Hours passed, and as the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a golden hue over the the estate, Mercelo felt a tug within him. Eva as usual drugged Mercelo's drink.
Although she knew that Mercelo was the CEO of Haverford group of Campanies. She was also aware the the one during day is the one handling the campany's issues. Whereas at night, he only knows how to kill. So allowing him to go to the exhibition would cause havocs.
Well, thought she wasn't still a ware about the two personality, but one thing was visible, at might Mercelo seemed different.
Years back when Mercelo got married, on their wedding party, as day turned to twilight, Marcello excused himself, disappearing into the house for a moment. Eva felt a spark of anticipation. Soon, he emerged, transformed in a sleek black suit, a silver mask concealing his features.
However, as Marcello's gaze swept across the garden, it landed on a figure lurking in the corner, a man with dark eyes that sparkled with malice, his face had unsettling grin as his gaze was fixed on Eva's chest as he smirkly smiled
Without hesitation, Mercelo rushed and grabbed the man, dragging him to the basement, Eva noticing, curiosity spiked her that she followedd them from behind.
Her eyes widen at what she saw, Mercelo scooped out one eye from the man as he said.
"I haven't even layed with her, yet your the first to admire her features, the next time you gaze at her maliciously, l will take the remaining eye too."
The air around her felt suffocating, that she held back her scream not to alert him of her presence. Soon, the man come out of the basement wounded and bleeding with only one eye remaing, the other he held it in his palm as he winced in pain.
So what can stop him from making another havoc at the exhibition.
"Marcelo, l don't like doing this but you do force me." She said while rubbing his hair thinking that he was still asleep.
"Just do what pleases your heart, my dear wife!" A voice broke the tense room, " but remember, one day is for the owner of the house."
He reminded her of her own words.
Mercelo was also now used to her tortures. she glanced at him pitiful. " Can't we live like normal couples? Am tired of tieing you up every night just to keep myself safe!"
Taking a deep breath, she slowly lay on his mascular chest and whispered. " Let's agree, you won't inflict pain on me at night, and l won't do the same to you. You agree or disagree?
"This shameless woman wants to trap me using that weakling," Marcelo thought as he lay still, feeling the weight of Eva's presence on his chest. A sigh escaped his lips, echoing softly in the room.
As he met her gaze, he felt her determination radiating like warmth from a newly lit fire. "Come on, Lewis, you can do this," Eva thought inwardly, referring to him by the name under which he had cloaked his true identity. She knew that beneath his hardened exterior, the monster within was still capable of feelings.
Slowly, she dipped her head and pressed her lips against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart. It was an act of vulnerability that invoked something unexpected in Marcelo, a rush of feelings he had long buried beneath layers of resolve.
Her kisses danced across his skin like whispers of forgotten dreams, brushing tenderly against his small red nipples.
He could feel the pulse of her intent even amidst the tenderness. As each kiss moved along his torso, climbing to the slope of his neck, Marcelo wrestled with the paradox of her actions.
Was this a strategy to lure him into her web, or was there sincerity beneath the playful façade? Come-on, she was just searching for his weakness.
As she continued kissing his chest to his lower abdomen, Mercelo began to breath heavily as Eva lowered her hand to his pant caressing it with her middle finger slowly but gently.
Mercelo raised his head up, heart skipped a beat, his blooded skyrocketed and his was breathing so fast.
Although he tried controlling him mind but his urge betrayed him. Eva place her lower part to his and she could sense something hardening down there.
Tickling his ears with her tongue, she gave him a side glance and saw his eyes were closed and he swelled dry saliva that made a loud sound. She could hear him breathing through his mouth. She whispered.
"You like it, right? So, do you approve or still object?"
He kept silence with his eyes still closed. Eva could sense that he was on a climax, as he gently moaned.
With a gentle touch, Eva reached out, her fingers dancing along Marcelo's broad chest to his 'thing' , each caress sent ripples through the air, igniting a warmth that enveloped him. Marcelo's breath caught.
"Urrgh!" He moaned
Eva, emboldened by the moment, lowered herself gracefully, trailing soft kisses from his chest to his abdomen.
The feel of her lips ignited a fire within Marcelo even more and he could do nothing but close his eyes, savoring each delicate touch. The world around him faded into a blur, leaving just the two of them.
Eva sensed the weight of unspoken desires In him. She raised her hand, letting her fingers gently explore the fabric of his clothes, feeling the hardening beneath his legs with her hand.
The spark between them crackled like distant lightning, and Marcelo's heart raced as if it were trying to escape his chest.
"Eva," he breathed, " what do you think your doing?"
She smiled softly, her eyes glinting like stars.
"Do you like it, Marcelo? Huh?" She leaned closer, brushing her lips against his ear, teasingly whispering words that made his heart race even faster and slower at the same time.
With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Eva playfully nudged him, gently asserting the pull of the connection. "Let my hands do the needful ."
Marcelo opened his eyes, looking into hers
"Please stop it, you b*tch!"
In his mind he thought that he had just yelled out loud, but instead, he just whispered softly.
Besides, he can't get out if the bed, Eva had even upgraded that she used chains to chain him on the bed instead of his ropes.
After a long struggle to resist, he finally gave in immediately Eva placed his 'thing' in her mouth, for few minutes and he was already in cloud nine, butterflies playing in his stomach.
"Lewis you can do this! yes." Eva said inwardly.
His eyes were closed as he raised his neck seemingly enjoying whatsoever was going on. But suddenly, Eva stoped Midway. Then raised her eyebrows and glanced at the man on the bed who seemed to want more of it.
"Do you now agree to my conditions?" She whispered. Her voice soft and tempting.
As Mercelo was almost going to say yes, from nowhere, his courage piqued, "what game are you playing?" He finally managed to say a ward clearly as his mind eased and the harden thing down become soft as it fell down.
Eva stretched her two hands , placing on his chest as she carrased him slowly but gently with her two fingers. She slightly smirked and lightly chuckled.
"Do I look like and playing games? Nah.. just wanna secure my future in here."
In Eva's mind, she was trying to know where Mercelo's body weakness is, that way, she would easily manipulate him.
Everyone has a weaken, and so does he, and that's what Eva was looking for. She was not happy and contented tieing him up every night. That would be inhuman .
But once she gets the weakness it would be easier to tame him.
"This woman thinks that am a fool." Mercelo gave her a side long glance as he thought.
"So, she has been planing this all along? There's no way she just woke up in the morning and come up with such a plan. I swear, l will skin you alive."
"I think am being too polite to this beast of a man. Come on Lewis, think, think." Eva thought as she tip tapped her head as she pondered on her next move since Mercelo had proven to be more stubborn.
Before he knew it, Eva's hand reached out in his pant, pressing 'the thing' so hard that he wailed and screamed out loud wincing bas the pain throbbed him to death .
"Shit! Ouch, f*ck...uggh! No, don't you dare squeeze my– arrrgh!..urgh! Let go!."