Chapter Eleven (11)

ISMERALDA

It had been days since she and her husband had touched each other and she was becoming rapidly frustrated. Adriano kept his distance but she had spotted him staring at her a lot. They slept in different rooms because Ismeralda was worried that she would give in. The truth was that she really did want him but she couldn't get the images he had shown her out of her head. It was really sick that people found pleasure in pain and it irritated her even more that Adriano was part of those sick people. Hurting people gave him pleasure and she couldn't understand why.

It was already 8pm and Ismeralda was getting drowsy so she was about to drag herself to the guestroom where she had been sleeping. She had stopped waiting for Adriano to come back home mainly because she had been avoiding him. She was still trying to figure out an answer to his request. Was it really something she wanted to subject herself too? But then again, if she didn't give it a try, Adriano would get it somewhere else and that thought made her stomach drop. It was the only way to make her marriage work.

In a way she was fascinated by the whole thing and she wondered if it was as bad as it looked.

As she let her thoughts wonder, she was overcome by a deep sleep.

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ADRIANO

It was already a little after eleven when he got home. He was frustrated because of the issue with the Sangue Nero and he was frustrated with the situation with his wife. He craved to be with her and no one else. It was weird because he tried to be with one of the women from one of his whore houses but when it didn't work so he just stopped halfway and then left the place. It frustrated him that the only woman he wanted to be with wouldn't even let him touch her.

He wished there was a way that he could convince her that what he was proposing wasn't as bad as she thought but there was no way he could so that without first of all showing her what happens and how it happens.

He took off his jacket and put it over the armrest of the couch and went to his cellar to pour himself a glass of scotch. It was the only thing that could calm his feelings right now.

He kept asking himself why Ismeralda was the only woman he wanted. It had never been like that for him before. He knew he wasn't in love with her. It was probably because he couldn't have her that he wanted her so much.

He dropped his glass on the table and proceeded upstairs to his room. Maybe if he slept and he woke up he would feel refreshed.

But as he was heading towards his room, he heard moans coming from the guestroom and he stopped in his tracks. He moved closer to the door to listen more properly and be sure that he wasn't hearing things.

He heard Ismeralda moaning again and this time he twisted the door knob and peeped in. To his maximum surprise, his wife was asleep and moving restlessly on the bed still moaning.

He was shocked as he had never witnessed such before in his life. He moved closer to the bed and watched as she kept moving sensually on the bed and moaning. The next thing that fell out of her lips left him dumbfounded. "Oh! Adriano!" She moaned his name.

He smirked to himself. So, she wanted him too? That was his breaking point. He had no patience anymore.

He got on the bed and moved slowly towards her. When he was directly above her, he tapped her on the arm and said softly, "Wake up, angel. I am right here."

She jerked awake immediately and tried coming up but he had her pinned to the bed.

She looked at him for a long time obviously still trying to understand the situation. He let her go and moved away from her because he didn't want to scare her.

"What are you doing here?" She asked softly.

"I was going to my room and I heard you moaning." I told her.

She looks wide-eyed at him and them turned her face away from him in embarrassment.

He moved closer to her and turned her face to his own. They were only a few inches apart. "You were moaning my name Ismeralda." He said brushed his lips against hers.

She breathed in sharply but didn't say anything.

"You are craving me." He brought his fingers to her face and stroked her cheeks and then he places his other hand on her waist. "I can feel it in the way you tremble under my touch. You want me."

"No, I don't." She said but it came out with zero conviction in her voice.

"Then why were you moaning my name?" He asked with a smirk on his face.

"I can't give you what you want, Adriano. That kind of lifestyle is not for me." She spoke.

He pulls away from her and he looks at her for a long time. "We can start slowly if you want. I won't throw everything at you all at once. We'll start very slowly. I won't do anything you don't want me to do."

That was the only thing he could think off. It wasn't a part of his nature to beg and he wasn't going to beg her but he was going to make a compromise.

She was quiet for a long time and he thought she was about to reject his offer so he stood up and was about to leave when she said, "Okay. So long as we are taking it slow."

He turned and looked at her and then he smiled. Finally, he would get to have her and he'd be the first to fuck her and that thrilled him a lot. He looked forward to doing all the things that he wanted to do to her since the day that he brought her home on their wedding night.

Without another word, he walked out of the room. She'd given him all he wanted to hear for the night.  

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