♥ Chapter 7 ♥
Caterina Vossini.
A week later.
During that week, my mind couldn't get away from my little one. Even with my life full of commitments and obligations, he was a constant presence in my thoughts.
I spent the last few days immersed in the mafia's operations, supervising the creation of new drugs. I watched every step of the process closely, ensuring that purity and efficacy were maintained, as any failure could jeopardize our profits and reputation. Meanwhile, my eyes were often lost in thoughts of him, that young man who had awakened something deep inside me.
As well as drugs, I was also checking the profits from our prostitution houses. Sitting in my luxurious office, I reviewed detailed financial reports and checked the accounts, looking for any irregularities. The figures were impressive, but they couldn't distract me for long. My mind always went back to him. I wanted to know what he was doing and how he was feeling. Did he think about me as much as I thought about him?
My meetings with henchmen and associates were constant. Boris and Vladimir were working hard to get more information about my boy. They sent trusted men to investigate his past and find out every detail of his life before he disappeared in New York. I eagerly awaited the full reports, but every scrap of information I received only increased my curiosity and desire. Knowing that he came from an ordinary life, with parents who were still looking for him, made my obsession even more intense. I wanted to know every detail and every secret hidden under that innocent gaze.
My nights were particularly difficult. Lying in my huge bed, I would think back to the brief encounter we had. The fear in his eyes, the hesitation in his voice—these memories kept me awake, fueling my fantasies. I longed to see him again, to feel his presence, and to explore more of his purity. The contrast between his innocence and my darkness excited me in a way that no one else could.
Even amid the chaos of my world, he was the calm I sought. His image accompanied me in every meeting and in every decision I made. I knew that soon he would be completely mine, and that certainty gave me an even greater sense of power. My little one had no idea what was coming, but I was determined to show him. He would be mine in every way, and I wouldn't let anything stand in my way.
The desire to have him consumed me, and I knew that the wait would soon be over. Every move I made and every plan I executed brought me closer to that moment. Axel would be mine, and I couldn't wait to claim him once and for all.
*****
At this very moment, I'm taking a very cold shower. The cold water runs down my body, trying to extinguish the flames of desire that an erotic dream has just ignited. I dreamt about my boy, Axel, in such a vivid and intense way that just remembering it drives me crazy. But I'm not going to touch myself, no matter how much my body begs for relief. I have more important things to do. Boris and Vladimir are waiting for me in the office with all the information about him.
I take a long shower, letting the cold water try to calm the excitement coursing through my veins. My body was throbbing with desire, but I had to keep it under control. I finished the shower and dried off slowly, each movement a battle against the urge to succumb to temptation. I take a deep breath and go to my closet.
Furthermore, I chose a pair of tight black jeans, which fit my legs precisely. The black leather top is the next piece, highlighting my relentless presence. I tie my hair up in a high ponytail, leaving my face completely exposed. I put on my high-heeled boots, the sound of each step on the marble floor echoing through the mansion.
Furthermore, I leave the room and start walking towards the office. My steps are slow, and anxiety bubbles up inside me—a mixture of excitement and desire. I need to know more about him. Every piece of information is a step closer to having him completely under my control.
As I walk, my mind drifts back to the dream. I remember the feeling of having him under me and the way he reacted to my touch. The excitement rises again, but I keep it under control. Today, I'm going to know everything about my boy. Every detail will be mine. And then I can finally have him the way I want him.
When I reach the office door, I stop for a moment to compose my expression. I can't let all my desires show. I take a deep breath and open the door, ready to listen to everything Boris and Vladimir have to say.
Likewise, I enter the office with a cold, closed expression. Boris and Vladimir are standing with their hands behind their backs, like perfect soldiers. I walk over to my desk and sit down, keeping my gaze fixed on them.
''Where's the information? '' I ask coldly.
Vladimir hands me a folder. I take it, cross my legs, and start reading.
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