Episode 11

FIORELLA FERRAZ

As Jared was about to touch his lips to mine, I could feel the warmth of his mouth on mine, the door to his room burst open with a bang. I screamed and covered my ears at the loud noise. I looked at the door and saw a furious Argo Romanov.

"What the hell, Dad. You broke the door!"

My heart raced as I saw the broken door and him standing in front of it. He flexed his arm muscles and jaw, entered and pushed his son onto the bed.

"What the hell, man. Are you crazy?"

"Shut up! Jared." he commanded and turned to stare at me. I could feel my soul leaving my body. "What are you doing in a man's room?"

"She's my fiancée, Dad."

"It doesn't matter, kid. You trying to have sex before marriage?" he pointed his finger at me.

I had to think to answer his question, this jerk insulted me, I thought quickly and said:

"And what if I wanted to? The agreement didn't say that sex was only after marriage, Mr. Argo." when I spoke with a trembling voice, even Jared looked at me.

"You stay here." Argo pointed at his son and looked at me again. "You, come with me."

After this embarrassment, I didn't have the mood for anything else in this damn house. I just followed the furious man.

He went down the stairs, I followed. He crossed a long corridor, opened a door, waited for me to enter and locked it.

"What were you doing in that boy's room?"

"That boy is your son and my fiancé, Mr. Argo."

"I don't want you two so close until you get married, understood?"

"Why not?"

"Because I'm in charge here! And I don't want it, is that enough?" he pulled a chair, grabbed my arm and forced me to sit.

My pussy started pulsating already. Everything about him is delicious, even his anger. And this seems more like jealousy than anything else. He doesn't have a plausible reason to give me. "Because I said so" is not an answer.

"Why did you forbid my fiancé from kissing me?"

He leaned over my body and held both sides of the chair, trapping me between the chair and him.

"You'll kiss each other only after this marriage." he looked at my mouth. "Have you ever been kissed?"

When I realized he took too long staring at my lips, I licked them. I remembered Jared and found it too sexy, so I did the same with his father.

"My father never let a man get so close to me."

"Damn." I felt him shudder when I confessed.

"I just wanted to know how it feels. I wanted..."

"Wanted?"

"I wanted to explore my own... body."

Argo sighed slowly. Wow, I really want to kiss him. It would be incredible if my first kiss was like this, with him. Fuck... he's married! When I remembered Loretha, I pushed his body easily and stood up from the chair.

"I'll go back to my room." I tried to open the door, it was locked. "Can you please unlock it?"

"I don't want you two so close." he said, approaching me.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Argo. I can't promise that to you." I wanted to provoke him, he can't control me like this.

"If I find out that..."

"What are you going to do? Hit me? Kill me? Tie me up? Torture me?"

"Don't give me ideas, I liked all of those, especially the last two."

I feel so attracted to this man. And the way he speaks, half angry, half seductive.

"If not with your son, it will be with someone else. I won't get married as a virgin, I'll kiss someone, you can be sure of that."

"Fiorella." his voice deepens. I get scared, because it's the first time I hear him say my name. "I will warn you one more time. If you challenge me like this, if you kiss Jared or any other bastard, I swear you will regret it."

I shivered looking up to try to meet his gaze. But I didn't feel fear, I felt desire.

"I won't kiss, Mr. Argo. I'll give myself to the first person who wants me, I won't get married as a virgin, and that's that."

He ran his hand over his mouth and closed his eyes. I could see fire coming out of his ears. Argo stepped back, grabbed the phone on the table and looking at me, said:

"I want twice as many security guards in this damn house. Fiorella Ferraz is prohibited from leaving through these gates without my permission, understood?" I swallowed hard when he spoke and hung up the phone.

"Argo!" Loretha pounded on the door behind me.

I remained motionless, not giving a damn about her wanting to come in. I can't let him control me like this. Argo quickly came towards me and pressed his hand over my mouth.

"Be quiet," he whispered.

I removed his hand from my mouth and took advantage of the situation.

"She knows that you want to keep me locked up here. She knows that you forbid me from kissing my own fiancé."

"Stop talking and hide behind the table."

"The hell I will," I whispered.

"Argo, I know you're in there."

"Fine, don't hide, I'll come up with something."

"I'll tell her that you forbid your son from kissing me, I swear I will if you don't call off your goons and revoke what you ordered."

"Not a chance. You won't leave this house without my permission."

"MRS. LORETHA, JUST A MINUTE!"

"Fiorella? What are you doing here?"

"You bitch. Fine! I'll do what you said, but keep your mouth shut, you damn bitch. And give me your cell phone."

"My cell phone?"

He took it out of my hands and put it in his pocket. He walked to the door, stomping his feet. I rushed to his desk and grabbed any piece of paper to pretend to read. Now this man is at my mercy. If he doesn't want his wife to find out, it means trouble for him. Knowing this was excellent, the best thing that has happened so far.

Upon opening the door, Loretha came rushing in.

"Why are you here, Fiorella?"

"I didn't want to, Mrs. Loretha, but Mr. Argo forced me."

"Forced?" she looks at him, who seems to be sweating at my words.

"I accidentally mentioned that I'm fluent in Spanish, and he wants me to translate this whole sheet for him."

"Spanish, Argo? I didn't know you had business in Latin America."

"I want to expand, Loretha. I have my eye on a few countries over there."

"And why was the door locked?"

"I didn't want to translate for him, Mrs. Loretha. I never accepted the fact that my father dealt with illegal things, so I refused to help him. He locked the door and practically forced me, saying that I eat his food for free and this was the least I could do."

Loretha starts laughing.

"That's totally my husband's style. Don't force the girl, my love."

"It's all right," I said, standing up. "I'll finish tomorrow." I looked at Argo one more time and left.

Now it's up to him, she seems to have believed it. I lied way too well, unfortunately. And I hope he keeps his promise, or his life will become a living hell for a month.

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