Billionaire's Wife

Exhausted,

He pushed me down until I was on my knees. His sinister smile told me he was enjoying finding me breathless. I try to get up a little when he warned. “I dare you to get up,” I remained on my knees. “Open this sweet mouth of yours,” He said getting his belt out. “I want to see how this mouth feels on my d**k…”

I felt his warm breaths on my neck. I couldn’t sleep in his arms. With his taste in my mouth and my sore body, I shivered thinking of the things he had done to me. And, with him telling me how he was disappointed in me I wonder if I had heard of any man who wanted his wife to be experienced.

I knew he had a right over my body but wasn’t I...his responsibility too. I couldn’t even sleep when he was beside me I wonder how I was supposed to live my whole life with him. I closed my eyes for the hundredth time to only see him smirking over me, yelling over or me, or jerking inside me. Not for a single time, I felt loved or safe in his hands. Whenever he touches me, my skin crawls and spending hours as he sleeps peacefully over me was torture I knew I was going to live for years.

But then I recalled how he wants to leave me. And, that made me even more insecure about the life I was living right now.

After I finished getting him ready I was longing to retire to bed. But I didn't dare to show him. I wasn't ready for any single taunt from his side. Peter was already here and waiting for him in the living room of this spacious suite. I didn't flinch this time when he came to kiss the corner of my mouth.

"Peter?" Matteo gestured to Peter and I was surprised when Peter walked to me.

"Mrs. Lucca." He had his head down. 

"What?" I asked and Matteo who was casually getting out of the suite stopped to say. "You will leave with him. Remember, you were going shopping? You must leave the hotel."

"No...I"

"Did you say no?" He cut me off and I stared at him blankly.

"I don't want you to send me...to shop for anything. I...," I am tired...exhausted.

"You wish!" He cut me off and I took some steps in Matteo's direction but he left.

I was feeling so tired when I heard Peter's voice. 

"Mrs. Lucca, you can get ready so we can...leave."

I went back to my room and change into a dress before making a bun. I wonder how I didn't have any money but then thinking he is sending me with Peter I tried not to dwell on the thought.

I walked out and wonder if this guy Peter was always this stiff or today is an exception. I had my shades on because the last thing I would want someone to look into my eyes. The receptionist passed me a smile and I too returned the favor. I was so tired and sad. I got into the car and was looking at the sideroads without any interest.

After almost ten minutes we got into the less crowded area and soon the road stopped having anything around. It felt like we were reaching heights and then...in nowhere the car was pulled over.

"Peter?" I whispered and getting the cue he replied, 

"You are supposed to be in this car until his work doesn't finish."

"What?... You are kidding right?" I had a panic in my voice.

"No," He looked into the mirror and replied,

I opened the car and got out. He didn't stop me and I was thankful. I walked ahead to find myself above the city. Only a few minutes passed when I found Peter coming out. 

"Mrs. Lucca? Please, get into the car. I will leave you alone for some time." I gulped hard at his offer before I turned and got into the car.

He was right. He didn't come back and I couldn't stop myself from breaking. I cried hard in an attempt to get all the baggage out. I never ever dreamed of myself to get in a situation this complex. I lay in the back seat and tried to close my eyes.

I don't know when but I heard a peculiar sound. Opening my eyes I groaned before looking up with my half-closed eyes. Some men aged around the late thirties were surrounding the car. I found two of them taping the windows. I guess they wanted to know if someone was sitting in.

I straightened myself and was hyperventilating in a few seconds. I quickly looked around to get it was six of them. The knock on the window got louder. I guess they knew how someone was inside.

Soon, I found the one standing ahead of the car picking a stone. I knew what he was doing and cried louder getting my hands on my mouth. I jumped to the side when he threw the stone in the mirror. But it only got a huge c***k without breaking. One of the men was trying something with the driving door and I was trembling catching my head in my hands.

Soon, I heard a gun going off and hiccuped loudest. The men got dispersed before they ran off. Only a few minutes later I found Peter coming in who only passed me a look but didn't utter a word.

"I am sorry, I was standing far for the signals." And this made me recall how I didn't use my cell phone but I...I couldn't think at that time.

I tried to get control of myself but my arms were freezing and my mouth was trembling. Peter started roaming the car in the city and it continued for five hours before he finally stopped in the hotel's parking lot.

He didn't pull in front of the hotel because of the c***k I guess. 

"Mrs. Lucca? I hope you can take the lift." Peter requested and I walked to the lift. I had my shades on even now but the moment lift closed I couldn't help a sob coming out.

I got out of the lift on the VIP floor. The floor only had two suites. I get to the door to only find it ajar. It only meant one thing. Matteo was already in. Getting in I closed the door behind me to only welcome Matteo's loud voice as he shouted about some company that wasn't worthy of his time.

He noticed me but didn't seem to have the time. I walked inside to only notice a room full of flowers. The bed was decorated too. I wonder if it was Matteo but didn't have any strength now. I took my shades off and got a chill in my body thinking what could have gone wrong if Peter didn't arrive in time.

I rubbed my eyes and was sniffing thanking God. I changed into something comfortable before retiring to bed. He didn't come until I was already asleep.

"Julie, Julie?" I opened my eyes really slowly to only find Matteo's hand rubbing my chest as he lay beside me. And, his hand...his hold was enough to get me in the kind of alert in which no one can sleep.

I don't know what my face told him but he was quick to say. "You upset about shopping." He whispered before getting my lingerie down enough to have my breasts bare. His mouth came to suck my n****e hard before he takes it in his mouth to rub his tongue over it. "Honey, you are already paid in full."

"Matteo, today...I..." Instead of explaining a sob came out of my mouth. I don't know why I even wanted to explain it to him. But all I found him doing was coming over me. "Don't you dare to think that I did all of this in the room? It's from the hotel." His feet were grazing my leg while his mouth was lost in my neck.

His thighs were pinning me down when he came to kiss my mouth. "f**k, you are so hot today." He cursed while I gulped wondering how he failed to understand I was having a fever.

"Well, I guess it is our first trip after our wedding. We can call it our honeymoon." He parted my legs with his knees and only removed the string with his hand a little to the side.

"f**k!" He cursed touching my area.

"Matteo," I tried but only got in return. "Sir! You forget it a lot!"

I had my breath hitched and everything was moving in my head when he pushed himself in me. I got my eyes misty over the kind of intrusion my body least wanted now. I hated his breaths over my already hot body but I saw him disappearing before I lost myself to the darkness.

I got up with a needle stuck at the back of my hand. It meant that I have had a drip. It was after so long that I felt I slept. I looked at my left to Matteo sleeping beside me. And, started wondering about life. The little light coming from the drapes told me that morning was approaching.

He stirred after an hour and not a moment later looked at me. I stared at his condition. It seems he only slept a few hours ago.

"You scared the f**k out of me!"

"What happened?" I asked.

"Just imagine people knowing that you passed away when I was f*****g you. And, why the f**k you didn't tell me about what happened with Peter?"

I don't know why I wasn't much shocked at his behavior. Maybe I had gotten used to his tone. "I tried,"

"No, you didn't try harder." 

So, the mistake was again mine. He didn't want to stay for a single second. He made a call to let Peter know we were ready to leave.

"You can't even take care of yourself. What I am supposed to do? Babysit you? You got a fever tell Peter or call the hotel staff. Get a f*****g check up!" The journey back to Italy was the same.

We got into our place to only find a guy that I didn't recognize. But he seemed to be waiting for Matteo. A very playful smile reached his face when he looked at me. "Get in," I heard Matteo hissing near my ear. That somehow was a signal that he didn't want me to have anything with the guest. And, also the way the person had a mocking smile on his mouth...it didn't let me return the favor of smiling back before I retired to my room.

I hope I upload the next chapter tomorrow. And, things...are going to happen...that would let Matteo know that he can't treat her fully as he treats his other slaves...!!!

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