Olivia blinked multiple times when Pedro lowered her into the hot tub full of bubbling water. The aching feeling ceased to exist at the warmth engulfing her. Pedro pinned her hair above so it couldn't get wet.
Already, she told him it was fine, but he was doing his thing.
“Get in,” Olivia whispered when the man half sat on the edge of the tub and stared at her. She was feeling strange and wanted him as close to her as possible.
“No, let me take care of you,” he whispered as he took a handful of the hot water and splashed it on her shoulders. Olivia shivered at the warmth.
“Please… just a little,” she pleaded with puppy eyes, a gesture he knew he wouldn't refuse her. Pedro stared at her for a short while, not sure if he was going to control himself. But her cute face made it impossible to resist.
“Hm,” he hummed with a light nod and rose to his feet. Olivia watched the man in anticipation as he stripped off his blazer and tossed it away. His gaze was on her as he tugged at his shirt from behind. Olivia sucked in her breath, such hotness, he stripped off his shirt and it was sent flying.
Wow, he was hot, so lean and refined. Her mind screamed out in excitement. She loved admiring him. And to know he just listened to her gave her an upper hand.
“Like what you see,” he said, jerking her back to her senses. Olivia realized she had been foolishly staring at him, eating him up.
“No… I…well…" how dare she get bewitched by him? The urgency to slap the smug across his face kicked in. But Olivia knew deep down she loved seeing him naked. She didn't think of any man who pulled off being naked like Pedro.
“Get in,” she said shyly, and Pedro pushed himself up and entered the tub. Shifting a little, Olivia hissed at the brush of his hairy leg against hers. He sank to the opposite side and gestured for her to join him. Without hesitation, Olivia did as told and found herself in his embrace. Pedro spread his legs and Olivia sat in between and rested her head on his chest. A long, satisfying exhale left her lips as she snuggled more to him.
“Stay with me… I want you like this,” Olivia muttered, closing her eyes when Pedro started drawing circles on her back, soothing her. The water warmed their bodies just the right way.
“What's gotten you like this?” Pedro whispered, lowering down to her shoulder and kissing her there. Olivia didn't know how to explain, but earlier she was frightened. Exchanging gunshots with those men frightened her. What if she had been shot? What if she died for real this time? She couldn't handle the idea of dying.
“Sweetheart, I'm here… I'm not going to leave you,” Pedro whispered while caressing her. She nodded and gripped his arm tightly. Just having him close was enough. After a while, he noticed she had fallen asleep. Pedro sighed helplessly, he thought something exciting would happen between them.
But she was already snoring.
“Let's get you out,” he muttered and got ready to rinse her off. It was getting cold, and he couldn't afford to see her fall ill.
Pedro managed to dress Olivia in something warm and tucked her in bed. Something about her behavior didn't sit well with him.
“Goodnight sweetheart,” he muttered, placing a kiss on her forehead, covering her up, leaving the room, closing the door and going straight to his room.
Upon entering the room, he found the lights turned off.
“What the…'' he didn't even take a step forward when the lights went on. Shockingly, he found a naked Corina kneeling in the center of the room… Glancing around, he saw all sorts of tools lying around.
“Just like the old times… I'm at your mercy, sir,” She said submissively with her head lowered.
“Get out,” Pedro spat out coldly as he walked right past her. Corina knew this was what she normally did in the past, and the man would ravish her until he was satisfied.
“Get the f**k out!” He yelled angrily, Corina's face turned sour as she rose to her feet. She spent hours making herself look beautiful. Just for the sake of those days, she had fun with him.
“Look at me Pedro… look at me and tell me you don't want me…,” Corina was desperate as she ran in front of him, showing him her body. She wasn't wearing a thing, this was the body he praised so much. That she was hot and sexy, “Touch me Pedro… ravish me, f**k me like you always did… I want you inside me,” she whispered innocently and took a few steps closer to him. He was avoiding her gaze. Of course, she knew he was too shy to take ownership.
“Baby my burning desires for you… I want you to punish me… “she muttered seductively as her hand rested on his chest, he didn't shove her away.
A good start, she thought in excitement.
“Your little kitten wants her master to use her… tie me up, spank me and spit on me and do everything to get pleasure,” she continued as her hand traveled down his abs, her breathing hyped up as she moved closer to him “Let's forget the world Sacha… you and I, having wild s*x… just like the old days” her hand brushed on his bulge and teased to grab him. The fabric keeping her from touching the throbbing flash made her angry, but soon she knew she'd get her way.
“Master, “she muttered and leaned on his chest, rubbing her face against his solid warm chest, she was already wet for him.
“Make me yours,” Corina raised her head to look at him. Why wasn't he acting, was he still thinking about her? Unexpectedly, Pedro grabbed her by her fragile neck and dragged her backwards until her bare back connected with the cold wall.
“Cheap slut… you are nothing but a little b**ch,” Pedro spat out as his grip around her neck tightened. Corina was having a hard time breathing, it was painful to bear and opening her tear-filled eyes. She met with monstrous eyes.
“She's not cheap, she doesn't stoop so low to get my attention… you are filthy, so disgusting… how dare you enter my room!” Pedro yelled this time and threw Corina away when she stumbled around and fell to the floor with a thud, choking and gasping for air. Lifting her head to look up, Pedro in one stride reached where she was.
“Don't compare yourself to her…” saying that, he grabbed her by the hair and forcefully dragged her miserable form toward the door. Pulled it open and tossed her out and slammed the door shut.
“Fucking b***h,” Pedro muttered out of frustration, he had never seen a cheap woman like her. How disgusting she was.
“You think you can treat me like this Pedro… but let's see how you act arrogant when I reduce you to what you've always been… our family pet,” she muttered as rage rose in her chest, resting her hand on the wall, Corina pushed herself up. The pain she suffered was nothing compared to what she was going to do.
“Pedro Ramirez… years ago, my mother bought you as our pet… our s*x slave… now you have the power… but let's see how you endure the same hell she made you go through,” she murmured with a mischievous grin as she walked to her closet. Some people forget easily that he was the king of his kingdom. But a slave was always a slave, she was the master. “Let's see how Olivia saves you from your past… I'll make sure you are ruined,” she knew what she had to do. If he didn't say no to her. Maybe just perhaps she would have forgotten about everything.
But Pedro had grown wings, he was playing with fire. No one knew about his childhood but her. She hated how they treated him back then and rescued him. He promised to be hers, but he broke that promise.
“Mother was right… men are filthy pigs, they deserve nothing but to be treated like animals they are,” she took out the straps and dog leash. A sinister smirk appeared on her face when she recalled who the dog leash belonged to
“Filthy dog," she tossed it away, he had forgotten how he crawled like some dog and ate from the floor, f**ked every woman presented before him. Corina took out all the things which brought nightmares to Pedro. His past was the only thing he feared in his life.