Chapter 12: Nora's Pv; Anton's story Ⅰ

I had seen Anton's upset look after the visit from these men. Several questions ran through my mind, but I was afraid to upset him. If we forgot our first night, then I can say he's a good man. But deep down I knew that was not the case. I often wondered if he suffered from a personality disorder. He could go from smiling to furious in record time and back to smiling in the blink of an eye.

Since his famous "punishment", I do my best not to anger him. I miss my uncle and that's for sure, but it's not by putting my life in danger that I'm going to find him. And I wonder if I could forget Anton if one day I managed to escape. I think I have feelings for him. It's really strange to see a victim fall in love with their oppressor, but in my case it's almost different. He's kind and caring, he cares about my well-being, so it's hard not to succumb to his charm, especially since he's my first man.

I stayed in the office reading books without staying focused. The gaze of this man did not escape me. I was scared, very scared. I had a peaceful life before. I didn't know what the danger was. I heard about mafia, kidnapping, prostitution, drugs, but always on television. I never thought I would see this one day.

I went to the room that Anton had shown me. I found the bed made with red sheets. It looked like one of his rooms found in BDSM movies. Nothing to think about how many women he had jumped on that bed, I was nauseous. I ripped off the sheets and rolled them into a ball in the corner of the room before climbing onto the bed. I was really sleepy and it was when I saw the clock that I understood why. It was two o'clock in the morning. So it had been four hours since he and the others had left.

I feel a hand stroking my hair and kisses on my shoulder. Without even opening my eyes, I know it's Anton. His three-day-old beard that scratched like hell with every kiss. I face him smiling.

Anton: Did I wake you up? It was not wanted.

- Are you sure? What time is it ?

Anton: Half past two in the morning. Why are the sheets on the floor.

- I didn't want to sleep on those sheets. I don't know how many girls have been here before me.

Anton: Would my little flower be jealous?

- I worry about my health, that's all.

Anton: You don't have to worry. A girl has never entered here. I usually take them in the office or in the car, but never on the bed as I sleep and always with condoms.

I can't believe this idiot talks to me about his escapades like the good weather. Does he do it on purpose or what? I turn my back on him and close my eyes.

Anton: Let me put on new sheets. We'll spend the night here, it's getting late so we won't be going home.

I get up and see him pulling sheets out of a closet. He makes the bed while I watch him. Well, I could one day brag that I was served by the great Anton Kovalski. The bed made, he kisses my lips, picks me up and puts me on the bed with delicacy.

Anton: Rest, I'm going to take a shower, I'll be back.

- What? Is there a bathroom here?

Anton: There are times when work takes time. I made this room to avoid travel during working hours. It is very equipped, only the kitchen is missing.

- Oh I see.

He takes off his clothes looking me in the eyes. Shit, this man is hot. This body of a Greek god made of rock, this devastating smile Everything about him was perfect. My eyes follow every button he unfastens. Damn, he does it on purpose. It's more striptease than diversion. I bite my lip when I see him walking away with his sexy buttocks showing.

I feel all wet between my legs. I hesitate between going to bed and joining him. I get up in my turn and I get rid of all clothes before taking the same path as him.

I hug her from behind. I feel him jump before he faces me. He still had that same smile on his face. He lowers his head so that our eyes meet.

Anton: Do you know that it is dangerous for a woman to take a shower with a man?

- This is not just any man Mr. Kovalski. This is my man.

Anton: If it's a dream then I would like to do it again and again. Nora McAllister taking the initiative for the first time. I would have liked to fuck you here, but I'm afraid to hurt you.

He cuts off the jet of water and lifts me off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist, arms around his neck and kiss him. We leave in the shower and he goes to the toilet. He puts me on a piece of furniture and I spread my legs. He enters me and begins to move. We could call him names, but this man knew how to fuck. No wonder there's a horde of sex-hungry whores hanging around him.

Anton: Damn Nora... you're mine... only mine. Say it.

- I am yours Anton, only yours.

I hear him grunting and I feel his seed pouring into me. He is breathing heavily and so am I. He lifts me from my perch for the shower. I'm exhausted, so I let him soap and wash me.

Once in the room, we go to bed. He held me in his hands while I had my head on his pectoral.

Anton: Nora, I'm serious when I say that you belong only to me. I will kill anyone who dares to look at you with even one eager look.

- What about me? Will you stay away from those buffoons who keep trying to lure you into their beds?

Anton: If that's what you want then yes. I give you the power to do what you want with them. Do you know why those two men were here earlier?

- Nope.

Anton: They brought me a message from the Cabrals. Do you know who these people are?

- I don't want to talk about it, but I also know that you know who they are so good night.

Anton: No I want to talk about it now.

- And I say no... What are you going to force me to do? And why should I tell you about it? Have you ever told me about your life? All you care about is fucking like the whore room I represent to you. I haven't forgotten what you told me on the first day. I'm just a tool of revenge for you.

Anton: Shit Nora doesn't piss off. I'm not in the mood.

- And you think maybe I'm not?

Anton: What do you want to know? Tell me and I'll explain it to you in detail. But how do you want to know my life if deep down you're just waiting for the right moment to run away?

- I have these inexplicable feelings towards you, but you have to understand that Mike is the man who has watched over me for so many years. I could never get him out of my heart. He is more than a father to me. Forcibly holding me back won't change anything for me.

Anton: My name is Anton Kovalski, born to an American-Polish mother and a Russian father. It's him that you saw earlier at the office....