Chapter Four

You are quite outspoken for a girl your age.” Dominic said, touching her face as he slowly traced his fingers over her features. “Giving me conditions?”

He laughed low in his throat at her guts. It was obvious she didn't know what he was capable of because if she had the tiniest bit of idea, then there was no way she would dare to raise a suggestion not to mention a condition.

He brushed off a hair behind her ear as he tried to get a full view of her beauty. However, she shifted at his every touch, expecting him to acknowledge her condition, but she had it all wrong with him, who was always a thought ahead.

“I expect that you should respect my decision.” she reminded, evading his gaze.

Even though he found her just a little annoying, there was something about her that piqued his interest and until he figured it out, no one was going to bed.

“You expect that I respect your decision?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at her words. “You must have gotten it all wrong somewhere. You don't get to make the rules, I do. Your sister would have so complied easily, but it's rather unfortunate that she's suddenly gone missing. Nonetheless, you should have it at the back of your mind that you were brought in as her substitute, so you'll have to do as I say.” he added, grabbing her waist and pulling her close to the warmth of his body.

With his hand wrapped around her waist, it felt as if every nerve of her body was on fire as she stared down at his exposed chest. She hadn't felt anything like this before, not in her twenty–three years as a human.

What exactly was this feeling that seemed to ripple through every cell of her body? She reasoned, lifting her eyes slowly to him while her heart continued to beat fast.

As her gazed locked with his, it felt as if her heart beet seemed to stop for a moment. Tempted by his charming look, she lifted a hand and touched his lips with a finger, but he responded by pulling her hand down. As if she didn't understand what he meant, she lifted a hand again and touched his lips with a finger and slowly, her fingers began to spread on his features.

It felt as if an electric current had shot up through his body, he gripped her waist and pushed her up on the bed and then climbed up to her.

She knew what was next, and she tried her best to fight it, but his charm was a greater force. She laid on the bed, breathing heavily as she watched him climb halfway over her.

He pulled off his long overcoat and threw it to the side, then he bent over her and kissed the side of her neck. She moaned as his lips touched her skin, twisting and turning as her emotions began to consume her from within.

He kissed down to her collarbone and then paused as he inhaled her scent. While she felt the heat of the moment, he slid his hand into her thighs and simultaneously, her eyes widened in pleasure as she gasped, feeling his touch inside of her.

He raised her gown and pulled her close to himself as he loosened his belt and thrust his cock into her. She moaned, squeezing the bedspread as she formed her hands into a fist.

He continued to thrust in and out of her, his fingers exploring every corner of her body. Amidst the intense feeling that seemed to course through her body like electricity, especially as his fingers weaved their way in every corner of her body, she gripped his hands which were under her gown just as they were about to get to her breast.

She returned to her senses, panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath.

She shook her head.

“No, this shouldn't be happening.” she said, trying to get away from him.

Surprisingly, he allowed her to get as far as she wanted from him, then he climbed down from the bed and fastened his belt once again.

She broke into tears and buried her face in her palms as she couldn't believe what had just happened. The one thing which she was against was the only exact thing she found herself doing and to make matters worse, she initiated the whole thing.

How could she have left herself loose just on the first night with him? The thought of it made tears burn in her eyes the more.

Meanwhile, Dominic ambled towards the winery, poured himself a drink and returned to her.

“You were wrong, the only person you shouldn't trust is self.” he said, taking a sip of his drink.

As he said those words to her, she lifted her eyes and sent a long pained look to him. Although, she was tempted to reply him, but come to think of it, all of this wouldn't have happened if only Becca hadn't gone missing, so she stayed her rage.

“Now that you have me, what next?” she asked, a sob strangled in her throat.

“What next?” he reiterated, narrowing his eyes at the words. “You shouldn't think ahead of yourself.”

“Why not!” she thundered, her eyes glittering with anger as she lifted herself from the bed.

“Raising your voice won't guarantee your safety in here, neither will it give you the strength to crawl out of my grasp.” he said, in a rather low and dangerous voice.

She couldn't understand why he wasn't picking any offense in her actions and words, he was the complete opposite of what rumors said about him, and this even made her angry.

“Why are you being so calm?” Elena asked, trying to force him into proving that the rumors about him were true. “You are completely different from what I heard! Why won't you hit me?” she added, her voice rising to a scream, as she stomped over to him, lifted his hand and began to hit herself with it.

“Why won't you live up to your name as the… the ruthless Dominic Salvatore?!”

Instead of hitting her to prove the rumors true, he retrieved his hand from her and gripped hers, holding her still as a flash of anger lifted his eyes.

“I won't, because I've had my eyes on you long before now. I never wanted your sister, it was you.”