Chapter 7 Streaks of jealousy

Chapter 7

Aurora's POV

I blinked hard at his words. Kissing him wouldn't have been hard if I didn't loathe him. Though my innards tingled at the thought of having his alluring lips on mine, I shoved away the feelings and thought of what to do.

"Why do you want me to go with you anyways? A Capo and serious womaniser like you is supposed to have women at his beck and call." I stated and he smirked, pinning his gaze on me which I held on even though I was having a fluttery feeling in my stomach.

"Sorry, but I can't disclose my reason to you. You are my worker so you don't get to ask me questions."

My lips twitched as he stirred up the flirty part of me. Like I said before, it would be more fun playing with him before paying for the sins of his father.

"Well, this isn't between a boss and his employee. This game is between a man and a woman so if you want me to accompany you, give me a good reason."

I sat on the bed, raising my brows at him enjoying the charade. My expectations were shortened because I thought him to be cold and calculative; cold, he was sometimes but he was flirty and a goal getter just like his father.

"It will be more fun to have you by my side at the club. Don't think that you are too special. Now dress up and let's get out of here," He winked then masked his face with a stoic and cold expression.

The flirty Matteo was gone. I didn't like it but it reminded me of my reason for being in his house.

Two could play the game, so I aimed to break down his walls. I sighed and headed for my wardrobe which had a few dresses. Partying was the last thing I thought of when I arranged my clothes back in Chicago, but luckily for me I slipped in a few hot dresses I'd bought from a store.

Make-up wasn't my thing but I had to make a statement so I tossed on a short red dress without sleeves which had a sweetheart neckline. The lower part had a slit which drew all the way to my upper thigh.

I freed my hair and combed it, satisfied with the wild look it gave me. I donned my face with the make up, applying it to the best of my ability.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror one more time then waltzed out of the room. I walked down the stairs to meet Matteo focused on his phone.

"I'm ready," I informed him after clearing my throat.

His eyes scanned my body with hunger glaring in his eyes. It caused shivers to run down my spine. "You look beautiful," He drawled.

"Thank you." I replied calmly then walked towards the door.

"You should have applied as my girlfriend and not a cook," He joked, earning a chuckle from me. "you're so hot."

"If I had applied for such a position you wouldn't have accepted me." I chuckled.

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The club was a bit far from the mansion but it was classy and big. Dim light illuminated the room, but it didn't hide the half naked strippers who were giving some young men lap dances or the some couples who were already having it on the couches.

I realized that no one gave two cents about what was going on with the other person, they all seemed to have fun apart from me.

My eyes darted to the couch opposite me which was before the wall where Matteo squeezed the bare ass of a woman. She was almost naked, wearing just a thong and a pair of pasties.

Her make up was dark and sexy and her skin flawless. I felt hot inside, watching her twerk her ass at his dick. The cold demeanor was gone, all that remained was a hungry and lust filled man who wanted to tear her apart.

Was this why he brought me here?

As if he could feel my eyes on him, he smirked and trailed his hands to her nipple causing me to huff and look away. Incidentally, my eyes met with a young guy whose eyes devoured me hungrily.

I glanced at Matteo who was already leading the woman away. Apparently, he didn't notice what I was about to do. He thought he could make me jealous, what he didn't know was that two could play the game.

I snapped my fingers at him and crossed my legs, revealing my bare thigh as the dress rode up to my calves. He came closer with his eyes lingering on my exposed body. The thought that I was wanted by a man gave me a new sense of confidence.

"Hi," He slurred.

"Are you enjoying this party?" I shouted at the top of my voice.

"I was before, until I met with the hottest bitch here tonight. You're so sexy, mamacita." He said and took a swig from his drink.

I pretended not to hear the name he addressed me as and blamed it on his drink. His hands reached out for my thighs and began to caress it slowly as he moved closer to me.

His touch made my skin crawl which was the opposite of my expectation. He continued with a smirk, dropping the drink on the table and grabbing me closer to himself.

I became turned off by his primal act and tried to shove him away. He didn't bulge because of his strong body build. Instead, he climbed atop me and worked his way into my panties.

My body tensed even though I was trying hard to even my breathing. I'd never had sex before and I didn't expect that it would be taken from me in a dishonorable manner.

"Get off me, you fucker." I yelled and he obeyed but not because of my words but someone yanked him from my body and flung him towards the pole.

I scrambled to a sitting position and got a grip over my trembling body. My eyes scanned the club and noticed that my own part of the club was quiet.

"Did he do anything to you?" Matteo rumbled as I shook my head.

"He tried to but I wasn't going to let him."

He scoffed and straightened his shirt, "That was a weak attempt for someone who was about to be raped."

His words ignited the anger that I'd been trying to hide since he left me and went with another woman. Who knew how many rounds they'd have done before coming to rescue me.

I swallowed the spiteful words that were at the tip of my tongue and tried to walk away but he gripped my waist, wrapping his hands around it with his dick poking at my back. "I want to go home."

"You will, but aside from what happened now, did you enjoy this place?" He muttered, his breath fanning my neck.

My body didn't revulse his touch or hold rather, it clamoured for it.

"I would have enjoyed it if you didn't run off with some woman. And where was Angelo? He also left me."

"Do I sense jealousy?"

"Never." I lied blatantly.

He chuckled teasingly, massaging my waist as he tucked my hair behind my ear. "This is only the beginning,"