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Cataleya Valentina Velez:

'Are you sure you'll be okay?' I nod and watch as Brandon runs over to Neveah. He's about to glam her up even more. 'I'll manage. Plus, I'm probably going to sleep anyways.'

'You haven't been sleeping good, have you?' She asks as Brandon sprays some perfume on her. I shrug and jump on the couch.

Truth be told, I haven't been sleeping well indeed. My mind is racing all the time, debating if I should talk to Rio about my proposal.

I haven't told Neveah yet, because I don't want to say it out loud too much. It's already embarrassing enough to think about. She'll understand.

'You're done!' Brandon exclaims as he helps Neveah out of her chair. She looks absolutely stunning.

Brandon picked out the perfect blue dress for her. It's not something tight, but something flowy and very summery. Great for today since it's hot out.

'You look amazing.' Neveah twirls around and smiles at me. 'Thank you, but are you-' 'Ask her one more time and I'll go out with Leon in your stead!' Brandon huffs, before handing Neveah a pair of white vans and turning back to me.

'She said she'll be fine, plus she can lock the door so Rio won't bother her.' I nod towards Brandon and walk over to Neveah. 'Plus, I can always go to their place if I really want to.'

'Uhm, sure. Just be aware of the hottie that's coming over for my weekly dick appointment.' Neveah and I both stare at Brandon before we all start laughing.

We head down the stairs and watch as Leon starts drooling at the sight of Neveah. It's the cutest shit ever.

'Stop drooling.' I joke, but he doesn't seem to care. He simply keeps his eyes on my best friend and watches us as we walk down the stairs.

Leon is wearing a white button-up with a pair of denim trousers underneath. He's a little underdressed in contrast to Neveah, but they will manage.

'She's right you know, you can stop drooling now.' Neveah smiles as she walks over to him.

'Okay, take good care of her and have fun!' Brandon chimes before rushing out the door. Leon turns back to us and points at Brandon, trying to see if we know any more than he does. 'He has his weekly dick appointment, or so he said.'

I smile and follow them through the door. I could stay here if I wanted to, Neveah offered it, but I declined. I have to talk to Rio anyway, so this is just great timing.

I take a detour back to Rio's house since I really don't want to talk to him. I know that I have to at some point.

So I head to his place and walk inside, noticing that no one's here. Not even Roman, who was with him the last time I checked.

I reach for the door to his office and stop when I hear a low growl from the other side of the door. It's Rio.

What's going on? I knock and hear a loud groan. It's not from Rio though. 'Come in!' Rio shouts and I do.

I open the door and peek inside, trying to see if anyone's naked so I have to cover up or something. But nobody's naked. Yet.

A woman, just a few years older than me, is bent over Rio's desk. She's not wearing a shirt or any pants.

'Can I help you, Velez?' I stare into his dark eyes and try to find the words. The sight of the woman is driving me insane.

I feel some kind of jealousy, but not because I want him to stay loyal to me. I want to be her.

'I- Uhm-' He smirks and smacks the woman on her ass, before turning back to me. Oh god... 'I wanted to talk to you, but I can see you're busy right now.' I tremble before turning back to the hall.

I hear the door close behind me and take a deep breath. There's no way that that just happened. Right?

My body responds before I'm capable of realizing what just happened, and I run to my room. Once I'm there I start pacing around like a lunatic.

I walk to the closet and change into something more comfortable since I'm ready to go to bed already.

Did I really just wish I was her? I groan and throw my arms around the air, cursing at myself for wanting him to do stuff to me. I should hate him, he's the devil who's forcing us to stay with him. He's a cold-blooded murderer.

But I want him to rail me. I want him to make me explode under his touch. But just then. I want nothing to do with him outside of the bed. I just want him to make me enjoy sex.

Like Neveah suggested... Use him for my own pleasure.

And that feels wrong.

It feels wrong that I want him to do anything to me. I should want him to leave me the fuck alone, and I do. I want him to leave me alone in every other aspect apart from sex.

I walk around the room for more than an hour while I try to calm myself down. It takes a few hours until I finally calmed.

Stop. I force myself to stop thinking about this and walk back down the stairs. Fuck it.

My body responds before I can even doubt myself again and I reach for the door. I burst through the door and look at the man with bewitching eyes.

He's alone, sitting in his leather chair and sipping from his whiskey.

'What was she doing in here?' I ask, trying to not make it obvious that I'm annoyed by the fact that they were about to do something here.

Rio looks at me and smirks. He notices how annoyed I'm getting and enjoys it.

'Are you jealous, Velez?' I want to hit him, just like that one time in Italy.

Rafael is the biggest piece of shit I've ever met, but I like it.

I like the way he made me feel as he buried himself inside of me. But that's the only thing I like about him. The sex.

'What the fuck was she doing in here?' I ask, already knowing the answer.

She was moaning like crazy and his shirt is unbuttoned. They obviously were doing something, but I don't know what exactly.

'And please tell me you used a condom?'

'First off, why do you care?' He asks before walking to the other side of his desk. 'And second, I don't do condoms, as you should know, Velez.'

'Answer the question.'

Our eyes connect again and I feel like kissing him. Not because of love, but because of desire.

I want to feel him inside of me again. Even though he almost had sex with someone else, I want to be the one he actually has sex with.

He takes a seat, leaning on his desks, and keeps his eyes on mine.

'She was about to get on her knees and suck me off, why?'

The words flow out of his mouth as if it's the most casual thing ever. It probably is for him...

Somehow, out of nowhere, I feel a wave of power rush through me. Confidence.

He wanted the girl to suck him off, but I stopped whatever they were doing. So he still needs someone to do it for him.

Where the confidence is coming from, I don't fucking know, but I can't stop grinning because of it, with cheeks redder than strawberries.

'I could do that for you.' I tease, trying to lure him in.

Two can play this game, and I'm going to win.

His eyes open wide- he's totally in shock by my words, and smirks.

'I'd like to see you try-' I don't even let him finish and rush over to him. 'But do you want me to?'

He takes in my words for a second and takes a deep breath. 'What? Do you want me to beg?'

I nod and slowly slide my hands towards the edge of his jeans.

He sharply inhales the air, my air since our lips are almost touching each other.

'Maybe I do.' He swiftly grabs the back of my neck, pulling my face up so that I have to look at him.

'Don't play with me, Valentina.' He grunts, pressing his lips against my bare neck softly. God this man is good...

I lean back, trying to create a little distance between my neck and his lips.

If he keeps going like this, I'll be the one who loses. But not this time. I'm going to be the one driving him insane for once.

'I'm not.' He stares deep into my eyes, debating if I'm telling the truth.

I've never sucked off a man before, but I'm willing to. If that means I'm going to be in charge for once, I will.

'Get on your knees.' He commands and I do. I drop to the floor and look up at him.

Rafael looks more gigantic than ever, but what did I expect. He's at least 6'5 and I barely reach his shoulder when standing.

He unbuckles his belt and looks at me, waiting for me to pull down his pants. I slowly pull them down, dragging his underwear with it.

His dicks pops up, hard and eager for release.

I gulp for a second, knowing that there is no way I'll be able to fit all of him inside my mouth.

'We're going to do this on my terms.' He groans, lifting my chin so I look at him instead of his length. 'If I can't-' 'Trust me, you will.'

I roll my eyes and hear him chuckle deeply.

'What did I say about rolling your eyes?' Fuck.. I actually forgot about that one.

'Shut up.' I wrap my hands around his dick and slowly pump them up and down.

I need fucking both hands to fit his entire size! The fact that both my hands aren't enough to cover his dick is scaring me.

I'm going to fucking choke, aren't I...

'Be a good girl and open that mouth for me.'

He grabs a hand full of my hair and forces me to look at him again. 'Open. Your. Mouth, Velez.'

I slowly open my mouth for him and wait for him to force himself inside my mouth.

To my surprise, he doesn't. He gently presses his tip against my lips. I open my mouth wider and try taking him as far as I can.

'Take it easy- Fuck.' He groans as he slowly pulls my head back.

I wait for him to let me continue, I know I can take more and he knows it too.

He slowly fills my mouth completely, cutting off my oxygen.

His moans drive me absolutely insane. Fucking hell...

Rafael lets out a harsh grunt and starts fucking my face while holding onto my head.

I take him as deep as I can, feeling like I'm about to die any moment if he keeps going this deep. My throat feels like it's about to explode and I feel him grow even more.

He goes so deep that I can touch his pelvis with my nose.

One deep thrust and he keeps me close to his waist, making me tap out since I can't catch my fucking breath. Why did that turn me on even more?

I feel the pool forming between my legs and push them together. If I'm enjoying this too much, I might lose again.

He slides out of my throat with a long string of my saliva following. I gasp, taking deep breaths and enjoying the feeling.

Rio grabs my face firmly and lets his finger rub over my cheeks, wiping away a rolling tear.

'Is it getting too much for you?' I shake my head, wanting to bring him closer to the edge.

I love the way he looks at me when I'm in charge. For the first time, I see him enjoy this more than anything.

'Open.' He demands and my jaw falls open as if I'm possessed. The tip of his dick slides past my lips, onto my tongue, and deep into my throat.

Rio lets go of my head with one hand and wraps it around my neck, pressing on the bulge forming in my throat.

'Fuck- You're amazing.' He grunts, taking a deep breath.

I am going to do this more often, because fuck...

'Holy shit! ' He groans. When I look up at him I notice how his eyes roll back.

I continue to bob my head as he stuffs my mouth fully. It's the best feeling ever.

'Keep going, Valentina...' And I do. Even if he begged me to stop, I wouldn't.

I want to bring him close to the edge and stop right there. Just to tease him, to see him desperate for release.

'Shit.' He hissed, thrusting his hips up so that he goes even deeper and deeper.

'Take every drop.' I look up, fluttering my lashes at him as he looks back down, slowly smirking before moaning out again.

I let my tongue slide around him and suck, hard. 'I'm going to-'

His dick twitches, signifying me that he's close. I pull him deeper once more, before pulling him out entirely, making him groan angrily.

'What the fuck-' 'That's what you get.' I state, stepping away from him, rushing to the door.

'Velez I swear-' I turn back to him and wipe my hand across my lips, before smiling at him. 'Karma is a bitch.'

The fact that he was so close that I didn't let him finish the way he wanted to feels empowering. I was the one in charge this time.

I run out of his office, into the hall, and smile at Neveah and Leon who are just entering the house.

'Valentina!' Rio shouts at me, he's still in his office, probably fixing himself up before he's going to come after me.

'How was your date?' I ask, smiling like crazy. I have never felt this proud in my entire life before. It's insane.

'You fucking-' We all turn to the door. Rio is fuming with anger, ready to fucking kill me, but he stops and stares at Neveah and Leon. 'You're back already?'

Leon nods and smiles at Neveah for a second. 'Yes, but you wanted to talk to me?'

'Yes,' Rio looks at me and clenches his fists, making me smile even wider, 'Let's do this in my office.'

Leon nods and strides towards Rio. I grab Neveah's arm and pull her with me, towards the living room since she's kind of tired. She tells me all about her little date with Leon. It sounds absolutely romantic.

They went for a drive and ate with the sunset in the background. And of course, they had sex in the car.

'Remind me to never drive in Leon's car.' I sigh and all she can do is laugh. 'They're cleaning it now.' Oh god...

The fact that people have to clean it, says enough. They made a mess.

After fifteen minutes, Leon walks into the room. He watches as Neveah tells me a bit more about the plans for tomorrow. We don't have to work, so she wanted to see if we could go somewhere. To get out of the house and all.

'Come on, let's go to bed.' Leon sighs after another twenty minutes of hearing us talk. Neveah nods and hugs me, before heading out. I instantly run to my room, afraid that he's still downstairs and is waiting for me somewhere now that we're alone again.

I get to my room and close the door, taking a deep breath, before turning to my bed. There he is. Sitting on the edge, facing me.

'You shouldn't have done that today, Velez.' His voice is deep, dark, and scary at the same time, but most of all intriguing. 'What do you-'

It takes him less than two seconds to press me against the wall again, making me flinch because of the clash. The last time my back hurt for at least a week. 'You know what I mean.'

He looks into my eyes and smirks, he's in control now. Fuck.

'You're going to regret doing what you did.' He whispers seductively, making me doubt if I'll really regret it.

I mean, if this is the outcome, him threatening to pleasure me, I don't think I will.

His lips brush against mine and just when I'm ready for him to kiss me, he grins and pushes me back, not allowing me to even try to kiss him. 'What-' He presses his hand onto my inner thigh and, since I'm wearing shorts, it feels like his fingers are burning through my skin.

'Big talk for someone who's unable to finish without moaning.' He continues as he presses his fingers onto my soaking panties. It's driving me absolutely insane, forcing me to grasp onto him.

If this is payback, I should do it more often. I should press his buttons every day if it meant that he would do this to me afterward. 'Rio please-'

'Please what, Velez?' He smirks, connecting his lips to mine. I allow it all, enjoying the warmth that rushes through me. I pull him down by his shirt and feel his fingers enter me in the best way possible.

I gasp for air when he pulls back and forces his fingers deeper inside of me. Fuck! 'You wanted this to happen, didn't you?'

He pulls my head back just a little, forcing me to look at him, instead of burying my head in his shirt. 'Yes- fuck! Yes, I did.'

I feel my cheeks flush red from shame, but for now, I don't care. I just want him to keep going and never stop. 'What do you want from this, Velez?'

Of course, he knows. He knows I want something out of this. He knew way before I even thought about it because it's him. He knows how this goes.

'What do you want from me?' I try steadying myself for what's about to come and feel the pressure building up in my chest. 'Velez?'

I can't fucking answer if he keeps- 'Fuck-' He forces another finger inside and goes deep again, making me arch into him a bit more.

Since I'm not answering, since I'm not giving him what he wants, he pulls back entirely and presses me back against the wall.

'Teach me.' I breathe against his lips, making him frown at me. 'Teach me all you know, make me feel things I didn't know are possible.'

If I wasn't so desperate under his touch, I wouldn't have said a thing. But my body and mind are entirely on two different levels when it comes to this.

'You want me to prepare you?' He asks, moving his lips closer to mine again. I'm unable to speak, afraid that I'll moan if I try, and nod.

He's seriously debating it, scaring the hell out of me. It's becoming real now. I'm simply waiting for him to start laughing at me. This is absolutely absurd. He will never-

Rio steps back, leaving me against the wall like a desperate mess, waiting for him to touch me again. But he simply sighs.

'Goodnight Velez.' What? I watch in awe as he walks through the door, not even closing it behind him. 'Did he just-' Fuck!

I just ruined every chance of him touching me ever again. It feels wrong that that's the first thing I think about, but it is. I want him to touch me again, especially after what happened today.

I stumble over to my bed and let my body fall on top of the sheets, too exhausted and aroused to climb underneath them, I almost fall asleep instantly.

The next morning I wake up, still a little aroused by what happened last night. I brush my teeth and look in the mirror. I look like an absolute mess.

I comb my hair and pull it into a bun since I'll probably change clothes later. I make my way down the stairs and enter the kitchen. Rio is sitting there, drinking his morning smoothy like always.

'Goodmorning.' I mumble, turning away from him immediately. The morning after everything we do is the most awkward moment ever. This time more than ever, because, as far as I know, neither of us came.

So the tension is still in the air. Fucking hell...

I grab an apple and turn back around, noticing that Rio has not taken his eyes off me. Sometimes I wish I could just read minds. That way I wouldn't have to guess what he's thinking about right now.

'So about what you said last night.' Oh god. 'Forget I even said a thing, I was just tired and-' He gets up from his chair and strides to the sink, before turning back to me. 'I'm in.' What?

'You want me to teach you, I'll teach you.' My heart starts racing and I can't help but get a little excited.

Neveah was right, it's easier than I thought. 'You will?'

He nods and steps closer. 'As long as you'll be ready every time I want.' Which is? 'And we'll play by my rules.'

He pours himself a glass of wine, even though it's not even nine in the morning.

'Your rules?' He nods again and turns back to the little table on the other side of the kitchen. I follow and take a seat across from him.

'I'll make you a promise.' I shake my head and stare at him. If we're doing this, I want it on paper. I don't trust his word.

'No, you'll make me a contract.' I state, watching his every move. His lips curl up as he takes a big sip of his red wine.

'A contract?' I nod and get up from my chair. 'You know, a written agreement.'

'Does this look like fifty shades of grey to you?' He jokes, making me roll my eyes at him. 'Yes or no?'

He sighs and takes another sip, before turning back to me.

'Why?'

'I don't trust you with just a promise.' I answer honestly.

'Have I ever lied to you?'

Not really... But I still don't trust him...

'You said you wouldn't touch me that night and you did.' For a second, he thinks, not understanding what I'm talking about, but smiles and places his glass on the table.

'And look where we are right now, you wanting me to make a contract so we can fuck.'

The way he says it, is sickening. It makes me feel weak and awful. But it's the only way I'll be able to do this.

His eyes bore into me as he tries to read me again.

'What do you want it to say?'

'What?' I ask, not understanding what he's getting at now.

'The contract.' Right...

'All the things we'll be doing, the rules and-' 'Rules?'

I nod and stare into his eyes again. 'Yes rules.'

'What rules Velez?'

'Well, for starters. Neither of us will have sex with someone else while we....' I'm too ashamed to say it out loud, but if this goes through, if he'll agree to make a stupid contract, it'll be real.

'While I teach you all I know, right?' He mocks, trying to impersonate me by recalling my statement from earlier.

I roll my eyes but nod as my cheeks glow red. 'Yes.' I sneer, trying to stay calm.

I can't believe I'm actually doing this, but it seems right. I rather have this than staying the desperate mess I was two days ago.

'Isn't it a little too relationship-like?'

'We won't be dating, you're just not allowed to have sex with someone else. I don't want any STDs since you won't use a condom.'

He nods, taking in all the information, and takes another sip.

'So, what do you say?'

Rio stares at me and smirks. 'I'll see, Velez.' Before getting up and walking out of the room, he states, leaving me all flustered like always.

Just a few minutes ago he said yes. And I had to ruin it again by asking him to make a stupid contract. Ugh!

I regret even starting about it and grab a water bottle, before heading back to my room. I have to finish one of the papers for Rio anyway, otherwise, he'll be even more annoyed than he already is.

I grab the big book and walk back to my bed, laying down with my back leaning against the headboard. I ruined it...

He'll never touch me again. And the fact that I'm kind of sad about it, scares me. I don't like Rio, trust me I hate him, I just like what he can do with me. I like when he touches me.

Okay, stop. This thing is taking up more time than anything ever and that's not part of my plan. The plan was simple, he would teach me shit and that's it. Everything else would be just the same as it was before.

Rio told us we didn't need to go to the hotel today, yet he gave us a bunch of papers to go through. I've actually never seen him work for his hotel, now that I think about it.

It takes a few hours to go through all of the papers and it's exhausting. But at least I'm busy, not allowing myself to sulk over the fact that I ruined my life by even suggesting something like this to Rio.

A bunch of papers are thrown onto my book, scaring me to death.

I look up and stare into Rio's dark eyes. He points at the papers and smiles.

'Our contract.' What?

I look at the papers and read the letters. Consensual agreement.

'You actually made one?' It took him, what? Three hours?

'I'm a man of my word, I wrote all the things I'll be teaching you.'

I look into his eyes again, watching as he enjoys my reaction. 'Like what?'

'You'll see.' He whispers as he keeps his eyes on me the entire time. 'One rule that won't be broken, no feelings.'

I browse through the papers and read a list of things that I've never heard about before. Anal...

'No anal.' I state immediately. He raises a brow at me and takes a seat next to me. 'Why not?'

Seriously? 'Because I don't want shit going up my ass.' I sneer, making him chuckle softly.

'I bet you didn't want me down your throat either, but you did that too. Didn't you?' Asshole.

No matter how hard I try, his words start to get to me right away.

'No. Anal.' He sighs and I watch as his jaw muscles tighten a little. 'You haven't even tried it yet.'

'I don't care.' I like how I'm pushing all of his buttons right now. But I don't get why he's so eager for anal. I told him he could do anything he wanted to me. I told him he could use me any way he wants, but it's not enough. He wants anal?

'I'm not doing anal.' I state, watching as his eyes move to my lips. 'We'll see about that one Velez.' He groans, handing me a pen.

'I'm serious.' 'Just sign the papers, you're already annoying the fuck out of me.'

Do something about it then. I grab a pen from my own stash and hear him sigh deeply.

The pen feels heavier than usual, probably because I'll basically be signing my life away.

This feels wrong... But I want to. I want him to teach me.

So I put my signature on the little line and take a deep breath, before handing him the paper.

He signs it himself and hands it back to me.

I place it on my desk and turn back to him, keeping a close eye on his next move.

He steps closer and presses me against the wall again, towering over me like the giant he is.

It's bad that I want him to kiss me. It's bad that I want him to ruin me again. It's bad that I'm allowing him to do this to me from now on. It's bad. But I don't care.

'We start tomorrow.' He chimes as he walks back through the door, 'Now come with me.'

'What-' 'I'm not going to ask again, Velez.' He continues to walk down the hall, and I sigh but run after him. He's already waiting at the door and looks a little tense again.

'Where are we going?' He simply ignores me again as he continues to walk to the front of the house, towards his car. I want to shout at him, but he gets in the car and immediately starts the engine.

I rush over to the car and jump in, looking at him as he races off of the grounds.

'Rio, where are we going?' I ask again after a few minutes of silence. He looks at me briefly, before focusing on the almost empty road again. 'Your body is mine now.' What?

The way he says it, sends a wave of heat through my body. The things that come to my mind are absolutely insane. But I wish they would become reality.

'We're going to get you that tattoo.' I instantly stop fantasizing about his words and look at him in shock. 'What?'

'You heard me.' He drives onto the highway and looks at me again. 'You're getting this tattoo.' Rio keeps his hands in between us and smiles like the devil he is.

'No, I'm not.' I look at his hand and read the same letters as Celine's. 'I'm not getting that shit on my skin.'

'Pick a place.' 'I am not getting that tattoo, Rio.' I sneer, almost hitting him since he's talking about this like it's nothing. 'Oh you are Velez, you signed your body to me.'

'Not in that aspect. You know that-' 'You should've read the little letters before you signed those papers, Velez.' He smirks, turning back to the road.

'Stop the car.' I sneer, but he simply keeps driving. 'Stop the fucking car!'

I want to hit him, but I'm afraid of what he might do. What if he loses control and we crash? I don't want to die in the car with him out of all people.

'Rio-' 'Just accept your fate and shut up.' He sneers as he drives off of the highway again. 'Why? I'm not pregnant and you won't get me pregnant! I don't need the stupid tattoo!'

He smirks again, probably thinking about my words. 'You should pick your words differently, Velez.' He snorts, annoying me all the more.

This is something simple to him. Something he has done a billion times before. But not with me. I won't cooperate with him on this. 'Why do you need me to get it?!'

'If you get it, North will follow without hesitation.' So... He sighs and stops in a parking lot, before turning to me.

'She won't. Believe me.' He smirks and opens the door, waiting for me to follow him, but I don't. I stay put. 'She will.' He slams his door and walks to the front of the car, still waiting for me.

I don't move a fucking muscle. There's no way I'm getting this tattoo. I'd rather die.

I watch as Rio sighs deeply and walks over to my side of the car. I ready myself for what's to come and keep my eyes on him as he opens the door and leans down.

'Get out of the car Velez.' He demands, waiting for me to move again. I fold my arms in front of my chest and shake my head, making him take a deep breath before he leans down a bit more.

He's close, too close, but I'm not backing down this time. I did sign the contract, but I certainly didn't see anything about this in it. I'm not getting that tattoo.

'For the last time, Velez. Get out. The car.' I look up into his eyes and smile as I shake my head this time. He rolls his eyes at me and pulls me out of the car. I slam my hand across his face and hear him chuckle deeply.

'You can do better than that.' 'Fuck you!' He throws me over his shoulder, not giving a single fuck about the fact that people can basically see my ass underneath the shorts I'm wearing. 'Put me down!'

People that were walking down the streets look at us strangely, I mean obviously, but they don't do anything.

'I'm being held as a hostage! Help!' I shout at the top of my lungs as I start hitting and kicking at Rio with all I have. He simply strides towards a tattoo shop and opens the door.

Even inside, he doesn't put me down, until we reach a private room. Without looking around, I try to run out of this place, but he's faster and pushes me onto the little table thing, and stays close enough for me to be locked in between him and the chair.

'Help!' 'Will you stop shouting like a little kid!?' He sneers, pressing his hand onto my mouth to silence me. I shake my head and try to pull away, but he's stronger.

Why did no one do anything? About my mother's age, a man with tattoos covering his entire arms enters the room. 'Can't she keep quiet?'

'No. She's vexatious.' Wait- The man walks over to the other side of the chair I'm in and starts rubbing on some stuff. Is he really going to tattoo me?

It's obvious I don't consent to this, I'm trying my best to get out of Rio's grip, but somehow he will still tattoo me. Because Rio told him to...

'You better lay still pretty one, otherwise, you'll ruin it.' I look at Rio, feeling tears stream into my eyes. The fight inside of me is slowly dying, there's no way I'm going to get out of this, but I won't give up.

I bite into Rio's hand with all the force I have, hearing him groan, but he doesn't pull away. Fuck!

He leans onto me a bit more, forcing me to stop squirming in the chair, and smiles. Fucking asshole! He slowly lowers his hand to my neck and wraps his fingers around me gently, more gentle than ever before. No!

I know what he's doing. He's trying to seduce me into this and I can't let that happen.

'Where do you want the tattoo, Velez?' He smirks, leaning in a bit more. I can almost feel his lips against my neck and try to push him away again, but it's no use. He's stronger. He'll always be stronger.

'Tell me.' 'Go to hell.' I sneer, slamming my head against his so that he has to move away. He lets go of me entirely and steps back, granting me enough time to reach for the door.

But that's it. I only reach the door to be pushed against it harshly, making me gasp for air because of the collision. 'Not so fast.'

He lifts me up again and throws me back onto the chair, not giving a single shit about the pain he's causing me. The tattoo guy simply chuckles and starts his machine. No!

'Please don't-' 'Shut it, Velez.' Rio presses his weight onto me again, not allowing me to even think about running again. 'Cabrón'

His lips curl up into a smirk and he looks at my body for a second. 'I'm going to ask you one more time, where do you want the tattoo, Velez?'

'Nowhere!' He sighs and looks at the guy who dips his pen into some black ink. 'Just pick!'

'No!' I try breaking free one more time since the tattoo guy is leaning away from us to fix his shit. 'How can you do this!?' 'I'm simply doing my job.' He chimes, making sure everything's ready.

'Velez.' 'Go to hell!' And that's it. Something inside Rio switches and his eyes turn darker than ever before. He pulls up my shirt and looks at my skin, trying to find a place to mark me.

Trying to find a place to mark me as his. But not in the way I thought he was. He's going to ruin my skin forever.

'Right here should be fine.' He pulls up my bra just a little bit and points at the skin just underneath my boobs. 'Left or right?'

Fear fills my body entirely and I instantly start to panic. He's not serious about this, right? He doesn't seem to be joking. Fuck.

'You pervert!' 'At least that way people won't see it obviously! So, Velez, left or right?' I shake my head and watch as he keeps my boobs up just enough to look at me strangely as if it's his body we're talking about here.

I keep my mouth shut, beside that I scold him and shout at him to stop, I won't answer him. I won't give him this. Not willingly.

'Left it is.' 'Fuck you!' He pushes me against the chair harshly and leans in a bit more, almost letting our lips touch again. I try catching my breath when I feel his hand press on my left boob as he tries to keep it up.

The tattoo guy sighs deeply and leans down a bit more, looking up at me as he's about to rob me of the one thing I still own. My body.

I know Rio said that I basically gave him my body, but I didn't look at it like that until now. It didn't feel like that at all.

'This might hurt.' The machine starts buzzing and I try moving, but Rio keeps me in place.

'Please don't.' Our eyes connect and for a second, just a second, I see him doubting this. But I must be blind because he starts smirking right away and watches as the ink get's imprinted into my skin.

I feel like an absolute idiot for thinking that he would listen to me beg, that he would change his mind if I begged. I am an idiot for thinking that this would end well. That this is what I signed up for.

It hurts like hell, making me hiss and groan and almost shout out of pain, but I decide to stop moving. The tattooed man was right, I better lay still if I want it to look somewhat decent.

Tears stream down my face, onto my chest, and Rio watches as I cry in silence, probably enjoying every second of it.

After about thirty minutes, he's done. He puts everything away and steps out of the room, allowing Rio to finally get off of me, but he doesn't.

He stays put, still pressing his weight onto me. 'Get off of me.' I fume at him.

I've never been angrier with anyone in my entire life.

He takes a deep breath and finally steps off of me, allowing me to breathe again, as I get up and rush to the mirror on the other side of the room.

O 𝓒 M 𝓤 E 𝓡 R 𝓩 T 𝓘 A 𝓞

It's written underneath my left boob, just like Rio said it would. No...

I almost drop to my knees from exhaustion and stare at Rio through the mirror. He still has the smirk plastered on his face. 'It's not as bad as you thought, huh?'

'Get me the fuck out of here.' I sneer, wanting to get the fuck back to the house right now.

It's the fact that he's my only ride home right now because there's no way for me to get back to the house without him, otherwise, I would've run out of this place straight away.

Rio heads to the door, giving me just enough time to look at the tattoo again. It's indeed not as bad as I thought, but it's still wrong.

Maybe if he gave me some time, maybe if he let me decide what I want. But he wouldn't let me. Because he's Rio.

And I will forever hate him for doing this to me...

The whole way back to the house goes by in silence. I notice him looking at me from time to time, not out of concern but arrogance. He knew that he won. And he's enjoying his victory.

As soon as we get to the house, I jump out and run to my room. I lock the door and run to my bed, dropping myself on top of it.

I have to talk to Neveah, but right now I can't. Right now I feel like crying, even though I hate myself for letting it get this far.

This is something I should get used to now. Rio owning me like some kind of fucking puppet. That's not what I wanted. I wanted him to teach me. Not use me.

I decide to have diner in my room, instead of with the others downstairs. Neveah does visit and asks me what's wrong, so I tell her what happened. She instantly rushes out of the room, shouting that she's going to kill Rio.

After what feels like hours, I hear someone knock on my door. Without allowing me to answer, Rio walks into the room. I curse at myself for not locking the door after Neveah left, but it's too late now.

'Are you done sulking?' He smirks, slowly walking closer to my bed. I crawl to the other side, trying to keep my distance from him. 'Espero que mueras.'

'Bueno' He answers before pinning me to the bedframe within seconds. I kick his legs, but it seems to only tickle him or something since he keeps smiling. 'Get the fuck out of my room!'

Rio's eyes burn through me and I wish he wasn't so goddamn handsome.

'Get. The fuck. Out.' He simply takes a deep breath, as if this is something he has to put up with on a daily basis.

'You're really becoming a pain in my ass Velez.' I roll my eyes and try to push him off again, but it's no use. 'And you're a real piece of shit!'

His grip tightens, making it hurt like hell, but I try to not make it known. Because if he knows how much he's hurting me, he'll keep going.

My pain is his pleasure...

Without thinking twice, I spit in his face, making him let go of me instantly. He steps back, finally allowing me to get up from the bed, as he wipes my spit from his face. I have about five seconds to get the hell out of here so I run to the door, barely making it since he's already on my ass.

Just as I'm about to run out, he pulls me back. Rio throws me around the room, back onto the bed. I gasp for air as I try to get up again. But Rio's faster. Way faster.

He blocks any way out, the door to the hall and the one leading to the additional bathroom.

The only way out is through the window and there's no way I'm jumping down there. If I somehow survive, I'll have broken ankles. And where the fuck am I supposed to go then? People are walking around with guns. People who wouldn't hesitate to shoot me if Rio ordered them to.

'Why are you being so stubborn?' He asks calmly, trying to cover up his anger. But I can tell. I know he's angry. I made him angry. But I don't give a single fuck right now.

'Stubborn?' I ask a little startled, but he simply nods. As if what he did today meant nothing. Nothing more than waking up in the fucking morning. 'Yes, stubborn.'

'How is being angry because you forced me to get a tattoo, stubborn?!' Now I'm also getting angry. He has the audacity to talk about all of this like it's nothing.

'I knew this was going to end up in more drama.' 'Then why did you do it!?' I shout back, making him look at me with glaring eyes. He looks as if he's about to murder me, but so do I. If I had the chance right now, I would.

I fucking would.

'Trust me, Velez. It was not my idea.' What? My anger drops and changes to worry. If it wasn't him who decided, it must've been Leonardo. 'Leon.' 'He thought it would be a smart thing to do.'

Because if they have me, they have Neveah...

I can't believe Leonardo came up with this idea. This heartless, ruthless, hurtful idea.

'But I thought-' 'He likes you, but he needs Neveah with him.' He takes a deep breath and walks back to my bed. 'Because he loves her.'

It sounds like he's about to puke, and so am I. Not because of Leonardo's love for Neveah, like Rio, but because of the sick truth. Leonardo is the one who came up with this. The guy I started liking, the guy that's dating my best friend.

'Don't be so bitter about it, it was going to happen at some point. I mean, you did give your body to me when you signed those papers. Remember?'

My eyes instantly shoot to his and all the anger flows back in. 'Not like this.' He simply chuckles at my anger, making me want to kill him even more.

'It's not my fault you were too desperate to read the tiny letter, Velez.'

He's right. I was desperate. Too desperate. And I regret it. Now I'm marked for life, simply because I was too desperate for Rio.

'I'm not the only one who was desperate for this agreement.' My words make him wonder what I mean, and he must be the shallowest man on earth.

'It took you, what?' I act as if I'm counting, even though I know exactly how long it took him, 'Three hours to make the contract. So I guess I wasn't the only desperate one, right?'

He takes a deep breath, trying to keep himself composed again. 'I just needed to fuck someone.'

'According to you, you can fuck anyone you like. Right?' He nods and takes a step forward, making me walk towards the bed. If I climb over it and run to the door, I'll be able to get the fuck out of here. 'Then you would be able to fuck whoever you liked.'

He thinks about it for a second but nods again. 'So?'

'Instead of going out, finding yourself a woman, you came to me.' My words flow out like fire. I'm ready to make him burn.

'Don't start feeling special now, Velez. You're the one who begged me to teach you, remember?' I wish I had a knife in my hand. That way I could throw it, right in his chest or maybe even in his perfect face.

'And if I were you, I would lower my tone.' He takes another step, allowing my passage to freedom. 'Good thing you're not me.'

I try slipping past him, but he's quicker. Again.

Within seconds he has me pinned against the wall, forcing all the air inside my lungs out because of the hard crash against the wall.

I collect my saliva, ready to spit again since it worked last time. 'Try spitting again Velez, I dare you.' His voice is deep. Deeper than usual, and I swallow my spit.

He'll leave eventually. 'Let me go.'

'Pick a safe word.' He says, making me furrow my brows.

'If we're going to do this, you're going to be needing a safe word, trust me.'

I gulp audibly, trying to calm myself down. What the fuck did I get myself into. Just a few seconds ago I wished he would die, and here I am, desperate for his touch.

'It's not going to be stop, I'll only go harder if you say that.' He smirks, moving a little closer.

'So pick.'

I glance around the room, trying to come up with anything to use, and feel his eyes on me. The feeling of weakness is getting to me and I try to cover it by shaking my head at him.

He needs me to pick a safe word before we can go through with this, but nothing in this room screams safe words to me.

'Today Velez.' My eyes shoot to his, making us connect in a weird way. A weird, but deep way.

The look in his eyes reminds me of the first night I actually talked with him. The first night he told me about himself. And the emotions I felt today.

'Temor.' I breathe, making him furrow his brow for a second.

'Fear?' I nod and move my gaze to his lips. God, I want him to kiss me.

I want him to fuck me again, I want to feel his skin on mine and reach limits I didn't know were reachable.

'Okay, temor it is.'

And that's it. He walks back out of my room, leaving me flustered again. 'I hate him...'

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A/N: Okay so... I know I said that I was going to take my time writing the next chapter because of school, but I can't help it! Anyways! I think I should be booking all of us a therapy session after this chapter...

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