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Amelia's POV
"Vivianne! Vivianne!" I kept calling as I ran after her but the girl wouldn't stop and kept walking.
I finally caught up with her and grabbed her arm but she slapped my hand off before I could even speak.
Lord.
"What do you want? I was unable to sleep because you kept knocking on my door last night now you're here again!" She yelled making me sigh and throw my head backwards.
"Just listen to me, Vivianne. This is very important." I urged her, clasping my palms together. "Let's sit over there and talk."
She shook her head and walked away again. "I don't have time for now. Get me some juice while I take a short nap under the breeze tree outside, alone." She added and the smile on my face vanished. How did sje read my mind? I was thinking of joining her and now she had even declined before I could ask.
Two minutes after I served Vivianne her juice, I met Vesper while walking back into the mansion.
"Seems you're enjoying your day with the Don's niece? How's it going?" Vesper asked, nudging my side.
I rolled my eyes at her, sighing. "Worst than you can even think of, Vesper."
"Are you sure she's ever going to give you a chance to speak with her? Maybe her uncle should be the one doing this, you know? She might just see you as a stranger, considering the fact that you just met some days ago and the girl is a nice kid at that." Vesper nodded with a mocking smile and I slapped her arm.
"Ow, that hurts!"
"It should." I hissed. "The sarcasm in your words are clear, do you think I'd never notice. Vivianne is far from being nice and pushing Alessandro to talking to her would be a bad one. Trust me it wouldn't end well. She doesn't like that dude one bit."
"Awwwn." Vesper cupped my cheeks, smiling. "Dude? The Don is now a dude? What's up? You now address him so casually. I can see a silver lining, girlie. Is this a love story?"
I scoffed, slapping Vesper's hands off my face. "What love story?" The moment I remembered Alessandro's clinging attitude yesterday, my face turned red. He flirted with me and I was loving it even though I pretended I didn't want it.
All I just want him to do was to beg me. Apologise for being a dickhead but it doesn't seem he realised his mistakes.
"Alessandro and Gianni are two different people, Ves." I sighed, my shoulders falling. "I'm kinda surprised you and Gianni fell in love though. What do you think Alessandro's reaction would be towards this?"
Vesper shrugged, "I don't really know the answer to that, Mel. I'm just a debtor around here, the Don would never see beyond that."
"Gianni promised to help me see my mom and I'm holding onto his promise." She continued. I rubbed her shoulder, my face full of sympathy towards her.
"Don't worry, Vesper. It's just a matter of them. I assure you that everything will be fine and in no time, we'll be with our loved ones again." I assured her even though I knew that doesn't refer to me.
I have no loved ones. My life at the orphanage had been nothing but pathetic. Literally, my life all along has only moved from frypan to fire.
I never thought Alessandro would be better. But I don't know a better way to show him what I felt for him. He wasn't looking towards the same direction as me.
I should erase whatever feelings I have for him though. He has a lover and I am just a slave, his sex slave and only his toy.
*****
"I'm here." I announced, bowing my head as I stepped into his room.
"My Amoretto." He grinned, moving closer to me.
I trembled as he touched my body, blinking my eyes rapidly like a glitching robot. "You sent for me. Can you please tell me why?" I asked, gulping.
I looked up, my brows widened. Why is he squeezing my breasts?
"What are you doing, Sir Alessandro? I thought you have a task for me." I asked again and he scooped me in his arms after locking the door.
"We have to keep the door locked in case Vivianne passes by again." He whispered in my ear and immediately, I felt my nipples harden.
"W..what are you doing?"
"Don't argue. Just stay calm and spread your legs." He said, his voice filled with a strange softness.
"St..stop." I muttered as he knelt between my legs and pulled up my dress to rest on my waist.
"Stop what?" He asked, biting the nape of my neck. "You need me, Amelia. I can see and feel it. Don't worry, I won't be hard on you this time. This would be a soft one, j...just do this with daddy."
"Don….. don DeMarco…" I stuttered. His wet tongue circled around one of my nipples as he kneaded and squeezed the other with his large palm.
"Not now, just call me Daddy. Okay?"
I moaned when he bit my tits, my moans filled the whole room and Alessandro wouldn't stop sucking me either.
He trailed kisses down my abdomen and when he reached my thighs he stopped.
"What's wrong?" He frowned. "Don't you want this? Uh?" He asked, his thumb circling around my pussy. I pursed my lips and shook my head.
"Is it always about sex, don't you see I'm burning with damn passion for you?" I blurted and he chuckled.
"That's supposed to be a joke, right?" He arched his eyebrows, chuckling. "Let's just... you're wet." He rubbed the liquid on my face and licked them off with his tongue.
Before he could bend and suck my pussy, I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer to me until the bridge of my nose was touching his.
"I can't take it anymore, Alessandro." I said, my voice filled with a mixture of pain and frustration. "Are you so blind that you can't notice my love for you? I love you as much as I love your cock, daddy."
Alessandro's face etched up with a bit of suprise and amidst the silence, I took his lips in mine, sucking his lips like I could lose him in a second.