Her eyes bulged out at the thrusts and she gagged when his cock hit the end of her throat.
Evelyn had never done this before and every bit of it made her feel disgusting. She felt like she was choking on the object and the repeated gagging that she did add no help.
Tears ran down her cheek as she continuously felt the thrusts, making her cheeks feel like they were going to get torn apart by him.
It was then when she felt hot jizz down her throat and he finally let her off.
Half of it went down her throat and the other half ca out of her mouth. Disregarding it, Evelyn stood up and shifted to the other side of the couch before she finally wiped off the sperm from her mouth.
She was not dismissed by him so she did not leave the room imdiately after it was done.
Salvatore tucked himself in before buttoning his pants but did not make any move for the buckle of the belt.
Evelyn could almost feel her cheeks being apart. They hurt. At this point, she was sure that her lips from the side might be bleeding.
She was staring at the seat of the couch first of the very last one so that even from her heretical view she would never be able to see him.
Yet, she was aware of a stare on her. No matter how far he was or how many people there were in the room sohow, Evelyn feel his rear whenever he would look at her.
"Do you want to keep the child, Evelyn?"
His voice made her close her eyes in pain. "Did I not prove my desperation to you?"
He chuckled, sending shivers down her spine. "You did. But your desperation is not enough for to allow you to give that child."
What? She glanced at him. "What?"
He nodded. Salvatore was sitting with his elbow touching the arm of this so far. So he was a little tilted yet he was staring at her with a playful gaze.
"What do you an?" Evelyn questioned when all he did was stare at her as if he was enjoying all of it which no doubt, he was.
He smirked, at the action still dampening her panties. "What I am talking about is, how the hell are you going to explain to everyone surrounding us that why you have not been seen for two years and now you have a child of the exact age?"
Her heart slowed down.
"Co to think of it," he pointed out, "if I had a child especially and air then my inner circle along my family would know and the movent of that child will be made public knowledge."
She knew that.
"However, everyone will find out that Evelyn Bianchi has a daughter for the past two years who do not carry my na as a father."
He casually laid down the entire scene in front of her before his hand fell back to his very muscular thigh. "Now, how about we start from alone. Explain that to ."
He wanted her to explain the entire scenario to him first. Salvatore just wanted to check if the scenario was going to be convincing enough for them to tell anyone else but it matters?
At the end of the day, it rested in his hands what he wanted to be known and it was as sure as hell that the truth or even sothing that could be surrounded very near about Arabella was never going to be told about to anyone.
"Arabella is not my daughter biologically and neither is Aldo’s." She gulped but continued, " I just adopted her in my na Salvatore, nothing more."
He humd before nodding his head. "I trust you, Evelyn."
It was obvious that the bastard did not trust her. He must have had his details checked first.
"But it is the others that would look for details and would find so." Flicking his breast over he checked his watch for the ti before turning to her, "after all you have not done a good job at hiding Arabella. Running, yes but not hiding."
He had checked everything that he possibly could. And he had made no effort to bury any of what he had found.
Evelyn was well aware of the fact that he had no power to bury any of what concerned Arabella. She could not get rid of the tapes that might have recorded her face along with a child nor could she get rid of any of those apartnt leases that had her na on it and those people that could have seen her.
Evelyn had zero power when she had no backing of her father or her husband. She was just a common woman.
"Why don’t you tell what it is that you want?" It was a brave yet stupid thing to do but she had to do it. "There is a reason that you are telling all of this. You are trying to corner , Salvatore. So why not just tell what you want from this."
There was absolutely every reason for her to believe that he wanted her cornered into a spot where he would be able to put her in a position of a puppet to take everything out of her.
"My, my, Evelyn," he smiled, amused by her, "have you finally grown a pair of balls?"
Bal— Evelyn turned her face away from him as the cheeks burned in humiliation along with her neck.
She had the shifting of the cushions on the couch making her look towards him but he had already reached her making Evelyn take a few steps back to maintain distance between them.
All the amusent and the smiles he had been getting had washed away from his face as a look of seriousness dawned in.
"Listen to carefully because I will not repeat myself," his jaw hardened and his eyes sharpened, giving her all she wanted to know that this was serious, very serious.
"When you go back I will co out of the underground or hiding as they all put it," he scoffed, "and the mont I do, you act like my perfect wife. Not a step out of the way will be tolerated. Is that clear?"
Her words got stuck in her throat and Evelyn pulled her eyes before looking away for a quick second.
She yelped when his fingers gripped her jaw tightly and angled her face towards him making Evelyn look directly into his eyes.
"Don’t look away from Evelyn," he seethed out as his eyes bored into her face. "The ga might look different but every fucking rule of it is the sa as it always were."
She gulped with a shaky nod. She understood that very clearly. It was obvious that the rules were never going to change and if she thought that, then she was stupid.
"You ran from ," he whispered, no longer seething and she could tell the difference.
Staring at him it looked, for a mont, he was angry, frustrated, and even a little bit sad..?
But unfortunately for her, it was gone the mont it ca. All it took was a second for him to remove every bit of emotion from him making himself a reincarnation of the devil.
Every bit of humanity was stripped off of him.
"You ran from , you hid from , you made a figure of ridicule." He spat every word in the emotion she could recognize as anger. "You made go underground because of what you did."
"It’s not like you didn’t achieve anything from it," she whispered out before she could put a lock on that tongue. "Even when you were underground you managed to double your network. You are not recognized as a multi-billionaire in front of the world, Salvatore."
She swallowed before speaking again, " even if you were underground in front of everyone you knew what was happening everywhere."
Salvatore tilted his head slightly before he gave her a chuckle and stepped back. "Yes, Evelyn." He agreed. "I doubled my network and I knew what was going on all around the world, but that does not an I’m happy."
He stepped closer, "that I am sated."
Salvatore took another step closer, "that the hunger I have no longer there." He growled out, stepping into her space making her shiver and tightening her body with tension and fear.
"You will pay," he nodded to her before walking out of the room and banging the door shut after him.
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I would like to make it known that so people like it rough and not just rough, but they have a kink of being forced into sex.
It is completely consensual, but they like to be put in a scenario where it seems like they are being forced into it but they enjoy it just as much as anyone would enjoy normal intercourse.
With that said, Evelyn would be soone showing a similar kind of nature.
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