Chapter 50

**Joffre**

I parked the car in front of the mansion, but Mr. César didn’t get out. I looked in the rearview mirror, but the window was down. It couldn't be possible that something was happening between them. I stepped out of the car to give them some time, and suddenly the door opened. My eyes widened in surprise as I saw Mr. César leading Miss Belle by the hand, both of them looking disheveled. Was he really going to take her to his room?

"I have to feed Gulliver…" Miss Belle murmured. Mr. César responded without stopping.

"Joffre, take care of that creature. Don’t ask questions, just take care of it." And without waiting for my response, he walked past me, entering the mansion.

"As you… order, Master César…"

♡

"Mr. César…" I murmured, but he didn’t respond as he firmly held my hand, leading me up the stairs. "Mr. César… César!" I finally called out, and with force, he turned toward me, taking hold of my shoulders and kissing my neck. My entire body seemed to ignite. He stopped, and I looked up to see an amused expression on his face.

"Your ears are red…"

"N-no, they’re not," I stammered nervously as he opened the door and pushed me inside the room.

"You know what we’re going to do here."

"I can guess…"

"Do you want to?" My heart was racing so fast that I couldn’t hear the frantic thoughts in my mind. Why was I here with this man? I didn’t know what I truly wanted, but I was here…

"I… don’t know."

"Then stop me when you don’t want to continue." He caressed my neck gently as his hand slid under my shirt, heating my entire body. He pulled my shirt over my head, leaving me in my bra. With wet kisses, he slowly made his way down, kissing my skin and warming it as he went. He reached my belly button and slipped his tongue in, causing me to let out a sound I didn’t recognize. I quickly covered my mouth, watching as he knelt in front of me. That man, with an unbreakable ego, was now kneeling before a simple street girl.

"I’m still waiting for you to stop me; later it will be too late." Why did I want to continue? Maybe to see how far someone as insignificant as me could tempt someone like him, or perhaps it was my hurt from being rejected by Keylef that pushed me to prove to myself that I could also be desired by a man like him. Whatever it was… I didn’t want to stop. I shook my head and, without hesitation, unbuttoned my pants, letting them fall to the floor.

"Spread your legs."

"No, I’m embarrassed. W-why are you doing this?" I said, covering my face.

"If you don’t like it, you can stop me…" He lifted one of my legs onto his shoulder, and under my shame-filled gaze, he licked my sex, making me moan. I covered my mouth, closing my eyes tightly as a pleasure I had never known overwhelmed me to the point of suffocation. Without realizing it, my moans started escaping freely, and I clung to his hair, feeling like I was melting over him as the mastery of his mouth drove me crazy.

"Stop… please, stop…" I murmured, feeling like I was about to collapse, but far from reality, I felt my body convulse with intense pleasure, leaving me breathless and losing consciousness. I breathed heavily, watching as he stood in front of me, licking his lips and saying,

"It was sweeter than in my dreams…"

"How can you say such things?" I said, covering my face, feeling like I was about to explode with embarrassment. I didn’t even recognize myself for letting this dirty feeling take over. I felt his hands on my cheeks, moving my hands away so I could look at him.

"What are you ashamed of…? Don’t be silly. Was it that bad?"

"I don’t know what’s happening to me… I don’t know why I let this happen, I love someone else."

"I won’t do anything more if you hate it so much. So stop crying…" I looked up at him, and despite wanting to slap him for the anger he made me feel, I wanted to kiss him again. I looked away, trying to control these strange impulses that I didn’t want to have. Suddenly, I felt him lift me, making me yelp.

"Let’s go rest."

"I can walk to my cabin on my own," I said, but he gave me a harsh look.

"Do you dislike me so much that you want to escape to that damn cabin?"

"It’s my home."

"That can’t be called a home." He tossed me onto the enormous bed and looked at me, saying, "Are you aware that you’re the first woman to actively reject a Montenegro?"

"I’m sorry…"

"Sorry for what? For kissing me or for letting me give you a climax with my mouth?"

"I…"

"Don’t answer," he said, getting into bed. "Now sleep."