Chapter 8

• Sophia's POV.
• "What?" I gasped, gazing at him in confusion. "Just moments ago, you flung my hands off you. Why do you want me to stay in your room?"
• "Like I said earlier, I do whatever I want," He uttered, his voice firm. "So, are you coming to my room or not? The offer runs out in 1,2..."
• "Okay!" I agreed. "I'll stay in your room tonight."
• I couldn't let another chance to seduce him slip away.
• Without a word, he stood from where he was and walked past me.
• My heart pounded in my chest as I trailed him.
• His room was right next to my new one. My eyes stayed glued on his broad back as we entered.
• I couldn't stop thinking about what he had said earlier. Being alone with him felt more scary now that I knew his identity, but I had no choice.
• I had to do everything I could; 60 days would run out faster than I imagined.
• "Are you going to keep standing there?" He questioned, snapping me out of my thoughts.
• "Huh?" I looked up at him.
• It was then I noticed how the room reflected the exterior of the house. Black walls, dark aesthetics, moody paintings. It felt cold almost suffocating.
• But amidst the dark aura in the room, it was extremely neat, spacious, and beautiful. It was much bigger than mine.
• "Nice room," I commented, starting the conversation in a light tone. "The chandelier is the prettiest thing here..."
• That was a complete lie. Despite Alessandro's devilish nature, he was the most beautiful thing in the room. My pulse raced staring at him.
• "Oh really," He scoffed, unbuttoning his shirt casually.
• The air thickened with tension.
• "Does your wound still hurt?" I asked, glancing at it, trying to focus on anything other than the overwhelming tension.
• "No it doesn't, because your magical hands have healed it," He replied, a sarcastic grin tugging at his lips, his eyes gleaming with amusement. I almost relaxed until his next words cut through the air like a blade.
• "Of course, it still hurts!" He snapped, and my cheeks flushed in irritation. "Do you think this is some fantasy land where pain vanishes in three minutes?"
• I cast a glare at him, then rolled my eyes in frustration.
• "Roll your eyes again, and I'll spank some sense into you," He warned, his tone low, sending a thrill through my spine.
• "I'm not a child," I retorted. My voice came out breathier than intended. "I'm here to seduce, not...to get spanked..."
• "You're so naive," He scoffed, shaking his head as he took off his shirt completely.
• As my eyes fell on his abs, my breath hitched. They looked so firm and breathtaking, the tattoo on his chest made me drawn to him like a magnet. He looked like a perfect sculpture, flawless and dangerous.
• Without thinking, I stepped closer, my fingers twitched with the urge to touch his abs. The pull was too strong to resist, so I reached out, my hand pressing against the solid muscles. A gasp escaped my lips at how firm they felt under my palm.
• Heat flooded my body as I traced my fingers over each ridge, my heart pounding faster.
• I let my hand trail up, heading toward the wound, then back down to his abs. My body began to tremble with desire, my legs feeling weak with every brush of my hand. His warm skin almost made my knees give way.
• But just as my fingers trailed near his pants, he caught my wrist stopping me in my tracks. I bit my lip, frustration filling me.
• "Why do you keep doing this?" I questioned, losing my cool, forgetting for a moment who I was talking to. "Isn't this what you want? Is this not why you asked me to sleep in your room?
• "Why do you keep rejecting every attempt I make?" My emotions getting the better part of me.
• "This may be a joke to you, but my father's life is at stake here! I'm getting tired of your games!"
• "You are not going about this deal the right way!" He snapped, his tone harsh, making me take a step back.
• "How?" I fired back. "What am I supposed to do in your room if not sleep with you? Isn't this how to seduce men or what...?"
• "Many women have done this, and none of them have fazed me. You are no exception. If I wanted to have a fuck, I'd just pick a slut for it." His words were harsh at first, but slowly there was a little strain to his voice "But I want to know how love feels!"
• "This isn't it," He continued, shaking his head. "This is just lust and sex, not what I know love seems. Isn't my heart supposed to skip a beat or some nonsense like that? The things people say happen when you're in love,".
• There was a strange vulnerability in his words now, and for a moment, I saw past the cold and distant man before me. He was searching for something, but I couldn't grasp why.
• "Fuck this!" He muttered, slipping out of his pants.
• All the thoughts in my mind vanished at the sight of his cock. My mouth went dry. It was...big. Bigger than anything I had seen, an involuntary heat shot through me. My thighs clenched together as I reacted to the sight.
• He walked toward the bathroom, leaving me standing there, breathless, and turned on beyond reason. As soon as he disappeared from view, I rubbed my thighs for some relief.
• "What the hell," I gasped.
• Alessandro didn't seem as easy as I thought. He wasn't a man I could easily seduce, other men would have had sex with me right here, but he was so resistant.
• Without seducing him, I wouldn't be able to see my father.
• "Father..."I whispered, my heart throbbing at the thought of his well-being. I wondered if he was being treated well.
• I didn't know how long I stood, thinking about my father, but Alessandro soon stepped out of the bathroom.
• When I looked at him, my breath caught in my throat. His hair was dripping wet, and his sexy and muscular body was cascading with water. He looked like a god, untouchable yet standing right in front of me.
• For a split second, A wild part of me imagined him doing things to me, things that made my clit throb, sending heat waves through me. My panties grew wetter with every passing second.
• "Ah..." I gasped quietly, rubbing my thighs together again.
• Just the sight of him was driving me insane.
• Quickly, I removed my gown, exposing my body— just my panties and big boobs on full display.
• This was the most embarrassing thing I had done in my life, but...would it work? Would this stubborn mafia king fall?