Chapter 4

I've sent Paola home. It took some time to push her out the door. I smile, I didn't think Elaine would be able to hold her own against Pao, but she did. Thinking about how she defended herself turns me on. I love a woman who can hold her own and she sure can.

I take a seat and pull up my laptop and start sending out some emails.

I'm honestly tired of Pao, she's becoming more and more volatile. I need her still, just for a while longer before I cut her off completely.

I can't stop thinking about last night and how glorious Elaine tasted on my lips. Where does she get her boldness from. I want to choke her and watch her eyes roll to the back of her head as I fuck her. I thought I could restrain myself, but after last night I know it's not going to be as easy as I thought.

Her body is perfection, a work of art, a symphony of curves and lines that flowed together in perfect harmony. Her skin was smooth and silky, the color of honey in the sunlight, with a subtle sheen that hinted at a life well-lived. Her waist was small and nipped in, accentuating the gentle flare of her hips and the soft swell of her breasts.

As she moved, her body seemed to dance, every motion graceful and effortless. Her legs were long and lean, toned. Oh, and her pussy. God, the taste of her and the sounds that came out of her pretty little mouth as I sucked on her clit. The way she came for me, with my name on her lips… I will never forget the look on her face of sheer pleasure.

Fuck! I need to get back to work. As soon as I dip my head to drown myself in work I get a knock at my door.

"Come in."

Issandro walks over and sits on the sofa.

"I'm glad you're here, there's a shipment coming in three days. I need you there."

Issandro rubs his face with his hand.

"I know how you feel about it, but I need you to just make sure none of the girls are pregnant and check for any STDs or STIs."

"So this shipment of girls is ours?"

"Yeah, they're going in district nine."

He shakes his head. "I hate this shit."

My brother has never wanted to be involved in the family's human trafficking business. As far as I remember he's always done whatever he could to stay as far away from this life as possible, but my father won't let him stray too far. He's not a man you want to fuck with. When he says jump you jump. Issandro is a doctor because my father saw how valuable having a doctor for our business is. So this is how far my father allows Issandro to stay away from the dirty work. Plus, I don't think Issandro is bold enough to completely defy our father.

"What did you come in here for?" I ask.

"About Elaine."

"She's mine, you don't need to concern yourself about her."

"What are you planning for her Caesar."

"Whatever do you mean brother?" I chuckle, "I'm going to make her my wife."

He adjusts himself, "since when are you interested in marriage?"

"I've noticed how you look at her, how she clings to you. Her savior." I spit the words out.

"I offer her some comfort because she's alienated from everything and everyone. You treat her like she's some pet."

"You don't need to go out of your way to comfort my pet. I will give her all the comfort she needs."

"You're such an asshole" he scoffs.

"I know she's beautiful Issandro and that it's hard for you to accept she's mine" I smile at him "but I'm warning you."

He gets up and walks towards the door, "I won't let you do her like you did Paola." With that he leaves and closes the door behind him.

I call Mitch, "Hey, shipment's coming in three days. Get the guys ready."

"We're ready boss."

"I'm flying in to district nine tomorrow to see what's going on before I send you there to clean shit up."

"Do you want me to meet you there?"

"No, I'll handle it" I hang up.

Mitch is essentially my right-hand man. Not officially, but out of everyone in my crew he has the most responsibilities and I trust him with certain things I normally wouldn't trust others with. Still I don't completely keep him in the know. I know when my shipments are coming weeks in advance, but I only give him the date a couple days beforehand.

I do mostly everything on my own and I like it that way, less fuck ups. I run the empire pretty much how my father did. He handle business on his own for years before he handed it over to me. No one crossed him because my father is ruthless. So am I.

Now, I've got to be ruthless with my little pet. I exit my office and go up the stairs to her room. Her bodyguard is posted right outside her door.

"Leave us" he nods his head and leaves.

I enter her bedroom and I can hear the shower running. I walk towards the bathroom and open the door. Her back is towards me, she doesn't hear me coming in. I have a perfect view of her ass. I take my shoes off, careful not to make her aware of my presence. Then I quietly make my way to the shower. I open the shower door and a small breeze of cool air rushes in, making her aware she's not alone. As she whips her body around, I catch her by her neck and pin her against the wall, the water now raining down on us both. She's clawing at my hand maniacally. I've got a strong grip on her neck, and I don't budge. She's kicking and thrashing her body against the wall, but I hold steady.

"Calm down and I will loosen my grip" immediately she stops any movement. I loosen the hold I have on her just a tad, enough for her to barely breathe. She's gasping for air.

"Don't fuck with me Elaine and especially don't fuck with my brother." She's shaking her head no and I tighten my grip on her neck again. Tears start welling up in her eyes. She's beautiful, especially now, naked, and defenseless. I want to take her right now; I want her beneath me crying and gasping for air.

I lick her neck and whisper in her ear, "My brother isn't your white knight. No one's going to save you from me. This isn't a fairy tale." I loosen my grip on her again.

"Please Caesar…" she cries.

"Yes, beg me. Beg me like you begged me last night. Do you remember? How you begged me to play with your little cunt." I place my free hand over her pussy and close my hand over it digging my fingers into her flesh.

"I'm begging you please stop" I can barely make out her words.

My cock is getting hard and I press my erection against her stomach and groan. I let her neck go and she falls to the ground.

Elaine starts gasping for air and crying profusely. "Get up" I grit.

When she doesn't do what I say I grab her by her hair and yank her face toward me, "I said get the fuck up!"

"Don't cry now", I slap her across her face hard and let go of her hair. She falls to the floor unable to keep her balance.

"Get up", I tell her again. She tries to, but she can't steady herself. So, I yank her up by her hair and slap her again. "Now you can cry" I tell her. She's holding on to her face like it's about to fall off. I remove her hand and see how red her cheek is where I hit her. She holds on to me and starts crying against my chest and I hold her there.

"You have me and need only me; I'm your everything, do you understand?" She nods her head against my chest.

"I need to hear you say yes Elaine."

"Yes" she breathes. My erection grows harder.

"Soy capaz de matarte Elaine. Don't make me."

"I won't" she says as she's trembling in my arms, and I believe her.

***

Caesar carries me out of the shower and into the bedroom. He lays me on the bed, "don't move "he says. He starts drying me with the towel and plants light kisses all over my body. I hate him. I want him off of me and gone, but I let him do whatever he wants because I am terrified of him. He cups my cheek, it stings and I flinch a little. He crushes his mouth with mine and starts kissing me passionately. I dart my tongue into his mouth, he sucks it in return. He moans and lowers my hand to his erection. He's still has his clothes on, he's soaking wet. He trails kisses down my neck and licks my left nipple before he takes it in his mouth and I hate it, but my body responds. My nipples harden and this excites him so he sucks harder.

Tears start forming in my eyes and falling down my face, I bite my lower lip to keep myself from sobbing. He starts playing with my right nipple rolling it between his fingers. "You're so fucking beautiful" he breathes.

He gets up and I know he sees me crying, but he doesn't care. He starts taking off his clothes and tossing them on the floor. I start backing away, "no… please" I whimper.

"Come here" he says.

"No!" I yell.

"Come. Here. Elaine." I'm scared of what he might do if I don't so I go to him.

"On your knees" he grits.

"Take it out" he says while biting his lower lip. "Take it out baby."

I take his cock out and I'm horrified of the size of him. His cock is long and thick. I wrap my hand around him and I still can't close my hand around it. I let go of him and he starts stroking himself. "Spit in the palm of my hand" he says. I do as he tells me, "Good girl."

He wraps his hand that I just spit on around his cock and starts stroking it again. He moans my name between his teeth. "Come here" he says.

"Let me look at your pretty face while I stroke my cock" he tilts my head up and I stare into his gray eyes.

H starts thrusting his hips against his hand and saying my name over and over again. He slaps my face with his cock and rubs his tip across my lips. "Do you want me to suck it?" I ask.

"No just stay right there, keep those eyes on me baby. I love the way you're looking up at me while you're on your knees Elaine." His breathing quickens and he starts stroking himself faster.

"It makes me feel like a God" he grunts.

"You are my God" I say. Self-preservation bitch! I'm also very much turned on.

"Yes, I am your God Elaine." He's moaning louder now and thrusting his hips faster. "Say it again, tell me I'm your God again!" He yells at me.

"You're my God Caesar" I open my mouth and stick my tongue out as I'm on my knees.

"Yes" he says, "Open that pretty little mouth."

"Taste me like I tasted you, swallow my fucking seed you whore."

Ribbons of cum gush out from his cock, he balls up his fist in my hair and dumps his semen in my mouth. "Fuck!" he groans. Some gets in my eyes and hair.

"Swallow it" he says. I shake my head no.

"Yes" he nods his head, "swallow all of it."

I'm frightened of this devil, so I do as he says and swallow. I start gagging and feel like I'm about to throw up.

"Keep it down."

"I can't!"

"Yes, you can."

I really feel like I'm going to throw up, so I run to the bathroom and empty my stomach into the toilet. I brush my teeth and step out of the bathroom and Caesar is putting new clothes on. "I didn't know you kept clothes in here."

"Not much" he says. He's buttoning his shirt up and slipping on his suit pants. "I'm going to be gone tomorrow."

I can hardly keep the excitement from showing across my face. "For how long?" I ask because I'm genuinely curious.

"Not long" he looks at me as if he knows what I'm thinking. He walks up to me and kisses my lips gently. Then he rubs my reddened cheek and the bruises around my neck where he nearly choked me to death.

"Cover these up for me."

"Okay." He turns, opens the door, and leaves me. Once I make sure he's gone gone. I plop myself on the bed and cry under the sheets.

Why does my body respond to him? Even when he's abusing me there's something in me that wants to push him further. Something in me that finds excitement in the way he treats me.

I hate him for it. I'm starting to realize I may be just as fucked up and twisted as he is. I keep telling myself I'm doing what he wants me to do so he doesn't kill me. That's not the truth though, I'm not being honest with myself. I want him to use me.

Am I sick?

I'm still going to cry because I truly did and still feal for my life.

An intrusive thought enters my brain. What else can I do to set him over the edge? My thoughts go to his brother.

I cease my tears and run to my walk-in closet and stand in front of the large mirror. I stare at my blotchy cherry red cheek, the bruises that go around my neck and I smile.

***

I leave Elaine's room and motion for her bodyguard to come back to his post.

"Let me know if anyone enters her room, at all times." I say anyone, but I'm more concerned about my brother.

"Yes boss."

I feel fucking great.

I keep thinking about my hand around her dainty little neck, begging me to release her. I've never wanted anyone as badly as I wanted her in that moment. I've done pretty well in restraining myself.

Yeah, sure buddy.

I open my phone and dial Sean, my pilot.

"Hey boss, what can I do for you?"

"I need you to fly me out tomorrow morning 5:00am to Atlanta." I have to check out my gentleman's club down there. The club usually brings in a lot of cash since it's in a prime location, but recently there's been a decrease in revenue. I'm switching out the girls and the guy who manages the club.

"You've got it."

I hang up the phone and make another call to Daymar Gallegos. His family deals in sex trafficking. We do a lot of business together given that fact that we're in similar businesses. My family provides his family with shipments of girls periodically. They sell the girls that they can make a pretty penny out of and the rest work as prostitutes.

"What's up?"

"Hey Day, I've got some girls that I'm eliminating from my club and I've got no use for them and nowhere to place them."

Daymar is a close friend of mine, but he's a scary dude. Definitely someone I wouldn't cross. I make nice with him because it's good to have powerful friends and his family owns one of the biggest empires in our community. Business has always gone well with him I do him a solid and he does me a solid.

"We could always use more girls" he says, "what do you want for them?"

"You're doing me a favor by taking them. Plus, it's not a fresh batch of girls so I'll take the loss."

"If you say so, when should we expect them?"

"In three days, maybe less. I might have to shut down my club for a couple days till I get the new set of girls. Depends on how bad things are in district nine."

"Send me the details, where and when, once you've got it set."

"We'll talk then" I hang up the call.

I run into Christy one of my servants and I let her know that I need her to pack me a bag with a change of clothes for my trip tomorrow. She nods her head.

I'm sitting in my office now, wondering if my brother is going to make sure my little toy has some company while I'm gone. I'm going to bet that he is. I'll just have to teach my girl a lesson again and maybe my brother will let her be once he realizes that I'm more than capable of killing my 45 million dollar toy.

***

It's the next morning. I stayed locked in my room for the whole day yesterday. I ate my lunch and dinner on my balcony. Now that the devil is gone, it's safe to go downstairs.

I jump in the shower real quick and let the hot water cascade over my body. My muscles relax and loosen under the scalding heat. I'm getting PTSD from being here, but it feels so good being rained on. I feel like I could fall asleep. Unfortunately, I have to make an appearance or people will start to wonder if I'm dead.

I step out of the shower and walk into my closet. I put on a lace A-line dress from Dress The Population and tie a scarf around my neck. I start applying my makeup patting on some color corrector to cancel out the redness on my cheek. Then I layer a full coverage foundation over it and conceal my under eyes. I brush on some powder to set all the liquids and lock my makeup in place.

"Ok, perfect."

I make my way downstairs and stroll to the breakfast table.

"Where's Issandro?" I ask Stella.

"He had his breakfast in his office this morning, it's just you here today."

"Ah… okay" I serve myself some French toast and fruit.

I thought we would get to spend time together this morning. I'm a little disappointed.

"Stella, am I allowed to go places? Like outside of this prison?"

She smiles, "Yes, of course. You have a driver that can take you wherever you please."

That's wonderful, Issandro and I can go out and do things outside of here. We can go see a movie or go out for lunch.

"Where's Issandro's office?"

"It's outside, the connecting house on the right."

I don't bother finishing my breakfast. I leave and head towards Issandro's office.

Once I get there I lightly knock on his door.

"Come in."

I open the door, "hey!"

He looks up at me briefly and immediately looks back down to his computer screen, "hello".

"So, is this where you see your patients?"

"Yes." His answer is quick and stern.

"I though maybe you'd want to get your mind off of work and we could go somewhere together?"

"I'm busy, with work."

"Caesar isn't here… we have a whole day where we don't have to be miserable."

"I'm busy, Elaine."

"Ok, I'm sorry. I'll leave you to it then." I shut the door behind me, a bit disappointed.

Why was Issandro so cut and dry with me? He didn't even bother to look up at me at all. It feels like he's purposefully avoiding me. I wonder what I did to upset him or more so what the devil did to upset him.

I go back inside the main house and make my way to the library. "I guess I'll read something to pass the time."

Once I get there I am overwhelmed by the amount of books lining the many shelves. There's probably thousands of books here. I pick a random book off the shelf and sit on one of the chairs and start reading. A couple hours pass and I find myself bored again, but it's time for lunch. I place the book back into its designated spot and head to the dining room.

"Is Issandro not having lunch, Stella?"

"He's having lunch with a colleague in his office."

"Is his colleague a woman?" I ask dryly.

"I'm not sure."

"Liar liar…" I droll out. Her face reddens a bit with embarrassment.

I decided to eat a chopped salad since I have to watch my figure. I am half ready to stomp my way to Issandro's office and see who this colleague of his is. Why couldn't he have her over for lunch here in the dining room? Wait… am I jealous!? No, of course not! I'm just upset he keeps avoiding me. Especially since I have no clue as to why.

"Stella, would you mind letting me know when Issandro's colleague leaves?"

"Of course".

"I'm going upstairs to take a nap."

I drag my body up the steps and to my room, not before I roll my eyes at the bodyguard still posted outside my bedroom. I push past him and plop myself on the bed. I close my eyes briefly as sleep quickly over takes me.

When I wake up the day is practically gone. "Great" I breathe. I hear a knock on my door and sit up. "Yes?" I say.

Stella comes in my room, " I didn't want to wake you, but Issandro's colleague left about an hour ago."

"What time is it?" I ask.

"It's 10:30pm"

"Oh shit, I slept that long?! Thank you, Stella, I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble."

She bows her head and exits the room.

I practically run to Issandro's office. I knock, but there's no answer. The office is locked as well. Maybe he's not here anymore.

I make my way back into the main house.

"Where's Issandro's room?" I ask one of the less scary looking bodyguards.

"Up the steps directly opposite of your room."

I make my way up the steps, but the closer I get to his room the less bolder I become.

Fuck it, I get to his door and don't even bother knocking. I push the door and there he is, wearing only his briefs and his button-down shirt. You can see every muscle on his body perfectly carved out. I close the door behind me.

"What are you doing?!" He walks over to me holding the door open and pressing his hand against my chest as if he's ushering me out.

"You've been me avoiding all day." I sound upset I don't want to sound upset. I don't want him to see how upset I actually am!

"You can't be here." Ok now he's really trying to push me out of his room, but I won't budge.

"If you hadn't ignored me today, I wouldn't be here right now." "You purposefully avoided me." Now I sound like a child; so much worse than sounding upset. Great job Elaine! I want to hide my head beneath the earth.

"You're crazy! I was busy with work!" Excuses. He doesn't look the least bit tired or exhausted. He looks good, healthy, so fucking good.

"Don't lie! You were holed up in your office with your colleague." I make quotation marks with my fingers when I say colleague. I should have introduced myself.

"Ok, ok, I have been avoiding you!" I fucking knew it! I can read you like a book Issandro.

"Why?" I'm genuinely curious. I'm feeling a little apprehensive because I know what I want him to say. Say, it's because I drive you crazy with lust. Just say it for the both of us.

"Because my brother seems to think I'm interested in you." Okay, that might be why he went all crazy on me in the shower. What did you tell your brother to make him think that?

"And you're not?" Of course, you are.

"No, no, of course not!" Son of a bitch.

"I'm insulted, are you interested in your colleague?" Say no, say no.

"Why do you keep bringing her up?" Ok so not exactly a no, but not a yes either.

"Because you spend half the day with her in your office!" Yes girl, give us jealousy! Stupid bitch! You sound pathetic.

"I was using her to distract me from you!" Ooh.

My eyes widen, "Why would you need a distraction from me?" Because I'm beautiful, gorgeous, immaculate.

He runs his fingers through his hair with frustration and leans into me avoiding eye contact. "Because Elaine…" Because you like me?

I force him to look at me, I want to look at his brown eyes, "because what?" Because you want me, say it.

He lowers his head and breathes me in, "You smell good" he says. He places both hands against the door holding me in place and shutting it at the same time.

"Because what?" I ask him again.

He cups my face and tilts my head up towards his mouth, "because I've wanted to do this—" he says, but right before he can finish his words, something catches his eye, and he strips the scarf from my neck.