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Neveah Aurora North:

I'm woken by the sound of the ocean again. I seriously could get used to this shit. Unfornutaly we have to go somewhere else today.

Rio didn't tell us where we're going exactly. He simply told us to grab all of our shit and make sure we wake up on time.

'Goodmorning.' Cataleya yawns, packing the last of her stuff into one of the suitcases. 'Morning.'

She looks at me, curious about my lack of emotion in my voice, but what did she expect? She lashed out at me last night and I feel like I need some time to process all of it.

Cataleya is already wearing a simple brown dress that barely reaches her knees and a pair of white flip-flops.

'Neveah. I wanted to say I'm sorry about the shit I said last night.' I walk towards the closet, ready to grab the clothes I laid out for today. 'It's fine, you were just angry I guess.'

'Rio really does have men walking around the block. I don't want to risk it.' She mumbles at me, knowing that I have nothing to lose. Or so she said.

I have more to lose than I'll admit. I have her. And her mother is part of her as well. They took me in when I needed a place to stay, so why would I risk that.

'Wait what happened?' She sighs before jumping on the bed. She tells me about everything that happened before she lashed out at me last night.

'You hit him!?' She nods, totally embarrassed by the fact that she did. Cataleya hit one of the most deadly men in the world, she should be scared for her life.

'I- I don't- I was just angry!' She tries to explain herself, but it doesn't change the fact that she did. She hit Rio.

'The fact that you're still alive..' Her cheeks turn red as she remembers what he did to her. Oh god...

'Please don't tell me you like him?' I ask, praying to God that she doesn't. Cataleya's brown eyes grow wide from shock. 'Of course not!'

All I can do is pray. Pray that she won't fall for him, like Andrea did. Pray that she's smarter than Andrea could ever be and that her hate towards Rio stays as big as it is right now. '

'Buongiorno le signore.' We both look at the bedroom door. Tiago smirks our way, probably noticing that I'm still wearing one of his old shirts as a pajama.

The only reason I'm wearing one of his old shirts, and not one of the pajamas we bought yesterday, is because it would be a waste to wear it for one night.

He's wearing a dark blue button-up with matching black trousers. Why does he look so good?

'Get that smirk off your face, you pervert!' Cataleya throws a pillow his way, but he simply doesn't care enough to move out of the way, making the pillow hit him and drop to the ground.

His eyes are locked on me. Again. Shit... The intensity of his dark hazel eyes scares me. It reminds me of our little encounter in the kitchen. The one I didn't tell Leya about yet.

'Little girl, Rio wanted to speak to you downstairs.' He doesn't even look in Leya's direction, even though he's talking to her, 'Please don't keep him waiting.' 'Why?'

'Trust me, you don't want to go on a trip with an annoyed Rafael.' He jokes, still staring at me. I do the same, not wanting to let him win again.

Slowly, his eyes trace down my body, to my naked legs that are open for his display, since I'm only wearing his shirt and a pair of panties underneath. Fuck.. I forgot that I'm not wearing anything underneath.

'But if-' 'Cataleya just go.' His sudden change of emotion, makes me want to hit him again. He's still talking to my friend. 'Tiago where are your manners?'

His eyes shoot back to mine, smirking like crazy. 'If she has any questions, she can go ask Rio.' He sighs, walking towards the little couch in the corner of the room.

I look at Leya, who is simply staring at the both of us in disbelieve. I nod, letting her know that I'll be fine if she decides to leave. Not that I want her to. But, knowing her, she won't leave if I don't. And we don't want to annoy Rio even more.

'Fine.' She huffs, before walking through the door, leaving me alone with this monster.

As soon as the door closes, his eyes are glued to me again. 'What is it Tiago?' I ask, making my way to the bathroom, to grab the last of my stuff.

He follows me and leans on the frame of the door, looking at me attentively.

'Why are you so fucking pissed all the time?' I turn my back on him and grab my toothbrush, so I can quickly brush my teeth before we leave. 'I am talking to you.' He sounds annoyed, but I couldn't care less.

Within seconds, my back is pressed against the cold marble tiles of the bathroom wall. His eyes are drilling into mine. He's not just annoyed. He's pissed.

We both take a deep breath, our shoulders going up and down almost in sync, and look at each other. Tiago annoyed, me not getting what the fuck is going on. 'Let go of me.'

'I should be angry with you..' He mumbles at himself, taking another deep breath, before leaning more towards me. 'I should.' But?

I gasp for air as I feel his lips caress my neck gently. His soft lips feel so good that it feels like I'm on fire when they encounter me.

'For some reason, I fucking can't.' His hands travel to my waist, slowly tracing the frame of my small body compared to his. 'You're just-'

He stops for a second and takes a shaky breath. This is destroying him, but I wonder why. He used to talk to me like this all the time, so what changed?

Maybe it's the six years of no contact. The six years where I totally left him in the dark. The six years where I ran away from him.

Tiago sighs and looks me in the eyes again. 'Fucking hell Neveah..' His hands travel lower and lower until they reach the end of my panties, slowly securing his fingers around it.

If I let him continue, he'll have me in a heartbeat. I would let him touch me, making him win again. But if I stop him now, I'll think about this for the rest of the day. With nothing to do about it.

'You drive me insane...' He groans a little, losing every sense of self restain he has, just for this little moment. 'I should hate you, but-'

His hand works its way inside my panties, slowly putting more pressure towards my core again. Fuck.. I almost fold forward, clinging onto his chest for dear life.

'I fucking can't.' His fingers slowly slide in and out of me, making me grasp to him even more. I press my face against his chest, hoping to muffle the moans trying to escape my mouth.

'I simply can't.' His other hand tucks at the back of my head, forcing me to look up. Forcing me to let out a loud moan, making me blush like crazy. 'Make those beautiful sounds for me again.' He groans smirking like crazy.

He picks up the pace, fastening his movements, making me feel like I'm in fucking heaven.

'Six years...' He groans into my ear, slowly going deeper and deeper, making me arch my back and lean in more. 'What?' I whine against his chest, trying to keep my breathing steady but ultimately failing like an idiot.

I want him to finish me, pleasure me like no one else ever has. I want him.

'Yet you feel so fucking tight around me...' Shit... He knows exactly what he's doing to me and it's driving me insane. I feel myself approaching my release, grinding myself against his hand slowly to get even closer.

He stops moving and pushes me against the wall, showing me who's the one in charge. Fucking hell!

'Six years Neveah..' The way he says my name again, sends shivers down my spine. If only he had his fingers in me now. He would feel my core twist around him.

'Please Tiago..' I whine, desperate for my release. I need him to finish this because if he doesn't, I might explode. 'Tell me what you want me to do Cara.. I'll do it.'

I grind against his hand and hold onto his shoulders. 'Finish me.' Without hesitation, he forces his fingers back into me, making me moan from pleasure. 'Oh fuck!'

'I can't-' I moan, but the way he looks at me makes me stop. He starts putting more pressure as his fingers go deeper and deeper. 'Take it, Neveah.' Fuck..

He grins and continues to work his fingers in and out of me in a quick paste, making my legs tremble slightly.

'Come for me, Neveah..' And I do. The warm feeling rushes over me, making my eyes roll back from all the pleasure. I can barely stand up straight, but thanks to Tiago's arms I'm still standing.

When I am finally down from the high, I open my eyes again, only to see Tiago smiling at me like crazy.

He lifts his finger, looking at it as if it's something he's never seen before, before licking it. 'A-fucking-mazing.' God...

He steps back slowly, making sure I can stand on my own, and looks at my legs. I look at my legs as well, hoping that I'm not shaking too much. But that's not why he's looking. A mark, the exact size of his hand, is showing on my thigh.

'Tiago!' He smirks and runs into the bedroom, 'What the fuck!?' I turn around and look at myself in the mirror. I look like a mess. An absolute mess. But I don't feel like one. I feel amazing, even though I just got finger fucked by my dangerous ex.

'As if that matters!' I quickly brush my teeth and make my way to the bedroom as well. 'Of course it does! What if I wanted to swim!?' 'It's not like they wouldn't know what we did, you were kinda loud.' He joked, making me giggle a little.

'I fucking hate you..' He rolls his eyes and makes his way towards me again, stopping right in front of me. 'That's not what it looked like when my fingers were-' I press my hand on his mouth to make him stop.

The last thing I want is for him to talk about it all the time. It's embarrassing enough that it happened in the first place.

'Never talk about this again.' He rolls his eyes again and licks my hand, making me pull it away and rub it against his, now wrinkled, shirt.

'We'll see.' He smiles, before leaving the room again. What the fuck was that?

'Miss North! You better be ready in five!' I hear Rio scream from down the stairs. I sigh and change clothes for today. The last thing I want is for Rio to be annoyed today, so I rush down the stairs and look at the others..

'Why did we have to go so early again?' I ask when they all look at me since I'm the last one to arrive. 'I have some business to attend. Hurry up.'

I roll my eyes at Rio and follow the others towards a black range rover standing on the driveway. Holy shit.. It was totally black and had tinted windows.

A few men, who worked for the Curzio's, put our suitcases in the car, and rushed back inside.

'Get in!' Rio commanded, already getting annoyed, even though we haven't even left the grounds yet.

I look at Cataleya, who seems to be talking to Marco. I can't pick up what they're talking about exactly, but she's laughing. Cataleya has never laughed with a boy like that.

'Miss Velez!' She sighs and smiles at him, before rushing to the car. She freezes when she notices the car. It's her favorite car of all time. 'Holy shit!' 'Get in, little girl!' Tiago chimes, before getting in himself. He's going to drive.

I open the door and look at the interior, it's the total opposite from the outside. The seats are covered in white leather and the walls are made out of something bright and shiny, making me squint my eyes just for a second.

'All white.' I state, and I notice Tiago looking at me through the rearview mirror, 'One drop of blood, and it's over.'

The men let out a low chuckle and look at each other for a second, before turning towards me.

'Guess you could say we have the best car cleaners in the world.' I gulp and sit back, waiting for Cataleya to enter the car.

She's too busy gawking her eyes out since this is her dream car and all.

As soon as she gets in, Tiago hits the gass. We drive to a private airport. It is almost completely silent the whole drive, but it's not awkward. At least not for me.

All I can think about is Tiago's fingers around the wheel. They were just inside of me and now he's driving us to the airport. Fucking hell..

I promised myself to not let him get to me, to not let him touch me or anything like that, yet it happened. I let him pleasure me and I didn't even try to stop him.

When we finally arrive, Rio jumps out of the car. He has to make some calls, to arrange everything. So does Tiago.

Granting Leya and me some alone time before we depart.

'So, you and Marco huh?' I joke, thinking about the way they talked to each other earlier. 'What?'

I nod and wiggle my brows, just to mess with her a little more.

'We were just talking, nothing special.' 'You laughed, you never laugh with a boy.' She shrugs and looks around, even though there's nothing but a flat piece of land.

'What did you talk about with Tiago?' She asks, curious about what he had to say. I shrug, not knowing what he wanted to talk about. If he even came to talk in the first place.

'We didn't talk...' I mumble, making her eyes widen a little. 'What did you do?' The sound of her voice makes me blush, it's embarrassing to say out loud, but I feel like I owe her the truth.

I promised her, no more lies. So I won't lie to her. At least I won't break that promise.

'He fingered me.' I blurt out, hoping that she heard me so that I don't have to repeat myself. 'What!?' She shouts, making me push my hand against her mouth, so she won't continue screaming at me.

'Please be quiet! It is embarrassing enough as it is!' She sighs and looks at me in total shock. 'Neveah, they are keeping us here by force.' Right..

I seem to forget about that part a lot.

'Ready to go?' Tiago asks us, leaning against the back of the car. Our eyes cross and he seems to enjoy it, so I quickly look away.

I can't let something like today happen again. I can't and I won't.

'Yes, let's go.' We follow them into a big private-jet. The name "Curzio" is written in cursive on the side of it.

We walk up the stairs, into the huge machine, immediately smelling like freshly chopped wood. The floor was made out of a black carpet, probably so you won't notice stains. The interior was a mix of dark wood and cream colors.

Six cream-colored, leather seats were placed on both sides. Everything was matching and I loved it. Leya did too. She kept looking around, noticing new things every second.

The Curzio men take a seat in the back, so Leya and I take a seat in the front. Staying as far away from them as possible.

'The flight takes about an hour and a half, so you can sleep if you want to. Don't bother either of us, we're going to work. Oh, and if you're hungry, ask the flight attendant if she can bring some food.' Tiago says, before walking back to his seat.

I sigh and look at Leya, who's simply smiling at me. She's never going to let this go, is she?

'Are Brandon, Marco, and Manuella also coming with us?' She asks and I shrug. I know just as much as she does.

'Guess we'll see.' I yawn, suddenly feeling exhausted. 'Go sleep, goofy.' Leya throws a blanket over me and takes a seat as well. My eyes start feeling heavy and before I know it, I'm dozing off onto dreamland.

A loud crash wakes me up though. I look around and see Cataleya smiling at me. 'It's okay, they're just opening the trunk.'

My eyes shoot to the small window, noticing that we're on the ground already. 'Did I sleep the whole time?'

'Yup,' She gets up, stretching her legs a little, 'You did.'

I get up and look at the back, Rio and Tiago are still busy with all their shit, so we make our way towards the exit.

A boy, about Brandon's age, opens the door for us and steps aside smiling. 'Salut les filles.' I nod at him, returning his smile, and take a deep breath.

This air feels different, it's way colder than in Italy, but still warm at the same time.

We walk down the stairs and wait for Rio and Tiago, but it takes too long, so we get inside the car and wait there.

'I'm curious as to where we're going exactly.' 'Rio said that we're going to one of his hotels tomorrow, he wants us to start "repaying" him.' She sighs and I raise an eyebrow at her.

'When did he say that?' I ask curiously. 'When you and Leon appeared to have a little moment!' She jokes.

'Well, what else did he say?' 'Not much, just that we're staying in a place outside of Paris,' She looks outside the window and back at me, 'But that was it and that's when I started talking to Marco.' She shrugs, not going into detail as I'd hoped.

'Miss North, you need to do something about your snoring problem.' Rio sighs before taking a seat behind the wheel. 'I couldn't focus at all.' Not my problem.

'I think it's cute.' Tiago says, smiling at me like I'm some kind of little kid. Ugh.. 'Not that I asked.' I mumble, before looking out of the window. I hear him sigh, but he doesn't say anything in return.

The drive to our residency was long, it's located somewhere in the mountains. Far away from everything. A tiny secluded home, compared to the mansion in Italy. Still bigger than anything I've ever owned or seen.

'Welcome to your new home.' Rio sighs, looking at the big entrance in front of us. The wooden doors swing open and an older-looking woman, around the age of twenty-four, runs outside with open arms.

'Rafael & Leonardo Curzio!' She jumps into Rio's arms and hugs him tightly, with a wide smile plastered on her face.

She's Asian and very pretty. Who is she? She's the prettiest woman I've ever met, with her dark, long straight hair and pale skin. Her lips so full, they almost look fake, and her cheeks slightly pink from all the running.

'Bonjour Celine, it's been a while.' Rio smiles at his old friend. This is the first time I've seen him genuinely smile at a woman that's not related to him, ever since I've met him. She lets go of him and jumps into Tiago's arms.

I don't know why, but the way they hold each other doesn't sit right with me. I'm not saying I'm getting jealous, but I just don't like it. His arms wrap around her waist perfectly, spinning her around in the air as if he's done it a million times before, I hate it.

'God Celine, I've missed you!' The girl, Celine, smiles at Tiago, before looking our way.

'Celine these are the girls I told you about,' Rio turns our way and points at Leya first, 'Cataleya Valentina Velez.' Celine smiles at her widely.

It doesn't seem like a fake smile to intimidate us, it seems absolutely real, making it harder to not like her.

'And Neveah Aurora North.' Rio finishes, pointing at me. Her eyes scan my body, while she smiles, making my cheeks feel like they're glowing. 'This is Neveah?' She asks, her french accent clearly audible, and I look at Tiago.

His cheeks glow red and he smiles like a little kid. 'Yes.' He answers, making me more curious about what he said about me.

'She indeed is very pretty, but I don't see the spark.' She says, before laughing with the two of them.

Cataleya and I stare at each other, not knowing what to think of this Celine girl.

'My name is Celine Elliose Dufort.' Celine says, still smiling with that perfect smile. God, she's perfect..

'I'm one of the doctors in the Curzio Family.' Family.. 'The best we have!' Tiago exclaims, before kissing her cheek. What?

I feel Leya's eyes burn through me, but I won't look at her. I simply can't look away from Tiago and Celine..

'Celine, can you do a health check as we talked about?' Rio asks his friend, taking away my focus from the two. She nods, with her perfect face, and smiles at us again. 'If you two could go to my room, I'll take a quick check to see if your bodies need anything and then I can show you around if you'd like?'

She's way too sweet, so sweet that it's getting annoying. But I nod, not wanting to be rude towards her. I don't even know if Tiago and her are a thing. And so what if they are?

Well, then it would be wrong of him to do that to me earlier today.

'Sure.' Leya says, kinda weirded out by the fact that I haven't said anything about Tiago yet.

We follow Celine inside, entering a gorgeous-looking hall with a huge crystal chandelier on the ceiling. Holy shit.. If the thing falls, we would be dead in an instant, but damn. It's gorgeous.

'Follow me.' Celine says, standing at the end of the hall. There doesn't seem to be a second floor in this house, just very high ceilings with big windows.

'This is my workspace.' She opens a door towards some kind of doctor's lab. A steel table is placed in the middle of the room, with all kinds of beeping machines close to it.

'You girls can take a seat in my office, I'll be back in a few.' Celine points at a door to our right, before leaving us to roam for ourselves. We follow her instructions and walk into the office, which looked almost the same as the one in Italy.

'Neveah-' Leya didn't even have the time to finish her sentence, since Celine follows us into the office. 'Take a seat ladies, please?'

I slowly lower myself into the leather seats across from her desk, looking at the details carved in the wood.

'Okay so first, I'm going to ask you a couple of questions.' She grabs a notepad and pen, before looking at us again. 'Can we ask you some in return?' Cataleya asks and Celine hesitates for a bit, before nodding.

'I don't see why not.' I look over at Cataleya. What is she doing?