Bound by Vows: Ruthless Desires.

ALESSIA'S POV:

I looked around the place as I stepped out of the car. Still as beautiful as ever.

I wasn't here to admire beauty-everything had changed, and my family's survival was on the line.

I looked at the worker that rushed to me.

"Good morning, Miss Alessia" he greeted, panting.

"T–The Boss is with guests so you'll---"

"Who cares?" I interrupted, glancing at the driver as he took my things out of the boot.

The worker followed behind me, panicking as I walked past him and headed straight into the house.

With guests? While destroying my family's life?

My jaws tightened in anger as my pace quickened.

"Cesare!!!" I yelled out as I got closer to the drawing room, my anger doubling with the sound of their laughter.

"M–Ma'am, please---" the worker muttered as I barged into the room.

"What's this?" One of the Men seated, asked as he looked at me.

"I–I told her you were with guests, Sir" the worker tried explaining,

"She didn't---"

"Can't even handle a little girl" another cut in, clicking his tongue.

And there he was.

The very person set out to ruin my family, pulling me into such a stupid situation- Cesare Marchetti.

He kept looking at me as our eyes met.

My fists clenched as he smiled.

This bastard...

"We need to talk. I don't care---"

"Missy..." The capo seated closest to Cesare interrupted.

"This isn't a place for you to be at the moment. You can go join the ladies at the kitchen or make the beds"

The others burst into laughter at this.

Cesare was still watching me, silently.

I bit my lower lip, scanning through the room.

They think I'm some joke?

And that man. The capo that just made the joke- Fernando.

Doesn't he recognize who I am?

"You don't know who---"

"The spawn of a traitor" he cut in again, sharper this time.

"That's who---"

"Enough" Cesare cut in- voice thundering across the room, bringing it to complete silence.

He scanned around for a second, eyes trailing back to me.

"Everybody out"

Just like that, without a single grumble or noise, they all stood up, bowed and walked out, including the worker that stood besides me.

"...What the hell is this, Cesare?" I asked angrily, walking towards him.

"That's not the tone a sacrifice should be having"

My stomach twisted as the words sank in.

Sacrifice?

"How dare you?" I snapped.

"How dare you call me---"

"A sacrifice?" He mused, standing up.

"What do you call someone who's been offered by their father to save his skin and the future of his household?"

I gritted my teeth as he walked closer.

"T–That's not---"

"That's exactly what's happening. You're smart, Alessia. You've always been. Don't act foolish now"

I stared at him- frustrated, defeated and angry- at myself, at him and... at my father.

What made him choose to betray the Marchettis when he's been so loyal and righteous all these time?

"H–He didn't---"

"He did" he cut in, standing right in front of me.

"Shouldn't you be on your knees begging me to spare you and your family?" he brought his hand and ran it through my hair.

Fuck. A shiver of irritation followed, making me push his hand away.

"Don't do that" I glared at him.

"Or what?" He chuckled, grabbing my face.

"Now... This will be the last time in your little existence that you will dare have that tone with me. Understood?" His grip tightened.

"Understood?" He repeated upon my silence.

I struggled, but his eyes held me still. I was trapped.

"U–Understood" I stuttered, nodding.

My jaws tightened as I stared at him.

Am I just going to let him do whatever he pleased?

And this... This isn't the Cesare I used to know.

"Good" he mused, releasing his hand.

"You're my property now. It'll be for your own good to know your place"

My legs were already weakened, bringing themselves to the floor.

Pathetic, Alessia.

"Pathetic" he murmured, walking away.

"Prepare dinner for her and make her comfortable" he ordered the worker lurking outside,

"She'll meet me in an hour"

"Yes, Sir"

---

I stood outside the door for a while.

Why does he want to meet me?

Why did I even come?

You've accepted your fate.

No. I clenched my fist, raising it to knock on the door.

"Come in" his voice cut through from inside.

I walked in, crossing my arms to support each other since they were the only one I'd got now.

Me- The pride of Ferraro.

Reduced to... this.

My steps felt heavier as I walked towards him.

And what the hell was this strange heat his gaze pierced into my chest?

"This looks better on you" he scanned me, dropping the book he held and taking his glasses off.

I stopped, lowering my head.

Why did I even change into this for him to see?

White and silky- transparent...

It felt like some exhibition with the way he was staring.

My legs moved backwards. This isn't---

"You still don't seem to know your place"

I flinched, looking up.

"Come here"

Does he think I'm some servant who'd just do---

Fuck. Why was my body betraying me?

I forced myself to a halt.

I'm not going to let him toy---

"I hear you're still a virgin"

My stomach twisted immediately.

How did he know that?

"That's surprising" he chuckled.

"One wouldn't expect that with those sexy thighs"

We stared at each other for a while.

"Come Sit"

No chance.

I pulled the chair besides the table and sat down- far from him.

"It seems you need to be taught how to behave" he growled at me.

"Martha!"

The maid I'd seen outside the door walked in and closed the door.

"Sir" she bowed, ignoring me as our eyes met.

"It seems we have a course to teach our great miss Alessia here" he chuckled, glancing at me.

"Strip and crawl down here"

What? I turned to him sharply.

What kind of order was that?

"Yes, Sir"

I looked back.

Was she---

Oh. She's already.

I gulped, watching as she stripped, peeling her pants from her thighs and getting on the floor.

She looked at me as she crawled towards him.

My heart thumped. Heat pooled low inside me.

She stopped as she got to where he sat, her face raised between his legs.

"Now, take it off"

Take what off?

My eyes widened as she reached for his pants and took them off, unveiling his erect dick, that sprang like a pole.

I lowered my gaze as my eyes met Cesare's.

"Watch"

I looked up again, as if being controlled.

Fuck.

My legs twitched, rubbing against each other as she took his dick into her hand and stroked it smoothly.

He wrapped his hand around her head and brought it closer to his dick.

Was she---

Without being ordered, she took his dick into her mouth, like some candy and sucked on it as if savoring it.

Fuck. I lowered my head to look at my legs.

Why were they twitching so much?

My eyes widened as I heard his moans.

He just made... that sound?

I bit the bottom of my lip, tightening my grip on my thighs, as I stared at him.

He continued, softly with groans mixed in as she moved her head in rhythm.

Can I make him make that... that defeated sound, that's different from his harsh words.

I gulped.

Could I even fit... that into my...

He grabbed her hair as she increased the pace.

Fuck. My legs rubbed together, betraying me.

I looked up as he let out a louder groan and finished in her mouth.

Shit. What's happening to me?

I'm getting... turned on... from this?

Me? That's ab---

"Good job" his voice snapped me back to reality.

"You can go now"

I swallowed hard as she stood up and turned to me with a smile.

Her nipples looked so hard.

She was definitely enjoying that.

My eyes widened as she cleaned the cum that'd stained her face with her finger, licked and swallowed it.

"Thank you, Sir" she mused, walking off.

I gulped, slowly turning my head towards him as she stepped out.

"You..." He called out, still naked- dick still jumping.

F–Fuck.

Was... Was it my... turn?