My Father's Friend
My Father’s Friend – Chapter 21

She was frozen, at what point did Cauther frighten her so much? She couldn’t remember a single moment when she was near him and he gave her such a terrifying fright. If Cauther was the executioner, then he had bought all those girls who remained missing. But would he do the same to her, he had known her father since he was a child. How could he possibly do such a thing to the daughter of his partner, of his friend, of the person who helped him when he needed it most.

-Why are you doing this to my father? Why are you doing this to me?

-I see you’ve completely recovered your memory, I thought we’d have a lot of problems because of your lack of memory,” Cauther lowers his gaze to her lips, and as soon as she detects that movement she swallows saliva.

-You’re a liar, you’re just a front behind that expensive suit. You like to buy women, and then get rid of them,” she reproaches him, not caring about the consequences. You’re a murderer.

-And you’ve also regained that peculiar way of yours of responding to people, I’m very intrigued that you’re so rebellious. For a girl Raphael praises so much for being quiet.

-You don’t deserve to say his name, it’s like you’re dirtying it.

-Of course!

Cauther pulled away a little, but not away from Casey. Rather, he was much closer to her than he had been a moment ago.

-What are you going to do with me now?

-Good question.

Suddenly Cauther’s thumb came to rest on Casey’s lips, slowly sliding them to the side while he kept his eyes on her… she tensed up even more at the contact, remembering the time he’d done the same thing to her and kissed her. But now things were different.

-What can I do with you, Casey Monroe? -He whispers almost close to her mouth. Or rather, what should I do? -He finishes the question and then takes her lips.

The k**s was forceful, so demanding and yet so arrogant. Casey knew she shouldn’t answer him, that all she had to do was push the man away from her and not let him touch her. But the reality was, as crazy as it sounded, she was enjoying the k**s. That man had such an extraordinary way of kissing a woman, that it was impossible for her to get away from him.

And besides that, that damn perfume was driving her completely crazy. What a bastard, did he know the effect it had on women or what the f**k, slowly, Cauther’s hands moved from her face to her waist. He squeezed them tightly against his body, at which point Casey could feel his captor’s whole body boiling. He was so hot he thought he was sick, but that wasn’t sick. Cauther was aroused, and that was confirmed when he felt a hardness settle in his belly.

I speculate.

As the k**s became more intense, Cauther grabbed her thighs and sat her down on the small table that pressed against her buttocks. Immediately, she spread her legs and the formidable man settled between her thighs, pressed his waist against the hardness that lay beneath his trousers, and pressed the k**s harder, making it hotter and more urgent.

< where=”” where=”” were they going=”” to=”” stop? =”” he=”” thought=”” he=”” would=”” make=”” love=”” or=”” well=”” in=”” his=”” case=”” would=”” be…=”” no=”” wait=”” a=”” moment,=”” he=”” tells=”” that=”” voice=”” inside,=””> Those words were going around in his head, to such an extent that he was already losing the thread of what he was doing, and his companion noticed it.

-I know what I’m going to do with you,” Casey froze immediately, the excitement he felt moments before turning to fear.

-Please don’t,” she pleads.

Cauther pulls away from her, detailing her body from head to toe, maintaining that arrogant, irritating posture. Casey didn’t know what to expect from him, or what he was up to, but his reasons couldn’t be good. Since he was the one who bought her into that crappy club.

-You’d better go to sleep.

She watches as he turns around and heads for the exit, what’s gotten into him now? She thought he was going to do something bad to her, but he wasn’t. What was he up to? It looked more like he was playing with her, just like lions do, first they lick their prey and at the least expected moment they devour it.

-You’ll freeze to death if you leave the balcony door open,” he warns, then closes the door, and there it is again left unlocked.

-What the f**k is going on in this house? -He mutters under his breath.

She looks at the bed and thinks that the dream had gone to shit, with that k**s and those caresses, now she was more awake than ever in her life. she blurts out.

After closing the door, Cauther takes out a cigarette to light it. The inhaled smoke helped him relax a little, but he was aware that the huge e******n lying between his legs wouldn’t go down with just a cigarette. And it would take more than that to alleviate that state of arousal, and the only one he knew who could fix it was behind that door.

He followed the path down the corridor while his brain thought about what he should do from the next day onwards.

With sadness and regret Serena was delivering drinks that same night that Casey was bought, as it was not her turn to dance, which was a relief for her, she dedicated herself to bringing drinks to all the tables. Fortunately, no man asked her that night, and she thanked heaven that was the case. Because the last thing she wanted was to have to sleep with one of those slugs. She felt so bad about Casey leaving, she couldn’t do anything more for her and she was reproaching herself over and over again.

By the time she took the last drink to the last table, the young woman retraced her steps to get some more and maybe have a few. But just then, someone grabs her by the arm and turns her around. Serena gasps at the sight of Mark’s male figure.

-Aren’t you dancing tonight? -He asks without taking his eyes off her.

-No, I won’t dance,” she replies, full of nerves, since the other night that man made her feel strange.

-What a pity! -She answers with obvious disappointment.

-I have to go to work.

-Have you been bought? -He frowns, looking angry.

-No, no one has tonight.

-Good,” he says coldly.

At that, he releases her and gestures to Otto, not taking his eyes off Serena.

-I want her,” he says aloud.

-Of course, of course… Serena,” Otto’s thick voice put the brunette on alert.

A few seconds later, Serena was entering the huge room full of luxuries. She wondered why this Mark seemed so interested in her.

-Can I ask you something?

-Anything you want.

-Why has he been buying me so often?

-Do you want someone else to do it? -He answers, walking towards her.

-No, but it’s just that…

-What? Don’t you like the way I f**k you?

Mark grabs Serena by the waist, pressing her against his body in a possessive manner. He brushes his lips against hers to give her a taste of the top.

-Tell me, do you want someone else to have you, or would you rather I f**k you tonight? -Definitely, I’d rather it was that man. Answer me,” he demanded, squeezing her waist.

-You, I want it to be you.

-Good, because that’s what I wanted to hear.

Mark drags Serena’s body onto the bed and lies down with her on the bed, easily settling himself between her thighs and rubbing his e******n against her belly. Automatically, Serena m***s against Mark’s mouth, and that’s exactly what he was looking for.

Immediately the CEO rips open her bra with a single tug, freeing her small breasts. Without wasting any time he grabbed one of them directly with his mouth, as he did so Serena arched her body and growled Mark’s name. Her nails tried to tear his clothes to shreds, but to no avail. Until he understood what she wanted.

He stripped off his clothes and instantly felt Serena’s hands slide down his body. The brunette’s nails raked the hardness of his abdomen, until she found the edge of his trousers and desperately unfastened the button followed by the zip. Mark liked the woman’s desire for him to possess her, not all of them acted that way. But his sympathy for Serena was different, and he wasn’t entirely clear why.

When he was free of the rest of his clothes, he sought Serena’s inner core and with a single thrust he penetrated her s*x with some violence. As the brunette did not protest the furious onslaught, Mark continued to penetrate her body again and again, holding her h**s with both hands as she spread her legs wider and wider.

Serena clutched her nails in Mark’s arms, just as the o****m mercilessly assaulted her entire body. The brunette m****d and moved her body erotically trying to get much more pleasure than she was already getting.