Chapter 17 Grey glare

I pushed him away but his muscular frame remained unbothered.
"Wh-what're you doing?" I breathed out in pants. He leaned down and looked so intently in my eyes that I could saw flecks of blue in his steely grey eyes. "Don't push me away again." He snarled angrily, his hands tightened on my waist, as he pulled me flushed towards his chest.
I looked at him startled not understanding his sudden infatuation with me. I shrieked when he suddenly pushed me towards the railing, my stomach hit the lean rods, as he caged me between him and railing, my back collided with his front.
Unable to make a move to get away, I sensed him leaning in, nuzzling his face in my neck. His arms wrapped tighter around my body and he lowered his lips to the nape of my neck.
"You're a fucking masterpiece, Cara..." he groaned against my skin, making me whimper and clutching the railing with my hands tightly. I hated him but my body was seeking his touch. It was not good for me nor my heart.
His hands slided into the slit of my dress as he rubbed my bare thighs. He grinded his hips against my backside and I could feel the hardness protruding from his pants.
"S-silvio! Please!" I panicked as he traced the hem of my panties with his long fingers, his touch hard and addictive. No matter how much I was attracted to him, I couldn't afford to let him had his way with me.
My mind froze when he tugged the straps of my dress down and kissed my exposed shoulder. He was pulling my dress down, oblivious that might someone be watching us. Maybe he was doing it on purpose.
"Silvio! Leave!..please! That's not right!" I cried as he pulled my dress down, exposing my left breast. Cold air hit my naked breast as my nipples stood erect.
"All I want is pulling this dress off of you and bending you over this fucking rail as I punish you for disobeying me." He growled in my ear as he pushed his erection more hardly into me.
I was almost naked, with one tug and I would be a all bare to him. My breast was bare, along with my legs as he was rubbing his fingers on hem of my panties, purposely avoiding my core. I squealed when he abruptly turned me around and pressed his lips against mine with such force that I almost tripped off the rail, he pulled me closer when he bended a little, his hands find my thighs and wrapped them around his waist, hoisting me up.
I immediately wrapped my arms around his neck, afraid I might fall. My breathing shortened as he suck on my neck as his hands traveled up my thighs, beneath my dress.
"Stop!" I cried as loudly as I could but I was thousand percent sure that no one would hear me. These doors seemed soundproof. I could barely hear the speech Eric was giving.
"You didn't wore what I sent you... you're a bad girl, Sadie..." He moaned into my neck as his fingers tugged at my panties.
"Boss," a familiar voice entered my ears as I looked up, over Silvio's shoulder.
There stood Dante, with a hard look on his face and then the realisation hit me. I panicked as embarrassment engulfed me wholly. Silvio groaned against my skin, unaffected that his man had seen us like that. Silvio seemed unfazed. On other side, my face flustered red with embarrassment.
"What?" Silvio said without turning around, still sucking my neck like a hungry canibal. And here I was, starring at nothing, wishing for ground to split open and engulf me in.
"Dinner's ready," Dante said, his eyes still on me and I blinked away the tears of shame away. "And Miranda's here."
This seemed to caught Silvio's attention as he stopped and sighed before cursing under his breath. I tha ked the heavens as he put me down and blocked Dante with his huge body. I somehow knew how slutty I might be like this, with my dress unkempted. He tilted his head to side as I sniffled, my eyes refusing to meet his. Shame was there.
I jumped when I felt his hands pulling the straps up and he positioned my dress the way it should be. His hands shamelessly roamed freely as he positioned them on my waist.
"Dinner first," he said and I gasped as he unapologetically cupped my core over my panties. "Then dessert."
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I fucking want to leave this place!
I was sitting at beautiful wooden table draped with silk white cloth as I watched Dante coming and standing right behind my chair at some distance. I sighed and looked at tender pasta sitting in blacked of veggies. It looked like something off the fancy food restaurant.
"Food's amazing! You should try it." Eric said enthusiastically as he poked his roasted chicken and added few chilli flakes with rice and carrots before placing a mouthful in his mouth.
He might not see but he was under Silvio's Radar. Before leaving me all flustered on balcony, Silvio had exclusively ordered Dante to guard me, making sure I wouldn't leave this place without him. And since then, Dante was following me like a lost puppy.
Eric might had not noticed but Dante was following me all around.
"Yeah but I don't like chicken, Eric." I said, managing to place a spoonful of lasagna in my mouth.
Eric chuckled. "Well, you're missing the fun."
I scoffed inwardly. How killing and eating animals was fun?!
"I'm a boring person , Eric. Fun is not for me." I muttered as the aromatic spices bombarded my taste buds. It was freaking delicious. Eric hadn't heard because he was busy enjoying his chicken. And I was feeling more comfortable with Dante watching me like a creep.
I swallowed the lasagna hardly when my eyes roamed around the place. Few minutes ago, this hall was empty but now, the voids were covered with tables and silverware. It was converted into a fancy eating palce, with waiters carrying food and beautifully decorated flowers all over the place. On my left there was a couple, chatting and on my right-
What the fuck?!
What was he doing?!
My eyes landed on very familiar figure of Silvio Salvatore. And believe me this was a sight I could never forget. He was fucking eating a woman's face instead of dinner. And my heart squeezed painfully, I didn't knew why but I felt betrayed.
He had a woman on his lap and his hands were on her waist, clutching tightly. And believe me this woman was enjoying because her hands were in his hairs. Their mouths connected, bodies collided.
"Are you okay?" Eric's voice interrupted my view and I swallowed before nodding my head. So, I was a fucktoy for him? The one he could use whenever he wanted to?
"Anyways, how was my speech? I was hella nervous." Eric said. And I had lost interest, my mind on certain someone. My heart painfully beating as I prevented myself to look Silvio's way.
"Nice." So, the invalid infatuation and obsessive, malevolence he showed me few minutes ago was a lie. And again why was I feeling this way? That's what I wanted, right? For him to get away! Then WHY?!
"Thanks god you liked it. It's hard to impress you."
He gave me his attention for weeks, however he had a lover. Or was she someone who was his another toy like me. He was really a man whore!
"Sadie?"
You don't have to feel this way, Sadie! He's a nuisance son of a bitch! He can have whoever he want but he can never have you! You're a exclusive masterpiece which he can't afford!
"HEY!"
I jumped when a hand was placed on my wrists.
"What?" I said when Eric grabbed the something from my hands. I looked down in confusion when I saw that I was clutching a knife and the painful soreness in my knuckled were proof how hardly I had gripped them.
"I-I'm sorry." I said immediately. Eric didn't said anything but stare down at my hands before he lifted his accusing gaze and raised his brows.
"Did something happened?" He asked worriedly. Eric was a swet man, he didn't had to indulge in my business. He deserved peace and calmness unlike my chaotic life.
""No, why would you think that?" I laughed. And the look of disapproval he gave me, was dangerous.
I sighed.
"Tell me, Sad-"
"Oh! What a beautiful day it is, to see a beautiful lady in this boring seminar." Eric was rudely cut off by a man and by the looks he looked in his mid-forties, with a white mustachedface and slight grey hairs. He looked quiet young for his age.
"Hello, Mr. Morelli." Eric greeted standing up and I followed his actions. Morelli turned towards him and smiled, and it looked fake.
"Hello to you too, ahh.."
"Eric. Eric Smith." Eric introduced himself. And I already started hating this man.
"Eric, nice to meet you.." Mr. Morelli said before turning towards me with a smile that could make you melt.
"And you.."
"Sadie. Dr. Sadie Quintin." I said proudly. And little bit of confidence I had. His mouth twisted in a smirk as he took my hand in his and before I could contemplate, he was kissing my hand.
"Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Quintin." He didn't said Dr. A fucking lunatic asshole!
"Pleasure's all mine, Mr..." I let my sentence hang, for him to know that I could pretend to not know him too.
He laughed before throwing his head back.
"I like this one." He said and I didn't missed the evilness glinting in his eyes. I smiled tightly as I pulled my hand back.
Eric fake coughed and I knew he was feeling uncomfortable with the situation.
"Morelli! Ahh! Long time no see." Why he always had to show his dirty hamdsome, attractive and cunning face wherever I go!
Silvio walked towards us like he owned this goddamn place, a fact, but he still had no right to interrupt in my conversations. I fucking hated this lunatic son of a rascal!
Colour drained from Morelli's face as he swiftly turned around, his face was priceless. "M-Mr. Salvatore!" Morelli said, his hands slightly shaking as Silvio shook hands with him. I scoffed. This man knew how to make people fear him.
Silvio Salvatore arrogantly raised his head high and that's when I noticed another presence among us. She was dolled up from top to bottom, her black raven hairs twisted in a sleek high ponytail, eyes glistening with shimmery eye shadows. And her figure! Slim, curvaceous, and tall, almost reaching Silvio's ear wearing heels.
?
Her skin tone matching white skin draped over tables, looked as smooth as velvety lasta I was having few minutes ago. Her chamapagne brown eyes sparkling with lights, looking forward. Her coral black hairs crashing over her shoulders in a sleek ponytail. Her lips looking extra pink by the kiss Silvio gave her earlier.
And her dress! Oh my god! It was sparkly, and were those diamonds I saw?! Freaking hell! Okay okay! Lemme breath.
I breathed in deeply and again unintentionally my eyes landed on her. Her face was glowly and perfected shaped. In my words, she was combination of hot and sexy with sass dancing on her fingers.
"Ms. Miranda!" Morelli seemed to notice her now too.
She rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Your charm ain't gonna work on me, Michael." She scoffed and I held back a snicker. So this was his name, Michael Morelli.
I suddenly felt insecure. Of course Silvio would chose her over me! And why the fuck was I thinking this?!
"I am not trying to woo you, Ms. Miranda. Infact my eyes are somewhere else.." Morelli said and my eyes unknowingly moved towards silvio, who seemed unaffected.
"Brunettes aren't your thing, Morelli."
"Nor were they yours, Mr. Salvatore."
Silvio's jaw twitched and my heart squeezed. Brunettes weren't his thing? Then why he had me wrapped around his little finger.
"Assured Michael. I'm just one of his flings." Miranda laughed, her arm wounded around Silvio's. Fling? Was I one of his flings too? The nights he had spend in my apartment, with me, wrapped in same sheets, and I was just his fling?
My throat tightened.
"E-Excuse me." I managed to let out. And without looking at anyone I rushed towards bathrooms. I needed to clear my mind for good. Heart clenching feeling was intensifying the passing step I was taking towards the bathrooms.
Brunettes aren't my thing.
His words, pierced me like someone had sliced my throat with a dull knife and I felt like I was choking on my own blood. Men! I hate men!
Tears were pricking my eyes and blinked them away, and when I was about two meters away from the bathroom, when someone stepped from the corner.
"Michael..." I breathed in.
"Ms. Quintin.." what was he doing here?! I unknowingly took a step back when he stepped forwards completely showing himself. When did he followed me? Why was he here?
"Why are you here?" I sounded rude. And suddenly I didn't cared.
He smirked.
"Can we talk." He smirked.
"What you wanna talk?" I muttered. My legs ready to run off if he tried anything.
"Somewhere else where we can't be seen...or heard.." he smirked as he swiftly grabbed my arm, preventing me to take another step back.
"Michael!!" I snarled as he started dragging me. "Stop! Leave me!"
I digged my nails in his skin but he kept dragging until he pulled me around the corner and into a darkly lit room.
I heard the door close before Michael slammed my head against the wall. I groaned in pain as sharp pain resonated through my skull.
"Michael.." I groaned out. "Leave me.."
He ignored me as he swiftly grabbed my arms and pinned them bove my head. Pain was too much to bear, my head was pounding, black dota dancing in front of my eyes.
"STOP YOU BASTARD!" I screamed loudly, ig oring my pain as I managed to push him away and instinctively slapped him hard across the face. His nostrils flared as he raised his hand nd backhanded me hard across the face.
I was in more shock that this guy had audacity to put his hands on me then the stinging sensation of the slap.
"Fuck you!" I growled as I punched his on his nose breaking it in process.
Where was this courage when Silvio harrassed you, huh?!
"Bitch!" He snarled as I rushed for the door when I felt him grab my waist and yank me back and throw me on the floor. My feet got stuck in fabric of my dress as I tried to crawl away from him, but he quickly landed on top of me, trapping me between his arms.
"STOP! GET OFF ME!" I screamed as I slapped him again. But he grabbed both of my hands and pinned them down with his one, as the other pulled my dress up to my waist.
I snarled in anger as i tried to kick him when suddenly I saw his head turn all the way around accompanied by a loud snap.
I mouth parted in shock as his body crumbled to the ground and I saw Silvio standing above me.
His angry grey eyes glared down at the corpse before they rose to meet my shocked ones and they hardened further.
"Y-You kille-"
I panicked.
He killed him.