Mines Forever: A Vallea Mafia Romance Story - Chapter 87: Chapter 92

Verena
"Oh no, sir, I am not getting dressed while you are in this room with me. Get out now". I point toward the door as I tighten the knot on my white bathrobe so that none of my goodies put on display.. Eryx does not bulge as I try to pull his arm, motioning for him to leave the room. "I don't know why are you trying to covering up now, I think it's little too late for that. The taste of your pussy is still on the brim of my tongue".
Eryx emphasizes the last part but swiping his long tongue out at me, before gripping my ass in the palms of his massive hands as if he was holding Spalding basketball. I try tugging free out of Eryx's arms, but he tightens his hold of me. I look up at him, batting my eyelashes as he marvels at my discomfort.
"I need you to let go of my ass so that I can get dressed. This was your damn idea to come to the Sinclairs estate and I need you to focus. You've been distracted since we left the island". I snap my fingers in Eryx's face, "I can't help but want to be in your presence woman, I've been without for too damn long".
Leaning down, he nuzzled my neck, breathing warm air onto it. He starts belting off words of love and affection for me in Spanish, which causes butterflies to form in the pit of my stomach because he has no idea I know exactly what he is saying but I act as passive as possible so he won't know about me being bilingual.
I make sure to not heighten my breathing and keep my composure cool as I listening in closely to his words that play like a slow, love ballad. Amor mío, ha pasado tanto tiempo entre nosotros y no puedo cambiar el pasado, pero planeo reescribir el futuro. Te lastimé profundamente. Reservas tu amor para mí solo para mis ratos libres, pero sé que aún tengo tu corazón. Me perteneces a mí y solo a mí. La sangre que derramaré esta noche es uno de los votos que te hice el día de nuestra boda: protegerte siempre. Crees que estoy distraída, pero sé lo que hago. Davian cree conocerme como la palma de mi mano, pero no tiene ni idea de quién soy; solo tú, mi amor, conoces mi verdadero yo.
My love, so much time has passed between us, and I can't change the past, but I plan to rewrite the future. I hurt you deeply. You reserve your love for me for spare moments but I know I still have your heart. You belong to me and only me. The blood I will spill tonight is one the vows I gave to you on our wedding day. To always protect you. You think I am distracted but I know what I am doing. Davian thinks he knows me like the back of my hand, but he has no idea who I am, only you my love know the real me.
Once Eryx is done talking, he kisses me on the forehead as I bite the corners of my lips. "I will leave so you can get dressed, I don't want to make you uncomfortable". He then lets go of me as I feel my breath hitch as he moves away from me, and the cold air seeps into my skin, as he looks into my eyes one final time before he leaves the bathroom. Just as he shuts the bedroom door, I drop to the ground and lean my back against the bed as I place my hand against my racing hear,t as I play Eryx's words over in my head.
The blood I will spill tonight is the vow I gave to you on our wedding day. What the fuck, I shriek, I do not remember him saying anything of that in our wedding vows, or maybe, I gasp as I place my hand against my mouth and then look down at wrist where Eryx marked me on our wedding night with my "V" initial, that I eventually got covered up with a small butterfly tattoo because I just didn't like the intense stares I would get from random people staring at as if it was a scarlet letter.
That muthafucker doing damn blood ritual and was too damn naïve back then to realize what I was doing, he marking his territory so everyone within the mafia world would know I was apart of the Vallea Mafia. It's crazy, I'm now just realizing this 10 years later. I caress my tattoo for several minutes before glancing up at the garment dress bag hanging against the full-length mirror. I slowly walk toward the mirror, and the corners of my mouth twist when I recognize the fashion designer emblem as I get closer and unzip the bag. I sigh and place the bag against my chest.
"Damn you Eryx", I say as I take out the dress as marvel at the ruby rose, strapless slit dress. There is a small card that is taped to the back of the dress. I gently pull the card off the dress, making sure not to cause any damage as I read the following, "I bought this for you so I can watch you take it off for Daddy, Signed Your Lover For Life, Eryx. I snort and shake my head before balling the note up and throwing it in the trash. I place the dress against my body and marvel at how perfect the color looks against my chestnut-toned skin.
I was going to turn heads with this dress tonight. An idea comes to my mind that causes me to smirk. Eryx was playing a dangerous game, but I was going to take it a step further. I squeal in excitement at the plan I have concocted in my head a moment before. Eryx thinks he is the only one who is going to have his fun tonight, but I want to have my fun as well. I hear a knock at the door that startles me, before it opens, revealing Ryen, who has three women standing behind her, one has a makeup box in her hands, the other has hair tools, and the third has a measuring tape and a pair of scissors.
Ryen has on a silk black robe with pink slippers covering her feet. She glances at me from head to toe. "Darling, we need to get you ready for tonight. I brought my girls over to help you prepare". I shake my head in response. "I appreciate the offer, but I can manage to get ready on my own". I was not in the mood to entertain Ryen. Ryen is taking back my response. I'm sure she doesn't like to be told no. She graces me with that fake Colgate smile, which she plastered on her face earlier today when we arrived at her home.
"Girl, you are my guest in my home, my girls are going to get you ready". Ryen completely ignores my request and enters the bedroom and glances around the room before looking back at me. The woman with the pair of scissors and measuring tapes looks at my dress, and gasps, "Is that Bella Rezzo signature dress? I've been trying for months to get Ryen a hold of one of her dresses, but she is always sold out.
This dress was in her recent shows, how were you able to get it?", the woman looks at me curiously. Ryen looks envious that I have something even she, as a retired fashion model, was not even able to get on her own with her connections. I shrug my shoulders nonchalantly, knowing this will rile Ryen to the core.
"It's all thanks to that husband of mine, he knows how much I love fashion, so I guess he bought me this on whim I guess. He does that often. I'm sure you know the feeling, right, Ryen?".
I look over at her Ryen, and she has a grim look on her face. She looks at me as if she is seeing me for the first time, but she shakes her head before smiling. "Of course, Verena, my husband gets me whatever I want, can't you tell with the ring I'm wearing?". Ryen shows off her 10-carat wedding ring as the other three women marvel at it, but I don't say anything. "I think you should wear your hair pinned up to show off that beautiful neckline of yours", one of Ryen's assistants tells me. "Of course".
The woman continues talking, but I tune her out as I look at Ryen, who is staring at me intently. What the fuck is her problem?. This second time since she has been in this room, she has been giving strange vibes.
"Is there something wrong Ryen?", I asked as the hairstylist and makeup artist set up their tools on the vanity table. Ryen shakes her head, "I'm good, just hope the girls make you look beautiful. I will leave you alone now. I have some things to take care of before the rest of the guests arrive for the party".
Ryen then races out of the room seconds later, leaving me alone with the women. As soon as Ryen leaves, the tension in the room leaves as well. I look at each of the women intently and ask them each of their names as they prepare for tonight.
"Ladies, I appreciate you taking the time out to help me get ready, whatever you suggest, I am open to it, just don't have me looking crazy". The ladies and I share a laugh as we share small talk as I transform into a sexy bombshell. A few hours have passed, and it is now pitch black outside. I close my eyes as oil sheen is sprayed over my hair,r that is now styled into a French roll. I open my eyes and gasp at how beautiful I look.
Essie, the makeup artist, decided to go with a bright red lip makeup look. False eyelashes accentuate my mahogany colored eyes as well as the smoky black eyeshadow covers my eyelids. The dress just tops the cake as I twist and turn in the mirror at how the strapless ruby red dress sits slightly on my right side of my body. "Your husband is going to have a hard time keeping his hands to himself with you looking this good", Jasmine, the makeup artist responds moments later, before there is a knock at the door.
"Come in", I say out loud before the door opens, revealing Eryx who has several black boxes in his hand as he wears a fitted black suit, with Givenchy loafers giving his feet. He takes notice of me and stops in his tracks as his eyes roam down my body without saying a word. His stare grows intense that the woman takes notice and decides to leave the room. Eryx's presence is a bit intimidating to others, but to me it can be quite annoying when he does that. Just as the ladies leave the bedroom, I wave my hand in front of Eryx's face, 'Hello, is anyone home? You can stop staring at me now".
Just as I wave my hand in front of his face once more, he grips it in his hands, pulling me against him. I can see his face moving toward mine as I turn my head, before his lips against my neck. "You are not about to mess up my makeup, Ryx".
I manage to escape his arms and then take a seat at the vanity across the room. Just as I cross my legs in front of me, showing off my legs, Eryx walks toward me slowly with a sinister glint in his eyes.
"I can't wait to take this shit off you later on, God you so fucking beautiful right now". My heart beats fasts at his response to how good I look right now. "You won't be taking anything off of me". Eryx kneels in front of me as he belts out a low laugh.
"You want to make a bet on it, Cherie?". I shake my head. "I'm not playing that type of game with you, because you don't play fair, anyway". Eryx shrugs his shoulders. I look at the boxes in his hands as he kneels in front of me. "What are in the boxes?" I ask as he hands me one of them. I open the first black box and raise my eyebrows when I see a new pair of Robert Cavalli snake-embellished stilettos that match my ruby rose dress perfectly.
Eryx hands me the next box while removing a pair of stilettos from the current one and unfastening the strap before putting them on my feet. In the second box is a ruby red pendant necklace, in the case. I glance down at Eryx as he places his brace on his left arm against his right knee, as he watches me. "What is the meaning of all of this? We are just going to a small gathering". Eryx frowns, "This is not a small gathering, Verena. This is a war that might start tonight. I need you to look the part of a queen of the Vallea Mafia. The last thing you need is this. Instead of Eryx handing me the last box, which is quite smaller than the others, he opens it, revealing a 15-carat oval-shaped diamond ring.
"Don't fight me with this, Rena, this not the time or place, whatever you have against, let it the fuck go and be mad at me later". Eryx then takes hold of my left hand and places the ring on my ring finger. He then leans down and kisses my hand. He then pulls me from my seat and turns me around so I am facing the full-length mirror. "Now you are ready for war, Cherie".