NALA’s POV
Sohow my cheeks were still tinged pink and more than a plague I’ve avoided bumping into Ivin or anything that could lead to addressing the fact that I actually saw his dick.
I’m not a prude and definitely not a saint. At least I’ve seen different varieties of dicks with different shapes, colors and sizes on porn sites and I’ve held one or maybe two in my hands but there is sothing about ivin’s curved dick.
The picture has been haunting since that day. It wasn’t even fully erect yet it was longer and thicker than the cocks I’ve seen. Each ti the picture cos to my head I do feel the tingle of pleasure between my legs.
Which is wrong because I’m here without my consent and I still don’t know my brother’s whereabouts also, I’ve been unable to sleep for the past two days since we got here.
Ethan has been my coping chanism in life and I’ve never imagined living without him but now that life has plucked abruptly out of the warm embrace of my only living relative the most I can do is to move on and I would have done that but now with the door closed firmly behind .
I’ve spiraled into panic attacks and sohow Ivin opened the door just in ti for to snap out of it and fake bravado. I’m convinced he has a cara in the room or sothing even if he won’t ntion the fact that I didn’t take any of the food he ordered and I hissed instead of speaking to him each ti.
I might actually collapse at this point but at least I would be hospitalized and maybe my brother can be allowed to visit, maybe Ivin would realize holding hostage isn’t worth the huge amount of money my brother is to repay him.
The dick picture ca into my head again as soon as I thought about huge. Bla my brain for thinking Ivin cock is synonymous to huge and tempting when I would t be caught dead testing it out.
The door opened again before I could school my face into the sa mask of annoyance and irritation.
"We leave in the next five minutes. Wear sothing decent" he slamd the door close.
I shoved down the urge to ask him where we were going or to ask himIf what I’m Wearing was in anyway indecent.
I managed to get up from the soft bed, the sll of the wafers, strawberry tart and creamy pasta tickling my nose but I refused to back down to eat the food.
He needs to know I’m angry, but on a second thought I was pretty sure he cooked these foods himself cause there’s no traces of a single soul in the apartnt, save for a finger colored cat that’s annoyingly sa shade as my hair and the cat seems to hate more than it’s owner with the arrogant way it looks at from the top of its nose.
I went through the closet full of clothes he had ordered for online. I still don’t know how he got my sizes for every one of my undies and my favorite skincare products. I’m convinced he might actually be a stalker or he had soone go to the apartnt I shared with my brother to check my things out but thinking about it again so of these products and outfits were the ones I added to my cart based on my delusional personality.
I knew I had no money for them but sohow they were all littering the restroom now as well as luxurious designer dinner gowns to basic high end Athleisure and simple wears but they were all designers even to the colorful pair of socks laying at the bottom of the closet.
I managed to fit myself into skinny jeans, then I wore a snug pink camisole, I was looking through the cardigans but I was torn on which one to wear when Ivin burst into the room not even bothering to knock.
The caveman.
"I’m still dressing, if you can—"
"Tis up!" He barked
"I’m yet to wear—"
"That’s your luck" he said before grabbing my arms and shoving outside the door despite my shouts and fight he managed to
Lock the door firmly with his fingerprint leaving standing between his car and the locked door in nothing but jeans and next to nothing camisole.
My hair wasn’t even packed.
He got into the car and the idiot started the car imdiately, I had to run up to the car so I could get in. If not I’m positive he was convenient to drive off with half naked on his porch.
I looked around the backseat of his dark, mysterious soulless car hoping to see any piece of clothing to cover up but unfortunately the car was as soulless as its owner. No personalized item in it, it was like a brand new car.
Soon after we arrived in front of a large sprawling estate, the gate opened automatically and the first thing I saw was a "welco to the Calloway’s" written in italic painful scrawl like a child wrote it.
Wait.
"Calloways?" I asked out loud.
"Sa billionaire, rumored to be mafia Calloway Grant?" I needed to be sure my eyes and brain were not playing tricks on .
Ivin didn’t show any sign that he heard and there was nothing in his ear so I was sure he’s just ignoring as usual.
"What are we doing in such a high scale place? Are you finally selling off to repay the debt? Isn’t Calloway married? I think I read that he got married to a girl twenty four years his junior. Are you—?"
"Shut the fuck up cartot top!" He groaned.
"The na turns you on? You like the idea of being with a carrot top? My na is Nalayna and never ever tell to shut the fuck —"
"Shut the fuck of Nalayna. Shut up" he roared again and this ti I shut up because he threw his jacket at my face not roughly but his sll is so masculine and divine.
"Wear that and et outside the door" he looked in the eyes. "With your mouth shut!" He added firmly and I couldn’t help but to nod positively.
There’s sothing about the way he dominated , every anger just drains out of and now with his shirt wrapping around , I’ve never slt anything more powerful.
I felt my lips smirk in a self conscious smile.. I’m losing it and I shouldn’t lose it!
Soon after we walked towards the door where the door was flung open before we even knocked and two identical cute boys who imdiately jumped at Ivin wrapping their whole body around his fra.
"Uncle Ivin I missed you"
"Uncle Ivin, where have you been?"
"Uncle Ivin what did you—" the question titled off as they noticed their uncle Ivin wasn’t alone.
Even Ivin that was smiling with his whole teeth seed to rember my presence and imdiately locked up.
"Who is she?"
"She looks so Preety" they whispered looking at and trying to shush themselves.
"Let him co in, kids. Go tell you dad Ivin is around" a gorgeous woman said coming to the door and I couldn’t hold back my gasp as I saw her face.
"It was you!" I gasped before I could talk sense to myself.
She smiled in confusion looking at Ivin and then at . As if asking what I’m talking about.
"I saw you sex tape where you—" Ivin palm clamped over my mouth before I could finish my statent as I was dragged back to the car.
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