Chapter 6

Felicita

Waking alone, sorrow filled me. I wished I'd woken up with Alessandro snuggled around me, cradling me in the spoon position. For some reason I felt safe, secure and at harmony when he held me. He gave the energy that made all the problems in my life disappear.

With what I witnessed last night, and how horrendous it was after never seeing such brutality and death, it felt lonely to wake without him.

I sat up in bed and stared at the bedroom door debating whether to go and find Alessandro. I had no idea if he wanted me near him.

Once I'd washed and dressed in some shorts and vest top that I'd found in the wardrobe, I made my way downstairs.

"Good morning Madam," a maid spoke to me.

"Morning, do you know where Alessandro is?"

"I do, but he wishes to be left alone. No-one is to disturb him," she added.

"Where is he?" I asked.

"I'm afraid I'm not obliged to reply. He's a very…"

"Janet, she can see me whenever she wishes." The voice came from outside. I gazed at the patio doors and there he was stood wearing slacks and a white shirt partially open. I smiled at him. "Please come and join me by the pool. Bring her breakfast," he ordered.

He waited for me to approach him, his hand reaching to cup my cheek the second I was close enough. "You look beautiful."

"You look tired," I told him. "Have you slept?"

"Not much, but I never sleep."

He took my hand and walked me to a table close to the pool where a cup of coffee was already waiting. I sat in the chair beside him, my eyes assessing his tired expression. There was a bruise forming on his cheek. "Is your cheek sore?" I asked.

"Don't worry about me." He laced his hand with mine. "I've been thinking… today you and I will sail off and spend the day together."

"That sounds wonderful."

Breakfast arrived consisting of some croissants, toast, fresh fruit, cereal and a pot of coffee.

"This is impressive, but no way will I eat all this."

"Can you please get us a picnic hamper ready and load it onto my boat within thirty minutes. Also get some clothes for Felicita and I," he commanded the maid.

"Off course, sir." The maid went into the house as I heard her order a few more maids to do what he'd commanded.

I picked up a croissant and pulled it apart before eating it. Alessandro poured me a cup of coffee. "How was the bed?"

I waited to empty my mouth to reply. "Wonderful and lush. I was tempted to stay there," I giggled.

"Then why did you get up?" He pushed the coffee to me.

"To find you. Last night…"

His hand went up. "Don't think about it."

"Do their bodies go to their families?"

"Of course."

"Why did they…"

He took my hand and held it tight in his. "You don't need to worry about what happened last night. Your pretty eyes will never see anything like that again, I can promise you that." He raised my hand to meet his lips, kissing it. "Now eat up."

He clicked his fingers and a one of his men appeared. "Get the boat ready."

"Yes boss." He went off with several with several men following him.

After a few minutes, he stood, "Come, let's take you to the boat," I finished my coffee, and he held out his hand for me to take. He guided me to the bottom of the garden, which revealed a beautiful bay, and right before us, was his luxury boat.

"You own this?" I questioned, not having a clue why I was surprised. It was clear he had money-dirty money.

I was excited, and I ambled across the bridge to the boat quickly. Climbing aboard, I went inside to the living room which was all decorated in creams and browns like the jet. I continued exploring, making my way down some narrow steps to find the bedroom. I smiled, knowing we'd spend time here.

"Felicita," Alessandro called out.

"I'm here," I replied. I popped my head out and he grinned.

"We're setting off."

I smiled when the boat moved into motion. It drifted for a little while before the engine was turned over and of we went. I had no idea where we were going and right now I didn't care. I sat on the bed, staring at my hands delighted Alessandro took away all the crimson that darkened me. The memory remained and all I could see was Alessandro being beaten up, followed by him grabbing his gun and shooting a man. There was no remorse, no sorrow, no empathy, he'd killed a man in cold blood and showed nothing. How can someone behave like that?

My heart ached for his family and the ones that were killed by the bodyguards, stepping over them like they were trash. I wondered if it had all been a dream, an action thriller I had watched on the television and it came to life in all its vivid horror.

"Hey," Alessandro spoke. "Get changed and come on up here, you can sunbathe," he said, sounding delighted.

I smiled. "Two minutes."

Eager, I stood and opened the wardrobe to find bikini's, kaftans and a few bits other of clothing -dresses, and tops. I wasted no time in getting changed into a tiny bikini barely covering my boobs, and the bottoms were tied at the side.

Ready, I make my way to Alessandro, finding him wearing a pair of trunks and sat on a lounger with what looked like a cocktail. "Ahh, Felicita," he rose to reach for my hand, pulling me onto his lap. I giggled, loving being in his arms again as he wrapped it tightly around my waist. "Well, would you look at this fine figure, hell… feel my cock baby." I slipped my hand down to his groin to find him stiff.

"That is naughty, Master," I laughed.

"That is nothing… and you don't need to call me Master anymore, instead I'm your servant so anything you wish, I will get. Do I make myself clear?" He raised my chin for our lips to press softly together. "Do you understand?" he grunted under his breath as we put our lips together.

"I do."

"Good girl. Now do as you please to me."

Our stare was strong and playful as I chewed my bottom lip. "Anything?"

"Anything, the naughtier the better."

"Aww well in that case, I'm going to sunbathe." I teased and stood, he grabbed my hand and I turned to giggle, scrunching up my nose.

"I don't think so…" he mocked.

I dropped to my knees and I stared in his dark chocolate eyes. My hand rested on his stomach, but I soon trailed my fingers down to find his dick. He bounced in arousal. I furrowed my brows at him as he raised his. I stroked the length of his cock, gliding my hand up and down his firmness. I licked my lips, before biting down on the bottom, not breaking our stare.

He dropped his hand to my backside, kneading my globes. His enormous cock was ready for the taking, and my core tightened, eager to have him embedded deeply in me. How I craved to ride him and force him to send me to heaven.

"I think someone is happy to see you," he murmured.

Horny, I tugged on his shorts as he lifted his bottom up, allowing me to remove the garment. His cock laid on his tummy - perfect, hard and vigorously bounced.

Firmly, I took hold of his dick and licked the tip, tormenting him as he groaned. I flicked my tongue around the head of his redness and dipped my tongue between his slit.

"Oh shit," he called out.

I was ready to lose myself in him and feel our hearts beating together. I gazed at him to find his eyes shut tight, and it that moment, I knew he was mine.

I stroked my hand up and down his length again. Alessandro dropped his head back and parted his lips. I plunged my mouth down on his cock, sinking it to the back of my throat to the point of choking. I glided my mouth up and down his length to take all I could, as my hand caressed his balls whilst he moaned. He placed his hand on the top of my head, running his fingers through my hair. Teasingly, I sucked and slurped before making a popping sound. His dick end glowed with redness. I took his length back into my mouth tasting his saltiness, I rolled and licked loving the torment I placed on him.

"Baby… sixty-nine me."

In a hurry I stood to remove my bikini and straddled across him with my back to his face. With care I raised my right leg onto his shoulder and with his support added the left. My pussy was pressed to his mouth as I took his cock in mine, lapping up his liquid. His tongue met my sex folds where he licked and sucked the entire area. I wiggled as he worked his tongue, finding my clit to suck intensively.

My mouth wrapped around his dick to take it deep, as he inserted his fingers into my sodden core.

"Oh fuck," I cried out.

"Baby… ride me… ride me…" he growled in frustration.

With care I turned around and straddled across him, his dick to my entrance. With his hands on my hips, we both lowered me down onto his magnificent length. My core hugged his dick, I pushed down on him until he hit my aching centre. His hands held me tightly as he bounced me up and down. We found a rhythm and he closed his eyes, letting me ride hi into oblivion.

"Fuck…" He slipped his hands under my bikini top, finding my boobs to caress them. He sat forward and took my right nipple into his mouth. I threw my head back, I loved every sensation he created with my body. I craved to stay here forever and forget all that had happened since being with him.

Up and down, I took his length, taking him deep before bringing him almost out. Alessandro released my nipple to wrap his arms tightly around my body as he jerked and went into a spasm.

I wrapped my arms around him, kissing the top of his head until he raised it from my chest to kiss my lips.

"You're bad for me, Sexy." He kissed me.

We moved to the large lounger where I snuggled into him. All I could hear was the sound of his thumping heartbeat. I was getting lost in him.

"I like this," I informed him.

He kissed my head. "So do I. So do I."

We later made a picnic, before he took me down to the bedroom and made love to me so many times I lost count, it was incredible. He was incredible. I knew he was bad news, I knew he was mixed up in some bad things, especially after what I'd witnessed. But I didn't wish to believe any of it. I had so many questions to ask him, only I feared his answers, if he'd answer at all.

Later, I sat at the front of the boat as we headed further out. With my arms wrapped around my knees and the wind blowing gently through my hair, I felt relaxed. I glanced down at my body, my boobs swollen and my pussy wet after being so turned on. I had never experienced sex like this, and never wished for it to end. Although, all good things must come to an end.

Alessandro sat beside me, sitting in the exact same position, as we stared out across the ocean.

"It's so pretty here," I said.

"It is, but then I prefer the girl sitting beside me," he nudged me. I turned to him and smiled. "What's on your mind?"

"Your cock."

"Well, I'm glad I'm having that effect on you."

"You do," I giggled.

He placed his hand over my tummy to force me to lie down as he straddled me. Our stares hungry and beautiful. He slowly lowered until our lips almost touched, then he ran his tongue over my lower lip, until I opened for him. We made love again.

"Can we stay out here for the night?" I asked.

"For you, anything."

I positioned myself between his thighs, resting my head back against him and staring out to sea. We watched the sunset, it's glorious glow of orange and red setting a romantic atmosphere. His arms locked around me, making me feel safe and warm. We watched until the sunset went behind the horizon. Then we watched the stars twinkling in their own haven. The boat rocked a tiny fraction, but all around us was still and calm with no signs of anything ruining our perfect time together.

I woke to find myself in bed. I didn't recall Alessandro bringing me here. I glanced around as he emerged wet from the bathroom. I leaned up on my elbows to admire him and his fine torso.

He ambled to me and dropped the towel to his feet before climbing on to the bed. He slid his body over mine pulling off the sheet to reveal my boobs. I grabbed the sheet, smirking at the thought of a playfight.

"You're in for a treat young lady," he said.

"Yes please." I widened my legs, as we each tugged the sheet. We burst out laughing as we both became twisted in it.. His smile was charming and full of adoration. I cupped his face and we kissed. Our tongues danced to the most amazing tune. His groin thrusted against my pelvis. I was sure as hell ready for round… I had officially lost count.

His cock nudged my opening and slipped inside, back and forth to tease me before sinking deep inside. Our bodies moved in sync, like a petal to a flower. Our sweetness was enchanting and breathless. I was falling in love with a man I'd known only for a few days, and hell it felt so good.

Going back to the house felt disappointing. I was left empty and scared of what was to come now we were going back to normality. Out at sea I was safe, and here, I had no idea what might happen.

Javis stood at the mooring where he was thrown the rope. The engine was shut off and we drifted to land. As we moored the bridge went down and Alessandro walked across first, before taking my hand.

"I have updates for you," Javis informed Alessandro.

"Good tell me later."

"Boss…"

"I said later," he yelled.

We marched into the house and upstairs when to my surprise, he pulled me in the opposite direction of my bedroom. We rushed down the corridor and he opened another door.

"Welcome to my sanctum." The room was sensational, dressed in black and white. "You get comfortable. I'll be back shortly." He slapped my backside, I turned to find a cheeky grin across his face as he left.

I kicked off my flipflops and sunk my feet into a thick pilled rug and looked around the room. The walls were adorned with pictures of naked couples. I moved to a chest of drawers and opened the top one to find a gun and knife. I quickly closed it, afraid I'd get accused of being nosy. My breath hitched and I moved to the veiled double balcony doors, which offered a sweet breeze. I stepped out to see the pool, and in the distance, the boat. I smiled, regretting that the day had to finish.

"Don't you ever fucking patronise me again, do you fucking understand? What I do with my life is for me to worry about, not you. Do I make myself clear?" I peeked down below to see Alessandro yelling at Javis.

"Boss… you can't do this." Alessandro pulled out a gun and aimed it at Javis' head. I froze and my heart stuttered in my chest as my eyes widened in fear. "Fine, do what the hell you want, but I'm warning you, boss, this will get nasty." Javis stormed off.

My chest felt tight and I started to shake frantically. The man I'd made love to had threatened to kill Javis. Panic took over and I went back inside, pacing the bedroom and trying to stop the thoughts of the man that Alessandro had already killed, from filling my head again. I glanced at the draw where the gun and knife were kept, what the hell was I involved with?

I sat on the edge of the bed, holding my head in my hands as tears welled up in my eyes. I didn't like what I'd just witnessed. My heart continued to hammer hard in my chest. My throat felt so tight, I felt like I would suffocate. I inhaled sharply, trying desperately to fill my lungs, as I was getting lightheaded now. I screwed my eyes closed, concentrating on my breaths.

The door swung open, taking me by surprise. I quickly wiped my eyes and looked up to find Alessandro stood there. He didn't bother to speak, instead stormed into the en-suite and slammed the door.

I stayed where I was, not moving an inch. The last thing I needed was for him to start pointing the gun at me. Would he kill me? My head was muddled. There was so much that didn't make sense.

The bathroom door opened and he came out with a face like thunder. "I have to tell you something," he grunted. He marched over to the drinks cabinet in the far corner and poured some amber liquid into a glass, he gulped it down and poured himself another glass. He spun to face me. "Ravi, you recall him?" His eyes were full of anger.

"I do, well sort off."

"Well, I had a fucking deal with the asshole. I traded some goods for half the price and also took you as part of the payment. Only the bastard is playing games with me. He has decided he wants you back." He tensed, before adding, "Not ever fucking happening." I stared, horrified, shock numbing me at his confession. "He's playing with fire and is about to get burned." I pressed my lips hard together as tears filled my eyes.

Alessandro dropped down before me and took my hands in his. "Look at me, Felicita, look at me." I raised my head to meet his gaze. "He's never touching you. I swear to you on my life, nothing will happen to you. I have you," he spoke softly.

"Can he come and get me?" I wept. Alessandro gently wiped away the tears.

"No, he has no chance of getting into this house. I'll have to move you again and it might be somewhere where I'll not be able to go with you. I've put you in danger and they can locate me, so if you…"

"No, no, I don't wish to leave you. I want to stay by your side." I sobbed.

He pulled me into his chest as I snuggled into him, his caress and warmth welcoming. "Then that is what we shall do. You can stay with me."