Prisioner In Your Arms

Alizza couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Were those two men not interested in Nicole?

She smiled maliciously, realizing that she might be able to use this information to her advantage.

Max pulled away from Amadeus, breathing heavily. As he turned around, he noticed a figure walking away, recognizing her by the dress.

“Damn it! Alizza saw us. She’ll think something that isn’t true,” he felt desperate.

“Damn it!” Amadeus thought that he had gotten himself into a big mess by letting himself get carried away.

“It wasn’t me, it was you,” Max exclaimed.

“I know, I just wanted to confirm if you felt the same way, and now I know you do.”

“This can’t happen, let’s forget about what happened,” Max insisted.

“I’ll talk to that girl,” Amadeus tried to ignore what Max had just said.

Amadeus hurriedly entered the hall, managing to see Alizza heading towards the bathrooms. He followed her and caught up, gripping her arm tightly.

“Wait.”

“What’s the matter, Mr. Richter?” Alizza pretended not to know what was going on.

“I know you saw us,” he decided to be direct, refusing to let that girl ruin things.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Excuse me, I need to use the restroom,” Amadeus stood in front of her, bringing his face close to hers. Being a tall man, Alizza had to look up at him, feeling intimidated right away.

“I’ll give you a warning, and I’ll say it once: forget what you saw. If anyone finds out, I’ll know it was you. And wherever you hide, I will find you. Believe me, it’s better not to have me as an enemy,” Amadeus said, trying to sound as ruthless as possible. He had no other choice but to silence her.

“I assure you, sir, I haven’t seen anything,” the trembling girl replied, completely terrified.

Amadeus turned around and walked away, leaving the girl in the hallway. She entered the bathroom, approached the sink, turned on the faucet, cupped water in her hands, and splashed her face.

“What more could go wrong? First, a man forces me to infiltrate Leone Corporation to gather information and protect my father from ruin. And now another man threatens me. What luck I have,” she thought, still trembling from the fear Amadeus had instilled in her.

After a few minutes, she returned to the table. Amadeus was dancing with Nicole, while Max sat nervously, fidgeting with his hands. He stood up and invited Alizza to dance. She was about to decline, but she remembered Amadeus’s words, so she stood up and took Max’s outstretched hand.

The music was slow, allowing Max to bring his mouth closer to Alizza’s ear without it seeming out of place.

“What happened earlier is not what it seems,” he whispered. He didn’t even know what to say to her; he felt ashamed.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Amadeus made it clear to me. I haven’t seen anything,” she reassured him.

“It was a misunderstanding, a bad moment. I love Nicole, it’s because of her that I have feelings.”

“Please, don’t tell me anything. I don’t want to hear it. I’ve had enough for today.”

Max fell silent. He couldn’t believe the mess he had gotten into because of the Russian.

Bruno was already somewhat tipsy, watching Nicole flirt with the Russian, which infuriated him.

“I’m sure she’s doing it on purpose. She knows I’m jealous and she enjoys seeing me suffer,” he said to himself, speaking aloud. Fortunately, at that moment, he was the only one at the table.

Nicole and Amadeus returned to the table, and the Russian walked away. Only the two of them remained. Nicole felt uncomfortable being alone with Bruno, so she got up and headed to the terrace.

Bruno waited for a few minutes, then got up to follow her. Nicole had her back turned to him. He approached her and, without warning, lifted her up and placed her over his shoulder.

Nicole screamed in surprise as she was lifted. Even without seeing him, she knew it was him-his scent was unmistakable.

“Put me down, you orangutan!” she exclaimed, punching his back with her fists.

“No,” he replied curtly as he walked towards his car.

He opened the door and lifted her inside, fastening her seatbelt. She tried to get out, but he pushed her back and issued a warning before closing the door.

“Don’t even try, Nicole. If you dare to get out, I assure you, you will suffer the consequences of disobeying me.”

After giving her the warning, he got into the car, started the engine, and began driving.

She remained still, knowing what Bruno was capable of when he was angry.

Her worry increased when she realized he was taking the route out of the city.

“Where are you taking me? I need to go back for Santi.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve spoken to my parents. They’ll take care of him.”

“Bruno Leone, take me back right now.”

“Why do you want to go back? To be with Amadeus?”

“That’s none of your concern. You and I are nothing anymore; you need to understand that.”

“Do you want to go back to continue dancing in his arms?”

“If that were the case, it wouldn’t matter to you.”

“Of course, it matters to me. You have defied me, and now I’m going to show you what happens when you dare to challenge me.”

“We signed the divorce papers; I’m no longer your wife, let alone your property.”

“Shhhh, be quiet. Save that energy for later,” he said, placing a finger on Nicole’s lips.

An hour later, they arrived at their destination.

“Where are we?” she asked, feeling scared at this point. They had left the city, and she had no idea where they were.

“Breakneck Ridge, near the Hudson River,” Bruno replied calmly.

The car drove into a dirt path surrounded by trees, eventually stopping in front of a beautiful cabin.

“From the terrace of this place, you can see spectacular sunrises,” Bruno said.

“Bruno, I don’t want to be here with you. You need to understand that it’s over between us.”

“That didn’t seem to be the case the other night when I was inside you,” he replied with a bitter smile.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“You’ve had too much to drink. Let’s go back; I’ll drive.”

“No way. I’ve rented the cabin for two days and arranged for provisions and some clothing to be brought here. We’ll have everything we need.”

“I can’t believe it, really, I can’t. You had it all planned.”

Reluctantly, Nicole entered the cabin. The place was cozy and had everything they needed: a large fireplace in a small living room, a kitchenette, a bathroom, and a bed.

“You’ll sleep on the couch,” she said angrily.

“No, we’ll both sleep in the bed,” he insisted.

“No, we won’t, sir.”

Bruno started undressing, causing Nicole’s eyes to widen in surprise.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Can’t you see? I’m undressing. Do you really think I’ll sleep in this suit? Besides, it’s not like you haven’t seen me before.”

“I’ll sleep on the couch,” she reiterated.

“No way. I told you we’ll sleep in the bed.”

Bruno removed his clothes, leaving only his underwear, and lay down on the bed. He put one arm under his head and used his other hand to pat the empty space beside him, inviting Nicole to join him.

She looked at him, her face flushed. She couldn’t believe the audacity of this man. She cursed her hormones for betraying her, causing her to feel a heat rising as she gazed at his muscles.

“Will you sleep with clothes on?” he asked.

“Yes,” she nervously replied.

“As you wish,” he said. It wasn’t a problem for him; it would be easy to remove them later.

Nicole lay down beside him, turning her back to him. He covered her with a blanket as the night grew cold. He embraced her and placed his leg over hers before falling asleep.

She couldn’t sleep, she didn’t know if it was because of the weight of Bruno or because his closeness made her have improper thoughts.

She moved back, getting even closer to him, and with the movement she realized that a certain part of him awakened although he was still asleep.

Seconds later, Bruno woke up feeling her restlessness.

“Can’t you sleep? Do you need something?” He smiled mischievously.

“To hell with it!” she exclaimed as she turned around to kiss him.

“You know you can’t resist, just like I can’t,” he said before biting her earlobe.

Just as he had thought, taking her clothes off was really easy. She surrendered herself to him without reservations. She had never been with another man, so she didn’t know if she would feel the same if she did, but she didn’t believe anyone else could provoke those sensations in her body like Bruno Leone did.

He explored her body, with his lips and hands, showering her with caresses. He gradually moved down until he spread her legs, placing his face between them. Nicole felt the deep pleasure that his tongue movements gave her. Thankfully, there was no one else nearby, because even though she tried to keep her mouth shut, she couldn’t silence the moans that escaped from her.

Moments later, when Bruno intensified the rhythm, she felt as if she was floating, and then she felt herself explode into thousands of fragments.

He then entered her, he needed her, he had never stopped needing her since the first time they were together, he just acted foolishly, letting his ego take over.

They fell asleep, and hours passed as they repeated their actions over and over again. In the morning, Bruno watched her sleep. She still looked so beautiful and radiant. The years had only enhanced her beauty. Any man would be proud to have a woman like her by his side, but she was already separated from the rest, belonging entirely to him. He would never let her slip away again. He didn’t care what he had to do to ensure that.

Nicole woke up and immediately felt the warmth of his arms. She turned to look at him and found his gaze fixed on her. She had never noticed how expressive his eyes were before. In them, she could see all the love he was feeling. She smiled sweetly at him, and he took her chin, kissing her once again. They had a long day ahead of them, and he intended to make the most of it.