"You look very nice." Anna told me as I looked myself over in the mirror. My attire was casual yet chic. I was clad in a sleeveless monochrome jumpsuit. It's top stuck to my upper body like a second skin, outlining my curves and emphasizing my breasts - as usual - and as if the tight-fitting jumpsuit wasn't accentuating my breasts enough, I wore a thin gold chain with a delicate rectangular pendant dangling from it.
"You'll have Alexander wrapped around your pinky today. No doubt." Anna smiled as she placed black stilettos on the carpeted floor.
"Thank you, Anna, but it's not something that I'll be enjoying while doing." I told her with a heavy sigh as I wore the stilettos, my height increasing by four inches.
"Sometimes you have to do what you have to do, right?" She spoke softly with an apologetic smile and I returned a similar one to her as I grabbed my white clutch from the table beside me.
She handed me the box of brownies she made that I was going to use in my seduction with Alexander when we reached the door.
Before I could bid my farewell to her and head towards the car that was waiting for me patiently outside, Anna stopped me, "Has he said anything?" She quietly asked me, fumbling with the hem of her cotton white shirt. Victoria and Helen's ears perked up and their dusting in the background slowed as she did.
"Nothing." I shook my head at them. "Just a text telling me about Alexander. That's all." I told them and they slowly nodded their heads.
They were talking about Vince, about how he had taken an early flight back to New York after getting a phone call from Dante. He had kissed me fiercely and passionately after that but all our plans for the rest of the night had been scrapped, replaced with newer, more boring ones.
He had left for his office after we had arrived here and that was the last time I had seen him. It had been two days now and he had spent the night at his office without giving any explanation. By the way he texted me, I knew that there was a high probability that he would be spending the night at his office once more.
Despite his quiet personality, it felt lonely here without him. He was just one person yet the house felt empty when he wasn't here with me. I felt lonely when he wasn't with me. To say it clearly, I missed him and that fact scared me. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Did I like him or did I lust him? The heat I felt brewing in my apex everytime I thought about him indicated that it was probably lust.
After being introduced to a world full of sexual endeavors, I couldn't help but want more. I wanted so much more. I wanted Vince and knowing that I was going to Alexander right now left a deep pit of disappointment within me. I just wanted Vince to come back already and be with me. I wanted us to talk the way we talked when we were in Palermo, walking down the streets and eating granitas. I wanted him to share the problem with me, tell me what was wrong, so that I could help him in any way I could. I wanted us to be together.
Thinking about the way he had stress lines on his forehead while he worked on the plane left a deep frown on my face.
It felt like I was walking on rocky, dangerous grounds while being high on powerful lust. This lust was like a drug. It was intoxicating. Vince himself was such an intoxicating being.
"You'll get late." Anna said, shaking her lightly and gently pushing me out the door.
Did she notice the small frown on my face and decide that it was best to just leave the topic? She knew that Vince and I had been sexually active with one another and didn't really say much on it, stating that it wasn't her business and it was best if she stayed out of it.
She hoped that I knew what I was getting myself into and to be quite frank, I hoped that I knew too because I wasn't too sure right now.
Vince had said that I was different from other women. Was that just sexually? Would he get rid of me as Cece had said once he got tired of me? The thought sent a shrill down my spine.
It was the last thing I wanted.
Without speaking anything, I seated myself in the car, my fingers playing with the button of my clutch nervously. I could tell by the ticking of the jaw of the driver that the frequent click sounds that sounded through the silent car everytime I opened and closed the magnetic button of my clutch was annoying him.
With a loud, heavy sigh, I closed it once and for all. I bet the driver wanted to heave a sigh of relief when I did so. His features had visibly relaxed.
I was dreading this. The last thing I wanted to do today was meet Alexander, seduce him at his very own home, and have him ogle at my breasts more than half of that time. All I wanted to do was sit at that dining table and wait until Vince returned just to see how he was doing.
Too engrossed in my own thoughts about Vince, I didn't realize that we had arrived in front of Alexander's house. No, mansion. A beautiful, French-styled mansion that stretched for acres and acres of land. It was similar to a depiction of what a modern French chateau would be like.
The amount of money these people had was incredibly mind-blowing. While the rich walked around in their expensive, branded clothes, lived in their enormous mansions with money to throw around at anything. My mother and I had to work with what we had which wasn't nearly enough.
I kindly smiled at the tall maid who opened the heavy wooden doors for me. She paid me no mind, taking the box of brownies from my hand. With a cold, mean gruff, she walked away.
Okay.
I wasn't calling her a bitch, but that was the impression I was getting from her. It could be that she was just tired of her job, perhaps she wasn't getting paid enough, or she was just really tired and having a bad day.
They say first impression matters and while it was true to a certain point, you could never judge someone by your first impression of them. It was rarely the true version of a person. There were way too many fake people in this world.
"Rosa!" Alex's voice boomed and I turned my head to face his approaching figure.
"Alex." I greeted him with a flirtatious, charming smile. If we were in a cartoon, my teeth would be glinting and there would be a romantic violin playing in the background. "How are you?" I asked him as he placed in his hand on the small of my back, eyes glancing down at my breasts, and led me away from the foyer towards the outside of his mansion.
"I've never been better. I'm glad you could come today despite the short notice."
"I had to move a few things around. I actually had lunch plans with my mother who was coming to visit me after a month, but after hearing from you, I couldn't help but move it forward." I told him. We stood in front of his wide infinity pool, it stretch for more or less fifty meters. It's brilliant blue color reflecting our bodies on its calm surface.
"Oh... I didn't realize." He suddenly went quiet as he stared down at me, but I shook my head at him with a bright smile on my face.
With a gentle hand on his elbow, lightly squeezing it, I spoke, "There's no need to feel bad about it! I wanted to see you and I'm really glad I came."
He gazed down at me, his eyes exploring my own for answers, and I felt uncomfortable. Despite that, I couldn't look away because this was my training and I was obligated to do this. This was going to be my life and this was something I was supposed to get used to.
I couldn't help but compare the blue of Alexander's eyes with Vince's. I loved Vince's eyes. They were bright, like electric, and so sharp and calculating yet mesmerizing. They resembled the water of a faraway island. Beautiful.
I had to stop thinking about Vince. I was here to seduce Alexander, not daydream about my Italian Mafia boss.
A Mafia boss that took my virginity. Kissed me so passionately.
I shook the thoughts of Vince away as best I could.
"Your house. It's... amazing." I broke away from his deep gaze as I sat down on the white chaise lounge that was placed beside the pool. The umbrella that was attached to it was a blessing. The sun was out and it shone brightly, almost blinding me with its extraordinary light.
Alexander followed my movements, taking a seat on a matching chaise lounge as he flashed me with one his charming smiles. "It was designed by a French architect named Chapin Angevine."
"I thought I sensed a little French here." I smiled.
The tall maid that had walked away with a displeased look on her face now came back, the brownies that I had brought in a white ceramic plate in a tray with two iced teas.
Alexander ignored her while I murmured a thank you. She walked away without another word, a frown on her face as she did so. I wondered what was up with her.
"I made brownies for you. I hope you like them. I don't really know how to make them. I mean, I've never made them before but I found a recipe online and made it because I thought you might be a brownie lover. I really hope you like them because if you don't, I will jump off this cliff." I pretended the ramble on nervously as my fingers tightly gripped my clutch. His eyes glanced down at them.
Good. I thought.
"They look amazing and I'm sure they'll taste even better." He chuckled at me, falling for my nervous trap.
He picked up a piece, taking a bite of the brownie that Anna and Helen had made together in reality. I knew they would taste good because I had eaten quite a few of them when they were freshly made.
"Delicious." He smiled, taking another large bite of it. If it wasn't for the fact that I was supposed to be Seductive at the moment, I would've pushed two of those down my throat already like a wild man. "I can't believe you'd do that for me."
"There's a lot I could do." I pulled my lower lip in between my teeth.
I was now on to phase 3 that was all about deepening the effect you had on your target. Sinking your claws in so deep that there would be no escape for them. They would begin to worship the floor you would walk on, hunger after your attention like a crazed animal unable to turn to any one else.
Step 1 of Phase 3: Prove Yourself - In order to move forward with your Seduction successfully, you must bring your target to trust you emotionally. You must allay their doubts about you. Proving yourself would be an act to show them how far you are willing to go for them, an act that must be chivalrous, self-sacrificing. Such an act would strike a chord in them so great that they will feel emotionally attached to you, as if you were one of the few people they could trust in a world full of snakes.
In my case, the fact that I moved my meeting with my mother forward and decided to bake him brownies even though I have never made them before was what that was striking a chord in him. He was growing more close to me, feeling like he could trust me.
Step 1 of phase 3 was done.
We talked more, mainly on random things where his misogyny occasionally crept up and I did everything in my power to not toss him into the pool like he was stone pebble. Perhaps he'd skit off the cliff. It was unlikely but it was a very beautiful image in my mind to which I smiled to in my head.
I had gotten him to talk about his childhood with me and he spoke about his struggles with his mother. How she used to abandon him and leave him alone most of the times due to her work. She valued her work more than she valued the time she had with her son. It made me feel bad for him, but it also made me wonder how he could think that a woman needed a man in her life as support when his own mother was so independant?
Was it because he desired to feel wanted by a woman? I couldn't tell.
I played on my instincts.
"Not everyone is blessed with perfect parents." I told him and he nodded his head with a deep frown on his face.
I couldn't relate with him. While he fought for his mother's affection, I fought for some distance with my own in my childhood because of how toxic she was at the time. She was still making up for it. She was doing everything she could but I had to fight the demons of my past on my own.
"It happened a long time ago." He sighed and smiled at me. "But I still hate her to this day."
By the way he spoke, I knew he didn't hate her. He was disappointed in his mother for failing to play her role in his life yet he still loved her dearly. She was his mother after all and he was still dying for her affection, for her to provide him with attention that he was yearning for so dearly for such a long time.
I say up from my chaise lounge to sit beside him on his, my hand resting on his shoulder gently massaging it as if to reassure him. "It's okay to hate." I told him.
"Sometimes, she would be with me and I'd get so happy. I would be like, 'wow, she's really here, she's smiling at me, she's talking to me', and then the next day it would be gone. Same old. She still doesn't realize it to this day. I don't think she will ever change, but it's okay. I don't really care anymore. I work. I am a busy man." He rambled and I smiled at him seductively, bringing my other hand to turn his chin to look at me. He gazed down into my eyes.
"She doesn't deserve your attention." I murmured softly, our faces a hairs breadth from eachother. If I moved just a little forward, our lips would come in contact. "You deserve someone who would worship you, Alex." I lied through my teeth, softly and tentalizingly.
He was breathing heavy and with a slight prayer sent to a god I didn't know, I pressed my lips against his in a light and soft kiss.
Step 2 of Phase 3: Effect a regression – People often try to relive the pleasures they experienced in the past. Some of the strongest ones are those from the childhood. When burdened with the problems of the older life, they seek a release from it all. By placing your target back into the same position they were in when they were a child, you make them look at you as someone who would cater their needs, care for them like their parents did. This makes them fall even more in love with you.
With the way I talked to him, expressed his value to him. He was falling into my trap.
Step 2 of phase 3 was done.
As soon as our lips touched, I wanted to pull away. It felt wrong. So wrong. I didn't want to kiss him. His kiss grew even more hungry and in order to kiss him back with more intensity without recoiling, I imagined this was Vince. It was his lips that I was kissing. They didn't feel soft and plump like his. They didn't move in the same rhythm with mine s Vince's did.
They just weren't his.
I pulled away after a few seconds, masking the deep scowl that threatened to break on to my face as I rested my forehead against his. He was breathing hard and heavy as he stared into my blue-green eyes.
"You're much younger than me, Rosa." He muttered.
Didn't stop you from ogling at my breasts and constantly making advances at me.
"So?" I murmured seductively. "Maybe I want someone older."
"There are people who might not agree to this." He told me, his eyes staring down at my lips. I bit them seductively before speaking.
"That makes it even more exciting." I breathed.
His hand came behind my neck, pushing my head forward so that our lips would connect once more. He kissed me fiercely. I kissed him back.
All I could think about was Vince. My hands itched to push him away from myself and get away from this place, away from him.
Step 3 of phase 3: Stir up the transgressive and taboo – Everyone has a part of themselves that wants to push past their limits. The taboos of society. Making your targets push past their limits, whether it's age difference, family ties, or anything at all, this push is extremely seductive. It stirs the kind of excitement in them that nothing else. The adrenaline is great and they find themselves drawn to you even more.
Step 3 of phase 3 was done.
"I think it's time for me to leave." I smiled at Alex once I pulled away from him. There was nothing I wanted to do more than just run away and rinse my mouth. His lips felt dirty. Wrong. Everything wrong.
"Is there something wrong?" He worriedly asked me. "I reckoned you'd be glad to kiss me."
I wanted to punch him in the face.
"Nothing's wrong." I chuckled as I stood up. He followed my movements. I kissed him on the cheek before moving away. "I'm tired and I'd like to go home now." I told him. A smile on my face. My cheeks had begun to hurt from all this smiling.
"Oh, I see." He said, the worry washing away from his face.
I bid him farewell and tried to walk towards the car waiting for me outside as gracefully and elegantly as I could. As beautiful as his place was, I couldn't help but want to get away from it.
I sat back in the car and the driver quietly drove out of the driveway of the house.
It took me about half an hour to reach back home and when I entered, it was dark inside, a low dim light illuminating the wide spacious entrance to the home. Anna stood at my side.
"Where's Helen and Victoria?" I asked her quietly.
"They went back. I have your dinner prepared. Do you want me to bring it for you?"
"What about Vince?" I questioned softly and she shook her head with a sad smile on her face.
Could she tell how attached I had grown to him? The way she smiled, it seemed like she pitied me because she knew better than my own self how I was feeling about him.
"Right, the dinner." I said lightly, walking ahead and sitting in my regular spot on the table. My eyes passed over the spot Vince would be sitting in and a heavy wave of disappointment passed over my heart.
Anna brought my dinner for me and I thanked her in a low voice, my voice weak like a small whisper.
I ate my dinner in silence, wishing that I wasn't eating it alone right now. Anna had left as well for her own quarters. She had offered to stay with me, sensing how low I was feeling but I declined, urging her to go back to her quarters since she must be immensely tired. I could see the strain on her features and if I made her stay with me tonight, I would be eaten up by my own guilt.
After I was done eating, I washed my plate, my heart still feeling heavy. The silence of the house growing more and more deafening for me and looking at the infinity pool outside the window of my room, I couldn't help but strip completely naked and enter the cool water.
I had my eyes closed as I went down under, wetting myself completely.
I swam from one end to the other until I bumped my head into what seemed like a solid wall in the middle of the pool. Without thinking twice, I emerged from the water, raising my head to look up at Vince.
He gazed down at me with his piercing blue eyes, his musky scent filling up my senses and there was nothing I wanted to do more than press my head against his chest, breathe it in further.
"Hola mami." He smirked down at me, knowing full well that I was completely naked. Not that I had a problem with it. He had seen me naked before and there was nothing wrong if he saw me naked now.
"Hola papi." I murmured back as I looked up at him, not breaking away from his intense gaze. "I thought you'd stay at your office tonight as well." I spoke in a low voice, my hands coming up to push my hair away from my face.
"No." He said lightly. He was submerged in the pool while fully clothed and I bit my lip as I brought my hands up to rest on his chest, slowly making their way towards his buttons and unbuttoning them.
"You're not supposed to wear clothes in the pool." My fingers unbuttoned his shirt all the way and he let me do so, not saying a word or moving a muscle to stop me.
He let me pull off his shirt and I bit my lip, staring at his chest as my fingers brushed against his nipples and perfectly sculpted abs. He sucked in a deep breath.
"Are you alright?" I questioned him softly.
"Perfetto." He murmured back. "How did today go?" He asked me. His hand came up to rest behind my neck as if to remove the lingering touch of Alexander.
"I kissed him." I told him honestly, staring into his eyes and his jaw clenched, his grip on my neck growing tighter.
"Did you now?" His voice was dangerously low and his eyes bore into mine.
I didn't know how to answer to him. The answer was simple. The answer was yes yet I couldn't say it out loud. I audibly gulped as I looked up at him.
He brought his head down to press his lips against mine in a deep and hungry kiss. I kissed him back with the same intensity, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing my body against his.
Ecstasy coursed through my veins and my apex pulsed with hot need. His other hand came to grope my ass and I gasped in his mouth. He took that chance to plunge his hot tongue into my mouth and I moaned with pleasure as he explored my mouth.
My hand strayed down to grip his hardened shaft. His groan was the sexiest sound I had ever heard and I stroked him through his, wanting to hear it again.
"Cazzo." He cursed as I felt him jerk in my hand.
"Do you like that, papi?" I murmured seductively and he groaned against my lips.
"Fuck yes, piccola."
I moaned against his lips. My fingers fumbled against his groin, trying to u buckle his pants as he kissed me hard on the lips, his large hands touching me everywhere but the place I needed him the most.
He pushed me to the edge of the pool, making me sit up top while he stayed submerged in the pool and pushed my legs wide open for him.
Looking down at him, staring at my apex that burned with hot desire and need for his touch was too hot. I almost came just by that.
"Bellissimo." He murmured softly as he brought his mouth down to my hot lips. His tongue darted out to lick my swollen clit.
A loud, unfiltered koan escaped my mouth as my pussy spasmed, wanting even more of it. "Yes, please." I shamelessly begged, tensing the muscles of my ass.
"Right there. Yes." I moaned as he flicked his tongue over my clit, my lips, plunged it into my pussy, tasting me. I was hot quivering mess at the complete mercy of Vincenzo Dominico.
"Like that, baby?" He breathed as he repeatedly flicked his tongue over my sensitive clit, occasionally sucking.
I groaned out loud, feeling the need to pee as I felt pressure build up in the pit of my stomach. "Yes, fuck. Just like that." I breathed.
"Say my name, amore mio."
I was panting as he inserted two finger inside me without a warning. It didn't hurt, his fingers slid in with ease because of how wet I was for him. I was a leaking mess. A hot and burning, leaking mess.
"My name." He groaned loudly, pausing his movements to gaze up at me with his electric blue eyes.
"Vince, please." I pleaded shamelessly.
"Louder." He ordered as he slowly moved his fingers.
Faster. I needed him to be faster than this.
"Vince!"I moaned, throwing my head back and fisting his dark hair in my palm.
"Good girl." He whispered as his tongue attacked my sensitive pussy once more, his fingers thrusting in me mercilessly and I enjoyed every second of it.
My walls were closing in around his fingers and I was close to coming. My body rocked, my pussy spasmed and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as I exploded with the strongest orgasm I had ever had.
I felt empty when he pulled his fingers out, pushing them into his own mouth and sucking them clean. The sight alone could've brought me to another orgasm. He was amazing. So fucking amazing. It felt like a dream to be here with him.
He pulled himself out of the pool and crouched down to my level. "He'll never be able to satisfy you like that." He whispered sensuously in my ear, nibbling on it softly.
My breathing was ragged as I locked eyes with him, my chest heaving up and down. He brought a hand to pinch my erect nipple and I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning out loud once more.
"Goodnight, amore mio." He said before standing up and walking away from me, leaving me gawking at the spot in which he was crouched upon once.
Speechless. I was speechless. Zero words escaped my mouth when a million roamed around in my head. I couldn't put my thousand thoughts together. Couldn't understand them. My mind was a mess.
Out of the thousand thoughts in my head, there was one that I could make out very well as I watched Vince walk away. A realization.
I had fallen for him. I had fallen for Vincenzo Dominico.
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