Chapter 17: Chapter 17

thomas

I'm pissed that I have to move to New York temporarily so I have to keep an eye on some brat who likes to disobey me. But I need to make sacrifices to reach my goals, and this is going to be one of them.

I wake up at the same time as usual and see her sleeping next to me. The red and full hair covers almost the entire face. She's prettier than I like to admit, not least because I don't need Cecília to think she has any power or influence over me. I don't want you to think you can play some seduction game to get what you want, because that doesn't work for me. So I like that you think I don't want you, but it would be next to impossible for that to happen.

Despite her small, thin body, she has curves and a small waist. Her breasts fill my hands and are deliciously pink and firm. She is not one to throw away. I'm on the verge of considering changing the contract so I can at least enjoy something in this marriage. The girl wants me so much that she faints when I approach her, so I know that despite her denial that she wants me, she's dying for me to be the first to calm the fire in her ass that she seems to feel. That can only be the only explanation for her doing so much nonsense.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I hear the whisper and turn my gaze to his sleepy face. She rubs her eyes and sits up in bed.

- Improved?

“Yes,” he says quietly, avoiding looking at me.

- Excellent. From today, you live with me here at the hotel - I say. Her eyes widen, almost bulging. "And you'll have security guarding you."

“Thomas… Please, there's no need for this. I promise I won't do anything stupid anymore.

“You promised that the other time, Cecilia. I don't give second chances. I no longer believe in words. That's how your dear father betrayed me,” I say, closing the subject, and head to the master bathroom. I take a quick shower and tie a towel around my waist before heading back to my room.

Cecília is still sitting on the bed, desolate, with her chin resting on her knees and her eyes filled with tears. Her gaze roams my body quickly, but soon the embarrassed girl returns to staring at her feet stretched out on the mattress.

“You can go about your normal routine, crystal. You don't have to look like a girl who had her toy ruined - I say and let out a loud sigh at the teen drama.

“A normal prisoner routine. I'm going to be held captive by an executioner who will have my head cut off if I step out of line,” he mutters softly, but loud enough for me to hear.

I frown and move closer to her. The girl doesn't look at me, she keeps muttering under her breath and picking at her toenails.

— You'll see that I know how to be a sweetheart who doesn't step on my toes. I lift her chin to look at me and again her eyes stray to my bare chest. - All good?

I pull away and take off the towel. I head towards the wardrobe to change clothes. I hear a loud choking cough and I shake my head at the girl's innocence. Embarrassed because she's seeing a dick. It's almost surreal that there's still someone like that in the world. When I look back at her, already dressed in my usual suit, I notice that her face is almost the same color as her hair.

"Am I going to have my own room here?" he asks softly, making a superhuman effort to keep his gaze fixed on mine instead of my body.

The girl tries to demonstrate a strength and courage that I know most of the time she doesn't have, but I admire her for trying. There are few people who dare to face me.

— So you could run away at dawn, avoiding the incompetent security guards? No. I'll have another double bed put in here, in case you're afraid I'm going to attack you.

“I'm not afraid of you,” he says in an acidic voice as I adjust the buttons on my jacket.

I smile predatorily and she lifts her upturned nose, showing strength. “Well, you should.

I sit on the bed and put on my dress shoes, because I have a long day of meetings ahead of me. It will be good to settle things here in New York after all, it facilitates meetings with the big investors that will get me out of trouble.

“I'm taking you to a business dinner today. I come to get you. Cecilia, please be presentable. Important people will be there.

"What do you need me to go for?" I don't feel good in these places. I'll just get in the way.

“You are my bride now,” I reply and stand up. “You need to be by my side in these situations. We need to get closer, get to know each other. Don't you want that, little crystal?

She hears the irony in my voice because her expression closes. I see the will to release the insolence that dwells there. But Cecilia doesn't say anything. Locks jaw and just nods before getting up

“Your things will be brought in today, everything else that's left over there. Have fun. And judgment.

I leave after grabbing my cell phone and car keys. I hear a curse behind me, but I don't care. She doesn't know that the more resistance she presents, the more her daddy will be irritated and worried about her daughter. Consequently, the more I gain from it and the happier I am.

**

It's five minutes to eight o'clock. I'm stopped, leaning against the car in front of the hotel, waiting for Cecília. I just hope the girl isn't irresponsible as well as reckless. That's too many defects at once to handle.

I'm about to go get her from her room when I see her coming out of the hotel. I stare at her because I almost don't recognize her by looking too fast. If it weren't for the natural and exotic red hair it would have passed me by. She approaches slowly, wearing a tight black dress, highlighting all her curves, and high heels in the same color. She wears strong makeup that takes away some of her girlish features.

— I wasn't late, and you don't even have to look at me with that face — he says when he gets close and I look at the clock. - And there? To your liking?

I arch an eyebrow at the mocking tone and run my tongue over my lips.

— You look beautiful, Cecília — I compliment sincerely and she seems surprised by the compliment. "What did I say?" I know how to be sweet with someone who obeys me. Let's go?

The valet opens the vehicle door for her and we get in together. Before starting the car, I open the car compartment and take out a small box. I hand it to her, who looks surprised.

- What is it? he asks softly, with the red box in his hands.

“Open it.

I watch her with trembling fingers as she opens it and sees the jewel there.

- Why that? - asks. - I can not accept.

“Because I wanted to give it to you. Don't be stubborn. Turn your back on me.

Cecilia bites her full lip marked with bright red lipstick, doubtful, but obeys me in the end. I take the emerald necklace and fit it around her thin, smooth neck. I put my mouth to her ear and whisper:

- Good girl.

I smile at the shiver on her skin and pick up the earrings. She takes off the ones she was wearing and put them in her ears. I feel his quick, labored breathing as he turns around. I observe the flashy set that stands out even more with the color of the hair.

- Excellent.

— Thank you — she says softly and touches her neck, holding the end of her necklace.

I start the car and head out towards the restaurant, which is just a few blocks from my hotel. As soon as I pull up in front, the valet comes over and takes over the vehicle. I guide Cecília to the entrance with my hand on her back and the hostess leads us to the table when I give my name. I see the men I'm looking for already seated with their wives at their side.

— Good night — I speak in English after approaching. — I hope they didn't wait for us too long, but I couldn't contain my bride's euphoria.

Cecília gives me a quick look, shock in her eyes, but soon recovers her pose when one of the wives greets her.

"Honey, you're beautiful!" It's too young! I'm even feeling bad right now — he comments to the other wife, who lets out a giggle that doesn't go unnoticed.

"Don't be," Cecília says, opening a friendly, sweet smile.

for the woman. “You look beautiful.

We sat down after greetings. It doesn't take long and the two men and I engage in a business conversation. I observe Cecília at a glance, practically being excluded by the two ladies with matters that apparently do not interest the girl.

— So, Cecilia, what do you do? one of the women asks.

I try to focus on both conversations to make sure the girl doesn't say something stupid.

“I do accounting. I finish this year.

“Oh, you're in college. It's still a baby - mocks one of them.

- And what you do? - By the sharp tone, the same he usually uses with me, I realize that his busted side has shown.

I reach my hand under the table and squeeze her thigh in reprimand. The girl jumps in her chair and looks at me accusingly.

— I go shopping — replies the woman and bursts out laughing with her friend. — Studying and work are not for me.

“You can see. — I hear Cecília talking softly and I squeeze her thigh again. She tries to pull my hand away from there, glaring at me, but I keep her where she is.

When the subject with the two investors I know ends, one of them turns his attention to Cecília.

“Your bride is beautiful, Thomas. How did you meet? You are a lucky man.

— I am — I answer covertly with a huge smile on my face and Cecília looks at me, completely shocked. “I'm a friend of the family. Her father is my best friend.

“Oh, how wonderful! - the man exclaims - He must be very happy with the union.

“You have no idea,” I reply and look at my darling bride, who glares at me. I don't know if it's because of my speech or because of my bold hand that continues to caress your thigh.

Soon the couples forget about us when the food arrives. I move closer to Cecilia's ear to whisper:

“You're very stressed, little crystal. I can make you relax if you want.

She bites her lip and manages to push my hand away with a brusque gesture. When he gets up, I arch an eyebrow.

- Excuse me. I go to the toilet. She smiles with false sweetness and walks away. Once he's out of my sight, I turn to the four of them.

- Excuse me. I'll check if she's okay.

They nod in agreement and carry on talking as I walk away. I go to the bathrooms and find Cecília with her head down and her hands resting on the sink. There's only her there. I close the door and his face lifts, his anger showing at the sight of me.

"What do you think you're doing with that hand?"

“Giving you affection, crystal. Do not like?

I break the distance between us and touch his face.

“And reminding you that you need to act like a good girl. Remember?

“I didn't do anything,” he replies with his nose in the air, once again challenging me. "Do you want your bride to be a dead fly who accepts being offended indirectly?" So I better look for another one.

I arch an eyebrow and slide my thumb across her full, inviting lips.

“I just want you not to get in the way of my business, crystal. Is it too much to ask? Huh?

I push her hair away and throw it back, leaving her lap free. I slide my fingers there, past the jewel.

“When you ask me to fuck you, I want you with just that necklace and those earrings. It suited you,” I whisper against his mouth.

— Wh what? You can't talk to me like that,” he murmurs in a low voice, feigning anger.

"Are you going to accept my proposal to relax you or not?"

I peck her lips and she opens them. Close your eyes, giving yourself full access to your mouth. I slide a hand up the inside of her dress and Cecilia moans softly when I squeeze her ass.

— You're delicious like that, quiet and delivered. obeying me.

When I slide the panties slightly to the side, I feel them wet for me and I curse. It's hard not to want this girl, even more so with her dressed like this, tempting.

— Spread your legs, Cecilia. Let me make you come. I want you very calm.

She leans on my shoulders and obeys me. Her face sinks into my neck and I can't control the erection from having her moaning so close to my ear.

I carefully slide a finger inside her, slicking it down only to slide her liquid back over her swollen clit.

“Thomas…” she moans and I quicken the friction.

“Yes, crystal. Enjoy for me. Stay calm, relaxed. Comes tasty - I whisper in her ear and suck her lobe.

It doesn't take long for me to feel her shudder with her body clinging to mine. When the orgasm comes to an end, I release her. I notice the shaken woman next to me at the sink as I wash my hands. I smile at how distraught she is once it's over.

“You're still going to beg, Cecilia. Write it down.

"Not even dead," he murmurs breathlessly.

I dry my hands with a smile on my face and walk towards the door.

“Don't make me make this my mission, crystal. Because we know who's going to lose. ’ She glares at me and I blink before adding:

— No delay .