★JANIE★

His semen smeared the corners of my lips, staining a bit of his pants. I felt embarrassed, furious, and vulnerable, knowing I couldn't do anything to retaliate. Especially not when he threatened to murder the family that has been taking care of me for the past two months.

A devilish smirk crept to the corners of his lips and I wanted nothing more but to smack them right off, just before he kissed me.

My breath hitched.

"I thought you didn't know how to do it, but you almost brought me to my knees." He whispered into my ears. And instantly, my knees buckled.

As Luciano's hand clasped down on my shoulders, I felt myself tremble beneath his touch. My subconscious kept trying to remind me how much I despised this man. How excited I was to have escaped from his den. But with each passing second, I found myself drawn to him and my innocence tampered with.

His fingers grazed my skin in a soft, fluffy rhythm and he began to wipe off the traces of tears from the corner of my eyes. "Your eyes are gorgeous and they glisten with those tears. But I don't want to see you this way whenever you are with me."

I swallowed the hard lump in my throat but said nothing.

With one swift pull, he jerked me up to my feet. Our eyes didn't leave each other for once.

And then, he commanded with a deep, authoritative tone. "Strip."

My eyes widened in disbelief.

I thought I'd seen enough in just one night, why the hell was he doing this to me?

The urge to argue with him crept to the forefront of my brain. However, something compelled me to do exactly as I was told. Maybe it was the threat of killing the people that helped me or something else. Nevertheless, I found myself succumbing to his whim.

My heart beat raced faster as I brought my fingers to the hem of my pants. His intense gaze watched my every move like a hawk monitoring its prey.

I inhaled deeply then exhaled afterward, before I began to tug my pants slightly, then reluctantly dragged it down my thighs until I finally peeled it off.

"Hmmm...good girl." He growled with a devilish smirk, portraying that he was enjoying every bit of this moment.

Under his heavy scrutiny, I went ahead to remove my shirt. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I now stood in front of him in my lace panties and bra.

My nipples could be seen peeking out, and Luciano seemed to notice them. His fingers teased my tits for some seconds while I struggled to breathe.

Momentarily, I felt like melting into a puddle and my pulse quickened.

What was he doing to me? Why was my body reacting to his touches? I wasn't supposed to feel this way. Yet, all I could pitch right now was him slamming me hard against the wall until I lost every bit of my innocence.

He ceased assaulting my nipples and I let out a breath of relief.

Leaning back into the chair, he rubbed his stud, while his eyes surveyed me from head to toe with keen interest.

"Now take off your panties."

My gaze narrowed into mere slits. I looked at him, wondering if he was in his right mind, but apparently, he was. In fact, he was well aware of what he just uttered.

Tears pooled in my eyes and I let out a shaky breath as I shook my head with my lips quivering. Deep down, I wanted to defy his order, but seeing his dark orbs piercing into mine and the strictness on his face, I knew he wasn't going to take no for an answer.

So I removed my panties and tossed them on the ground.

He pointed at my chest. "Your bra." And I removed that too.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet except for the rapid thump of my heartbeat. Luciano entwined his fingers, still looking at me.

"Now, climb the bed."

My legs felt heavy as I dragged myself to the bed. I didn't want to do this. Was this how my first would pan out? I thought to myself. I didn't want him taking away my virginity. I don't want to look back years later and remember him as the man who stole my innocence. Despite all these contradicting thoughts, I solemnly did as instructed.

Laying on the bed, back flat, I felt my chest heaved in sheer anxiety.

Seconds later, Luciano rose to his feet. He placed the iPad on the chair and then slipped out of his jacket.

I looked away from him as he made to climb the bed.

Right now, fear was the only feeling tugging my guts and I wished I could act on it. But disobeying him would only mean the death of these people.

They are kind and loving. They accommodated me as one of their own without expecting anything in return, so the least I could do was protect them. Even if it meant losing the one thing, the only moral I've clung to while growing up.

Closing my eyes shut, I dread the moment his cock would slam into me. My body froze and I didn't even want to look at him.

Tears brimmed my lashes and a lone tear managed to escape from my closed eyelids. But then, I felt something wet between my parted legs and a sudden rush of pleasure swept through me.

By this time, I opened my teary eyes and looked down only to find Luciano's head buried between my thighs, eating me out.

I threw my head back, relishing the great amount of ecstasy splitting through my body, forgetting that I was scared of this same man some seconds ago.

How does he do it?

"Oh!" A moan escaped my lips when his tongue circled my G-spot and I curled my toes in ecstasy. Luciano was doing wonders to me, reducing me to a squirming mess.

Alas, I found myself releasing involuntary moans. My lips trembled as I tried to press them together to suppress myself from making much noise.

"Hmmm." My fingers dug into the bedsheet and I arched high in pleasure.

Suddenly, a knock pounded against my door, teleporting me from cloud nine back to reality. And I didn't know I was closing my eyes, covered in sweats until now.

Another knock resounded on the door, followed by Noel's voice. "Janie. Are you alright?"

Luciano stopped teasing me. Instead, his eyes met mine, and they flickered with nothing but lust and desire for a split second, before morphing into something unreadable.

"Yes," I responded to Noel. But my voice came out in a croaky whisper, so I cleared my throat and then recited. "Yes, I am."

"Well....you said you wanted to check something in your room, and you didn't return. So I wanted to know if everything is alright or if you need my help with anything?"

Still looking at Luciano, I mumbled. "No, thank you."

"Are you still coming out to watch the series with me?" Noel inquired further.

Luciano smirked. "I don't think you will be able to concentrate on that series after this." Although his voice was more like a whisper, I could make out what he said.

"Wait....is someone in there with you?" Noel questioned all of a sudden and my blood drained from my face.

My heart plummeted into my stomach as I stated. "No no, I'm on Instagram. It's just some random reel."

"Oh, I guess." I heard Noel sigh. "Well, if you aren't watching the series with me, I'd just retire to bed. After all, I've watched it countless times." He yawned. "Good night, Janie."

"Good night."

Thereafter, I heard the sound of Noel's footsteps receding, and then an awkward silence ensued.

Luciano wasted no time in returning to business. He grabbed my breasts and fondled them. Then return to assaulting my wet clit with his tongue.

I closed my eyes shut from the wave of pleasure that eased down my body. My whole body shook terribly and it felt like I was placed on a fast escalator as my body jerked forward. The feelings coursing through my entire body were indescribable, but I knew this was the first time I felt something like that. But just as I arched high and was about to reach my limit, Luciano stopped.

I didn't know why but I suddenly felt frustrated and disappointed. A part of me wanted to ask why he stopped, but I had to mentally slap myself back to my senses.

When Luciano pushed himself upward and claimed my lips, I melted. His fingers traced my lips and he had this victorious smirk on his face as he asserted; "I don't want to see that silly boy's hand on you ever again. It wasn't difficult for me to track you down and I've been watching your every move for the past two months. So irrespective of not being in my mansion anymore, you're mine, still."

He pulled himself away from me while I gathered the duvet to cover my nakedness.

My breathing was uneven and I was still struggling to gather my wits.

Thankfully, Luciano didn't do what I initially thought he would. Though my virginity remained intact, my mind didn't.

I watched him pick up the iPad from the chair and then slung his jacket over his shoulder as he headed for the door.

After unlocking the door, he tossed his gaze in my direction. "Your gifts are behind that chair. Happy birthday, Janie." And with that, he was gone.