Exclusively Yours - Episode 14
Subtitle; {Please, Love Me}
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Olivia's POV
My body freezes up, my heart thumping loudly against my chest as I stare at him in shock. My fingers slowly brush against my lips, the unexpected kiss leaving me speechless.
I look up at him, my lips parting in disbelief. I try to speak, but no words come out. My mouth feels dry, and I struggle to form a coherent sentence.
"W-why... You, I--" I stammer, my voice faltering. I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself. "W-why wo-would y-you do that?"
I close my eyes, feeling frustrated at my inability to express myself. I sweep my hair back with one hand and step down from the desk, my emotions swirling inside me.
He smiles at me, infuriatingly calm. "You finally found your voice," he remarks.
"Riccardo, I'm serious," I snap, my frustration boiling over. "Why did you do that? Are you out of your mind?"
"No," he replies, his expression unwavering.
He's lying to himself.
He's a madmañ.
"You are! You're insàne!" I yell, pushing him away from me. "You can't just kiss me without my permission, Riccardo."
"I can. You're my fiancée," he states matter-of-factly.
"I'm..." I start to say, but then I stop mid-sentence, taking a deep breath. "I don't want you to."
"I can't make any promises."
What's his problem?!
"Riccardo, I'm being serious." I attempted to sound firmer, my irritation growing.
"Olivia, you're always serious."
"You won't kiss me again."
Riccardo laughed, shaking his head. "Oh, I definitely will."
"You wouldn't dare."
Before I could even blink, my back harshly collided with the wall, causing me to wince and close my eyes for a moment. When I reopened them, I found myself trapped, with Riccardo's hands pressed against the wall. I tried to walk out, but he grabbed my wrist, causing me to jérk my hand away and slàp him across the face.
Bastàrd.
"This is the second time you've slapped me. It won't happen again."
"I'm certain it will, because you don't listen."
"Don't dare me, sunshine."
"I will do as I please!"
He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them, I flinched at their intensity. His black eyes showed no emotion; it was as if he had shut them off. Riccardo grabbed both of my hands and pinned them against the wall above my head with one hand, while his other hand held my waist. He tilted his head and leaned closer and closer to my lips. Just as our lips were about to touch, I turned my head to the side.
I struggled to free my hands from his grip, but it was impossible. "What are you doing? Let go of me."
He let go of my waist and pinched my jaw. He leaned in again, and once more, I turned my head away.
"Please, no. Just let me go, please." Tears threatened to spill as my voice cracked.
This time, he forced my head to face him, holding my chin, before forcefully pressing his lips against mine. I pressed my lips tightly together, unable to do anything to stop him except that.
Riccardo grunted and bit my lips, causing me to gasp. He swallowed the sound and took the opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth, nibbling and sucking on my lips. His tongue entwined with mine as he continued his assaúlt.
A sob escaped my mouth, and his actions abruptly halted. Our eyes met just as a tear fell from my eye. He caught it with his thumb before it hit the floor and licked it, maintaining eye contact.
"Let go of me, please," I muttered under my breath, though it was audible enough for him to hear.
"Say it first."
"Say what?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
My eyes widened as I searched his for what he wanted me to say. It was a grave mistake, as I felt like I was being pulled into a dark room. A room so dark, it resembled a black hole.
He tightened his grip on my hands, intentionally causing me pàin. "Say it," he demanded, his voice low, almost menacing.
Then, it clicked.
He was fixated on me saying, 'I am yours' days ago in the jungle, but I had refused. I would never say it. I refused to give myself completely to someone I despiséd.
"No."
"I can't hear you," he gritted. "Say it louder."
"No. No, I won't." I held my head high in defiance. "You can do whatever you want, I won't say it."
He chuckled in the most malevolent way I had ever heard. "Are you sure? There are so many things I could do to you that you wouldn't like. Should I? Should I do it?"
The spark in his eyes was animalistíc, yet it contained truth. Over the days I had spent with him, I had come to realize he wouldn't lie. He had never lied about anything during the time we had been together.
"Riccardo..."
"Yes, sunshine."
"You're hurtiñg me."
"I know," he admitted. His hand circled around my waist, and he leaned in towards my neck. His breath grazed my skin, causing me to shudder. "Perhaps the pàin will make you submit to me."
I wet my lips with my tongue, momentarily distracting him. His eyes slowly returned to their normal shade of black.
"Why must you be so beautiful? You're just perfect. So perfect. I want to tear you open and find a flàw in you." His thumb trailed along my bottom lip, and I gulped at the sensation that washed over me. "How is it possible that you're flawless? How?" He tilted his head again and bit my neck. "I want to destróy this perfection. I want to expose your true nature. You're mine, and mine alone."
I swallowed anxiously, my eyes half-closed as my lips parted. I tilted my head to the side to give him more access to my neck. His teeth grazed my skin, and he bit down on another spot. His grip on my waist tightened, and I could feel his heartbeat against my chest.
My eyes fluttered shut, and I relied on my mouth to take in oxygen. His lips trailed in a wavy line until they reached my earlobe, where he bit down. A moàn escaped my mouth, and he pulled back instantly, a smirk spreading across his face.
"It sounds even better than I imagined." With a kiss on my forehead, he left me, and my body winced at the loss of warmth.
What had just happened?
TBC 📖✍️
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