Chapter 13 Desire for you

I stumbled towards the bathroom when my hands roughly pulled down the straps of dress I was wearing. My breathing rapid, my heart beat accelerated, but despite all that the heaven between my legs was pulsating with unsaid need of the man of my nightmares, the devil of lust.
I needed cold shower.
With warmness spread throughout my heated body, I stumbled in my shower stall and shivered as cold water cascaded down my heated core. I groaned, it was too much.
And then reality crossed my mind, I made up with my stalker, the man who killed mercilessly.
Slowly the horny hormones replaced with self-loathe.
I made up with a killer.
Gulping down I realized I was giving myself to a man who might kill me next, maybe the next name in his list would be me.
Cold water suddenly froze my mind, and I realized in heat of my lost love life, I practically threw myself at him, I kissed him, and embarrassingly bumped on his lap.
No! No! No!
Wrapping myself in fluffy white towel I found myself stumbling towards the closet. Not bothering to put anything, I grabbed red panties and grumbly put my legs in it. Discarding the wet towel in basket, I hoped inside the sheets.
Fuck me! Fuck me!
I groaned as I stuffed my face in pillow, embarrassed by my horniness, and ashamed by my actions. I shouldn't had grinded onto him, but trust me I was far too sober to think straight.
Alcohol slowly made my mind numb and closing my eyes, I prayed to forget all these. I had to do something to stay away from him, the man of my nightmares and the one who held the rein of my life.
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If I was feeling embarrassed yesterday then today I was feeling far more embarrassed and guilty. And when I woke up in morning, I was greeted with my mind playing reels of yesterday night. I wanted to drown myself in shame.
It was sunday today, so, I had day off but my number was in emergency list so, I maybe could get a call or not. Hangover was hanging over my head and after pulling two aspirins and eating light breakfast, I kept myself busy, probably to keep my mind away from all the chaos I created last night.
When it was two in afternoon, I grabbed my dirty clothes and decided to do laundry, so that my mind could get distracted. And it happened, I got myself engrossed in work, did laundry, and after that I dusted my room. Deciding to make it change, I placed few indoor plants and few lightings in my room, on roof and on walls. Few pots were missing so, I ordered them from nearby store. Probably, they would be here in two hours or so.
Exhausted, I went to kitchen to fetch a water bottle, when the door bell rang.
Probably my order.
I took two sips of water and placed the bottle on counter as I rushed towards the door.
"Thank y-"
My words seemed to get caught in my throat and my eyes were as wide as saucers. I wasn't expecting this, like hell! I never expected this.
There stood in all his glory, Silvio Salvatore, wearing dark grey suit with white shirt tucked underneath and an expensive looking shades hiding his steely eyes.
Panic. My mind went in panic mode. What was he doing here?!
With intention to not let him in, I was about to close the door when he held it with his strong arms that was wrapped around me last night, and pushed it. The impact suddenly made me stumbled backwards on my foot and I fell on the floor on my butt. My eyes went wide as he took menacing step inside and still looking at me he closed the door behind him.
Was he here to kill me?! What should I do now?! I should call the police! But my phone was in room! If I made it to my room and lock the door behind, then maybe I would be able to make it out alive! My room was my only safe sanctuary now.
Immediately crawling on my butt, I stood up. With trembling legs I made a run towards my bedroom. As I thought I was about to reach my room, I was stopped by an arm on my waist.
"LET GO!" I screamed, kicking my legs like I was possessed and when I felt myself being lifted with ease and the man carrying me seemed to tightened his hold on me before throwing me harshly on couch placed nearby as he climbed on me.
"Don't scream," he growled. "You don't want to involve neighbors in our fight." He snarled, sounding irritated. His dark, thick brows narrowed as his piercings steely gaze digged deeper through me.
I stopped instead gasped, needles of adrenaline piercing my skin as he pinned my hands on either side of my face. His large body engulfing mine wholly in predatory grasp.
"You...You-" I was mute, words seemed to die and grave of mindless thoughts was replaced with dread, fear and anxiousness.
His grey eyes gleamed, as he neared his face towards mine and looked straight in my eyes. "Why so serious? I told you I would be coming back?"
"Why are you here?" My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my throat. "What do you want?"
His lips twitched in dark amusement. "I needed to see you, cara."
Oh god! My skin felt so hot and icy at the same time and my pulse jacked up even more. "Get out or I...I will call police, I swear."
He tilted his head as he looked quizzically at me, "Will you? Why haven't you done so yet?"
My throat felt dry, my heart beating faster than usual, I was having fear engulfing me. He knew why I hadn't called the police yet, cause he knew that I knew who he was, a murderer, a killer who could destroy my life and kill me in an instant. He knew calling police would made me end up in his hit list.
I want to fuck you.
Maybe he was here for only lustful attraction towards me, and I didn't knew if I could survive this man. His desire to had me was was clear when he dropped me home last night, and somehow I knew he was here for his sexual desire.
I gulped as I averted my eyes, my cheeks as hot as his breath that was framing on my face.
"I...I don't..want to s-sleep with you." I stammered, ashamed that a man was desiring me this way. It was so unusual for me, cause never in my years of profession, any man desired me. I was with Edward for more than two years but our relationship was toxic.
I looked confusedly at him as he chuckled lightly, his deep, dark voice filling my ears.
"No? We'll see about that." My body trembled.
He wasn't touching me, only his hands were pinning me down but I could still feel the heat radiating off him and could saw couple of tiny scars on his symmetrical face. The small imperfections added deadly edge to his magnetism, intensifying his dread on my senses. My heartbeat was panicked, yet my body tightened in a way that had nothing to do with fear. I should had fight him, and made a run for door but I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything but stare at lethally beautiful killer holding me down.
"Why are you doing this?" My voice came out as strangled like I was choking on my words. He gave me a dark smirk as he leaned down and I felt him inhaling deeply as he nuzzled his face in valley of my neck making me gasp.
"I don't know, cara. I just can't understand myself why I'm here...in your apartment....when I should be in Italy right now but I can't seem to control myself anymore. I want you, Sadie and I'm afraid if one time would be enough to satisfy my hunger." His one hand slided down to my waist as he squeezed me there.
I inhaled shakingly, "you..you can't want me."
He smirked before leaning and nuzzling his face in my hairs as he inhaled deeply, and if I was scared earlier, then I was terrified now cause I could feel his hardened member rubbing against my inner thigh. Tingling sensations made me squeezed my thighs tightly.
He was pinning me down on my couch in my apartment and on top of that he was on top of me. What the hell?! He was a killer, Sadie! Get a grip and push him off yourself. My conscience yelled at me and I, with all of my energy untangled my legs and pushed him with my might. He didn't budged but his balance worsened and he immediately tried to caught himself when I took it as opportunity and made a run to my room.
I was panting now, my hairs were all over my face and my legs were paining.
I was about a feet away from my door when my body was tackled and I was fiercely slammed onto the wall.
"You think you're clever..." Silvio Salvatore said with greeted teeth as he again slammed me on wall, making me quiet dizzy. His hands locked mine on back as he grabbed me by the back of my neck and slammed his lips on mine.
I nearly felt the air left my lungs as he nearly sucked the oxygen out of me with his ferocious kiss. The passion overwhelmed by his domineering tongue pushing it's way between my lips.
I froze when his strong muscled arm possessively wrapped around my waist as other gripped my throat, not choking me but still with firm grip. He firmly gripped my waist and effortlessly picked me up, hoisting me up on his waist as I instinctively wrapped my legs around him, his lips never leaving mine.
"You think you can get away from me..."he groaned against my lips as he tugged at my collar. "Think I need to teach you a lesson...."
I heard a loud tear before I felt my shirt fall from my body and a cool chill hit my naked chest. I instinctively went to cover my breasts, mortified by my body, but Silvio immediately grabbed my arms and pushed me back on wall. The cold wall shocking me.
"Mine..." He growled pushing his face into my neck. "Don't try to hide yourself from me.."
I gasped as I felt Silvio's hand making its way up my thigh as he grabbed the naked thigh tightly, inflicting a slight pain. I shivered as his tongue ran along the curvature of my neck.
He pushed his hardened member against me and I cluctched onto his neck like my life depended on it. This wasn't good. I was supposed to run away from him.
He groaned in frustation and I thanked the heavens as a knock resonated on door. He growled as he pulled his face away and stared hard at me.
"Who's there?" He asked as I looked shocked at him and panted heavily.
"Ma'am!" Someone said from other side and I remembered that my order was here. I immediately slipped from his arms as I swiftly looked for my shirt. His cold fingers gripped my arms as he pulled me to his chest. His grey eyes glared down at me as I gulped hard, hiding my chest with my other hand.
"Stay here." He siad firmly as I barely nod. He moved towards the door and I was about to run to my room when he turned around and gave me a dark look.
"Disobey me, and I'll make you regret." I swallowed hard. He was man of his words and I couldn't afford to be on his bad side. I stood there, watching him as he took long strides towards the door and opened it.
"What?" He barked and I almost felt bad for delievery man.
"O-Order." I couldn't see from where I was standing but i could hear nervousness in the man's voice. Absolutely, Silvio was intimidating.
"Hmm..." Silvio said before taking the box from him and shut the door on the man's face. I gulped as he threw the box on floor next to flower vase and made his way towards me.
"P-Please! I beg you!" I shocked myself when tears streamed down my face. He seemed to stop as he looked at me with an emotionless face. I know I was attracted to him only because of his body but his soul, it was dark, he wasn't good for me in any way. He was a killer who killed people and I was a doctor, saving people's lives. We were opposite and different and our worlds could never collide. We were not meant for each other and though he was lusting over me, it was only physical. He just wanted to sleep with me that's all and I refuse to be a whore for him.
His grey eyes roamed over my face as he probably contemplated if he should leave or stay to increase my torment. His gaze piercing through me and I unknowingly tightened my hold on myself, covering my bare chest, which was enormous to his hungry eyes. I could saw the raw lust and unholy desire in his steely grey metallic orbs.
He needed to leave and never bother me again.
I gulped as he tilted his head to side and crossed his arms over his chest, flexing his muscles. I took an involuntary step back till my back hit the wall.
"Freshen up." He said huskily, like he was restraining himself to do something. Though his words took me off guard, I nodded and turned away before rushing towards my room. I was relieved. Now I could make a call to police.
I was about to open the door when his hardened voice stopped me.
"You're a smart woman, Sadie. Don't make me regret." He said still standing in middle of my living room, radiating intimidating and domineering aura around himself. I didn't looked back instead gave him a nod and without waiting for his next words, I made a run towards my bathroom.
As soon as closed the door of bathroom, fresh tears streamed down my face. What was I thinking? He obviously know I would try to call for help.
Maybe he would be gone by the time I finished freshening. I was scared, and so mortified. I quickly went inside the door, turned the faucet on and sprayed warm water down my body. I took more than usual to prolong my shower only because I wanted to avoid him. My twenty minute shower turned into forty minutes, and by the time I was done, I had this faint thought, maybe he would be gone by now.
Though I didn't called the police because I was afraid if he would, what would happen to me. And I was sure about one thing, before police could found me, his gun would do the honors till then.
So, I dried myself with white towel and wrapped it around me. Cautiously I moved towards my closet and took my time to chose my outfit. If he was still here, I needed to dress preserved. So, I picked up my lose graphic t-shirt and long sweatpants before grabbing panties and bra. I immediately dressed myself and let my hairs open to dry naturally.
Now, it was my time to make appearance. I slowly opened the door and peeked around. He was no where in sight but I knew he was here cause his suit jacket was spread on my couch seat. Where was he?
I took cautious steps towards the living room and looked around, everything was like before. And then I jumped when I heard sounds coming from left side of my apartment, where my kitchen was.
What was he doing there?
I slowly moved towards the kitchen, taking guarded steps towards my kitchen and I almost forgot to breathe as I saw the sight in front me.
There stood Silvio Salvatore, wearing my apron which looked so small on his muscled body. His hands moving professionally around as he dished out food, delicious looking food. Stunned, I gaped at my small four seated dining table, food spread elegantly on the table. There was cheese past, ravioli, lasagna and with salad sliced in beautiful round slices, decorating the table. All arranged prettily on table with white wine.
"Hungry?" A deep, light-accented voice asked and I looked at him. He wasn't looking at me, his back was facing me but I knew he knew that I was here. I swallowed hard as Silvio Salvatore turned around, my pulse leaping as he steeped towards me. Though he was now only dressed in off-white shirt, he wasn't wearing any shoes, or socks. I wonder where they were.
And now that light moonlight was emitting through windows, he looked gorgeous-more dangerous than ever.
"What-" My voice was lost so I took a breath and said. "What is this?"
"Dinner." He said amused and motioned towards the table. "What does it look like?"
"I-" The surrounding air thinned as he stopped a couple of feet away from me, the intimate look in his eyes told me that he had his arms wrapped around me few hours ago. "I'm not hungry."
"No?" He arched his dark brow removing the knot of apron from back of his neck and placed it on kitchen counter. His top two buttons undone, giving me sneak peak of his toned chest. "Alright then, let's go to bed."
"What?!" I jumped as he reached out for me. Was he planning to sleep here tonight! What was wrong with this man?!
"I could eat." I said as small smile curved on his lisp a she gestured me to take a seat. He pulled out a chair and I sat on it. Then he walked across the table and took a seat opposite to mine. I noticed that the table was set with two plates and two glasses.
Silently, I watched multimillionare, Silvio Salvatore, expertly placing food in my plate as he added little amount of everything along with healthy amount of pasta and generous amount of salad.
"Where did you get all this food?" Though I know answer, I wanted to hear from him.
"I made it." He looked up from his palte and it was the first time I saw him eating. Unlike last two times, he was eating this time.
I picked up my fork and placed a generous bite of pasta and ate. I nearly moaned, it was that delicious. I had a secret to tell, I was hungry too.
"I preferred your previous outfit better." He said out of blue and my hand tightened around my fork. "I was feeling...cold." his eyes gleamed in moonlight.
"Cold is the last thing I'm feeling right now." Ignoring that proactive comment, I focused on my plate. Now that, I had a bite, my mouth was watering for more. Despite of what i told Silvio earlier, I was starving. I was halfway when a frightening though crossed my mind.
I put my fork down and looked wide eyed at him.
"You didn't drugged this, right?" I asked.
"If I did, it would be too late for that now." He pointed out with amusement. "But no, I don't need to drug you, Sadie." He smiled at me and I felt tingling sensation between my legs. And to ease the discomfort I took several gulps of wine.
I am not attracted to him. I refuse to be.
We ate in silence until our plates were empty. And I wondered what Silvio Salvatore had in store for me. He was going to stay here tonight and I had no idea how would I dodge him this time. Thousands of scattered emotions were piercing me. And I let them because I know of he wanted me, no one could save me from him. Cause his desire for me was showing in his actions.
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