Chapter 71: 71 ~ Mira
Dinner was eventful. Just as I expected. It was almost like these people could not eat a meal without any drama. Maybe they survived on unnecessary animosity. I wondered how Jace coped with all of that but I was hopeful that in matter of a few years it would not be my problem anymore.
Leaving the table, we walked side by side in silence. And when we made it upstairs, I almost made the mistake of following him into his room. I blamed it on the smell of his cologne that was invading my senses.
"You wanna come in?" He asked.
"Huh?" I said, carried away by my thoughts.
He gave me a look and I immediately shook my head.
"No, I’ll just call it a night."
"Alright then. Good night." He said and walked in, shutting the door behind him.
I was stunned. Not only did he not command me to go in with him, he actually said good night to me for the first time ever.
I couldn’t help but wonder if he had hit his head somewhere or something.
I shrugged regardless and went into my room, ready to catch some sleep.
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I was restless in the middle of night after I was jolted awake all of a sudden. I did not frequently have trouble sleeping so this was odd.
I reached for the jug and glass of water by my bedside and was disappointed to see it was empty. I groaned in frustration.
"Why is this happening to me?" I said, mourning my seemingly inauspicious fate.
I dragged myself out of bed and opened the door, leading me out of the room.
Stealthily, I walked down the stairs, heading towards the kitchen. I hated how it felt so far away. Big houses had their pros and cons. This was one of the cons.
I reached the fridge and helped myself to a bottle of water that I downed in seconds. Yes, I was that parched. I took two extra bottles with me and was about to leave the kitchen when I heard voices by the poolside. The smell of weed filled the air and the manly voices I heard weren’t that of guards.
I stood still and peered through the kitchen blinds to get a view. It was Ricardo and Enzo.
I snuck out of the kitchen to the dining area. I would hear them better from that end, I was sure.
I perched by the window, holding my breath and hoping they would not notice me listening to their conversation.
"The old Jace would never let this happen. He was ruthless. Now he lets a strange woman sit at the table like she belongs here." Enzo spoke first.
Ricardo shook his head and tsked. "He’s distracted. And distractions are dangerous on our world. He forgets what happened to Don Vittorio."
I could hear the grin in Enzo’s voice when he spoke next. "You think it’s time someone else stepped in?"
"I think it’s long overdue. He’s slacking in his duties. Love is such a weakness."
I frowned.
Love? Jace was absolutely incapable of that and they were reading this situation wrongly. Plus why did they have to find a way to blame me for whatever was going wrong in their world. I was literally clueless for the most part.
"I bet she’ll be pregnant soon. That’s if she isn’t already."
I bit back a gasp. Was he indirectly calling me fat?
Ricardo ignored his statement and proceeded to drop a bombshell instead. "You need to get married soon too. It’ll make you a more responsible don when you take over."
"Papa, I have no business getting married."
"Shut it, boy. You would marry a woman of my choice for proper alliance. I won’t let you make the foolish mistake Vittorio’s son has."
I could tell Enzo was sulking like a whiny little kid.
I had heard enough and I needed to get out of here.
As I practically snuck back to my room, I couldn’t help but wonder if these people were planning to harm Jace. What if they wanted to kill him to take over the don position?
I covered my mouth in a gasp.
Inasmuch as I hated this man’s guts, he was Donna Carmela’s only surviving child and he did not even have kids of his own.
I put my hand on my belly. Now I felt even more pressure to give him a baby because his life was in danger.
I needed to tell him.
I twisted the door knob and practically ran into his room.
I screamed as I shut the door and saw a gun pointed at me. How the hell did he pick up a gun so fast?
"Jace it’s me!"’
"Mira? What the hell are you doing barging into my room by this time of the night? Is there something going on?" He questioned but I wasn’t even listening anymore.
His groggy voice sounded so sexy.
Oh shit, something must be going on in my body after my period ended cause why is everything about this man turning me on?
I slowly walked towards him, immediately distracted by him and unable to tell him what I wanted to say.
Taking a bold step, I pulled his face towards mine and kissed him. He seemed stunned by my actions but let himself go by deepening the kiss and pulling me closer to him.
When we pulled apart for air, I saw the desire in his eyes as they darkened.
His fingers wrapped around my throat as he kissed me roughly yet again, raising one of my legs up to wrap around his waist, as he found his way to my clit and rubbed on it with his thumb through the fabric.
I moaned into his mouth.
"You’re becoming bold," he said against my lips.
"Isn’t that what you like?" I whispered in response, wrapping my arms around his neck.
He chuckled and sucked on my neck instead.
I threw my head back and moaned.
He pulled down my pajama pants with one hand.
"Soaked," he commented, dipping his finger into my folds.
I blushed and looked away in embarrassment. Blame it on my cycle. Maybe.
He pushed me to the bed and I laid there with my legs spread wide apart waiting on his entry. He teased me with it for a bit, only letting the tip go in.
I practically begged for him to go all in. And when he eventually slammed into me, I felt complete.
My legs were hung over his shoulder as he thrust into me. He held my hands in one of his, looking into my eyes as he fucked me like his little slut.
I hated to admit it but I loved being in bed with this man more than I’d like to admit. And I somewhat felt ashamed that to say that I loved the way my captor fucked me.
Was this a kind of Stockholm syndrome? Would I need therapy after this? Maybe.
But for now, I wanted to focus on getting my leg shaking, nerve wracking orgasms.
I turned my face and bit into the sheets as my walls closed up in an earth shattering release. The way my heart was beating after that, I knew I would possibly get a heart attack if he went in again after released everything inside me.
Raising my head, I kissed him before he could pull away. He didn’t fight it. He caressed my face for a few seconds as his tongue and mine fought for dominance.
"That was good," I said. There was something different about it tonight. I couldn’t place my finger on it.
"It’s always good, Mira."
"Hmm.."
He raised a brow as he pulled me up and carried me out of the bed to the bathroom.
I said nothing more after that. There was no need to make things awkward.
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"I need to tell you something." I told him after we had caught our breaths and cleaned up.
We weren’t cuddling. He didn’t do any of that. So he turned back and faced me.
"What is it?"
"I had a reason for running into your room tonight."
"Figured you didn’t know how to tell me you were horny." He smirked.
"Jace!" I exclaimed, turning red in the face.
"There’s nothing to be shy about. I can fuck you anytime you want." He was still smirking as he drew me closer and spanked my behind.
I hid my face in his chest.
Mira focus! I had to remind myself.
"Your uncle and cousin are planning to overthrow you." I blurted out before I could stop myself.
He slowly took his hand away from my behind. I watched closely to see his face turn serious in the dark.
"How do you know that?"
I went ahead to tell him how I ended up downstairs and overheard the conversations. I narrated every bit, word for word. He listened with rapt attention.
"That’s all you heard?" He asked when I was done.
I nodded. "Yes."
"It’s alright. Get some sleep."
He planted a kiss on my forehead as he arranged the blanket on my body.
"Where are you going?" I asked him as he got up, worried he was going to confront them.
"Mira?" He was at the door already when he called my name.
"Hmm."
"It’s late. Sleep."
He left after that.