YN POV:-

"Good girl." His lips pressed against my neck as he kissed and sucked lightly on the skin. I hold back a whimper of pleasure. It feels so foreign.

His hardening manhood keeps rubbing against my plump behind as the wetness between my legs grows. The unusual activity makes me bite the inside of my lip as Don' hands reach upwards to cup one of my breasts. I feel the nub tightening.

He rubs the little mount of flesh as his grindings gain speed and force. Powerless to his ministrations I let a loud gasp take over my lips as the insides of my body moved higher.

"Oh, God!" I gasp as I feel his erection poke me right between my buttcheeks.

Yes! My inner girl screams, throwing her head back in ecstasy.

"Neonata (lil baby), what are you doing to me?" He says as breathlessly as I am, while his thumb presses down on my hard nipple earning a low moan from me, making my head go frenzy and body reach its breaking point. I feel Don quickening his movements. His other hand grabs the collar of my shirt exposing my neck and shoulder while his lips immediately latch on my exposed skin.

I moan once again as I reach my peak, moving my behind against him, I ride out my high. My hands fisted on the sheets tightly, eyes closed.

3/10

All I can see is fireworks going on and off.

Our quick breaths are the only sounds that are heard in the room. The lights are still on, the curtains are still open. I feel blood rise to my cheeks.

What the hell just happened?

Why didn't I protest?

Why was I liking it?

I just dry humped the Don.

With a strong pull of a massive arm I was face to face with the Don.

"That's enough activity for one night si?" He asks tilting my head to meet his eyes.

It was the most beautiful shade of olive black. I had never seen one before.

I blush and look back down. My eyes glide over his hardened chest. The abdomen mussels popping out. An ink line starting from his lower abdomen disappears inside the dark material of his boxers.

When did he take his shirt off?

"Take your time, picolo." I hear a smirk in his voice only to see one plastered in his face when I look up.

I let my gaze drift once again, seeing wet spots on the sheets.

Oh! It's only gonna be awkward cleaning them. My inner girl taps her chin. It's all your fault. I am accusing.

4/10

"Turn." I hear Don order. So I do.

He wraps me in his arms once again. "Buona notte." He says pressing his lips against mine head and with that I feel like darkness claiming me its. It's gonna be awkward in the morning. Is my last thought before I drift off.

Today, the morning came early with my unwanted coldness.

The warmth that had engulfed me last night had vanished replacing me with a vacuum.

Last night I felt safe and protected, maybe. This morning is the exact opposite. Sighing I sit up on the bed.

The skin on my palm is dry. I rub them together in hope of moisture while I walk to the bathroom to find some lotion.

Sadly there wasn't any. I wash my hands and my face before coming out of the room.

The breakfast comes in a trolley with pancakes and honey. Coffee with cream and sugar. Strawberries and cream.

It was already eight when I woke up, I usually enter the kitchen by seven thirty but now I am half an hour late.

Hurrying to my bedroom, I take out my usual dress ,rushing to the servant's bathroom, I take a quick shower, despite my muscles being numb.

Entering the kitchen, I find everyone hurrying for the big breakfast. I join hands as the other maids busy themselves serving the food.

Once the kitchen is clear of food, I help clean it and then wash the cotton rags on the sink before washing my hands.

My share of breakfast contained sweetened toast and black tea, quickly gulping them down, I started to chop the vegetables for lunch.

"Have you eaten, Yn?" Mayble, one of the elderly maids asks me. She's taken care of me since mama died.

"Yes, I had a toast." I say as I wash the onions and place them on the cutting board.

"Alright." She says taking out packets of rice noodles. "Can you boil them, once you're done with the onions?" She asks.

"Yes, Mayble." I say with a smile as she gets called out of the kitchen. The guests are about to leave from the mansion, the servant's van will leave after the post lunch work. We have to take the decorations down and all.

The Don will probably leave for the estates as well. The little voice inside me says. It was a one time fling. My inner girl sighs. Forget about it.

Right! He's the Don.

With a sigh, I keep on chopping onions, my eyes blur with the tears from the acid.

"Yn." I hear the voice that makes my insides hot, then comes the arm around my waist pulling me slightly aback. I dropped the knife from sudden surprise.

6/10

The warmth returns back to my body. "Why didn't you have your breakfast, neonata?" He asks, burying his face on my neck.

"I had a toast." I answer truthfully. I feel him sigh against my skin as weird as it sounds, if feels equally safe. Comfortable.

"Oh baby!" He inhales sharply.

I probably reek of onions! Yikes!

"Why'd you leave the room, half naked?" He asks his both hands to tighten around my waist, it makes it hard for me to take breaths.

No I wasn't. My inner girl rolls her eyes. I was wearing a shirt and my panties. I wasn't naked.

"Some of the soldiers saw you, running around in my shirt." His nose brushes against my neck, making my hairs stand. And once again he doesn't fail to make me feel naive and small.

Now that I think of it.

"Sorry." I mumble.

"Thought I had made myself clear last night."

He whispers huskily in my ear, I bite the inside of my lip trying not to be bothered.

Taking me by surprise, the Don makes me lean forward to the counter. I have to place my hands on the counter top to steady myself. "Don?" I gasp out of the foreign gesture.

Holy shit. He's got a clear view of my ass. My inner girl gasps in surprise.

Instead of an answer, his palm lands on my ass making a loud smack, I bite my lip from crying out loud.

7/10

Holy shit! My inner girl rubs her behind.

I am pulled back and spun so that I am face to face with the Don. His eyes are now a greater shade of olive. "Little girl." He whispers. I am unable to look away from his eyes.

The moisture between my legs grows by each second. "Don't defy me." He orders, his hand now rubbing my behind that he just smacked.

"Oh! Yeah!" My inner girl moans.

"I don't like being disobeyed. And the next time, you chose to defy me," He brings his lips closer to mine. So close that they're almost touching each other. I take mine between my teeth. "I'll make sure, your plump little behind is painted red, piccolo."

My inner girl, who was being the biggest slut I had ever seen last night is now standing with her mouth wide open in surprise. I nod, unable to give any other response.

"Use your words, little girl" He gives my butt a little squeeze.

Does he have an ass fetish? Keep bossing me about how I should dress or not? Why should I listen? I huff mentally. Because you like the way he controls you. My inner selt taunts. Fuck off. 1 scream at her. She just pokes her tongue out at me. Little bitch.

8/10

"Yes." The sound comes out harsher than I meant it.

"Watch your tone." He places another smack on my behind, this time I give out a yelp of surprise. Laughing silently at my reaction he places a kiss on the corner of my mouth.

"Upstairs, there is a dress. Go get changed and wait for me. We'll leave for the estates after lunch." He says, stroking my lips.

Slightly unfocused from his touches I give an oblivious nod.

Walking me out of the kitchen, he stops in front of the staircase. "I'll join you in about three hours." He removes his hand from my lower back as I walk up the staircase.

Inside the room, I found a summer dress and some ballet flats. In the bathroom, I take a shower, wash the smell of the kitchen from my body, without wetting my hair and put on the dress that came with matching red lacy underwear.

Kinky! My inner girl squeals from happiness. Shut up, whore! I smack her head.

As soon as I finish zipping my dress up, a maid enters with a plate of food.

"The Don asked me to make sure you've eaten, Yn." She says placing the plate on the bed, it has some crackers, a bowl of strawberry and cream. Some pieces of chocolate.

I sit down and eat some crackers and some strawberries as I insist she take the plate away.

After a lot of requests she takes the plate away as I curl up in the bed.

Time seems like it will not pass. I feel like I have been laying here for ages but really it has been nine minutes. I sigh and turn on my side where the balcony door is closed.

I open my eyes to the gentle caress around my stomach. The soft tickling sensation makes me stretch my arms and legs.

As much as I hate to admit, I had fallen asleep waiting.

Sitting up I find Don sitting beside me on the bed, his face gives away no emotion.

"We're ready to leave. You slept through lunch time." The Don mumbles. His tie undone and hanging on either side of his neck, over his white dress shirt.

I stifle back a yawn as I get down. Standing in front of him, I grab the two ends of the fabric making a knot of it.

The whole time his hands stayed on my waist.

When done, I fix his collar and place the tie pin that he hands me.

"Thank you." He says softly as red tints appear to my cheeks.

"Will you eat here or on the way? We're a bit behind on the schedule." He says.

"I just need to use the bathroom." I say. "Go on."

I do my business quickly as I can and walk out to the room, The Don has shrugged on his suit jacket and tapped away on his phone.

"We'll eat on the way. Come on." He says standing and walking.

Putting in my flats, I follow him like a lost puppy.

Rude!

(TO BE CONTINUED)