Episode 20

Vicenzo extended his hand to Amanda, assisting her as she boarded the aircraft. Once inside, she settled into the supple leather of the comfortable seat while he took the seat opposite her. Curious, she inquired, "Where's Victor? Isn't he coming with us to Italy?" Regretting her question immediately, she noticed his annoyed glare.

"Why do you ask about Victor? You've only met him for a few hours and you're missing him already?" he said, aggravation tingeing his voice. He gestured for the pilot to take off and leaned forward, eyeing her with an angry intensity.

"Or are you scared that due to your defiance, I'll deem you not worth the risk to my family, to others, to the business, and decide to hand you over to that sadistic old man? Is that why? Did you plan to give yourself to my cousin, use the opportunity while I'm away from you, and then seek his help to escape in return for your little favor?" His voice was a sinister blend of calm and rough, and although it seemed composed, she knew he was very angry.

Amanda had no intention of surrendering herself as he had accused her, but she would never reveal her fear that he might leave her at the mercy of a man known for finding pleasure in others' pain. Worried by this knowledge, and because he accused her of wanting to sleep with Victor to escape—a thought that had never crossed her mind—she retorted impulsively.

"If you really want to know, enduring the hands of a sadist might be preferable to enduring the company of a megalomaniac and narcissist like you, who thinks everyone should conform to your will and that the world revolves around you. Since I arrived at your house, you've done nothing but order me around and use me for your compulsive sexual desires," she snapped angrily, tossing her head to clear the persistent strands of hair from her eyes. Fueled by her rage, fear swept over her as his face twisted into an expression of pure fury.

"If you're so interested in a sadist's treatment, I can oblige, though it's not my usual preference," he growled furiously, snatching her hair in a swift motion and dragging her to the jet's rear bedroom, where he threw her onto the soft mattress. She landed face-down as he leaped onto her, tearing open the back of her dress before pulling her to her knees before him. Unzipping his trousers, he presented his rigid arousal.

"This is how he'd treat you. Now, do as you're told—no teeth. Or you'll be punished. Understood?" He commanded, yanking her hair to force her gaze to meet his while he spoke.

"Vicenzo, please let go of my hair, you're hurting me," she pleaded, her eyes searching his for a sign of release.

"You said it might be better to be with a sadist than with me. I'm showing you what that would be like once I deliver you to Don Luigi. Although the way I'm treating you now suits my dominant style better. Unlike a sadist who takes pleasure from pain, I appreciate dominance," he replied with no sign of mercy.

"I'm supposed to do what you're demanding, but I've never done it before," she confessed, noticing the slackening grip in her hair, the pressure easing.

His smirk broke through at her admission; despite her innocence, he knew she truly lacked experience in the act of fellatio. Drawing her into his arms, he claimed her lips fervently—the passion overwhelming Amanda until she could only close her eyes and surrender to his devouring kiss.

Suddenly, he lifted Amanda off the ground, wrapping her legs around his hips as he cornered her against the edge of the jet's interior. Pulling her underwear aside, he entered her with a single forceful thrust.

Amanda let out a scream, a blend of pain and delight echoing through the airplane cabin. Vicenzo thrust faster and with more vigor, bringing Amanda closer to the brink. Her moans became uncontrollable.

"That's it, I love hearing you moan for me, my delectable whore," Vicenzo rasped out, his voice thick with arousal.

"Come for me, my little whore," he urged, excitement mounting. Emboldened by his lewd words and husky tone, Amanda's arousal intensified, resulting in a staggering orgasm that left her dazed and limp in Vicenzo's arms. As she screamed his name at her climax, he too found his release, growling deeply—an animalistic sound—and filled her completely with his seed.