Chapter 3: Chapter 3

Nunzio continued to lean against the door, smiling, arms crossed, while his inquisitive gaze swept down my body.

"Forget it," I replied, crossing my arms just like he did, then raising an eyebrow at him. "I'll change, yes, but certainly not with you watching me."

His smile was more amused now, and surrendered, he put his hands up to push himself off the door and turn around.

"You are aware that you will soon have to undress in front of many more men, right?"

I let out a frustrated breath and took off my top, only to then pull my jeans off my legs. To my astonishment, Nunzio didn't turn around, which still didn't make him any more sympathetic, but at least made this absurd situation a little more pleasant.

"We'll see about that," I said self-confidently and slipped the black, short dress over my head in order to put it on and then adjust it. Because I was quite small with my 1.63, luckily it even fell a bit further over my butt, which made me gasp for air immediately.

"Well, if you don't get the money back for your uncle, I can't guarantee you that you'll have an uncle for a long time," Nunzio explained calmly and then turned back to me to gaze at me inspect. "Becomes you."

I rolled my eyes at his stupid grin and was about to explain that my uncle really didn't mean that much to me when he opened the door and gestured with his hand for me to run ahead.

Without saying anything else, I preceded him into the wide hallway, whose paintings on the walls almost gave the impression of being in a museum. In any case, before I leave, I made up my mind to swipe one or two.

"You like it, don't you?" Nunzio asked, walking casually beside me and noticing my gaze at the paintings.

"Not to my liking, but I'm sure they'll sell well," I replied unimpressed and before I knew it, we arrived at a staircase that led in a circle down into the large entrance area.

I let my gaze wander over the height of the ceiling, drifted to the wide white front door and then leaned slightly over the railing, which allowed me to see the really beautiful marble floor below.

Nunzio seemed to be watching me, but I skillfully ignored him and preceded him down the stairs, barefoot in only the dress, where I immediately heard male voices, including the one who had been talking to Nunzio when I went to sleep.

I was already dreading meeting this person with the cold voice...

"This way," Nunzio said, opening one side of large white double doors, which revealed a large room that probably served as an open-plan kitchen and living room. Immediately my eyes fell on the two men who were sitting on the couch and scrutinized me closely.

Couldn't have been more uncomfortable...

"That's Gino," Nunzio then pointed to the broad one with the black hair, who was sitting there casually in your leather jacket and had a really menacing charisma. I forced a smile, which he apparently didn't even notice since his eyes were constantly on my cleavage. "And that's Nicolo," Nunzio now pointed to the other, who seemed more comfortable. He was probably about my age, had light brown, somewhat curly hair, and immediately gave me a friendly smile.

"Hello," I said sheepishly, but only Nicolo nodded at me before turning back to his controller, which he was using to play some video game on the big TV.

"Does she need to know our names?" This Gino then uttered, standing up to steer straight towards me with his intense gaze on my eyes. He was really tall and muscular and somehow I was already scared of him even though I didn't even know him. Only his voice told me that it was he who had been standing by my bed.

Weird idea.

"Turn around," he suddenly ordered me while lighting a cigarette.

"Excuse me?" I said quietly and looked over at Nunzio, who avoided my gaze and ran to Nicolo on the couch.

"Isn't she quite right?" Gino turned to the men behind him, but they didn't have an answer for him, so he turned back to me and yanked my arm roughly, so that my back was to him. "She has hardly any ass and tits. In addition, the short legs," he listed as if I were something for sale and was about to lift my little one, but I grabbed the hem and freed myself from his arm.

"Are you okay?" I glared at him in bewilderment when he grabbed my hair and tore it slightly to the side, causing me to groan in pain.

"You dare open your fucking mouth again and I-"

"Calm down, Gino," Nunzio interrupted and came back over to us, where he gave me an apologetic look. "I said yes, I'm the patient one."

Luckily for me, Gino let go of my hair and when he wanted to lift my dress again, he handed Nunzio his cigarette and kept looking into my eyes. I saw something flash in his. Something that showed only too well how superior he felt right now and that he was really turned on to break me like that.

Without defending myself again, I stood there frozen and didn't avoid his gaze while he pulled the dress up so far that I was only standing in front of the three in panties and a sports bra.

He turned me around by my waist, seemed to inspect me and when he was finally done, he pulled my dress down again and I could finally breathe again.

"She's got scars on her back," he said in disgust, and when I turned to face him, he looked at Nunzio, who was eyeing me thoughtfully.

"Are you a virgin?" Gino then drew my attention back to him and when I nodded hesitantly, a sickening grin suddenly appeared on his face. "Congratulazioni," he congratulated Nunzio as if my virginity were a gift.

"One fuck and the money should be in there again. I'll take her to the "Vita notturna" afterwards, there'll be a well-paying customer there.

I couldn't believe my ears and just as this Gino was about to turn away, I grabbed his leather jacket, which made him stare at me in bewilderment.

"I certainly won't sell my virginity for my uncle," I let him know, but he just gave a dirty laugh and got so close that I could feel his breath on my cheek.

"Just keep provoking me and your fucking virginity will be out of the question. And believe me, I'm not going to be affectionate."