Episode 15

Vicenzo soon concluded from Amanda's complaints that she expected from him something he was truly unwilling to offer.

"So that's your issue? You expect me to lay here with you, caressing your hair, whispering sweet nothings in your ear like some lovesick fool?" he said, laughing mockingly at her.

As she remained silent, he kept talking.

"Look, I've told you before, you're no different from Sabrina or any of the others I've been with, that's why I act the same with you as I do with all of them. I finish my business, take a shower, and if I want them again, I'll look them up. If I'm satisfied, I go on to less pleasurable tasks," he added, moving towards her again, roughly grabbing her wrist and pulling her toward his body. Amanda tried to push him away, struggling against his embrace.

"Let go of me! You're nothing but a chauvinist pig who thinks every woman should submit to your desires," Amanda spat out angrily, frustrated by her own weakness and inability to match his strength and muscular build.

"So far, you're the only one who's complained. The others are very willing. They even beg to be dominated," he retorted, now pinning her arms behind her with just one hand.

"Then why don't you go find one of them?" she shot back, enraged and, despite herself, jealous of this conceited, arrogant man, panting and weary from her attempts to break free. Suddenly, Vicenzo released her, and that's when she realized that in her struggle, her towel had come undone, leaving her completely exposed.

He had noticed her nudity before she did, as his excitement mounted with her breasts brushing against his bare chest as she writhed to escape. He wanted to take her fiercely, to lose himself in her, to prove that she desired him as much as he wanted her. But knowing she was no different from the others, except perhaps for playing hard to get, eventually complying like when she was on all fours in bed, enjoying every second of their encounter. Yet he stepped back, unable to let this defiant girl cause him to lose focus on the troubles at his company, which served as a front for his illicit dealings. At that moment, his attention was required for a purchase and sale agreement where some shareholders thought they could renege on their word. He would demonstrate what few knew—that besides being the CEO of the country's most prestigious tech company, he was also Vicenzo Salvatore, the mafia Capo many had challenged but few had lived to tell about.

"Today, I neither have the patience nor the time to prove that even if you'd sooner die than admit it, should I wish it, you'd be moaning with desire in my arms," he said, heading toward the closet to pick up a white, long-sleeved button-down shirt, slowly fastening it while eyeing Amanda, who sat on the bed, wrapped in a sheet clutched to her chest. She stayed silent, fearing that meeting his gaze would affirm his claims. He continued to speak.

"I shouldn't be telling you this, to spare you romantic fantasies like any eighteen-year-old girl, but I will anyway. Do you know why, before taking you passionately last night, I mentioned I'd get what you desired from me? Despite my efforts—and Sabrina knows how to please a man like me—I couldn't enjoy it as much as she wished," he said, approaching her, grasping her chin, forcing her to look at him.

"Because while Sabrina's ample, artificial breasts were pressed against my face, I was thinking of another pair of perfect, small, natural, and firm breasts with pink nipples," he confessed, caressing one breast over the sheet then continued.

"Those that drive me wild with desire just thinking about them," he added, prolonging the torture with slow, sensual strokes. Then he removed his hand from her breast, moving up to Amanda's soft, full lips, tracing them with his thumb.

"And when she attempted to gift me with a pleasure she is quite skilled at, all I imagined were these soft lips wrapped around me, driving me mad with the desire to take you in every possible way," he declared, now noticing that she was becoming aroused by his words alone, her breathing quickened and her nipples more pronounced beneath the sheet.