Episode 18

At dawn, Otavio awakens to find Bianca lying across him and smiles proudly; it's been a long time since Otavio has had a full night's sleep without his infernal nightmares.

He carefully rises to not disturb Bianca and heads to the bathroom for his morning hygiene routine and a shower. Today he must take Bianca to that doctor – for all intents and purposes, she is there for the exam requested by the Mafia to assert that they have been intimate.

By the time he finishes his shower, Bianca is already awake and seated on the bed.

"Awake already, my little one?"

"Otavio, I am not little, and certainly not yours."

Otavio grins at Bianca's sharp retort and approaches her. Clad only in his underwear, with his member so hard it's nearly tearing through the fabric, his desire for Bianca grows day by day, and her refusals only drive him wild. He approaches her and guides her hand along his body.

"Yes, Bianca, you are mine. Your body is mine, every part of you. Feel mine? It is all yours. Feel how aroused I am because of you."

As he says this, Otavio leads her hand to his rigid member. Immediately, Bianca blushes deeply and tries to withdraw her hand, but Otavio holds it in place firmly, and his pride throbs in her touch. The size of it alarms her.

"Otav... Otavio... I... it's..."

"Quiet now, just feel how much I want you. I am all yours, Bianca. I am desperate to have you. Feel how it yearns for you."

Otavio whispers these words with a husky, sensual voice into her ear, then removes her hand and begins to kiss her unreservedly. Bianca is swept away by desire, unable to speak, only feeling each of Otavio's touches. He slips a strap off her baby doll, exposing one of her breasts. Just as Bianca tries to speak, Otavio captures her in a seductive kiss, while his hand caresses her firm, taut breast.

She arches with every touch. Bianca tries to remain strong, but her body is already surrendered to Otavio's large hands.

He descends with his kisses, and over the top of her shorts, he plants kisses on Bianca's intimacy, eliciting an immediate sigh of desire. Just as he is about to remove her shorts, Bianca regains her senses and pushes Otavio away.

"Otavio, I... I can't... it's..."

"My delectable little one, there's no need to say anything. I've already told you that sooner or later you will be mine. I'm in no rush. As for that tedious business of feelings, we'll build it together. I want you for more than just to satisfy me in bed; I want you as someone special by my side. I won't replace you as you imagine. So, you don't need to say anything. In time, you'll see I don't lie and my word is singular. And soon, you'll give in, and I assure you, you'll moan plenty for me."

"Wow, you have such a touching way of putting things."

"I've already told you I'm not the tender, affectionate type. I don't make love; I deliver pleasure in every way imaginable."

Flustered, Bianca watches as Otavio kisses her forehead and goes to finish dressing, while she collects clothes from the closet and heads for a shower and her morning routine.