Chapter 5 -CHAPTER FOUR

Ivory pov

It's been three days since the dark incident happened between me and Ethan. I haven't seen him after he obnoxiously pushed me outside from his room as I was some dangerous measles disease or it was forbidden to stay with me under the same cave for a mere while.

As Rosaline predict before, Ethan left early hours in the morning and came at midnight. Whenever I try to discuss Ethan to Rosaline she started to act like weird or as it was the least last on the planet to talk about.

I always have gut feelings. I could sense whatever is coming to me, either good or bad.

Before I came to NYC I have sensed deeply that Ethan would hate me to share a life with him. I have only met him just once when we both were little but I assumed loads of things about his scarier series.

Neither he or nor I crossed the line to saw each other. At midnight when he came from work every ounce of my being screamed to peek him from afar but as I was about to make any subtle move his cold, hideous glances of those days kept me froze on my tracks.

I wonder what was his business though. His mansion on always coated around from multiple peppy bodyguards and The stares they held which can break the titanic burg one day.

Ethan was filthiest rich, his whole gorgeous demeanor dripping all gigantic and powerful. I don't know what was he aiming to do next, for his tasks.

If I said I'm scared of him or so for his tasks so it's not like that. I wanted to see how low he could get to make me shattered.

I have already broken. There's no piece left in me which was called pleasant.

My stepdad was the only picture of the beast. I have lived with him, watched out every move he made to hurt my mother and me. When he killed my mom in front of my very own baby eyes I have pictured him as a monster.

It was a time when my little mind took this decision that he was the only beast, no one can get up high at his level to break me, to rip my heart in uncountable shreds.

And Ethan, he was meant to be dangerous and fear by all but I could see the pureness of his blood. Past memories of our unforgettable encounter were still inhaling in my vision, I remembered how he saved my life from those shooters, I saw the glint of fear in his forest green eyes when the gunshots approaching us.

As he was in deep fright for someone

Or for me?

I have been careless and scared at the same time when he filled me about the game of his tasks. What was his actual purpose behind all of this? What would he want from me by the end of this game?

Every game has its results, what did he design for his opponent if he wins?

One puzzle has been eventually solved. That whatever happened fourteen years ago with Ethan was the influential truth of his current frosty state.

I didn't know what happened to him but nevertheless, soon enough I will dig it out.

I was zoning out in my own train of thought when I felt a soft hand on my shoulder. I jerked in terror but sighed in relief when a sweet baby face shrunk the field between my vision

"Rosaline" I smiled

"I'm so sorry Ivory I didn't mean to scare you" her cute facial expressions turned out in embarrassment " I checked up on you in your room but Danny said you are here" she smiled faintly

I chuckled softly at her extra cuteness and held both of her hands in mine "don't be sorry Rosey" I reassured her " But I'm sorry that you get bothered to find me before "

She smiled widely and sat down in front of me crossing both of her curvy legs on the unoccupied chair in the patio. " No, it's my duty to make you feel easy yet comfortable. Plus you're too good to be true ivory I feel happy when I'm with you" she said seriously her baby blue eyes held so much adoration

I smiled wholeheartedly at her pureness. "Likewise rose, I was so hesitant before when I came here all alone but you were the one who always supports me and pondered on me," I said truthfully

And yes what happened in a little amount of three days rose always stand by my side. It wasn't that she aware of what happened in this house, under her nose but her protectiveness always shadowing around the people surrounding her.

She shook her head and a strange air of emotions overtakes her face "it's not that life daily grant us the chance to synchronized someone coaxes and kindful like you ivory" she said fidgeting her fingers as she was so lost in her own bitter dreams.

I examined her soft features for some time, wondering what exactly she was implying right now. I screeched my butt lil forward and grabbed both of her hands in mine second time in this evening "We can talk about it rose?" I said deliberately hoping she would open up

She sighed before inhale sometimes. A sad small smile mustered on her beautiful face when she directly staring me back with lots of emotions

" ivory" she started off "It's been six years since I'm working with Ethan Destefano. I knew whenever you wanted to talk about Mr. Destefano I reluctantly dropped his subject but somewhere in some hidden corner of my heart I always wanted to pour my heart out about him in fathom" she breathed and stared me for a while but I let her continue.

That was the subject I always wanted to read.

"When Mr. Daniel told our staff about your arrival before we all considered you everything but good. We thought you would be the one piece of his cake which Mr. Ethan enjoyed every night on his bed" regression building upon her face before her eyes turned glassy from unshed liquid

I felt the stinging sensation in my heart when she uttered those bitter words. It's clear as rain droplets that every person of this mention thought of me nothing but as His sexual slave.

"you know who are you for me, Ethan's abhorrent words lingered in my head.

"Whore, my fucking slut, and a hoe"

Hot layers of tears bubbling up in my eyes but I have tried to keep them on the bay

" But trust me it wasn't your faults nor us" Rose figured out the pang of pain on my face as she clutched my shoulders in a firm grip. "Since ever I step in this mansion I always saw Mr. Ethan stuck up with new women by his side ........like daily"

"He used them like they were some kind of living toys for him. Every night he came late and drunk with his new flavor of the night. He fucked them and throw them like a used bathroom paper. So when we heard the news about you we thought of you as one of the" wet trails of tears rolling down on her face and she let them and made no move to wiped them away

A small hiccup left her throat before she composed her stamina " But I was so wrong to judge you before know you ivory and for that, I will do everything to earn your forgiveness. Please forgive me" she sobbed louder this time, this side of her clenched my heart in raw.

I didn't know what should I do to console her naïve heart that I have already forgiven and it's apparent that there wasn't her and anyone's fault to think of me as low. Ethan portrayed himself like that who always roamed around with those types of girls, it's natural for everyone to think in that way.

Shrugging off all thoughts I hugged rose in the most soothing manner, I felt her body stiffen but relaxed under my touch "It's alright rose it wasn't your fault at the first place if I was there in your shoe I might think in the same way" I assured her, lazy small smile forming on her pink lips

"Thank you so much, Ivory, you're such women who own a golden heart" she chimed happily

I smiled but engrossed in my own unanswered thoughts.

"Why he is like that?" I asked, still lost in thoughts

Rose seems to understand by my sudden question before she inhaled sharply "I don't know much about him Ivory nobody here wanted to talk about him otherwise. He was feared by each and every single person, no one ever dared to look at him straight through his eyes. He was ruthless, heartless. He was a dangerous subject and people creep out in terror if they ever make any move to study about him"

"All I know he has a past. His pitch-black past which was deep more than any ocean, which was dangerous and scariest. If you ever wish to feel it closely and dip your bare leg to experience the coldness it will tow you and then drowned you in their massive depth. And no one will be there to cure you, to save you. He was versatile in his own powerful build. He is a fire and will burn you till you covered in nothing but ferocious ashes" She finished not before threw a heavy bunch of apprises

"I don't know who are you to him and what are you doing here but he was monster ivory he killed people by his own hands and then he licked their blood, taste it and then played with it. He was a physio, a mad maniac. Taking someone's dear life was his only hobby and he will destroy your whole freaking existence if you ever try to cross in his sealed life route"

If I said earlier that I wasn't scared of him so right now I was the same one who felt shit out of him in total fright.

"What was he doing for a living," I asked straightforwardly, completely numb to think else.

She was taken aback for mild seconds before an Unknown horror lingered in her blue irises " He was a mobster, A familia or in simple words A boss of the mafia" with that she left, leave me alone shaking in extreme fear.

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It was One O'clock in the morning. Each corner of this massive mansion seems dark. I wasn't able to sleep after unbearable deprecation about Ethan's life. I had this surmise locked behind my head that Ethan wasn't a normal human being who lived his life as he should be.

What rose told me this evening was something queer to believe. He was a Boss of the mafia, I always thought that mafias were only existed in movies or in books. I haven't even imagined that whom I always think of and the one whom I met ages ago would be turned out to be a man of the mafia, A man of danger.

a pang of shudder making its way at the imagination of sharing a life with a mobster under the same roof hit me hard.

I always quarrel with Jesus that why he Designed my life this much miserable and when would he stamped the full-stop but I came to this decision lately.

it's just a beginning. And along the path to chase.

I leap out on my butt at the sound when the front door of the hallway jerked open enthusiastically. I peek through my lashes to get a full view of the owner of the sound but darkness beat me. My heart was thudding in my ribcage as the dominant footsteps reaching towards me.

I closed my eyes and bid a quick silent prayer to Jesus Christ to at least save my ass this team but deep down I knew I have to handle this.

My body shivers when a familiar masculine cologne hits my senses through my nostrils. I didn't dare to open my eyes when I felt the area beside me dipped down, I could feel the hard stared of him observing every move my body stupidly made.

Please don't hurt me.

I feel him covering the distance between our bodies before a Hot minty breathe of him fanning on my face, captivating me physically and mentally once again "Open your eyes Tessoro" Ethan murmured in my ear huskily

Soft squeal left my throat when he tucked the loose strand of my hair behind softly. Goosebumps pricked throughout my naive body through his touch

"Please" He whispered lowly

I wasn't sure if he really pleaded or it was my haziness who betrayed me.

With a heavy heart, I opened my eyes lazily and lost... In the most beautiful yet inviting pair of forest green orbs of him.

Ethan was staring me back with the same intensity. Our eyes locked with an unreadable passion, neither me and nor he made any dare to blink first. I was so diluted in his eyes that I wasn't felt he closed the remaining distance we shared earlier.

"E-Ethan" I stumbled feeling him shamelessly

"Yes Tessoro, Did you miss me?" He questioned back.

Yes. Missing you for fourteen years

I nodded, didn't aware of what I was doing. His close proximity and green eyes capture each cell of my brain.

Everything was silent except the loud thumbing of our beating hearts and heavy breathing.

No one was there. Just me and him and the comfortable Darkness witnessing the scene.

My back hit the wall of the couch when my chest pressed against him. His large physique hovered on my small frame, shielding me, captured me to him

"You know what Tesoro?" He asked sliding down the strap of my sleeveless silk nightgown before placing a soft kiss on my bare shoulder "You are so fucking beautiful "

I arched my back in sweet pleasure when his sinful soft pink lips do exquisite art on my bearskin.

My soft boobs touch against his hard chest. He purposely rubbing his body on mine leave me in ultra amazement.

Ohh

I moan shamelessly. Needing him, wanting more

"Imagine baby when I fuck you on my bed when you'd naked for my eyes, displaying your fucking sexiest body and begging me to fuck you harder and roughly " He growled sliding down my nightgown further. He grabbed the fistful of my one boob, playing with it, pinching on it

My hands rose up to undone his dress shirt before he stopped me cause a growl erupted me in frustration

"Not so soon Cara" He chuckled "it was just a beginning of the game" he poked my now full wet pussy through my panties, thrusting two fingers simultaneously.

I clung to him more, feeling the wonder he was doing to me.

Please don't stop. I whispered

His green eyes bored directly to my grey once. Filled with lust and sexual desire. Just for me

I was on cloud ninth when his next words yanked me down back in filth.

"Whore has always been a whore" He spat before pushed me forcibly on the hard surface of the naked floor

My eyes widen at his sudden torment.

He stood and kneel down at my level palmed my cheek in his deadly tight grip. The lustrous gaze of him now held utter hatred

Hatred for me

"What a slut huh? , you came here just three days ago and your mother fucking pussy couldn't wait to settle down. Such.A.horny.slut you are" Tears brimming in my vision at his hatefulness

He stood up not when he clutched my hand in his parched one.

"It's time to Task one" he bombarded this news on me mischievously, his whole sinister charisma was now own full-blown

"I-i-its n-no-" stop stuttering you fucking whore otherwise I will kill you right here right now and buried your fucking body thousands of inch down but cut down your damn fucking horny death pussy and showing around like a piece of ripped rose" I felt the bitter lump forming in my throat made me throw up right here at his horrendous wish

He seems to observe me by my physical statement

"If you throw up here I swear I'll make you fuck from one of my bodyguards ASAP " he roared cause me to jump in horror

"Follow me" He barked

And like a small mouse, I followed him. Tears unfaithfully falling down, my body was numb and swoon. His historic hatred confrontation before covering up in my brain. And right now at this hour of midnight, I thought of me nothing but a real whore, who beseeched to feel him.

If I wanted to feel him close to my heart makes me whore, Then yes I was a whore

If my body craved for being cherished by him makes me whore, Then yes I was a whore

IF my childhood unspoken feelings for him emotionally pushed me to make love with him makes me whore, Then Yes I was a whore

But you love him, Ivory. And love can be selfish and selfless. My subconscious defined my innocent feelings

No

I don't love him

Neither I ever did

My inner was crying, shattering, breaking me into millions of pieces. The man I adored when my eyes ever laid on him, Man I dreamed about him, A man who secured my life hated me with a passion and with every fiber of his being.

Ethan pulled me out from my unloved trance of thoughts before pushed me aggressively inside his room.

He closed the door behind us and turned towards me. A smirk was plastered on his handsome face before he threw his suit jacket somewhere on the floor.

I was so confused yet unaware of the outcome. Well, whatever it is but it won't be anything good...

Indeed

He came forward still smirking. Are you ready for the Task One Tessoro? He asked slyly

I glued my gaze on my legs before shook my head.

Yes

"Very well " he laughed as he forgot the scene he created downstairs

"Emerald " he screamed. shuffles of doorknob catch my attention. I looked up and saw a beautiful woman with dark blonde hairs, blue eyes entered the room.

She was downright beautiful with a slim body and tall creamy legs. She wore an expensive lilac dress that hardly covered the area of her round buttocks. Her plump lips coated in dangerously red lipstick.

She was like greek model her whole persona dripping beautiful, rich and stylish. I felt like a speck of dirt over her with messy hair due to the last incident with Ethan and old cheap nightgown.

"She's Emerald " Ethan piped in "And she's ivory" He introduced ourselves as he was a normal human being

-Note the sarcasm

Emerald smiled and waved a quick hi

"So Ivory" Ethan said in all seriousness

"Emerald is my girlfriend and you need to strip her clothes for me before we hit my bed for sex and then clean whatever dirt we make around ."

"Remember what did I said earlier?" He took menacing steps towards me "You will be my SEXUAL SLAVE, yeah? So be a good slave and please your boss" I winked

And at those words of him, sky scattered down upon me and the earth shattered down underneath me.

Left me to hang in somewhere in between

I was in shocked, in bewilderment and unable to sniff. My lungs yelling for taking some oxygen but I was an excellent example of living dead creatures.

No

I wasn't going to do this, I'm not going to do this

This can't be happening..

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