Caterina

The look on Dolion's face when I walked out of the bathroom after slipping into the little dress he insisted I wear was priceless. The man has been having a hard time keeping his eyes off of me ever since.

The dress is made of a soft material that hugs my body. The hem of it stopping on my upper thighs, the back of the dress plunging low on my back, stopping right above the curve of my ass, while the exposed part of the dress is criss-crossed in little ribbons.

I hate Dolion, but I won't lie.. Wearing this dress makes me feel powerful, if only because not a single man has been able to keep their eyes off of me since arriving at this club. They can look all they want, the moment one of them goes to reach for me I'll send the pointy heel of my stiletto through their hand. I grin to myself, thinking about what kind of chaos would follow if I decided to misbehave here. Dolion would lose his mind, which is the only reason I'd consider it. Maybe I was a brat. Just a little. At least when it came to Dolion. The thought of pissing him off was more amusing than it should be.

"Quit gravitating away from me." His voice breaks me from my train of thought. "It's like you're trying to get snatched up by one of these drooling dogs." He says with a tense jaw.

"I'll snap their fingers if they get anywhere near me." I say sweetly.

"That's if I don't snap their god damned neck first." He turns his eyes to me, and a shiver runs down my spine at the absolute rage burning in his blue gaze.

I turn away, not wanting to meet his eyes any longer. "I can take care of myself."

He slips an arm around my waist. "It's my job to protect you, Cat." He tightens his grip. "And I'll kill anyone who dares to touch you."

"You don't own me, what if I want to have some fun while we're here?" I don't mean it in the slightest, I don't want any of these men near me, which is why I haven't swatted Dolion's hand away from me. Yet.

He picks up his pace, leading us down a dark and empty hallway. He releases me and then cages me in between himself and the wall at my back now.

"This isn't a game, we are not here for fun. You will stay by my side like a good girl tonight, and you will keep those pretty lips closed." His minty breath is right in my face, our noses inches apart.

I shove him away from me. "Shut the fuck up Dol-" His hand is over my mouth in an instant. "Don't. Say. My. Name." He says darkly. "Nod your head if you understand." I glare at him, and lick his hand instead. "What the fuck, Cat?" He yanks his hand away, wiping it on his pants.

"Don't you ever man handle me again, or next time I'll bite your finger off." And I mean every fucking word of it. Prick. Idiot. Jackass.

He glares down at me, then silently slips his arm back around my waist, leading us down the hall again. "Understood." He says. I remain silent, still pissed from the way he put his hands on me a moment ago. "I'm sorry." He mumbles.

"You can shove your sorry up your ass."

We come to a door on our right, he knocks on it twice, and a large man wearing a black suit opens the door, grinning widely.

"Been a while, I can't wait to hear what brings your sorry ass to here of all places." The man is almost as tall as Dolion, with light brown hair slicked back, and far too much jewelry for my liking.

His brown eyes land on me. "And who is this?" Part of me wants to hide behind Dolion away from the slimy feeling the other mans stare gives me, but I remain at Dolion's side, quiet as instructed.

"Rich, this is Caterina."

Rich's smile only grows. "The Caterina?"

Dolion pulls me closer. "Yes, that one. Tell no one else who she is."

"Bit late for that." Rich opens the door further, revealing another man inside on a cream colored couch with a scantily dressed woman on his lap. "Though I'm sure Hector couldn't give less of a fuck. Come on in. Let's talk." Rich gestures for us to enter his office space.

I look around as we enter. A sleek wooden desk is set towards the back of the room with large windows overlooking the club beneath us. Book cases and a wine rack to the right, and a small lounging area to the left with cream colored furniture.

"So, what can I help you with, old friend?" Rich inquires.

"Needing to get to New York, and quickly." I try not to react to Dolion's words, but he never fucking said he was dragging me that far away from my home. I've gone from California, to Colorado, then New Mexico, and now he's dragging me to New York? I could fucking scream. And I will. Later. At Dolion.

Rich laces his fingers together and sets them under his chin. "You'll owe me one for this."

Dolion nods. "I know."

"Come with me, I'll have everything situated by tomorrow night." Rich stands and heads towards the door. Dolion gets up to follow, bringing me with.

"The girl stays here, she can't follow us into the room we're about to be going to." Dolion tightens his grip on me before responding to Rich. "Caterina stays with me at all times."

"She'll be fine with Hector, he wouldn't hurt a fly." He reassures Dolion.

Dolion looks between me and Hector, taking note of the woman still sitting on his lap. He nods once. "I'll be back in a minute. Stay here."

I want to ask him where the fuck else would I go, but I just sit back down instead. Dolion takes one last look at me before following Rich out the door, shutting it behind them.

Shortly after leaving the woman who was sitting in Hector's lap also gets up and leaves. Leaving me alone with the curly blonde haired man.

"So, Caterina Di'Raimondo, correct?" He asks, his voice comes out deeper than I expected.

"Yes." I keep it as simple as that.

He gets up and walks over to the wine rack, grabbing two glasses and a bottle of deep red wine. He wordlessly comes and sits beside me, setting the glasses on the wooden table in the center of the sitting area. Uncorking the bottle he pours each of us half a glass, extending one of them out towards me. I take it wordlessly and wait for him to take a sip before allowing myself to enjoy a drink. You never know who could be adding something to your drink.

He smirks over the rim of his glass as I finally take a sip of the rich and flavorful wine. "Smart girl." He takes notice. "Makes me wonder why you're hanging around with such an idiot."

I swirl the wine in my glass, taking another sip before answering. "As if I have a choice?"

He chuckles darkly, his eyes taking all of me in slowly. "Could choose to accompany me to the club for a dance."

"Mhm, and chance pissing him off? I'll pass, he's already in a pissy mood all the time to begin with." I was supposed to be keeping quiet, but the wine has my lips loose as I finish off the glass Hector poured me.

"He must be going mad not being able to touch a pretty thing like you." Hector says mostly to himself as he finishes his glass off, as well.

"As if I'd let that idiot touch me." I retort quickly.

Hector laughs lowly. "That man can't touch you, Caterina. Even if you sat yourself in his lap, he can't touch you."

"That sure doesn't stop him from talking so much shit."

"Yeah, but he's all bark and no bite, sweetie. If he touches you, your dear old daddy would have his head, and more." Hector lounges back on the sofa, stretching his arm out on the back of it, still keeping a comfortable distance from me. Despite how Hector talks, he hasn't made a single physical move towards me, and hasn't tried to invade my space, either.

"That's honestly good to know." I smile sweetly at him, more grateful for that little piece of information than he probably knows. Though I feel like he told me simply to mess with Dolion.

Dolion and Rich return shortly after Hector and I began our second glass of wine, and by the look Dolion is giving me he is anything but pleased with my decision to accept the wine.

"Hector, be of some use and go find Wes, we might be able to get our two friends here out of New Mexico sooner than expected." Rich says. Hector nods and stands to leave, placing his wine glass on the table. "It was lovely getting to chat with you, Caterina. We'll have to do it again soon."

I smile flirtatiously. "Oh, we definitely will." He grabs my hand and places a swift kiss to the back of it, before winking at me and following Rich out the door, shutting it behind them.

Dolion looks nothing short of furious. "You seemed to be having quite a good time."

"I was, Hector makes good company."

He walks over and snatches himself up a glass before pouring himself a decent amount. "You'd think otherwise if you spent more than ten minutes with that jackass." He sits down next to me on the cream colored sofa, leaning back before drinking half the glass of wine in one go.
"What's wrong? Don't like me actually enjoying myself?"

"Not with Hector."

"Or apparently the hotel clerk. Or anyone in this club." I roll my eyes like the brat he accuses me of being.

"My company is good enough until shit settles down." He places his glass down and leans back again, running a hand through his dark hair and then over his face, seeming frustrated.

"What's the matter? Just don't wanna share me?" I tease, and his eyes snap open.

"Don't read too much into it, princess. I'm doing my job, and that means not trusting anyone we come across." He grounds out.

I scoot closer to him on the sofa, crossing my legs in a way that makes my dress rid up my thigh slightly. "You say all those things to me though. You think I'm beautiful, right?" I look at him from beneath my lashes. I suddenly have Dolion's full attention as his eyes devour my exposed thighs. When he says nothing I brush my thigh up against his, and he becomes so still it's as though he's holding his breath. I lean in closely, my lips grazing his ear. "Don't you?" I question again.

"You know damn well how fucking gorgeous you are, Caterina." He says roughly.

Slowly I slide one leg over his lap, facing him I straddle his hips, and Dolion makes no move to stop me. His eyes dart down to where my hips straddle his lap, his gaze lingering on my exposed satin panties. "Caterina.." His voice comes out strained, like he's trying hard not to lose focus. "You don't know what kind of game you're playing, Cat."

"But I like games." I bite my lip, and his eyes land on them, just as I knew they would.

I ground my hips against him once, twice, and then Dolion grabs my waist and begins grinding himself up and against me. I should stop him, I proved my point. Dolion would jump at the soonest opportunity to fuck me despite the danger it could possibly put him in with his boss. My father.

But I don't stop him, instead my hips move in rhythm with Dolion's. He buries his face in my neck and hair, pulling me closer. I need to stop this.

Instead I feel my underwear begin to get damp. Oh fuck.

Dolion tightens his grip on my hips and grounds his hardened cock against my satin panties, right over my clit. A small moan makes its way out of me, catching me by surprise.

"I knew you'd make such pretty noises for me, Caterina." I wanna tell him to fuck off for being so arrogant.

Instead I bring my lips to his ear, nipping it softly with my teeth. "And I knew you wouldn't be able to keep your hands off of me despite how much you claim to hate me." I lean away from him and smirk.

I get up off of him and fix my dress, turning around I begin pouring myself more wine like nothing happened. "You can call me a brat all you want, but apparently touching me is worth enough you'd risk your job for it." I say as I turn around with a little grin on my face.

But Dolion isn't smiling at all as he stands directly behind me. "Oh? And am I supposed to believe you weren't enjoying yourself grinding up against me?"

"Believe whatever you want."

He walks closer, causing the back of my legs to bump into the table. "I definitely believe you were enjoying yourself, Cat. By those pretty noises you were making for me, and," He comes closer, invading my space, pressing his body up against mine. He trails a hand up my inner thigh. "by how wet you were getting."

"I-i was not-" His finger reaches up, brushing against the outside of my underwear, feeling how wet they had gotten. "Lie to me again, Cat. Tell me you weren't turned on grinding your needy cunt against me."

This isn't going the way I had planned, I was supposed to prove how much Dolion wanted me, even if just to fuck. Not the other way around.

He continues to run his finger on the outside of my underwear, and I should stop him. But I don't.

"Tell me you don't wanna fuck me, Caterina."

"I-i dont-" my words are cut short as Dolion slides my underwear aside and thrusts a finger into my soaking wet pussy.

"You can lie all you want with that pretty mouth of yours, but you can't hide how fucking wet you are for my cock." He works his finger in and out of me, and I part my legs a little more for him.

I bite my lip, holding back any noise that tries to make it's way out of me. I open my eyes and glance down at where his hand disappears beneath the hem of my dress, then my eyes dart to the huge bulge in Dolion's pants. Fuck, he looks huge, though I'll never admit that out loud.

He notices my stare and grins darkly, pressing his hard cock against my leg. "Don't worry, Cat, I'll let you play, too. When I'm finished." I feel my pussy clench around his finger in response, and his grin widens. He picks up his pace, brining me closer to my release.

My legs begin shaking, and I know I'm so fucking close. "Mm, so wet for me, Caterina. I'm tempted to kneel down to see how you taste."

I can't hold back the moan that makes it's way past my lips, and to my horror, I somehow couldn't hold back moaning his name. "Dolion.."

And suddenly his finger is gone, leaving me clenching around nothing and aching for a release I was on the very brink of. I stare after Dolion as he walks towards the door. "I'll be back in a minute."

"Dolion..?" I question, feeling dejected.

He turns slightly to look at me. "Think twice about playing games with me next time, princess." And he walks out the door, shutting it behind him.

I don't want to acknowledge the hollow feeling in my chest at what he just did. So instead, I turn to rage. I may have started it, but Dolion took it way too far just to tease me like that..

Games. I'll show him some fucking games.

And Hector seemed more than willing to play.

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You got me touchin' on your body
You got me touchin' on your body
To say that we're in love is dangerous
But, girl, I'm so glad we're acquainted

The Weeknd - Acquainted

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