Bitch!

Carolina looked at Geremia's face and knew that he was completely serious about what he said, if she indeed tried to ever hurt Camilla again, it would be the last thing she ever did.

"I asked you a question and I expect a response" he told her.

"I understand, I won't do anything to her" she replied.

"Good" he pulled back and released her, she scampered away to safety immediately.

Carolina smiled as she walked away, even though she had said she won't harm Camilla, it didn't mean that she couldn't influence someone else to do it.

...

Camilla handed the whiskey and tablet to Dante.

"Can I go now?" she asked.

He looked at her speculatively, "and what was so important that you have to leave me for?" he asked her.

"Nothing, nothing at all" she replied.

He smiled and pulled her down to sit on his lap once again.

"Dante, we are in public" she whispered to him.

"look around and tell me what you see" he told her.

She obeyed and looked around, most of the men there had women with them, some of them carried the women on their laps while some had the women completely pressed against their body.

"Now, keep quiet. Sit down like a good girl and don't disturb me" he told her.

She pouted but obeyed nevertheless.

Soon Dante's free hand began to wander on her legs. She tried to slap his hand away but he was persistent.

"Dante, we are in public" she whispered.

"open up for me princess" he whispered.

Camilla clamped her legs shut and refused to open them. Dante's hand moved seductively on her thighs. They were sitting at the corner and it was a bit dark, so nobody knew what was going on there.

Camilla could feel her panties getting soaked.

"Are you sure you aren't going to open up for me princess?" Dante whispered once again.

Camilla legs opened up on their own accord. She gritted her lips to suppress a moan when his hands grazed the surface of her panties.

Dante pulled her panties to the side and put two of his fingers into her.

Camilla gripped the fabric of his trousers tightly. He started to fuck her with his fingers, soon Camilla was riding his fingers slowly while she bit her lips to stop herself from moaning.

She could feel her orgasm approach, "Dante, I am about to come" she whispered.

"Come for me princess" he whispered.

The intensity of the orgasm was so strong that Camilla's whole body shook with tremors when she came.

"Now,wasn't that good princess?" he asked.

"it was good" she agreed.

He slid her panties back into place and removed his hands from underneath her skirt. She watched as he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them.

"You taste good, princess" he told her.

Camilla blushed and couldn't say a thing.

"Can I leave now?" she asked him.

He kissed her cheek and released her.

"Fine, you can go. But I want you to come to my room after the party, deal?"

"Deal" she answered as she stood up.

Camilla walked back to where she had left Silvana.

"You were gone for a long time" Silvana told her.

"Dante sent me on an errand, and then he had me sit on his lap" Camilla said.

"Is that why your face looks flushed" he asked her.

"my face isn't flushed at all" Camilla replied.

"it is" Silvana insisted.

"Whatever" Camilla said and focused her attention on the party.

A lady walked up to her, "You must be Camilla" she told her.

"Yes I am Camilla" she replied.

"Go get me a glass of wine" she demanded.

"And why would I do that, don't you have hands?" Camilla asked her.

"Aren't you the maid around here, it is your responsibility to get the wine" she told her.

"I am not the maid, and I am not really in a good mood" Camilla replied.

"Oh that's correct, you aren't even the maid, you are lower than the maids, you are just an object that can be sold and bought" the lady sneered.

"Look, who are you? Do you have a problem with me?" Camilla asked her.

"I am Vanna Vegas from the Vegas mafia family and I do have a problem with you" she said, a malicious sneer on her face.

Camilla had heard of the Vegas mafia family before. But she hadn't had an encounter with any of them before. Why would Vanna have a problem with her.

"What is your problem with me?" she asked her.

"my problem with you is how high and mighty you are acting around here, everyone knows you are just a piece of cunt Dante is fucking and when he is done, he will probably pass you off to the next buyer or end your miserable life. What gave you the right to act high and mighty?" Vanna asked her.

Camilla was furious and wanted to slap Vanna so hard, her teeth would fall out.

"Calm down! I saw her talking to that Carolina girl earlier, this must be her handiwork" Silvana whispered to Camilla.

Camilla calmed down, she flagged down one of the waiters and took a glass of wine from him and handed it to Vanna.

"Here, take the wine" she said.

"It's good you know your place now" Vanna said and took the wine from her.

Somehow, as Vanna took the wine from Camilla, she tipped her hand and spilled the contents of the glass in herself. Camilla looked at Vanna's stained gown in horror.

"You bitch! You ruined my gown" she screamed.