Chapter 6 Two Conditions

• *Alberto’s POV*
• This was so wrong but yet felt so fūcking right. The way her lips moved against mine and her tongue caressed mine, had me ready to explode. This. I. Fūck. I can’t.
• “Isa, please.” I blurted out when I pulled her off my lips.
• “Don’t act like you don’t want this. I saw the way you looked at me.” She said as she bit her lips.
• “What way?” I faked ignorance, knowing damn well that I wanted to explore every inch of her perfect body.
• “Like you wanted to bend me over and fūck me like a little slūt.” She said, making my eyes grow wide. She wasn’t far from the truth, but hearing it come out of that perfect little mouth, did a number on me. Now I didn’t just want to fūck her ruthlessly, I wanted to spank her and teach her who was boss. But I knew I couldn’t. Not her. Not my angel.
• “Isa, I don’t know—” I was saying when she placed her finger over my lips.
• “Don’t deny it. I know you want me as much as I want you.” She whispered as her hand reached for my cōck, wrapping her fingers tightly around it.
• “Fūck!” I blurted out, feeling so fūcking turned on.
• “See? You can’t deny it. This big cōck wants nothing more than to thrust in my tight little pūssy.” She said, making my eyes roll back. This can’t be happening. This is my angel. She can’t be talking like that. She can’t be begging me to dominate her.
• I was one word away from fūcking her against the wall. One fūcking word. I closed my eyes and remembered who she was and where I was. Shīt. I can’t. It didn’t matter how badly I wanted to, I couldn’t do that to Francisco and especially not to Isa.
• “Isa—” I was about to speak when she released my throbbing cōck, pushing me towards the bed. “Wait! What are—” I whispered in panic as my back legs hit the bed, making me fall.
• “If you aren’t going to fūck me, then I guess I will have to do all the work.” She said, smirking at me as she climbed on my lap.
• “No, Isa—Ah, fūck!” I grunted as she sank her tight pūssy on my cōck.
• “Padrino!” I heard her say, making my eyes fly open. It was still dark in my room because of the blackout shades, but I could see that Isa was holding a breakfast tray with some coffee.
• “Isa?” I croaked out. She would be the one to bring me breakfast when I had a fūcking wet dream about her. My tent was probably visible so I flipped sideways.
• “Papa said you probably had a hangover and weren’t going to come down. I told them that I would bring you breakfast in bed.” She said, placing the breakfast tray on the foot of the bed.
• “Thank you, Isa. I do have a slight headache.” I lied, squinting my eyes.
• “Weird. I didn’t see you drinking a lot last night.” She said with brows furrowed, making me gulp. She was watching me?
• “I probably didn’t sleep well.” I blurted out, making her look into my eyes. I sat up slowly, grabbing the coffee as she sat next to me. Did she have to sit so close to my hard cōck. It made me just want to pull her onto my lap and fūck her harder than anyone ever has.
• “I wanted to talk to you.” She whispered, looking away and making me set my coffee on the tray again.
• “About?” I asked her, pulling her by her chin to face me. Fūck her skin was soft.
• “What you saw…” She trailed off, making me take a deep breath. I wish she was talking about the asšhole touching her, but I had a feeling it was about the drugs and that made me even more pissed.
• “I’m listening.” I told her tensely, releasing my hold on her chin.
• “I don’t do it all the time. Just on special occasions.” She said quickly as I watched her with a raised brow. “I swear, Padrino. Please don’t tell papa.” She begged, grabbing my hand.
• “I won’t say anything under two conditions.” I told her.
• “Wait! What? It’s always one.” She complained.
• “Not with me. Take it or leave it.” I told her, hiding the smile that was threatening to show. What the fūck was wrong with me? I never smiled.
• “Fine! What is it?” She said, crossing her arms over her chest, making me stare at her breasts for longer than I should have.
• I cleared my throat, forcing myself to look at her face again. “One, you never touch that shīt again. Any of it. You fūcking hear me?” I told her. “And believe me, I have my ways of finding out.”
• “Done.” She said with a smile, making my heart flutter like a fūcking teenager.
• “Two, you tell me who introduced you to them.” I said, making her smile vanish.
• “I-I—” She stuttered, gulping before looking away.
• “Don’t fūcking lie to me, Isa. I also have my ways of finding out about that.” I told her, grabbing her chin so she could face me, making her sigh.
• “Fine. It was Mattias.” She whispered, pulling her chin out of my hold and looking away again. If he was a dead man yesterday, he was definitely going to be a tōrtured dead man today.
• “Is he your boyfriend?” I asked as I brushed her cheek with my thumb. I don’t know what spirit made me ask that, but it was too late to take it back.
• “Pfft. No.” She shook her head with a smile. “He is just my fūck buddy.” She blurted out before her hand flew to her mouth. “I didn’t say that.” She said, standing to her feet.
• I clenched my fist at my side as I controlled my anger. I don’t know what was worse. Them dating or them just casually fūcking like my angel was some sort of whōre. She was the furthest from that.
• “I will pretend like I didn’t hear what you fūcking said.” I said through clenched teeth. “Is that everything that you wanted to talk about?” I asked her as she shuffled on her feet.
• “Yes. Thank you for coming to my birthday, Padrino.” She said with a smile as she leaned forward.
• It was usual for us to kiss each other’s cheek, so I turned to kiss hers as she turned to mine at the same time. Neither noticed until our lips had touched. I thought she would pull away, but she deepened the kiss, making my eyes go wide. There was no way that I was dreaming again. No fūcking way.
• The moment her tongue requested access to my mouth, I snapped out of my hypnotized state, pulling away. “Isa, I—” I was saying when her eyes opened as her hand touched her swollen lips. “I don’t know how that happened.” I said, looking at her in panic.
• “How what happened?” She asked innocently before placing a kiss on my cheek and walking away.
• The moment the door closed, I placed my head back on the headboard in shock. There was no way I had imagined that. No fūcking way.