Claimed by The Rogue Alpha
Claimed By The Rogue Alpha Chapter 75

==Olivia==

What the f**k have you done? I let out a deep sigh. What in actual f**k had I done? I slapped my cheek. The pain hit me. Very much deserved!

I shut my eyes, but my foolishness continued sneering at me. What had I been thinking? Of course I knew what. I'd lost my senses just by hearing Matteo say he was beginning to nature feelings for me. I had sold out my virginity simply because of the mere words of a guy. A guy whom I wasn't sure of what intentions were. A guy who'd abducted me. What in the world? This was so f*****g frustrating. I didn't know what to do with myself anymore. I shut my eyes. The f**k, I'd had s*x with Matteo. And worse, I'd been the one to initiate it. That image would forever remain engraved in memory.

And what about few minutes ago when I'd awoken to the image of his naked form? A smile crept to my face and I jammed my hand on my lips. What the f**k? Well, I couldn't say I hadn't enjoyed the s*x. Apart from the painful penetration, all other things were damn. Sure damn. Matteo was a true fucker. The good kind of fucker. The literal fucker. Goosebumps swarmed my skin. I shivered. Last night, I thought I'd implode, given the heap of pleasure whirling in me. I'd screamed without thinking there could be guards watching us. I had no control of my senses and next thing I knew, I was in Matteo's room. We'd f****d for the better part of the night. Yes, even though my p***y hurt like crazy, I'd continued with it. I f*****g did.

Now, I didn't know if I had done the right thing. I was somewhat scared that I had acted foolishly. I mean, what else could you term what I did. Going on to offer s*x just because of words of affirmation. Words of affirmation that I wasn't sure were true. My countenance dampened as I went for the shower stall.

"Olivia?" My heart leapt on hearing Matteo's voice.

"Yes. I'm on my way." I walked to the door and opened it. He was clad in a bathrobe now, but the hair on his chest was visible.

"You can use the towel at the rack, just beside the heater."

I nodded. We stared at each other, and I couldn't tell why my heartbeat increased. Matteo's countenance as usual couldn't be deciphered, but there was something different about his eyes. No longer were they cold or hard. They simply were...neutral.

"Uh, see you around," he said. I shut the door as he walked away. Something was sure off about him. See you around? I shook my head. Enough, please. Matteo wasn't my business and the earlier I stopped acting on emotions, the better for me. What we had simply shared last night was s*x. S*x and that was it.

I entered the shower and rained cold water on myself. It would help my sore thighs.

Moments later, I was done. Wrapping a towel around, I reentered the bedroom. What now? Was I going to get to my room this way? I looked around and my gaze fell on the bed. There was a black polo on it and with the way it was laid, it was as if... "Yours." I looked up to replace Matteo leaving a door at the opposite end of the room.

"Uhm." I didn't know what to say. But then, I found myself stretching to pick the polo up. It had his damn scent.

Matteo turned the other way to leave and I knew I had to speak.

"Why?" I asked. He stopped on his tracks and turned back ti me. His dark brow lofted in query. "Why the sudden change, Matteo? What...why are you doing this?"

Surely there had to be a damn reason for all of this. Matteo couldn't magically change.

He jutted his chin forward. "Doing what?"

I pressed my lips. It was useless. I shook my head and gave him a tight smile, before turning to leave.

"Olivia, wait." I heard him sigh but I didn't turn to him. His presence drew close and for a while, he stood behind me before coming to face me.

He placed his hand under my chin and lifted me to meet his gaze. His eyes appeared teary. They glistened.

Was I hallucinating? He sighed, made to speak, but pinned his lips together. Why is he hesitating?

"The truth is," he began and took a pause to lock his upper lip. Did that turn me on? You bet. "I've fallen for you. I have. I mean..." he trailed off, his eyes far off, as though he was conjuring up images of some sort. "I don't know what to say, but...that's it. I...I think I like you. I do. So f*****g much I..."

He shut his eyes.

My heart was pumping fast. So freaking fast now.

"You might not believed it but I do, okay? and I'm willing to...." Then, he let open his eyes. "Do the right thing."

I was stuck. I wanted to come clean now and tell him that I felt the same way. That I was hopelessly in love with him, even though it sounded crazy. I wanted to hold him and say: yes, Matteo I feel the same way. But I couldn't. I couldn't speak. I couldn't bring myself to say it.

"You're free, Olivia. You're free to return home."

My eyes stared wide in shock, a medley of emotions coursing through me I didn't know what to do other than gape at him like a fool.