Lucretia walked out of the dressing room, already dressed in her dancing outfit for the night. She wore a black bra, a red pleated short skirt, a black choker and earrings, black thigh-high heels, and a black costume mask. Her makeup was light underneath. She only applied red lipstick on her lips, mascara, eyeliner, and a little powder on her face. Her brown hair was neatly combed and tied to a messy bun at the back of her head, giving her a sexy and eye-catching look. She walked through the hallway, not giving the slightest attention to the people that stopped and stared at her. They couldn't see her face because of the mask but they already knew she was one breathtaking lady. Lucretia took a deep breath as she started towards Rosana's office. She was nervous and needed to see her best friend last minute before the dance. No one was going to recognize her because of the mask. Because of safety reasons, she had decided to use it. As she kept walking, she bumped into a hard wall. N

Rosana shuddered, her heart beating a million drums of warning as she opened her mouth to respond. "You heard me" His eyes were swimming in darkness and she felt a trail of shivers running down her spine. His expression was cold and his monstrous look returned. He looked like he was going to tear her into scraps and devour every bit of her. But then he smiled. Slow. Dark. Wicked. One that didn't reach his eyes. Her heart started hammering wildly when he didn't utter a word and her body began to tremble slightly. She wished she could read his mind at the moment because the silence was slowly eating her from the inside out. And that smile... Rosana quickly spun on her heels and walked out of the office which abruptly felt too small for the both of them. If she stayed longer, she would've melted under his intense gaze which did nothing but terrify her. She got into the bathroom and washed off his semen which had started drying on her face. When she was done, she walked out, ready to

!! WARNING; THIS EPISODE CONTAINS TRIGGERS !! Outside the Study, Vicenta waited in a corner, patiently waiting for Rosana to leave. She was still very angry that her plan was tarnished after days of preparation. Now, she couldn't wait for Sergio to call her back in because his wife couldn't give him the pleasure she wanted. She smiled at the thought and looked at herself one more time before turning back to focus on the closed door. Why was she taking so long to leave? She wondered, tapping her feet on the ground angrily. There was no way she could please Sergio. He was insatiable! Vicenta shivered and wrapped her arms around herself as her mind swerved to Sergio. He had not called her since after the introduction night and whenever she tried to go after him, he was always busy. When the door finally opened, Vicenta hastily poked her head around the corner and saw Rosana walking out of the room. She heaved in relief and smiled but it disappeared immediately when she saw the crowin

With their lips still locked in a fierce and hungry kiss, Sergio approached their bedroom with Rosana in his arms. When he got to the door, she withdrew her right hand around his neck and turned the knob while he kicked it open. Once inside the room, he kicked the door shut behind them without breaking the kiss. Rosana was breathless and dazed. Her body ached for more than just his kisses and touches. It ached for him, all of him. She had waited so long, they had. Now, their bloød boiled under their skin, raging from months of starvation and fighting each other and their lips burned as they kissed. "Lay me on the bed" Rosana uttered breathlessly, breaking the kiss. "It is not in your place to give commands, Bambolina" Sergio growled and grabbed a handful of her a*s. He squeezed it tight, earning a low groan from her. "You forget this is a punishment" "Then punish me—in bed" Sergio chuckled darkly and lowered her to the ground. "You do not have to beg for it." "I was not begging"

Rosana woke up the next morning and couldn't find Sergio on the bed. Her heart slammed against her ribcage and hurt more than the pain between her legs. He left... After everything! She remained on the bed, staring at the ceiling with teary eyes. He left... She couldn't even move because her body suddenly felt like a log of wood. Maybe he had even destroyed her lower body and it was now out of commission. He left... That reminder struck her like a jab to her ribs. But for how long? She could still remember falling asleep in his arms. And if her mind wasn't playing tricks on her, she had also heard him mutter under his breath and peck her forehead. Her thoughts screeched to a halt the moment she looked up and found Sergio standing behind the closed door with both hands stuffed inside his pocket. He still had the same solid expression on his face but the look in his eyes was the same as the previous night. Warm... Soft... She snapped her mind out of it and glared at him. There's n