Claimed By The Don

Ava p. o. v

It is almost time, A minute left on the clock until it struck 12 marking the end of my lecture for today. I had gathered all my papers and had stuff them neatly in my binder, at last the weekend is here.

It stroke 12, the lecturer Mr Frank announce the end of class and announced having a fixed class on Monday 2pm before leaving the class. I remain seated waiting for the large crowd stamping their ways to the door to clear out first.

When the class is almost empty I stood up and walk into the bleak hallways.

It was Friday, marking it the seventh day since the disturbing news, I sigh heavily, I glanced at my reflection in the glass doors as I pass studying myself. My strawberry hair is up in a high ponytail giving a clear view of my face, two blue eyes stare back at me.

I sighed at the lack of effort I had given my appearance when getting ready every morning, My life is almost back to normal but it was still there.

Still lingering at the back of my head, remaining me of my predicament, there is no way I can escape it.

Just as I step out of the building, two men stood blocking my way. I stare at them confused as I had tried walking around them but they won’t let me.

“Donna, Don requested your presence.” One of the men said. Ah, He still have to follow me to school, I resist the urge to roll my eyes. Donna? Isn’t it like a female gangster leader? Why did he have to show up in my life now that I at least have little peace.

“I’m not going.” I stated matter of fact.

I attempt to pass their middle, but stop when they just continue blocking my way.

“Donna, please don’t make it hard for us.” the other guy said by now the few people that still lingered around had stop and are now watching the show.

I had to respect myself and follow them, They open the door to a very expensive car for me. I don’t even know the name of the car but hell, it would cost a fortune, they close the door after me.

the cool temperature in the car was the first thing to welcome me, the softness of the seat engulfed me massaging my body, the fragrance that linger in the air is so manly and spicy I couldn’t resist gulping down the scent. I exhale loudly basking in the scent until a clearing of throat brought me out of my little world.

I turn side ways only to meet a pair of chocolate brown eyes staring at me intensively, how did I fail to notice him sitting there is beyond my reasoning. I guess I was too focused on trying to avoid the watchful gaze of my fellow student to notice him, now more than ever, I’m scared. it’s everyday we sit beside the one person that has the world under his control, my heart is beating faster than normal as my hands tremble in fear.

He must have pause what he was doing in his phone because his fingers has stopped mid typing.

It did not once cross my mind that he would be in the car, at least I thought I had the car ride to prepare myself for meeting him. I don’t know what to do or say so I just sat there awkwardly, fidgeting with my fingers and bitting my lips.

I thought I heard a faint growl from him but that might just be my imagination.

“Come here.” He pat his lap for me, I still for some seconds before quickly composed myself and oblige to his demand, his arms quickly wrap around my waist and pull me on his lap.

He buried his face in my hair inhaling softly, then slowly his face travel to neck and stop at the junction between my neck and shoulder. He placed open mouth kiss on it, causing me to shudder with an unfamiliar sensation, he suck and nibbles on the nape of my neck. I almost moaned at this pleasant but foreign feeling, I unconsciously bend my head to the side to allow him more access.

One arm hold on my waist tightly leaving no room for escape, while the other went upwards and cup my right breast. I inhaled sharply at the sensation. He squeeze and mold on my breast while his lip work wonders on my neck, I couldn’t resist anymore so I let out a moan quiet to which he growl in approval. suddenly he turned me on his lap so I’m straddling him, I gasped quietly as my core came in contact with something long and hard.

He chuckled lightly staring at my lips.

“That’s what you did to me.” He spoke huskily, as his minty breathe fanned my face, I gulp down the lump in my throat and cast my eyes down from the intensity of his gaze. He lift my chin up with a single finger, and smash his lips on mine.

For someone like him, I would expect his lips to be hard and dry, but man! his lips soft and tender as a feather. His lips moves expertly bitting and sucking on mine, he has to be an expert, who knows how many women he has being with. That disheartening thought left my head as quickly as it came when he shove his tongue down my throat, exploring every bit of my mouth.

The kiss last for a minute or two before we broke apart, I guess because he noticed we both needed air in our lungs. I was panting furiously catching my breath, that’s one hell of a mind blowing kiss or is it just me exaggerating, I’ve never been kiss before and I should be angry he just took my first kiss without my permission but I’m not. infact, I enjoyed it and I hate myself for that.

What is wrong with me I shouldn’t be intimacy with some one who force me to marry him, I move to climbed down from him lap back to my seat but he grip my hips putting me back to place ( his lap ). I struggle to set free but him won’t let go, I want to scream in furstration.

“Don’t.” He stare at me warningly, he can’t tell me what to do, I was about to protest but was interrupted.

“Don, we are here.” The driver called as the car came to a stop, that when I noticed the divider is up, separating us from the driver. I blush deeply, he must have heard us making out. Vincenzo let go of my hips and climb down to my seat, then proceed to get down from the car.

I was slam slightly to the closed car door by a pissed Vince,  I will stick to that Vincenzo is a mouthful. he pitch the tip of his nose, looking around before facing me.

“Next time, you wait in the car, I get to open the car for you.” I stare at him confused, is he worried I would damage his car door? I didn’t comment on and let it slide. He pull me by the waist and walk us to the jewelry Mall.

The atmosphere in the store is both warm and cool at the same time, the warmth of the light sends customers the message that they’re going to have a more intimate special shopping experience, the decorative lighting just adds to the beauty of the store.

The store is big, a double story building that is mostly made of glass, sparkling glasses that shines brightly and reflect the light, it’s almost blinding. There are some bricks here and there, they are mostly pillars and are painted in plain white conveying s sense of cleanliness.

The store quiet down as we entered, everyone stare at us, not us, the man beside me in fear, but there are some women despite the fear in them, they still throw him flirtatious smile seeking his attention. But he just stare ahead like there aren’t people around.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

A door was open for us, leading to different parts of the store, I suddenly felt self conscious. I have felt underdressed many times than I could count, but never until today when walking in the store.

I felt intimidated walking around this place where everyone is either dressed formally or fancy, while I on the other hand is a completely different story.

Remember it is always better to be underdressed than to be overdressed, my mind cooed trying to ease my uneasiness.

But still didn’t help.

I’m dressed in a black leggings, a lace trim tank top and light chunky knitted cardigan, it isn’t much and I do feel beautiful in the morning. But right now I feel anything but beautiful.