to your beautiful face every morning.)

     "Marco I can't understand you." I tilted my head back. Perhaps it was to avoid his kisses. Or perhaps I just wanted to feel the kisses against my neck instead.

     "I want you, Elvira." With his left hand he guided my head so that it leveled with his. His muddy brown eyes met mine and held me captive in my place. "And I will have you."

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Song: This is Home

So uh, what is your favorite dog?

Writers block is kicking in :)