Chapter 3 Get Naked

Evangeline's POV

I got the flash drive. It happened right after we both crashed after sex. He fell on top of me and covered me. It felt so good, I didn't want to leave, but I had to.

He had such heavy arms, and he was in deep sleep shockingly. I get it, I was very close to passing out too. In fact I had passed out for a bit and sort of jerked back to reality for a second.

Pushing him away with all my might, crawled out of the bed, and was very well pleased when I saw the flash drive inside his suit jacket, sprawled on the floor.

This is way too easy for some reason.

I picked it up and hid it inside my purse, then I shamelessly crawled back under his arms for my own personal pleasure, even though the job was done.

I almost cried in victory. Antonio would be so proud of me!

……

When I woke up the next morning, the owner of the house was nowhere to be seen. I swallowed hard, because I planned to wake up before him and run off, but I was still a sleeping beauty up until ten o'clock in the morning. He knocked me out completely.

With haste, I dived inside my dress and ran out. At least my driver was shockingly waiting outside.The second I reached the car, I checked my purse and saw that the flash drive was still intact.

I heaved a heavy sigh of relief. I'm sure my husband made sure we weren't being followed.

Wait a second, I thought Antonio said Nico was never without his drive? How come he didn't realize that I stole it? I brushed the thought away. It didn't matter. It was in my hands.

When I got home, my husband was waiting for me. I looked like shit so I tried to pretend like I didn't enjoy it.

“Eva!” His eyes lit up when I walked in.

My forehead creased, my lips pulled into a thin line. He suspected I was mad so he embraced me. Something shifted when he touched me. Weakness, no fire.

“I'm sorry. Things will get better now, all because of your sacrifice. Tell me you got the flash drive?”

It felt rewarding anyway, my lips spread wide as I brought it out of my purse and handed it over. His face immediately morphed into a soft smile.

He then proceeded to pick me up and spin me across the room, promising me heaven and earth.

When he left, I went in to take a nice shower, but all I could think about was Nico. The way he handled me last night was…magical.

Antonio would never be a match. All of a sudden I was no longer looking forward to sex with Antonio again.

I tried to spend my day like I've always done so I settled into bed but just then, a call came in from my fake phone.

I absent-mindedly picked it up.

“Hello–”

“Gia.” My body shook upon hearing his buttery, delicious voice. Nico Moretti. Why was he calling? Did he find out?

“Nico–”

“I can't stop thinking about you. I want you again.” Nico had all the women in the world to fuck, and he was so crazy, he didn't bother fucking one woman twice. Why seek me out again?

I tried to resist.

“It was a one time thing, okay?”

“Let's make it two. I promise to leave you alone after. Come to my Mansion. I assume you know your way?”

I swallowed.

“Okay.” Then I cut the call before he could say his next words, knowing fully well that I was doing no such thing.

Why the hell was he doing this to me? I bit my fingernails, thinking long and hard.

Wait. Why was I considering it? I stared at my phone. The need to be pounded again won. I could still feel him, deep inside me, his eyes taunting me as he showed me a good time.

Could I really sleep with him again? Just once? Then let my husband bring him down? My brows knitted together.

Fuck.

Although I had already showered, I spent hours in the bathroom again, scrubbing every part of me. I actually wanted to impress him.

Eva, you're sick in the head.

I snuck out of the house. Antonio was barely ever home until late at night, and the mansion wasn't as guarded as it used to be because he knew I wouldn't run away. I wasn't running, I was only going to sleep with the same man he ordered me to have sex with again. A few more times wouldn't hurt.

When I arrived at Nico's mansion, I was let in instantly and I waltzed in to find him already waiting. I couldn't help but stare at him from the door. He seemed to have just arrived from somewhere as well, fully dressed.

“Hey.” My smile was wide. He seemed to stare at my face, but not really me as he removed his suit jacket.

“Stay there.” He ordered in an emotionless tone, and I didn't know what to make of it, but I listened. I shut the door and had my back against it, my heart beating fast, my chest rising and falling irregularly.

Finally, he began to take precise steps towards me. When he reached me, he pulled my hair to one side and buried himself in my neck, rubbing his nose all over, tickling and driving me crazy with need.

“Nico.” I moaned his name hopelessly, but he continued. His hands found its way to my throat before he squeezed it a bit and jeez, I loved it. He pinned me, sucked the skin of my neck noisily and just then, he pulled away from me, but he didn't let go of my neck.

Then he squeezed, harder, and pain and shock exploded through me as I winced.

His eyes darkened, but it wasn't due to lust. It was due to something akin to…anger.

He now looked like Nico Moretti, not the man I got comfortable with. My eyes widened. I tried to get his hands off my neck but he didn't budge.

He kept squeezing, and at a point I thought I would die, but he eventually released me.

As I coughed my lungs out, he pinned me against the door and began to say the most shocking words to me.

“Have you ever thought that a man sending his wife to his enemy means he doesn't love her?”

I raised my face to look at him, and he was smiling down at me like a sick maniac. He continued on, and I was trying to understand what he was trying to say.

“You know, I would never let another man fuck my wife, especially one that looks like you. Exactly like you.”

“What?” I said breathlessly.

“I know who you are, Evangeline.”

The world seemed to pause as I heard my real name slip from his mouth. A gasp escaped me, I couldn't stop my legs from wobbling. He caught me. He caught us! Is that why he called me here?

I suddenly couldn't speak. I just glared at him. He had no right to get mad!

“Funny how you walked right into my trap. So you want me to fuck you again, huh?I wonder why Antonio keeps trying, he can never reach me.”

I swallowed, my confidence faded.

“The stupidest thing Antonio did was let me set my eyes on you. Surely you don't think I'm letting you go, right?”

“Nico–”

“I'm so happy I fucked you last night.” He said, staring at me like the very predator that he was.

Why did I run to him? Even if I escaped this, what would I tell Antonio?

“You're going down!” I spat, my eyes blazed, anger overcoming my features.

“How, the damn drive?”

I couldn't speak. He knew I stole it.

“Really stupid of you to think I walked around with a useful hard drive. How disappointing, Eva.” He shook his head, mocking me.

So he tricked me.

“Antonio still won. The artifact, remember?”

He got away from me and I inhaled sufficient air for the first time in a minute.

“Oh, that. Right. I let you have it because I wanted Antonio drained of a few million dollars. It didn't matter. I was going to steal it right back. No one messes with me. If you look around the corner, you'll see it resting right there.” I looked over him, and there it was. That was the appointment he had just come from. He's insane.

“I stole it this morning after he made payment. He's going to go home an angry man, too bad he tried to fuck me up. Obviously I can buy that artifact if it costs even triple the amount you bought it for. You really underestimated me.”

I had to lean harder on the door because I was this close to collapsing. My head spun, I was speechless.

Antonio will really hate me. I'm done for if Nico says anything about what happened between us.

I lost. He enjoyed watching me crumble. I bowed

my head, so ashamed to see his face.

“Get naked.”

He said out of nowhere, jerking me out of my thoughts. I raised my head up.

“What?”

“You heard me.”