Puttana III
Camila's POV
Fuck, he hasn't seen my message and somethings telling me it's gonna make him angrier.
I hold my breath but just as he goes to check his notification, Nico speaks, causing him to disregard his phone next to him and give his attention to Nico.
"I'm tired of waiting." He drawls and I glance at him from the corner of my eye. He's now got a joint in his hand and he's smoking it, while taking a sip out of the glass of alcohol he has in his other hand.
I blink away my judgement but can't help but think how mixing narcotics is definitely not safe.
Alejandrosighs taking a puff of his cigar as he leans back and spreads his legs. My eyes try to find his to say 'help me out here' but he simply glances at me and raises a brow as if to say 'I told you so.'
And then he's full on ignoring me and narrowing his eyes at Nico.
My hands ball into fists.
"It's not that easy, you'll have to wait." Is all Alejandrosays.
Nico meets Alejandro's gaze with an annoyed one of his own while I shift uncomfortably. They were speaking as if I wasn't here and something tells me that it's best to keep my mouth shut.
" I don't like waiting." He drawls, leaning back and bringing the joint up to his lips to take another hit. "The solution to your problem is simple."
I get Nico ignoring me but Alejandro? My anger spikes as I glare at the side of his head.
"Find a way to get that little bitch to tell her daddy to finalise the deal, fucking marry her if you have to." Nico says and then he nods towards me once. "Or I kill the girl." He states simply.
My eyes widen and before I can even think I'm speaking. "What?!" I breath, gathering both men's attention.
Alejandro's face tells me that I should shut up, while Nico turns his head to finally look at me. His tongue pokes the side of his cheek and he blinks at me. "Haven't you heard what they say about nosy people?"
I snap my mouth shut and ignore Alejandro's warning look. They couldn't expect me not to listen when I was sitting right here.
I shake my head and for the first time his face relaxes like he's about to enjoy something. "I'll give you a hint." He smiles but it's far from nice. "It's got something to do with this." He lightly brings his finger out to tap the space of my forehead between my brows. "And this." He says and in the blink of an eye he's lifting an object up in his left hand.
I feel the cold barel of a gun hit the space on my forehead and my heart stops. My breath catches in my throat at how fast and quietly he was able to pull out a gun.
And when my terrified eyes stare into his, satisfaction passes through them. "Now, why don't you shut up before your whiny little attitude starts to really piss me off."
And then I hear the clicking of another gun and I turn to see Alejandro aiming his gun at Nico from his place across from us. "Cut it out." Alejandro says, his tone one of annoyance instead of alarm.
Nico doesn't look fazed, instead he sighs and throws his gun on the table before leaning back. "Lighten up, Alejandro. I'm just having some fun. For someone who's dicking down a girl with a body like this you sure are uptight."
"Basta così, stronzo." Alejandro bites harshly and then he looks at me tossing his gun on the table and patting his thigh, "Camila , vieni qui." He commands. (That's enough, asshole | Camila , come here)
I sit up prepared to move over towards him but then I decide better of it and I stay rooted to my spot while narrowing my eyes at the asshole.
Fuck you.
His eyes blaze, telling me he's outraged by my behaviour. "Camila ." It's a warning and when I look into his eyes there's a familiar glint in them.
The same glint from earlier. This is grounds for punishment.
Screw him and his punishments. I needed to prove my point and I didn't care if it wasn't the right time.
This was my big fuck you to Alejandro.
He realizes I'm not gonna listen and his jaw ticks before he sits up, throwing his cigar on the ash tray.
But before he can say anything we're cut off by Nico who chuckles. The sound is deep and scratchy. It sounds odd out of his mouth, he didn't strike me as the amused type. But then when I glance at him I figure he's probably just extremely high.
He shakes his head and leans back as he looks at Alejandro. "All this trouble for a spoiled little rich girl and you're not getting any pussy?"
Alejandro's annoyance grows and he shakes his head as he turns to distract himself with reaching for his phone while Nico lines up another line of white powder.
I hold my breath as I watch Alejandro open his phone and check his messages, and when he freezes and slowly lifts his head a pool of regret forms in my stomach.
What was I thinking sending that text and photo?
I watch Alejandro as his eyes slowly rake my figure and pause on the space between my legs where I seem to be sitting with my legs slightly parted. His face heats up and his eyes harden when he comes in contact with my bare pussy.
I instantly snap my legs shut remembering that I wasn't wearing any underwear but it's too late. The damage is already done and by the look of pure anger on Alejandro's face, I really outdid myself.
Not to mention the text I sent made it seem like I was going out to look for someone else to satisfy me.
I fucked up. Big time.
The next thing I know Alejandro's standing up and yanking me up with him. He nods at Nico who simply nods back and looks between us. "Get your shit done. I'm losing patience." He calls but Alejandro turns and pulls me away and I look back at the terrifying man watching us.
If Nico didn't kill me, Alejandro was definitely going to.
He drags me towards the stairs, pulling me into his side. "You're gonna wish you never even stepped foot in this club by the time I'm done with you." He seethes in my ear and I instantly regret ever sending him that text.
If what I did earlier was grounds for punishment. This was grounds for something worse.
He drags us down the stairs and throughout the sidelines of the crowd. But just when I think this night couldn't get any worse, Ander rushes up to us and engulfs me in a goodbye hug.
He moves forward and places a kiss on my cheek. "I wish you the best. I hope you find someone that will finish you with pleasure." He says and although his English is broken, Alejandro tenses and his hold tightens next to me and I can tell he gets the just of what Ander is hinting at.
Well this was all backfiring.
Alejandro remains irreily quiet on the ride home while I fidget in my seat and try to gain my sense of strength.
He's a ticking time bomb and I try to diffuse him by trying to explain myself but it's like he's not listening to me because he doesn't respond or acknowledge me.
That is until we get out of the elevator and into the penthouse. He moves towards the living room and I follow after him, trying to gouge his reaction but all he does is throw off his blazer.
"Do you know how difficult you just made things for me?" He seethes turning around to stare at me.
It's the first words out of his mouth since we left and they tick me off. "Well maybe if you told me that you were going to be at the club when I asked to go this morning we wouldn't be in this mess." I say rolling my eyes.
He moves forward and grips my chin. "Don't fucking roll your eyes at me." He spits.
I look up at him and my own anger flares. Maybe it wasn't the right time to test him especially since I knew how cruel some his punishments could be, but I was sick of always being so submissive to him.
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