Oh God no.

He wants to torture me.

I bit my tongue to stifle a cry when he sucked the sensitive area behind my ear.

"Gaby?"

Oh God why Daniel? I know how much André hates when you call me Gaby! I swear I'm dead.

I gasped when the devil's hands shifted to my breasts where he rubbed my nipple on a feverish and tantalizing pitch.

I remembered that Daniel was still on the line.

"Yeah?" I whispered and heard Satan's son chuckle.

"I asked if you're home but you didn't reply." He said.

"OH!....uhhh..uhh..." I was at a loss for words when his fingers travelled from my thigh to the center of my feminity.

"Gaby??" Daniel called again.

OH GOD!

He wickedly stroked my center with utmost pleasurable teasing.

I couldn't speak, I was restless, so restless because of the condition I was in. He gave up and cut the call. I felt bad but at the same time, I was in outer space.

He kissed my neck again and moved faster until I reached my peak and soared in carnal ecstasy.

He acted like a savage wild caveman!

Which he was!

*****

"Are you hungry?"

"No."

"You know we can go to Pollo Abuelo Chicken whatever if you—"

"It's called Pollo Del Abuelo Pablo." I snapped at him then looked outside the window.

I was mad at him! Really mad at what he did! Damn him!

After the whole, fingering....stuff. My mom called me to apologize for earlier when she didn't pick. Her phone was on silent. She also called to ask where I was because the Staff at the mansion called her saying I haven't come home since morning and I told her I was at a friends party, bla bla bla, and how I'm having a slumber party at Andrea's, bla bla bla. And also how I'm staying here throughout the weekend....

She was cool with it as I presumed and she said she'll call Mrs. Martinez to pack some clothes for me and give to Mr. Anderson so that he can come and give me.

I didn't want that because of some random reasons and said I'll go there by myself.

I was expecting her to be like, "By this time?! Young Lady, I won't permit that!" But she just said "OK."

I wanted to go and change and take an  Uber to my house , but André got all protective and said 'there is no way he's allowing me go there by my self.'

I wanted to argue but I just didn't want to talk to him so I gave a rude nod and went up to change to a Black Shirt and faded blue jeans.

"Sorry." He chuckled. "Well I'm hungry so we're going there after we leave your house." He said.

I just ignored him and looked outside.

When we got to the entrance of my house and he stopped the car, I quickly came out and banged the door. I was expecting him to be mad at me because I know how much he adores his car, but I could hear the asshole laughing at my act!

Damn him!

It took a very long time, but I was done packing everything I needed for the weekend.

THE NEW GIRLWhere stories live. Discover now