Iris POV
I found myself lying on the soft and inviting bed feeling completely relaxed yet still vibrating with energy from the incredible and overwhelming orgasm I had just experienced. Rafaelle was watching me intently his eyes fixed on me without wavering for even a moment.
I could feel every pulse of sensation flowing through my body sensations that were too intense to be put into words and they left me both amazed and a little confused. My heart was racing at a rapid pace making it difficult for me to catch my breath.
I noticed that my chest was rising and falling with each heavy and labored gasp that escaped from my lips. Even at this moment, the powerful sensations were still present causing my toes to curl without me even trying and I felt the muscles inside me contracting around emptiness. Every part of me was still in a state of shock and excitement from what I had just experienced.
I was struggling to understand what had just happened. I couldn't believe how I had let myself go and ended up in that situation where I surrendered to my feelings and desires.
In a bold and daring move, I had masturbated in front of Rafaelle a man who made me feel both excited and scared at the same time. To my surprise I experienced something new—I squirted for the very first time.
But instead of feeling good about it, I was suddenly overwhelmed by a huge wave of shame and humiliation that crashed over me like a powerful tide. It made my cheeks turn red highlighting just how vulnerable and exposed I felt at that moment.
I was feeling so many conflicting emotions at once that it became too much to handle. In an attempt to cope with the overwhelming feelings, I buried my face deep into the soft and cozy pillow on my bed.
I tried to stifle my quiet sobs but they came anyway each one feeling like a crushing weight that pressed down on me. With every sob, I could feel the complicated emotions twisting inside me creating a confusing storm of feelings that left me feeling lost and unsure of what to do next.
Tears started to fill my eyes almost like a fountain overflowing. My mind was racing with so many thoughts as if I was looking at a slideshow filled with painful memories that wouldn’t go away. I couldn’t help but remember the heart-breaking moment when my ex-boyfriend had betrayed me.
That betrayal had caused deep emotional pain and made it very hard for me to trust in love and close relationships again. I also thought back to all the desperate efforts I had made to try to save him and fix what was left of our relationship.
I was willing to do almost anything even if it meant sacrificing my dignity and self-worth just to hold on to what we once had.
A persistent and troubling fear started to creep into my mind as I thought about what Rafaelle might do next. Now that his enemy was gone I wondered what his next steps would be. Suddenly a small choked sob slipped from my throat filled with helplessness.
In response, I instinctively curled up tightly much like a baby in the womb hugging my pillow as if it could offer me some kind of comfort in this difficult moment. The night felt burdensome filled with uncertainty and leaving me feeling completely vulnerable and exposed.
As the hours slowly went by it felt like the night was never going to end and it was quite painful. Even though I felt very tired and my eyelids were heavy I just couldn’t fall asleep. It was as if sleep was just teasing me always out of reach like something I could never catch.
The shadows moved around my room in a way that made me feel uneasy which was a sharp contrast to the confusing feelings swirling inside my mind. I kept tossing and turning trying to get comfortable but I just couldn’t find any peace.
My mind was racing replaying every little detail of what had just happened between us. Each time I remembered something it made me feel embarrassed all over again and I could feel my face getting hot with the shame of it all.
As the clock in the tall tower far away drew near to the magical hour of midnight I found myself gazing closely at my reflection in the soft dim light that struggled to brighten the enormous space inside the mansion.
The flickering shadows played tricks on my face distorting my features so much that I could hardly recognize the person who was looking back at me anymore. Feeling a strong sense of determination rising within me I took hold of my long bright red hair twisting it carefully until it formed a neat bun on the top of my head.
As I secured it in place with my shaking fingers I couldn’t help but think about how this place wasn’t just any normal house it was the grand and luxurious fortress belonging to Rafaelle Tommaso. He was a well-known and powerful leader often referred to as the Capo whose name alone filled people with a mix of fear and admiration especially those who had the misfortune of crossing his path.
Taking a deep breath to calm myself I prepared for yet another journey into the complicated maze that made up his home knowing that it was sure to be an adventure.
As I stepped out of the room I felt a rush of cool air that was almost chilly against my skin. It brushed lightly across me waking up every nerve and giving me a delightful shiver that ran through my entire body. The air was so quiet that the silence felt heavy and almost overwhelming around me.
The magnificence of the place I was in with its beautifully decorated ceilings that shimmered with gold and its intricate and rich decorations towered over me like a giant that was peacefully asleep. In that moment I couldn't help but wish for some sign of life to break through the deep stillness that enveloped me from all sides.