Chapter 24 Salvatore

"His wife will seek revenge on you. Don't you think it was better to end her with him?"
"No, she has something that belongs to me."
"Spanish bastard still has upper hand, I see."
Micah grumbled. His crisp yellow polo t-shirt hanging loosely on his lean yet tall frame. Pair of spectacles resting freely on his nose. His arms moving back and froth as he followed Silvio.
"And what about her? Are you going to take her to The Estate?" Micah asked, his brows slightly furrowed in confusion.
Silvio nodded before pulling Sadie out of the jet. Her struggles had died down, somewhere deep inside she knew it was futile to thrash. The grip Silvio had on her upper arm was hard like steel, she couldn't move without his permission even if she wanted to. The atmosphere had changed, the surroundings were different from the city she had spend her life in. She took a moment to scan the area, tall green canopies surrounding the perimeters, one couldn't even hear a single sound of life as far as her ears could hear, she could saw the faint structures of cars parked few hundred meters away from them.
"Can you atleast be gentle?" She snarled when Silvio almost made her trip over her own steps.
"Oh! Believe me, Cara.... I'm anything but gentle." His voice trailed, a soft hint of amusement in his rough voice. Sadie could saw slight twitch in his lips.
She scoffed.
"I just can't believe! He brought her here! Like HERE!" Sadie tried to ignore the disappointment in Miranda's voice, she could hear clicking of the woman's heels on cemented pavement, as she walked behind them. Sadie had been hearing Miranda cursing since Silvio told that Sadie would be living with him, much to her disappointment.
"Walk slower, you damn bastard!" Sadie found it hard to keep up with Silvio's long and fast steps. Her breath shortened and she panted when Silvio stopped walking.
She looked confusedly at him when he turned towards her.
"What're-"
She gave him a look as he leaned down and before she could register, he wrapped his arms behind her knees and with ease, he threw her over his shoulder.
She squealed.
"Put me down! HEY!" Sadie shouted, as her world turned upside down. Blood rushed into her brain, his broad shoulder pushing into her stomach.
"Shut up." Silvio growled. His raw voice making her still, her futile attempts to escape his grip were vanished like they never existed. He held the power over her and she hated how true it was.
Her hairs shielding her flushed cheeks but she could saw look of unhappiness on Miranda's face, her lips slightly downwards and her eyes narrowed on Sadie's face.
She looked displeased.
Sadie could make out a small smirk on Micah's face also, who was walking beside Miranda. He wiggled his brows at her when he caught her gaze.
Sadie couldn't feel more embarrassed.
Her breath suddenly hitched, when Silvio's hand knowingly yet sneakingly slided over her upper thigh. She was aware of the fact that her skirt was inappropriate for riding Silvio's shoulder, and she also knew her skirt had rided up.
She gasped when she felt his fingers caressing the inner side of her thighs.
Her body reacted accordingly.
"Silvio..." She gasped inaudibly when his fingers teased the corner of her lower lips. His hands weren't exactly touching where she wanted him to but his touch was making her insane for more.
She couldn't resist him.
She felt him roughly squeezing her butt cheeks under skirt as he mumbled.
"..Mine..."
Her heart squeezed.
She lowered her face, hiding the red tinted blush flushed all over her face.
Silvio smirked as he put her down and grabbed her waist as she stumbled backward.
"I haven't even started yet and your legs are shaking." Silvio chuckled deeply, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. She couldn't describe if she should be mad at him for kidnapping her or wet because of his teasing. Silvio smirked.
The bastard knew the effect he had on her.
Gently but firmly, he grabbed her arm and pushed her inside the car parking nearby. She was still flushed and didn't realised that he had already stepped inside.
She swallowed.
Tugging her skirt down, she adjusted herself and cowered towards the window, creating distance between him and her. But one thing she knew for sure.
It was going to be a long day.
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Silence drawned upon them. Unsaid words dancing between them. Silvio had maintained the distance from her throughout the car ride and she was grateful.
Unfamiliar surroundings greeted her on her way, tall canopies had vanished replaced with equally tall buildings. It wasn't hard for her to realise that they were driving through the city. People were everywhere, yet she felt isolated. Her chest tightened, her eyes tainted by the familiar feeling of solitude.
She was taken away from her freedom.
And she didn't knew if she would ever get it back.
She heard Silvio talking on his phone, his voice deel and rough, he looked slightly annoyed. His steely grey eyes hard, glistening with glint of disappointment.
She couldn't make out his words.
He was speaking in foreign language.
Italian, probably.
She pondered.
"Non mi interessa quale sia la tua scusa, Michelle, Voglio il settanta per cento di azioni." Silvio said monotonously.
Sadie ignored his comments.
It was futile.
She looked outside, slowly and gradually the city's cheers vanished replacing with serenity of tall trees. A slight panic rose inside her chest, was he going to kill her? She shook her head to get rid of the thought.
If he wanted he would've killed her long ago.
Two hours passed and Sadie grew impatient of her surroundings. Same trees and same landscapes greeted her again and again. Suddenly, the car took a left turn, the road was replaced with muddy one and Sadie frowned. Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped. Sadie furthermore frowned when other two cars parked right opposite to theirs.
"What- HOLY SPIRIT!" She gasped audibly.
Her eyes widened in astonishment, mouth slightly ajar.
In front of her was what one could easily mistook for a castle. Beautiful yet standing proudly in centre of woods was a three-storyed mansion, walls draped with off-white paint and golden decorations embedded here and there. She could saw that the windows were taunted with black semi see through glass. The large porch on which she was standing was covered with soft mattresses of grass, smooth and elegant. Her eyes forced her to watch the view when her ears shot up as car again started, it took her a second to realise that the driver had parked the car inside what seemed to be a garage.
Her eyes widened.
The garage was larger than the entire building she used to live in. She could see the cars parked inside, their metal shinning and she pondered how many more were behind them.
Silvio grabbed her arm again.
"Good evening, Mr. Salvatore."
A tall middle-aged man with white hairs and beard, wearing black pants and contrasting white shirt, with a small white towel like cloth draped over his arm, came into view.
She let Silvio drag her towards the front doors as others followed behind them.
"Evening, Alfred. Did you completed your task?"
Silvio asked, his black boots slamming against the softness of grass. Sadie swallowed.
How rich was he exactly?
"Sí, Master Salvatoré." Alfred bowed his head and followed behind the mba who was his master.
Sadie couldn't keep up with his long strides, her heels were barrier, so were her legs. She almost tripped when Silvio roughly puller her inside the tall wooden brown doors.
Sadie's breath hitched.
If outside was attractive, then the insides were extravagant. The mansion screamed luxury, every single thing, furniture, the paintings, everything looked expensive. Even the carpet she was standing on looked soft under her heels.
The entrance was astonishingly beautiful, just like the man holding her arm.
Silvio didn't waited for her to examine the insides when he ascended the long staircase that Sadie failed to notice earlier. She wondered where he was dragging her.
"Where are you taking me?" She asked, her voice awfully calm, with hidden fear and anger lying underneath.
Silvio ignored.
She realised others had stopped following them.
Silvio dragged her on the second floor, through a long hallway when he stopped near tall black wooden doors. Sadie gulped hardly and gave him a anxious look.
"You can let me g-"
"Shut up." Silvio snorted.
His grip tightening on her arm.
With another hand, he placed his thumb on right corner of door and with a ping sound, the door opened. Sadie frowned when the door opened.
She scanned.
The room was twice the size of her apartment. The black walls of room made it look intimidating, and white sheer curtains with tint if grey in them allowed the pink hue of sunlight enter inside the room.
A sharp scent of male perfume with sweetness of choclate and mint-cinnamon ecsence welcomed her,, embosoming her in opulent fumes that caressed her nostirls. Her gaze landed on bed, covered with black sheets. Four additional pillows, decorated with warm grey and white oriental patterns, seemed to burst out from the deep black wall behind them, advancing even further the proposal of dozing away in a kaleidoscopic dream.
Above the bulky bed, a chromatic dance of red shades decorated the cobalt tinted wall: less number of paintings were in the room, adorned with writings and evocative images. The room was simple yet intimidating. She could easily tell who was the owner.
Silvio Salvatore.
Sadie gasped when Silvio pushed her towards the bed and stepped inside. Her body quivered as she stumbled upon her heels and fell on the bed. Sadie watched in panic as door closed behind them. Thousands of dirty thoughts ran across her mind. Silvio looked intimidating, more than earlier. His face was stoic, no amusement shown yet his eyes held mischief.
His arms flexed as he opened the first two buttons of his coat. His eyes running across her body with unjustified lust.
"What're-"
"Strip."
Her eyes widened for a fraction of time as her heart beat accerelated. Her eyes roamed over his body as he took his coat off before carelessly throwing it on couch nearby. Something twisted inside her stomach deliciously.
She could saw the muscles underneath his white shirt, his veins protruding as he opened the buttons of his shirt.
His eyes not leaving her.
There was something about his gaze that was making her nervous and anxious. The intense, ravenous hunger in his gaze was tormenting her. Her eyes barely had time to saw his scar filled chest when he tossed the shirt aside and crawled on top of her.
"Silvio-"
"On you knees." He ordered as he flipped her around. She barely had time to register what he was doing before he pushed her skirt upto her waist and tore off her panties. A cool breeze tickled her bare backside as he forcibly pushed her onto her knees.
"Silv-vvviiiiioooooo!" She gasped as his mercilessly pushed his thick two fingers inside her tight canal from behind. Her pussy already wet.
Silvio sat behind Sadie and palmed her ass with other hand before landing a loud slap on her naked ass. He spread her cheeks apart and gazed at her holes.
His fingers pumped in and out as she panted. His hand wrapped around her thigh before his third finger joined his other two and his thumb massaging her clit. And coating his fingers with her juices.
"Oh God!" Sadie nearly collapsed on bed? as Silvio's finger conquered her pussy without mercy. She squealed as his thumb caressed her anus as his fingers never missed a beat, exploring every corner.
"You're in my territory, Sadie...atlast, I have you where I wanted."
Sadie graoned with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment as sh already felt herself cumming. Silvio's fingers held such power in their strokes that it shook her to core. That this man could make her come undone so quickly from few strokes made her both concerned and? embarrassed.
"Barely two minutes, and you've already come," he said pulling his fingers out.
Sadi panted breathlessly as Silvio her onto her back. She looked up at him with anger as he stared down at her with rather authoritative gaze.
His hand descended down to her chest as he started to unbutton. "You take orders rather slowly..." He said.
Sadi swallowed hard as she slapped his hand away.
"N-no..." Sadie breathed out.
Silvio raise a brow as he sat back down in front of her and abruptly pulled her up until her chest was pressed against his naked one. He held her gaze as she tried to look unaffected.
A lie.
"No?...Are you denying me, Sadie?" He said lowly.
Sadie words got stuck in her throat. He had managed to cage her with his eyes. All she could do was stare.
"Are you, Cara?" He asked again. His hand slowly crawled towards her neck as he gripped her neck with a gentle yet firm grip before pulling her closer.
Silvio leaned, his eyes boring into her, he gently caressed his lips with her as his hand maneuvered to his pants to free his thick length.
Sadie looked down to see his massive erected member before he grabbed her face and lifted her head to meet his hungry gaze.
"I'm claiming this, Sadie. This pussy is mine. To play, to eat and to fuck as I please.... whenever I please, do you understand?"
Sadie looked into his steels grey eyes and could've swore that he was asking for her soul. It terrified her that he was demanding not asking.
"Do you, sweetheart?" Silvio put pressure on her neck and squeezed it lightly.
"Y-yes..." Sadie whimpered. His lips slammed against hers as his tongue found it's way in her mouth.
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