Chapter 65: Chapter 65
Allesandro
My system stopped working, the tyres screech and my vehicle comes to an immediate halt with a jerk from the words heard on the other side of the phone. I could hear a series of horns along with blowing curses from the drivers in the cars behind me through the rear view mirror. I re-start my car, park it a few feet ahead beside the road and yell at Samuelson. "You are an inept pea-brained slum dog who doesn't know to handle an innocent benighted twenty years old."
With the death hold I held the steering of my car which turned my knuckles white. "Do not show me your face again. You are fired." I tell him and cut the call with my head bowed, elanded on the steering. Edith Rodriguez you never fail to bite my head off with your asinine stunts. I wonder if God had implanted any material in your brain.
I pick my phone immediately and call my private detective. "I'm sending you a photo of a certain twenty year old. Locate her where ever she is in this world and bring her to me. Remember I should see not even a scratch on her body." I promulgate my order and cut the call. You dare me Edith Rodriguez and I will challenge you, you will from now see the real predator in me. I will not sleep until I get you back. Count your days until I have my claws on you.
I make calls to Charles, his father Allen giving them the information and apologized for my mistake. I assured them I will raise hell on earth to get Edith back by any means. Saying sorry to anyone never happened in my life until this day and now I had to do it only because of her, since I took over the responsibility of a glaikit damfool teenage girl. Edith, you will pay too high for this when you reach me. I grunt and start my engine.
Twenty days later I was in a famous club of Miami one of my friends owned. I got the information from my private detective that Edith was seen twice near the Art Deco Historic District famous in Miami.
The club was busy like its usual even on the week day which got me slightly surprised. I heard there is a girl frequenting here from last ten days and every man wants to have his hands on her though no one yet got a chance. The information intrigued me not with lust but to find out who the enchantress was that was fascinating so many men towards her in one go.
"One more drink please..." I call the attention of the bar attainder. The particulars of facts I got from the insider in the club tallied with the data I got about Edith from my private detective. May God forbid if my guess is right then she is going to have it hard from me. I was chatting with my friend sitting in a private lounge when suddenly I heard a whir in the crowd. My curiosity thumped accompanied with the beat of my heart. Oh God let this girl not be her.
Though I was searching for Edith night and day I wish I do not see her here.
She was wearing jeans and an oversized camel skin coat on top which covered her from top to toe. Her black hair was left loose in curls which went slightly dropping from her shoulders. My blood felt running quick. There was a familiarity with those soft tresses like I ran my hands too many times in them but I need to make sure it was her before my nerves go chaotic.
She was facing the other side of me. Probably a friend.... sat beside and she was speaking to her. She was running her hands on her back in order to comfort her but the girl wouldn't stop crying. Her eyes covered in a princess mask. My muscles clenched with each passing second and my anxiety increased. Her features felt more and more familiar. One look behind even if it’s for a millionth of a second and I am damn sure I could recognize Edith even with a mask at a distance of a kilo meter.
Her friend hinted something to the bar attainder with her eyes and the guy smirked. He placed the glass on the counter, in front of her. Drugs? Hell fucking lord! The girl who had till then bowed her head to the bar table rised up and emptied the glass in one go. She gets up from the chair and stands on the bar counter. "I am not naive and stupid." She shouts and throws her face mask.
Blood drained out of my body immediately. It was her. My stance transformed to flak of bombardment. How dare you Edith, wait till my hands get a hold of you. The lounge was of a little distance from the usual crowd, more under a VIP section. I bid adieu to my friend making the excuse of work and run hurdles to the spot. "Strip....strip" the crowd cheered. She swayed her head to the rhythm of the music. Her long black hair was flowing with the air. She removed her oversized crowd and threw it on the crowd. Damn!
Sweating bodies grazed me accompanied by smell of cigarettes and alcohol but my eyes were solely concentrated on her with fusillades emblazoned. Men were watching her dance like hawks trying to get their hands on her. In a sniping fury I reach holding her and yell. "Get down, enough of attraction you claimed here." One of the men interjects. I give him a look and then to one of my bodyguards behind. "Take care of that bitch and the bar attainder too." I tell him with my eyes pointed to the two fear stricken faces at the bar. Covering Edith with the coat she abandoned a while ago I walk out of the club with her bridal style in my arms.
"Who are you?" She screams and tries to get out of my hold. I grit my teeth looking down at her. "Who are you, you don't recognize me? I ask her flaring my nostrils. "Ask the drink that you just consumed. It was spiked by your so called friend and that asshole bar attainder but you are too innocent to understand such ignominious activities. Your tricks work only on me and your family because we care for you and you stop at nothing to take maximum advantage of us." She doesn't seem to understand what I was speaking and talks absurd. "He cheated on me." She points to no one in particular with her index finger.
Her head went to the crook of my neck habitually as she pouts and circles her hands around my neck. I sigh looking down and studying her, her eyes slowly going closed. "Even though you are drunk to the inception of hell certain things don't change. Look how easy it is to explain you the things when you are asleep?" I bend my head and kiss one of her cheeks. "Why are you so stubborn and childish 24/7 inviting problems to yourself?" Looking ahead my strides were long and powerful in a black suit with her in my arms.
Holding her shoulder firm, I tuck her to the seat with a seat belt. I run my nose from her cheeks to the softness of her neck and inhale her scent. It has been long since I smelt her and had her in my arms. My soul and body need her like air to breathe. She is my love my Little one. I miss her so much.
My hands reach my pant pockets and dial my chief security and from today her security. "Make sure that witch and the scumbag bar attender don't come out of the prison for the next ten years. Anything more required for evidence and manipulation of the case don't step back and contact my lawyer Richmond Haynes. I'm forwarding you his number if you missed him in your contact directory." I look besides and stop the forehead of Edith with my palm that was about to hang down. "I don't mind even if we go illegal after getting involved with intricacies of the case but both the pigs shouldn't be out of the prison least for another decade." I kiss Edith's forehead and start the car.
Half an hour later I was in my hotel executive suite along with Edith. Well, I own a bunch of hotels in every city I step my foot. "Send me a pair of women's night wear, dresses along with undergarments in these sizes within half an hour." I scribbled the numbers and handed the slip to the receptionist. "Don't dare to get them late. Else you know what's going to happen." I threatened her and walked to my suite picking Edith in my arms.
"Edith wake-up Sweet one..." I hold her cheeks between my fingers turning her head left and right but it was with no result. Bringing a glass of water I sprinkle the drops on her face trying to get her conscious but I met with the same futile result. "That's why I tell you not to drink but will you listen to me? Never, as if it has been your birth right to defy me." I scold her with softness and kiss her hair.
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"You left me with no option Edith Rodriguez." I mumble under my breath and slowly start to unbutton her shirt. My heart accelerated in its beat as my fingers brushed on her soft hills. Removing her shirt was a dangerous option that I was forced to choose and I already committed the mistake. My heart thumped a thousand beats in a second as I look at her perfect voluptuous breasts covered in a black lacy bra. I lean forward extending my hands back and remove the clip of her bra to free her breasts.
Huge soft and pink buds projected out in cream coloured complexion. I gulped heavy. Edith, the things you get me to do....I bend down and remove her shoes. Holding her up I slide down her pants. Long sexy legs with slim toes painted in red were in display for an irresistible invigoration. My breath becomes heavy and swaggered. I pull down her matching panties and her completely shaven undulating slick vagina taunts me for a touch. Before she receives a bath I think I need a cold shower.
I carry her to the washroom and place her under the shower. "Wake up at least now baby." I request her before I do the unforgivable. She shivered a little but again dropped her eyes close. This is a real test on my penance to not touch her. My fingers tickled to have a taste of her. The brown coloured Baldi rock wash tub was filled with warm soap water. Applying little soap in my hands I start scrubbing her legs and hands.
As my hands reach her chest, they begin to shiver. I couldn't stop but lose myself in her soft feminine peaks and valleys. My head dips as I trace my tongue on the areola of her soft breast. Damn they were seducing and provocative.
I close my eyes and count ten to placate my stimulating desire but it was inefficacious. My cock has gone erect and very painful. I move my hands to jack off but the hunger doesn't fade by any means. Fuck! My fingers involuntarily move to her feminine folds fingering her. Mmm a sexy moan escapes her lips. Her cunt was tight and hot exactly the way I like. With each of my thrusts it goes more and more moist. I finger her further and masturbate myself with my other hand.
Jesus fucking lord! I grunt closing my eyes and extricate my juices.
The seeming fornication was beyond exemplary.