His'(Crazy Erotica)

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SOPHIA SMOOTHLY RAN her fingertips over the books arranged neatly on the black shelf in Chase’s room as her eyes roamed over them. She didn’t know Chase used to read books. How would she know? The times she used to be in the room, it wasn’t of her own accord so she never noticed.

But that day, she had taken herself there. To the lion’s den. To thank him for her Nana and allowing her to go to college.

He wasn’t in the room yet. Probably still working, but she was ready to wait for him. He had considered her future and finally let her study and also stopped her Nana from worrying too much about her. Not to mention the surgery.

Sophia’s heart fluttered at those little gestures. Maybe he wasn’t as bad as she portrayed him to be. He wasn’t the villain in her life.

A book caught her attention, and Sophia gently took it out of the shelf to inspect it. It was a large book. On its cover, was a suit looking as if someone was wearing it along with a hat above something like an invisible head. It confused Sophia. No one was putting on the suit either. It was just…

She giggled silently as her eyes fell on the book title. “Ohh. Invisible man,” That was enough to explain the invisible head wearing the hat and invisible body the suit was on.

She wasn’t a big fan of books or novels else, Sophia was sure she’d read the book. It looked vaguely interesting.

However, she didn’t notice the sound of the bedroom door opening and clicking shut until she heard the familiar deep, Italian accented voice.

“What are you doing here?”

Sophia jumped in her place, and the book in her hand fell down on the floor. “I-I’m sorry,” She quickly bent down to pick up the book. Once she did that, she placed it back in its place on the shelf before turning to Chase who had already made his way towards the bed. “I-I came to say thanks,”

Chase didn’t turn to look at her. He pulled off his suit coat and dropped it neatly on the armchair. “For what exactly?” He began to unbutton his waist coat.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Sophia gulped down. “My Nana”

Chase’s hands froze, and he turned to her. “What happened to her”

Sophia took a step forward. “You-you didn’t let her worry about my absence. You also helped with her knee surgery”

Chase turned his face away and continued working off his waistcoat buttons. “I didn’t do that”

She took another step forward. “B-but she-she wrote a letter and gave it to my friend to give me. She said you paid for her surgery and sent her to London,”

Chase dropped his waist coat on his suit coat and began to take off the cufflinks from his button-down shirt. “Am I your boyfriend?”

Sophia parted her lips to say something but clamped it shut before opening them again. “You didn’t forget that letter, did you?”

Chase amusedly shook his head at her and turned to face her, finally getting rid of the cufflinks. “What did you think?”

Sophia gasped and staggered backwards as tears glistened in her eyes. So it was all a lie? She’d been deceived to think so, but why?

Chase began to unbutton his shirt, totally ignoring her presence. He knew she was going to cry, and he didn’t want to see her

It was better for her to think her Nana was worried about her. Truth was, her Nana had actually been sent to London for her treatment and was told that Sophia was with her boyfriend, helping out. Yeah, her Nana had also written the letter, but that didn’t mean Sophia needed to know the truth. It wouldn’t change the fact that she was going to forever be tied to him.

He was the devil. And just because he wanted an angel like her didn’t mean she should be happy all the time. He could still want her by all means and cause her pain in his own sick way.

Chase was psychotic. He was well aware of that, and all credit goes to his uncle; Lucas, Luciano and Valerie’s dad.

Chase finally turned to look at her. “You know, you can still thank me for allowing you to go to college, right?” He pulled off the shirt and made his way towards her.

Sophia stared at the scary tattoo on his chest. That tattoo of two women’s-more like a mother and daughter-bodies burning down in flames scared her every time she saw it, and it wasn’t any different at that moment.

She staggered back, knowing where this was leading, until her back hit the shelf, and she finally looked into his eyes. She didn’t know what it was, but that was the same look in his eyes anytime he was taking her. “Chase, I-I-I didn’t come for this,”

“It doesn’t matter, Gattina” He ran his knuckles over her face, the rings on his fingers slightly grazing her skin with their coldness. “It doesn’t matter whether you came here or not for what I want, I’d have still brought you here myself,”

{“Kitten”}

Sophia shut her eyes tight, clamping down on her bottom lip.

Chase used his fingers to slowly pull out her lower lip from her tongue. “Stop it. Its driving me insane. Only I have the right to do that,” He bent down and picked her up with one of his arms beneath her knees and the other beneath her neck.

He dropped her on the bed and sat down to pull off his shoes and socks. Once he was done with that, he took off his pants and faced her. “Come”

Sophia ransacked her brain for something to use as an excuse to escape the situation but found none. She didn’t know how to escape from Chase. Slowly, she moved forward till he pulled her on his lap, so her legs were on either sides of him, pressing her against his erection.

“Can you feel it?” Chase bucked his hips. “That’s what you make me feel. Only you make me feel like that,”

The moment Chase snuck his hand behind her to caress the nape of her neck and pull her in for a kiss, Sophia places her small palms flatly against his hard chest to stop him. “Tell me what you do for a living,” That was the first thing that crossed her mind at that moment.

Chase froze for a moment before locking eyes with her. “Why?”

Seeing that he was falling for her trap, Sophia screamed internally with joy . She began to try and move away from his lap, but he held her still, his palm not leaving the nape of her neck. Maybe she shouldn’t have been so quick to try and escape. “I-,” She looked down on her hands on his chest and dropped them to her lap, fidgeting with them. “I wanted to know what you do that involves killing, kidnapping, and guns”

Chase dropped his hand from the nape of her neck, and the other one that was already undoing her button stopped there.

Sophia almost did a happy dance. Almost.

But her happiness was short-lived when he held both of her hands, uncurled her fists, and placed them on his chest. “Leave it there,” He circled both her small wrists with one of his palms and continued unbuttoning the buttons on her jumpsuit.

“You didn’t answer my question,” She peeked at him through her lashes, and he tightened his grip on her wrists. “You’re in the mafia,”