Chapter 5

“How dare she try to fool me?” Don questioned himself, indignant and unable to comprehend his emotions. He had caught her talking to another man.

Her boyfriend, maybe.

“The audacity!” He spat.

His thoughts were racing and he couldn't concentrate on the documents before him as he paced around his study room.

What was she doing to him?, he asked himself. He had never felt this way before, not even for a servant.

After hours of not focusing, he gave up. He realized he had to act quickly or the situation would worsen.

“A punishment would do.” He said to himself with a smirk.

She was his and his alone; no one, not even her boyfriend, could change that, he reasoned as he shouted out to Marcello.

“Yes, boss.”

“Get the girl, she will be coming with me.” He ordered.

“Yes boss” Marcello answered, knowing well not to ask a question.

***

Julia was seated in her room having nothing to do. She laid on her bed, looking at the ceiling while she plotted her escape route. She had concluded that she would rather die than be in the possession of one man.

Being kept in her room for hours, she wondered what her boss must be doing. Smoking, having sex, or maybe giving orders.

Julia rolled her eyes.

Flashbacks of their foreplay appeared in her mind; she attempted to dismiss them, but one thing was certain: she had enjoyed every bit of him and how he made her feel.

He looked sexy and had the sort of figure every girl wished for in a man, but she realized she had to confront reality for the sake of her survival.

“Guilia Bianchi,” Marcello called out as he entered the room.

She recognizes his voice from practically anywhere.

“What do you want?” Julia fired as she swiftly sat up.

“The boss needs you dressed up,” he said, “he wants you to accompany him out and that means you have to dress in a sexy way. You know what I mean, right?”

Julia did not answer. She merely wondered why the boss wanted her and where he was taking her.

“I need an answer!” he demanded.

“You know I am not deaf, right?” She shot back, not caring for her life.

Marcello could only give her a stern look, he wasn't allowed to hit her as per his boss' order.

This was strange in comparison to how his boss had handled the other girls; why was she special?

He could only ask, but no response came.

***

“Get in the car!” Don ordered as he caught sight of Julia approaching the vehicle.

She was dressed in a crimson short gown with a split that reached her upper thigh, revealing her whole back and nearly half of her cleavage in front.

Sensing his rage, she sat in the front and fastened her seat belt. She felt uneasy wearing clothing that revealed almost too much, but it was better than the others she saw, so she had to put it on.

Don had already gotten in and started the car by the time she had taken her seat; they were soon heading out of the Rossini home and onto the streets.

“Where are you taking me too?” Julia asked.

“Haven't you been told not to ask questions?” his voice boomed as he stared at her outfit.

“At least I should know where I'm being taken to.” she replied somewhat shyly as he brushed his gaze around her body.

With one hand on the wheels, he slid the other beneath her dress and into her underwear before frowning.

“Take it off!” He commanded.

With trembling hands from his touch, she pulled down her panties and removed them.

“Give it to me.” He extended his hand as he spoke. He collected the panties and sniffed them before putting them into his pocket.

When he was certain she was completely naked, he placed his hands on her hips and dipped a finger into her moist cunt.

Julia moaned, his fingers were working wonders and her body was responding to it. She could feel the tingling sensation as he moved his finger in and out.

“Oh, fuck!”

Don lips twitched, “I like when you say that.”

After moments of thrusting in and out, he removed his finger and wiped it using his handkerchief. Julia returned to normal, wishing he had not stopped. Every part of her needed him, she wasn't satisfied with the bare minimum he was giving to her.

“You've got some nerve but I like to show you who's in control.” Don finally said after some time.

“Well–”

“I usually do not condone an attitude like yours but since I have a surprise for you, I will let it pass.”

Julia shot him a look, “What surprise?”

With his eyes fixed on the steering, he said,“Why not wait and find out for yourself.”

The car soon came to a halt. Julia noticed they were at Il Cavaliere, judging by the name it was the exclusive nightclub she had heard about. One that was owned by Donatello himself.

“Why did you bring me here?” she questioned.

He ignored her when a lady approached.

The lady bowed. “Nice to meet you again, boss,” then added, “your room has been reserved for you.”

She said while looking at Julia, whose eyes widened. Was he going to really fuck her?, she asked herself.

When there was no response, the lady added still looking at Julia,“I see you brought a new girl, would she–”

“–leave her to me.” He said and grabbed Julia's wrist roughly as he headed inside the clubhouse.