DRAMA NOVEL ONLINE Marchetti’s Obsession Chapter 12
Mia Lennox
The Italian's face looks confused and surprised after I've mentioned those words. For the first time I notice expressions that are not neutral, he looks adorable and I have no doubt that I have developed Stockholm syndrome.
“What's that? Do you want me to call a doctor? -he interjects.
-A psychologist is what I need, maybe they'll lock me up in an asylum later,” he frowns. Stockholm syndrome is when the hostage develops a bond with his captor,” I mutter.
-Humans are weird," he says.
What did you expect to get out of kidnapping a nineteen-year-old girl? -I question, he falls silent.
-1 don't have a head for anything right now, what do you want me to do? -He looks at me with his expressionless face.
- wasn't the one who kidnapped you,” I remind him.
-And I wasn't the person who decided to crash into a mobster’ expensive suit,” I open my mouth in surprise.
“Was it you? -1 ask.
That's right, human.
-Don't call me that,” I ask. -Did you kidnap me just for a f*****g designer suit? -1 interrogate rather indignantly.
~You still don't understand the concept that you are my property, human,” I give him a dirty look.
“Why?
Because I say so, there is no reason, just be satisfied with knowing that you are mine,” he says with all the certainty whil his eyes don't stop looking at mine.
Ym not an object and just because I'm developing Stockholm doesn't make me a fool," I say as I cross my arms.
The mobster just watches me silently and then walks away leaving me standing there like an idiot, I sigh, complaining to this man is like talking to nothing.
The triplets turned out to be quadruplets and one of that pair is male, he happens to be the eldest of this birth. I was als surprised to learn that there are ten siblings in total, I can't even imagine having children.
Mia, we're going shopping, do you want to come? -asks what I think is Kusi, since they all have the K in their name. Ves...
“No,” the Italian replies at the same time as me.
His sisters automatically turn their faces towards him, who maintains an expressionless look as he brings the glass of orange juice to his lips.
I require you here,” he announces, he gives no explanation and they don't question him either.
Another thing I've seen is that when the Italian says something, they can't contradict it or do the opposite, they look at m with sorrow and leave after breakfast. Knowing that in this house I will have no help from anyone makes me feel worse than ever.
“Why are you like that? Your sisters are so cheerful and you are so obnoxious, -that's my problem, I have no filter to say things and after I say them I see the consequences of my words.
The mafioso shows me his feline eyes, I get scared immediately and I try to move away, however, I have no escape, he wraps me in his arms and his face is a centimetre away from mine.
-Human, I told you not to disrespect me," he growls.
“You never said that," I mumble.
-It's not something I'm supposed to bring up, won't you ever understand? -he interjects, I don’t answer his question and lets out a snort. -You talk when I ask you to, eat when I tell you to, and do whatever I tell you to do without any retorts or complaints,” he says earnestly.
“It's not like I'm a doll.
“That mouth, you're like a parrot that always has something to say" he murmurs.
“1 always have to express myself, I won't let you treat me that way,” I look him fearlessly in the eye.
“You don't know how easy it would be for me to bend you to my will’ he says.
The only way you can do that is to take advantage of me by force,” his lips curl up without showing his teeth.
His lips move to my left ear, he sighs.
-Deep down, you want my c**k to melt in your p***y." his voice comes out husky, and I shudder in his arms. -You want me to f**k you and make you scream for hours that you are my property, I have no doubt and I can hear your heart racing, th fluid of your s*x wetting your panties is sweet smelling to my nose, Mia, you have no escape and you will beg for my tong to run over you from head to toe,” he pulls away from me and without even looking at me, he walks away.
That stupid mafioso, with his vulgar words I shudder, I can’t stop my legs from trembling and I'm terrified to know that hi word is true, as my s*x is wet and I'm hot, flushed and my heart wants to burst out of my chest.
Enzo Marchetti
Knowing that the human desires me makes me want to possess her, however, I will wait for her to give herself willingly, I don't want her to sleep with me under pressure, because the important thing is that she is relaxed and if I submit her against her will, it will hurt.
She is not like an omega who will endure any pain and I imagine that with the first encounter she has with me she will be exhausted, sore and quite uncomfortable, I already saw that in Kristin, it made me laugh to see her the next day at the university walking like bambi and I wasn't rough with her.
Now that she’s a vampire and I'm not careful, I don’t control myself much on my horny days, I sigh and call her, I can't hel but feel bad about everything that's going on with me.
“Now can you explain to me who that woman is,” he asks.
she’s nobody important, what do you want? -1 ask.
1 want you to go home, did I do something wrong? -he asks.
I'll be back soon, you haven't done anything wrong," I say.
“1 love you, Enzo," I keep quiet.
Vil see you later.
See you later; is the last thing I hear her say before I hang up on her.
Kristin is precious to me and I don't want to hurt her more than I hurt her, I don't love her, however, the habit of having h by my side is what makes me not tell her the truth and I don't know what I can tell her either. Because the only thing I fe for the human is a sick s****I desire, maybe it's because she looks like Astrid, but that brings a lot of questions to my conscience.
why don't 1 call her Astrid? That's what I ask myself the most, that name doesn't come out of my mouth when I see her, while I always end up calling Kristin that way, I sigh to drink the elixir of life, whiskey, it's a quite soft substance and it cai get me drunk, however, 1 like it.
After several hours of solitude in the pool, my sisters arrive, they keep me company and I am a little saddened by the fac that they have to leave for Sicily, but I don't express any emotion and say goodbye to them.
I have to return to Venice, but I don't know what I'm going to do with the human. That night I take advantage of the fact that she’s asleep to admire her in silence, seeing her is like seeing my beloved, however, I know it's not her and I can't understand why I cling to this human puppy, I suppose I should never have kidnapped her, I approach her and leave a caress on her cheek and then I go to my room.