HER NEW STORY

HER NEW STORY

WRITTEN BY SUNNY JOHN

CHAPTER 1

Luca woke up, getting out of bed he put on his briefs and glanced down at the woman lying naked in his bed. She was a pretty brunette he picked up at the party he attended that night, he couldn't remember her name. That was nothing new to him, he never bothered to get to know them, they were just a means to satisfy his urges. After taking a shower and changing he went down to enjoy a hearty breakfast, he had worked up quite an appetite.

Grazia, his cousin was already seated at the table with Filippo, his friend and business associate of over ten years. They also lived with him in his castle, he somehow inherited Grazia when her parents, were killed in a tragic car accident six years ago.

When his meal was brought to him by one of the kitchen staff, Charles, he instructed him to send some food up to the young lady in his room. He was also told to tell her a car would be waiting to take her where ever she needed to go.

"Really Luca, you brought another one of your whores into your home," Grazia scoffed.

His eyes turned dark, his cold stare sending shivers down her spine. "You're right, this is my home and who I choose to bring into it is my business. You'll do well to remember that cousin dear. I will be gone for the rest of the day, don't hold dinner for me."

"Where are you off to?" Filippo asked, scooping scrambled eggs into his mouth.

"I'm heading to the country, there'a man, Dan Potter has some horses for sale. I'm thinking of getting a couple, might as well make use of the stable that I paid a small fortune to have built."

"I could go with you," Filippo suggested.

"No, I prefer to go alone, besides, you have that meeting with Hillbrook winery. Get them to sell their company to me." Luca ordered.

"Why do you want it so bad? it's such a small company and you have your own, the biggest one in the world." Filippo asked.

"I just do. It's not for you to question me, it's your job to do as I say."

"Luca, you are turning thirty soon, do you not think it's time to find a wife? you are a wealthy and important man in Rome. People are beginning to talk about you and all the women you are sleeping with. It's time for you to marry, someone with class, refined, a woman who will be an asset to you and your reputation?"

Sitting back he looked at his cousin, she was tall, slender, dark black hair, same as his. She was also a greedy, conniving witch, living off him instead of finding a rich husband to take care of her and her thirst for the finer things in life. She had it made living here in his castle with her own suite of rooms, household help waiting on her hand and foot. "Just who would you like me to marry? your friend Eleonora Gallo?" He questioned her.

"As a matter of fact, yes. Eleonora would make the perfect wife for you, she has class."

"She is also a stuck up bitch, no sense of humor and I'll bet her legs are so tightly closed no man could get between them. I prefer my women warm and willing to spread her legs and give me great pleasure.

"Sex is all you think about Luca. Think about the family business, the one your father build up from scratch and left it all to you when he died. He's probably turning over in his grave with all your behavior. Not to mention that you are a descendant of royalty, you make a mockery of it all."

"Quiet, you will not speak to me in this manner." Tossing his napkin down he stood and turned to Filippo. "I'll see you later, good day to you both."

Jumping into his new Lamborghini he sped out the driveway of his castle. He was sick and tired of everyone telling him he had to marry and always pushing women on him. They were all well bred, rich and upper class. But they bored him, they were cold and had no sex appeal, sure most of them were quite beautiful. But God forbid they should mess their hair up during sex, lying there, barely moving and making no sound.

It was a four-hour drive to where he was going, a small remote place out in the country. Driving along the dirt road he saw a broken down sign that read Potter's farm. The place was run down, fence needed mending. The house was nothing more than a shack and he saw the horses in the fenced off area. Pulling to a stop he got out and walked over to where there were three horses, he liked what he saw. They were beautiful animals, they seem to be well taken care of, he was impressed considering how the house and the rest of the place looked.

Moments later an older man walked over, he was in his late fifties and had on dirty overalls, his hair thinning and had a big potbelly. Two younger men were with him, he assumed they were the older man's sons.

"I'm Luca Mariani, I called about the horses." He held out his hand for the man to shake.

"I'm Dan, these here are my boys, Jason and John. These here are three of the finest creatures you'll find around these parts." He points to the horses.

Going inside the gate Luca checked them out, they were friendly and didn't run off, that was a good sign. "Yeah, they look healthy, I think I'll take them," he said, patting them.

Dan grinned, showing his missing teeth, the ones left were yellow and stained with tobacco smoke. "Good, good. Come inside and have a cold beer and we can discuss the money."

The sons went off to do chores while he followed Dan inside. Something he regretted when he saw the inside. It was so run down, the floors creaked, the furniture was old, torn and tattered. It consisted of a sofa, two ripped chairs, and the kitchen was small with a table and three wooden chairs. A cot laid in the corner of the living room, as run down as the place was at least it was clean.

He hesitated when Dan pointed to a chair and told him to sit, finally sitting he pulled out his checkbook.

"Robin, get your scrawny ass out here and fetch me a couple of cold beers," Dan yelled as he flopped down across from him.

Luca looked over at the fridge and wondered why he didn't just grab them himself.

A moment later the door to what Luca figured was the bathroom opened and a girl walked out. Her hair looked dirty as was the rest of her. She wore a long baggy dress and a sweater that had holes in it, he couldn't tell if she was a child or a woman. For a moment her eyes locked with his before she lowered them to the ground and walked further into the kitchen.

"Get us two beers girl," Dan barked at her.

She took out the two bottles and reaching into the cupboard grabbed two glasses. Setting them down in front of Dan she turned to leave, accidentally knocking one of them over. The beer ran down the table onto the floor. Standing up he slapped her across the face and yelled at her.

"You stupid girl, clean up this mess." He shoved her to the floor, tossing a rag at her. "The girl is as useless as tits on a boar," he said, looking at Luca.

Luca was shocked to see such violence towards one so young. "Mr. Potter, it was an accident, no need to hit the girl."

"Dan scoffed as he went and took another beer from the fridge. "The girl has been nothing but trouble from the day she came to live here. She's my brother's girl and when he and his wife died the county dumped her off on me." He talked about her as if she wasn't even there while she washed up the mess.

She went to the sink, rinsing out the cloth.

Taking a swig of his beer Luca opened his checkbook, looked over at her and then set his pen back down. "I want to buy those horses, I'll pay triple what you're asking." His eyes went to Dan and he saw the greed in the old man's eyes.

"Triple, well sure, if you want to I'm sure as hell ain't going to say no."

"There's one catch though," Luca said, looking back over at the girl, who he now could see was a young woman.

"What would that be?" Dan asked.

"I want the girl," he saw the way she turned sharply to look at him, fear showing in her eyes.

"What would you be wanting with the likes of her."

"Well now, that would be my business. Do we have a deal, Mr. Potter?"

Dan wiped the drool from his mouth, looked from her back to Luca. "Oh, I see, it's a sex thing. I think you'll be pleased to know she's a virgin, fresh, untouched. Ok, Mr. Mariani, I'll throw Robin into the deal." Holding out his hand to Luca, waiting for a handshake which he never received. He greedily took the cheque from Luca and going over to Robin told her to go with the man who just paid him a lot of money.

When she shook her head and tried to run out he grabbed her, raising his hand to strike her but Luca grabbed his wrist, stopping him.

"You will not strike this girl again, is that clear?" He looked at her. "Get your things, you're coming with me now."

Dan laughed. "All that is hers she is wearing."

This took Luca by surprise, how could anyone not own another set of clothes. He took her arm and when she tried to pull away he tightens his grip. "I'll send someone in a few days to pick up the horses. He then led her out to his car, opened the door and ordered her to get in. She still had not spoken a word, and if it weren't for her uncle he wouldn't even know her name.

Going around to the driver's side he gets in and fastens his seatbelt, ordering her to do the same and takes off down the long dirt driveway.

NOW WHY DO YOU THINK LUCA WANTED ROBIN? WHAT HAS HE GOT IN MIND FOR HER? TELL ME YOUR THOUGHTS ON THIS CHAPTER. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF LUCA SO FAR?

HER NEW STORY

WRITTEN BY SUNNY JOHN

CHAPTER 2

"You don't talk much, do you?" Luca said, glancing over at her, she was looking out the window, not answering him. "You want something to drink?" Still no answer he let out a sigh. "Well I do, I'll stop up ahead and grab us something."

Pulling up to a small store he turned off the car and turned to look at her. "You wait here and don't you dare try to take off. On second thought I'll lock the door, that way I'll know you'll still be here when I get back." Stepping out he locked his vehicle, knowing very well that she would never be able to figure out how to unlock it.

He returned moments later with two bottles of water, handing her one. When she wouldn't take it from him he placed it beside her. "It's right here if you want it."

Robin looked down, it looked so tempting and her throat was dry. So picking it up she opened it and finish it all in a few gulps. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand she looked over at him. He was unlike any man she had ever seen, he had to be around thirty years old. His hair was pitch black, his skin a dark olive shade. He had a strong jaw and broad shoulders, muscular and extremely handsome. But he had an aura about him, an arrogance mixed with danger combined with a heart-stopping magnetism. She was deathly afraid of him, afraid of what he was going to do to her. Was her uncle right, was this man going to use her body for sex? She would die before she let him touch her.

"I bet you're wondering why I wanted you. Still not talking, ok I'll tell you. I need to find a wife and you're it." He saw her mouth drop open and her eyes as wide as saucers. "No need to look so scared, it's only for appearance sake. I only need a wife in name only, I won't be bedding you, I don't do virgins. I'm really getting tired of this silent treatment, you better start talking before I lose my temper."

After three hours of driving, he lost his cool, pulling over to the side of the road put the car in park and grabbed her arm. "Talk, say something, anything." Maybe he had too tight a grip on her arm, or he scared the heck out of her and a pang of guilt hit him when she started crying.

"I-I won't marry you."

Her soft cries touched his heart, she sounded so scared, so young and he thought maybe this was a mistake. "How old are you?"

"Twenty," she sniffed.

"Thank God, for a moment I thought you might be underage, but twenty makes you a woman. Old enough to marry, you will marry me or I'll take you back to your uncle. Is that what you want?"

Shaking her head she yanked her arm from his grip and sitting back turned her head to look out the window. She didn't want to go back. It was only a matter of time before her uncle got drunk and with his violent temper he would surely one of these days do serious damage to her, or worse would end up killing her. So perhaps being the wife of this wealthy man would be better than the life she was living now, and he did say it was in name only. But what if he also were to abuse her, was she to cook and clean for him, be not only his wife but his slave. She wondered what she had done to make God want to punish her like this.

"When we get back to my place you'll have to clean up, shower and I'll see if I can find something for you to wear. Tomorrow we'll go shopping and get you a whole new wardrobe. With luck, Grazia won't be home. If she sees you looking this way she'll have a coronary, but that might not be such a bad thing," saying as he chuckled at his own joke.

Robin wondered who this Grazia was. If she were his mistress then why wouldn't he just marry her? She wanted to ask him but was afraid, she'd learn in the past not to question anything a man said or did, it only earned her a beating. The rest of the drive was done in silence and when he pulled up the long driveway she stared in awe. "Your home is a castle?" she said as she stared at it. Never had she seen anything like it in her life. A fountain stood in the middle of the enormous front lawn, statues of Roman Gods stood on either side of the double doors leading inside.

Getting out of the car she followed Luca up the steps and they were greeted by a man wearing some kind of uniform.

"Welcome home Sir, shall I prepare your drink for you in the library?"

"No, not now Seth. Show this lady up to the suite next to my room and have Martha prepare her a bath and see if any of the help has a dress she can have." Without saying another word to either one of them walked away.

"This way Miss," he said and walked ahead of Robin. She followed meekly behind him, looking at the pictures that lined the wall all the way up the staircase. Pictures of whom she guessed were Luca's family. She was shown into a room, a very large room, two times the sizes of her uncle's home. "Wait here, someone will be here shortly to tend to you." Seth walked out, shutting the door behind him.

Being left alone she explored the room she assumed would be hers. There was a sofa and chair off to the side. A small table with two chairs, another smaller table with a matching chair and a large mirror hung on the wall, she had no idea what this piece of furniture was for. She then went over to the bed, it was huge, sitting down she bounced up and down, never had she felt anything this comfortable.

Getting up she opened a double door, it was a closet, the kind you could walk into. Going over to another door she opened it to find the most spectacular bathroom ever. The tub was enormous and the shower was encased in glass. Everything was shiny and clean, the towels neatly folded and hung over the railing. Everything sparkled, and there were no rust stains inside the toilet bowl. There was another door she hadn't checked out yet, it was made of glass and was covered with a sheer covering, pushing it aside walked out onto a balcony.

The view was amazing with its trees and hills. A sense of fear coursed through her body, she did not belong in a place like this, and not with a man like Luca. Would he beat her, force himself on her and would he not expect sex once they were married. Hearing a knock at the door went back into the bedroom and a young woman walked in, wearing a maid's uniform carrying some clothes in her hands.

"I could only find this dress and a pair of new panties and a nightgown and robe. Now, let's run you a bath." She looked at the state of Robin's appearance and hair, shaking her head. "I think a shower is more in order, follow me." She walks to the bathroom where she turned on the water, letting it get to the right temperature.

Luca went to check on how things were going with Robin and when he reached her room he heard a blood curdling scream. Not bothering to knock he rushed into a fight scene between Robin and the maid. "What the hell is going on in here," he barked loudly.

"She bit me, Sir." The maid held up her arm, showing teeth marks.

Clutching the top of her raggy dress in her hands Robin snapped back. "She was attacking me."

"No, no I wasn't, I was only getting her ready to take a shower." The maid cried out.

"Go," Luca ordered. "I'll take care of this."

When she was gone he turned to Robin and she felt she had to defend herself. "I don't need anyone to undress me, I'm not a child."

Walking up to her he stood so close she backed up as fear made her tremble.

"You will not hit or bite the hired help, and you will apologize to her. Now go, take your shower and after you are dressed we'll go down for dinner."

He heard the door locking when she entered the bathroom and sat down on the sofa, rubbing his face, thinking. This girl was wild, untamed, she was going to need a lot of work in order to make her a prim and proper wife. Since he had decided to make her his wife she would have to fit in and behave like a lady, and not like a wild animal. After all, people would be watching them, he had his reputation to think of. It was acceptable to be a playboy, but any wife of his must have class and be a respectable member of society.

He waited till she was done showering and she walked out, wearing only a towel around her slender form. A smile crossed his face when he saw her, this was no girl he thought. Who would have thought that under those dirty baggy clothes she wore was a woman with an amazing body? her legs long and slender, shapely. Not to mention the breasts that were barely covered by the towel. The sound of her angry voice and the way she crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to hide them brought him out of the trance he was in.

"Christ, what the hell are you doing in here, get out," she screamed at him.

Going over to her took her chin in his hand, no one talks to him this way. "Never raise your voice to me again. Now get dressed, I'll wait for you and then we'll go down and have dinner with the rest of them." His hand lingered for a moment and he looked down at her lips, they looked so pink and soft, a stirring of desire flared within him, his eyes moved slowly down to the top of her breasts.

Letting go of her she grabbed the clothes from the bed and stormed into the bathroom, he chuckled when she slammed the door behind her, once again locking it.

He checked her appearance when she returned, the dress did nothing for her. It was a little big on her, but at least it was clean. The shoes she wore were a pair of old sneakers, he would have to make sure to buy her some proper footwear. All in all, she looked pretty, new clothes and a touch of make-up would really bring out her beauty.

Robin stood there feeling like she was a piece of meat as he checked her out. The way he looked at her, his lips turning up in a smile and eyes sparkled, she felt her cheeks turning red, no man ever looked at her this way. Having no experience with the opposite sex was unsure of what he was thinking, yet it sent a warm tingling sensation coursing throughout her entire body. Her emotions were mixed, she feared this stranger and yet was excited by him. He looked amazing in his expensive tailored black pants and white shirt. She knew women must throw themselves at him, he could have any woman he wanted, so why did he choose her as his wife?

"Ready to go? you must be hungry by now," he said, going to the door opened it and waited for her to walk through it. When she walked behind him he stopped. "Walk beside me, not behind me," he said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

As soon as they walked into the massive dining room and when two sets of eyes fell upon her she became as nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof. The woman seated had jet black hair, same as Luca, she was tall and thin and her eyes held no warmth in them. Robin could see the disgust on her face when she checked her over. The man, around Luca's age, was short, with blond hair and though he was attractive he didn't come close to Luca. Yet his eyes held the warmth that the woman lacked, he smiled and stood.

"Now who do we have here Luca?" he asked, taking her hand and kissed the back of it which she quickly pulled away.

Luca turned to them. "This is Robin Potter." He turns to her. "Robin, this here is Filippo Russo, friend, and business associate. And my cousin Grazia Rossi," he pulled out a seat and motioned for her to sit.

"Why Luca, you don't usually bring your whores to dine with us," Grazia said, her nose turned up as she glared at Robin.

"I'm not a whore you bitch," Robin hissed but quickly closed her mouth when Luca gave her a dirty look.

"Grazia you will watch your mouth around Robin, and I assure you she is no whore. " His angry tone made it clear he would not tolerate any more of her rude remarks.

"Her face reddened when she looked at him. "Then who is she? why is she here and dressed like that?"

Luca grinned. "Robin is going to be living here, we are getting married." He wished at that moment he had a camera, the way Grazia's jaw dropped open and the look of horror on her face he found priceless.

She rose angerly from her seat and gripped the edge of the table. "Is this some kind of sick joke?"

HER NEW STORY

WRITTEN BY SUNNY JOHN

CHAPTER 3

"I assure you, dear cousin, it is no joke. Was it not you that said I should find a wife? well, that's what I did so you should be happy."

"My God Luca, have you lost your mind? yes, I said you should marry, but to someone in the same class as yourself. Not to the likes of this girl, she obviously comes from trash, and look at the state of her, those clothes, her hair. Not to mention her age, she's way too young for you."

Robin sat wringing her hands together under the table. She felt so uncomfortable as they discussed her as if she wasn't right there with them. All she could do was sit quietly while they argued.

"Grazia, who I marry is my business, as far as Robin's age goes ten years is not a big deal. I will be taking her shopping for clothes and whatever else she requires." The conversation was put on hold when the help brought the food in, setting it in front of them. Robin's eyes went to the plates of food and her mouth began to water, the smell alone was making her stomach growl. She had never seen so much delicious food in her whole life. Not haven eaten in over a day she couldn't resist the aroma of the roast and using her fingers picked up a slice and shoved it into her mouth. Hearing Grazia gasped she looked up to find everyone watching her.

"Just look at her Luca, eating with her hands like a wild animal. This is the one you wish to marry and let your business associates meet. You will be a laughing stock in Rome, no one will want to buy your wine or do business with you."

Luca tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes glued to Robin as he thought of what to do with her.

"Now, now Grazia, Luca can always hire someone to give Robin etiquette lessons," Filippo said, with a friendly smile.

Luca nodded. "Yes, that's an excellent idea, Filippo. Now, let us eat before our food get's cold." Looking at Robin he picks up his knife and fork, raising an eyebrow, indicating for her to do the same.

Robin followed his lead, watching and imitating him. She was never allowed to use utensil's at her uncle's home, she was made to eat with her hands, like an animal on the floor in the kitchen. The wine was poured into her glass and she shook her head.

"You don't want any wine?" Luca asked her.

"No, just water," she replied, her eyes lowered. Though she used the utensil's she still wolfed down her food. Reaching for another dinner roll and when she saw the disgusted look on Grazia's face she pulled her hand away. Luca, having noticed he picked up the plate and motioned for her to take one.

Filippo broke the tension by asking Robin some simple questions. "So where are you from?"

When she answered Grazia snickered. "I should have known, that place is so poor, only the lowest of the low lives there. No wonder the girl has no manners, she doesn't belong here."

Luca banged his fist on the table, startling Robin and she cringed when he jumped from his seat and going over grabbed his cousin by the arm, yanking her out of her chair. "I've had enough of your condescending attitude, go to your room, I'll have someone bring your dinner to you."

Grazia glared at Robin with pure hate in her eyes. "That is fine with me, I will not eat around poor white trash." Turning she fled out the room.

"I apologize for my cousin's behavior," Luca said, looking at her as he sat down and continued eating.

"I will speak to Grazia," Filippo said, I will try and reason with her.

"You best let her know if she does not change her ways she will be removed from my home. I will not tolerate any more rudeness towards Robin." Luca turned to Robin. "Come to me if anyone disrespects you and I will take care of them."

Lowering her head she couldn't bring herself to look at him. Never would she want to cause problems for anyone, especially between family. It was obvious Grazia hated her and she knew the woman would always treat her like trash.

Once they were done eating Robin stood up and started to clear the plates away but Luca stopped her, looking a little disturbed. "No, I have people to do this, you will not cook, or clean. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes," she answered, nodding.

She followed the men into the main family room where they poured themselves a scotch and offered her something. She declined and just sat there quietly, listening as they talked business. Her eyes were growing heavy and were desperate to go to sleep, but afraid to say anything in case Luca became angry.

Filippo was the one to notice how her eyes kept closing. "Ah Luca, we are boring this young lady and she looks about to fall asleep. Shall I escort her to her room?"

Swallowing the last of his drink Luca rose to his feet. "No need, I shall walk her up as I'm about to turn in myself, goodnight Filippo." Taking her arm they walked out. He kept hold of her till they reached her bedroom.

"Again I'm sorry for the way Grazia is treating you."

"It's ok, I understand where she's coming from. She's right about me, I have no class and I'm nothing but poor trash." She lowered her eyes as a pool of tears clouded her vision. "You need to find someone else."

Using his index finger her lifted her chin up and saw her tears, his heart softens at that moment. "I never want to hear you talking that way ever again. You're as classy as the next person, we just have to bring it out in you. Also, I don't want anyone else for my wife, I want you and now isn't it better than living with your uncle? I get the feeling you've been horribly abused by him."

"You told me you don't expect sex from me," she said, moving her chin from his finger.

"That's right, I don't," he replied.

"If that's true then why do we have to marry? what is the point?"

"I already told you, Robin. I'm being pressured to marry for appearance's sake. Think of it as we are helping each other, I saved you from a life of doom and you are giving the way out of being forced into marrying someone who would expect more from me than my name."

"So, will you be having affairs?"

Luca ran his finger along her cheekbone. "Would that bother you?"

"It's of no concern of mine what you do," she answered. But for some reason, she felt a little sad at the thought of Luca in bed with another woman. Though he had made it clear he didn't want her, mainly because she was a virgin. Also, she was sure he didn't find her attractive, and she couldn't blame him, she was poor and not his type.

"Then why do you look so sad?"

"I'm just tired," she said, not wanting to tell him the real reason.

"Then I shall let you go to bed. Tomorrow we'll go shopping, get your hair and nails done. We'll stop and have lunch in the city, goodnight sweet Robin." Leaning down brushed his lips softly against her lips, a kiss so soft it could hardly be called a kiss.

Shutting the door behind her she traced her fingers along her lips where he had touched her with his. Getting undressed got into bed, she dreamed of Luca that night, dreamed that he was next to her as his hands wandered over her and his lips kissing her. She woke up with a start, the dream felt so real. Laying back down she tried to get him off her mind, but the harder she tried to the more restless she became. Feelings she never felt before flooded her body and an ache between her legs started to throb, a pool of dampness soaked her panties. This new sensation frightens her, not knowing for sure what it all meant.

SO WHAT DID YOU THINK OF THIS CHAPTER? IS LUCA REALLY A HEARTLESS BASTARD OR DOES HE HAVE A SOFT SPOT FOR ROBIN? WILL GRAZIA COST TROUBLE FOR HER? LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN OR WHAT YOU'D LIKE TO SEE HAPPEN. HOPE YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER, REMEMBER TO COMMENT AND LIKE. THANK YOU.