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Private Lover_By Zinzi (Epub)
“Come here Bella. Now, everything off,” he commanded.
I really don't know how I got here. I was now a kept woman, the secret affair, the one thing I had told myself I would never be. How could I ever leave when just one look from Stavaros made me weak in the knees?
Italian billionaire Stavaros Caponie was ruthless and fearless when it came to business. He only had one weakness; his caramel, chocolate beauty, Kayla Drummond. He could never let her know how much power she had over him, not to mention, he had an image to uphold. He would only be seen with tall, blonde, picture perfect women in public to please his father. His private life well, that was his private life, and no one else's business. However, what will Rossi do to keep his Bella when she’s determined to no longer remain in the shadows and steps into the light?
TAKE A PEEK INSIDE!
CHAPTER 1
How It Works
Kayla
He held onto her waist and bounced her up and down his hard shaft. The continuous bouncing made her breasts jump and jiggle with each demanding move. Kayla knew it meant he was close to cumming when he started being so rough. With each up and down movement, he let out a deep moan. Suddenly, he grabbed her buttocks and turned her over in one swift move.
"Legs up," he bellowed as he reached for protection and slid it on his shaft. He thrust in and out with one hand covering her already taut nipple. He paused just to place her legs on his neck.
He started pounding and moving rapidly. Her breathing became rigid as she held onto the sheets, while Stavros pounded harder and harder. She screamed as she felt his cum gush through the thin barrier separating them inside her.
Stavros collapsed on top of her, nestled between her neck, and sucked the skin there as he tried to catch his breath.
Kayla had become accustomed to supporting his huge frame. She knew he would eventually roll off, but only when he was good and ready. Why? Because he was Stavros and he did as he pleased. She let out a little gasp when she felt some after tremors as his penis contracted and the last of his cum oozed out.
He finally rolled off. Kayla felt cold and lonely, already missing the warmth of his body as he got off the bed, and headed for the bathroom.
"Hey, Rossi, come back." She said the words, but she knew the answer.
"No, no Cioccolato. You know the rules," he chided as he came back and slapped her ass hard, then chuckled.
Why do I bother, Kayla thought as she felt the tightness in her chest. She mentally scolded herself .Why did she think it would ever be different when it came to Stavros? She knew she was just a booty call to him.
She listened to him sing as he took a shower. He was washing away all the evidence of them fucking, she felt sick.
“Why do you put yourself through this over and over again?” Kayla whispered to herself.
After ten minutes, Stavros came back into the room, dripping wet and smelling good. She watched him get ready. He tossed the white fluffy towel that had the hotels name printed on it elegantly onto the nearby chair. She watched him putting on his perfectly tailored Italian suit and splash on some cologne.
He was tall, well-toned with rippling muscles, and his entire back was covered with tattoos. He had jet black hair, and piercing brown eyes. Stavros commanded respect wherever he went, and women practically threw themselves at him.
It made her shake with rage that he was doing all this to go meet up with some bimbo he felt was more acceptable. Kayla felt angry knowing that she would never be that woman that he was proud to show off or be seen with in public. She had never even been to his actual home. She was just summoned to some hotel whenever he needed someone to fuck. Stavros made sure that she lacked for nothing. All except for the one thing she truly needed… love.
"Won't you let me come with you just this once, Rossi?" Kayla slammed her hand over her mouth when she realized that she had actually said that aloud. Now, she was going to get it.
"How many times do I have to tell you, Kayla? You need to know your place. Do you want me to punish you? Don’t I treat you right, huh!" Stavros said in a thunderous voice. She could see him clenching his jaw as he barked the words at her.
"You do, Stavros,” she said softly. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it…" she trailed off she could feel her throat closing and tears stinging at her eyes.
Kayla quickly got up and wrapped a silk sheet around her body and started heading for the bathroom. As she walked past Stavros his strong arm caught her at the waist and pulled her towards his body.
Stavros brought his face close to Kayla’s, and then he licked her cheek and hissed in her ear.
"Listen, Cioccolato, don't forget your place. Don't make me angry on purpose. Do you understand me? Answer me." He said the words softly, but it wasn't a kind softness. It was intimidating and scary.
"Yes," She managed to squeak.
"Good," he said.
He then pulled her in for a kiss that got more demanding, forcing her lips apart. His other arm grabbed her buttock through the sheet, pulling her closer to him. He was showing her who was boss.
The vibration of his phone on the dresser made him stop and let go of her. Kayla could feel her heart beating fast. Stavros really scared her at times. She stood still, watching Stavros as he walked out of the bedroom. He was done with her now.
"Veronica, I'm on my way, sweetheart. Make sure you wear that dress I got you," Kayla heard him say as he disappeared down the hall. Finally, she heard the door shut and click.
How did I get here, and how was I allowing this man to treat me like his plaything? I was his kept woman. His secret lover, only loved in private. Kayla thought trying to blink away her tears.
She roughly wiped away a lone tear that trailed down her cheek. At the beginning of their relationship she had thought Stavros wanted a real relationship. By the time she realized what he intended them to be, she had been pulled in and Stavros had her under his control.
Kayla sobbed in the shower, she let the water run down her body. She knew she couldn't let this go on any longer. It wasn't healthy.
******
Stavros
Kayla had no idea how much power she had over him, and he wasn't willing to let her know. It's like she had become his drug. He couldn't even fuck other hoes. She had really ruined him.
He loved her chocolate mocha colored skin, and those curly ringlets of black hair that framed her face and went down to her shoulders. He loved to touch her soft, silky hair. Kayla had beautiful big, round eyes. He loved her round bottom and how it jiggled when she was bouncing on top of him. Just thinking of her made him grow hard.
He knew he needed to start treating her better, but he couldn't lose his power. He also couldn't risk losing her. She was his… all his.
Stavros needed to play his cards right. As soon as he had proven to his father that he could control the entire empire, he would finally tell his family that he was in love with a black woman. He just couldn't do it yet and risk losing everything he had worked hard for and deserved.
Stavros chuckled to himself, thinking of how happy Kayla would be the day he told her what she truly meant to him. After that, he would take her along with him everywhere. He just didn't have time for that right now. He needed to prepare himself for a night of boredom with Veronica. Her conversations were always dumb and boring, and she hung on to his arm in desperation, trying to get him to fuck her. Little did she know, he had no desire when he knew he had his Cioccolato willing and waiting for him.
******
Stavros was feeling a little tipsy by the time he got back to the penthouse. He had drunk too much trying to drown out Veronica’s annoying chatter the whole evening, but he knew how to hold his liquor. He was feeling very horny and wanted Kayla bad.
It was well after 2 AM when Stavros entered the penthouse suite at the hotel. It was dark and quiet, and he assumed Kayla was already asleep.
He switched on the side lamp, but the bed was empty and had been made.
Where the hell was Kayla? That's when he saw the piece of paper on the dresser.
Dread and anger started to fill him as he approached the dresser and picked up the sheet of paper. He could see some parts of the paper had tear stains.
Rossi,
I know you are probably going to be seething by the time you finish reading this letter, but understand this wasn't easy for me either. I couldn't continue hurting like this.
I can't keep watching and allowing you to treat me like I'm not good enough. I know that I deserve better. Please, understand that I'm doing this because I love you too much and cannot continue living a lie. I have left and won't be coming back.
I will love you forever.
Your Cioccolato,
Kayla…
Stavros let out a deep roar and sent all the items on the dresser flying onto the floor.
He got his phone out of his pocket and dialed her number. He nearly threw his phone against the wall as he heard Kayla's phone ring right there in the room.
What was she doing? Who did she think she was? She was messing with the wrong man. Didn't she know she belonged to him? He would kill anyone who laid a finger on his Kayla.
"Miguel, get here and bring Jacob with you now!” he barked into the phone.
He promised he would turn the city upside down if he had to.
"Kayla, I will find you… and that's a promise!"
***END OF SAMPLE***
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I really don't know how I got here. I was now a kept woman, the secret affair, the one thing I had told myself I would never be. How could I ever leave when just one look from Stavaros made me weak in the knees?
Italian billionaire Stavaros Caponie was ruthless and fearless when it came to business. He only had one weakness; his caramel, chocolate beauty, Kayla Drummond. He could never let her know how much power she had over him, not to mention, he had an image to uphold. He would only be seen with tall, blonde, picture perfect women in public to please his father. His private life well, that was his private life, and no one else's business. However, what will Rossi do to keep his Bella when she’s determined to no longer remain in the shadows and steps into the light?
TAKE A PEEK INSIDE!
CHAPTER 1
How It Works
Kayla
He held onto her waist and bounced her up and down his hard shaft. The continuous bouncing made her breasts jump and jiggle with each demanding move. Kayla knew it meant he was close to cumming when he started being so rough. With each up and down movement, he let out a deep moan. Suddenly, he grabbed her buttocks and turned her over in one swift move.
"Legs up," he bellowed as he reached for protection and slid it on his shaft. He thrust in and out with one hand covering her already taut nipple. He paused just to place her legs on his neck.
He started pounding and moving rapidly. Her breathing became rigid as she held onto the sheets, while Stavros pounded harder and harder. She screamed as she felt his cum gush through the thin barrier separating them inside her.
Stavros collapsed on top of her, nestled between her neck, and sucked the skin there as he tried to catch his breath.
Kayla had become accustomed to supporting his huge frame. She knew he would eventually roll off, but only when he was good and ready. Why? Because he was Stavros and he did as he pleased. She let out a little gasp when she felt some after tremors as his penis contracted and the last of his cum oozed out.
He finally rolled off. Kayla felt cold and lonely, already missing the warmth of his body as he got off the bed, and headed for the bathroom.
"Hey, Rossi, come back." She said the words, but she knew the answer.
"No, no Cioccolato. You know the rules," he chided as he came back and slapped her ass hard, then chuckled.
Why do I bother, Kayla thought as she felt the tightness in her chest. She mentally scolded herself .Why did she think it would ever be different when it came to Stavros? She knew she was just a booty call to him.
She listened to him sing as he took a shower. He was washing away all the evidence of them fucking, she felt sick.
“Why do you put yourself through this over and over again?” Kayla whispered to herself.
After ten minutes, Stavros came back into the room, dripping wet and smelling good. She watched him get ready. He tossed the white fluffy towel that had the hotels name printed on it elegantly onto the nearby chair. She watched him putting on his perfectly tailored Italian suit and splash on some cologne.
He was tall, well-toned with rippling muscles, and his entire back was covered with tattoos. He had jet black hair, and piercing brown eyes. Stavros commanded respect wherever he went, and women practically threw themselves at him.
It made her shake with rage that he was doing all this to go meet up with some bimbo he felt was more acceptable. Kayla felt angry knowing that she would never be that woman that he was proud to show off or be seen with in public. She had never even been to his actual home. She was just summoned to some hotel whenever he needed someone to fuck. Stavros made sure that she lacked for nothing. All except for the one thing she truly needed… love.
"Won't you let me come with you just this once, Rossi?" Kayla slammed her hand over her mouth when she realized that she had actually said that aloud. Now, she was going to get it.
"How many times do I have to tell you, Kayla? You need to know your place. Do you want me to punish you? Don’t I treat you right, huh!" Stavros said in a thunderous voice. She could see him clenching his jaw as he barked the words at her.
"You do, Stavros,” she said softly. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it…" she trailed off she could feel her throat closing and tears stinging at her eyes.
Kayla quickly got up and wrapped a silk sheet around her body and started heading for the bathroom. As she walked past Stavros his strong arm caught her at the waist and pulled her towards his body.
Stavros brought his face close to Kayla’s, and then he licked her cheek and hissed in her ear.
"Listen, Cioccolato, don't forget your place. Don't make me angry on purpose. Do you understand me? Answer me." He said the words softly, but it wasn't a kind softness. It was intimidating and scary.
"Yes," She managed to squeak.
"Good," he said.
He then pulled her in for a kiss that got more demanding, forcing her lips apart. His other arm grabbed her buttock through the sheet, pulling her closer to him. He was showing her who was boss.
The vibration of his phone on the dresser made him stop and let go of her. Kayla could feel her heart beating fast. Stavros really scared her at times. She stood still, watching Stavros as he walked out of the bedroom. He was done with her now.
"Veronica, I'm on my way, sweetheart. Make sure you wear that dress I got you," Kayla heard him say as he disappeared down the hall. Finally, she heard the door shut and click.
How did I get here, and how was I allowing this man to treat me like his plaything? I was his kept woman. His secret lover, only loved in private. Kayla thought trying to blink away her tears.
She roughly wiped away a lone tear that trailed down her cheek. At the beginning of their relationship she had thought Stavros wanted a real relationship. By the time she realized what he intended them to be, she had been pulled in and Stavros had her under his control.
Kayla sobbed in the shower, she let the water run down her body. She knew she couldn't let this go on any longer. It wasn't healthy.
******
Stavros
Kayla had no idea how much power she had over him, and he wasn't willing to let her know. It's like she had become his drug. He couldn't even fuck other hoes. She had really ruined him.
He loved her chocolate mocha colored skin, and those curly ringlets of black hair that framed her face and went down to her shoulders. He loved to touch her soft, silky hair. Kayla had beautiful big, round eyes. He loved her round bottom and how it jiggled when she was bouncing on top of him. Just thinking of her made him grow hard.
He knew he needed to start treating her better, but he couldn't lose his power. He also couldn't risk losing her. She was his… all his.
Stavros needed to play his cards right. As soon as he had proven to his father that he could control the entire empire, he would finally tell his family that he was in love with a black woman. He just couldn't do it yet and risk losing everything he had worked hard for and deserved.
Stavros chuckled to himself, thinking of how happy Kayla would be the day he told her what she truly meant to him. After that, he would take her along with him everywhere. He just didn't have time for that right now. He needed to prepare himself for a night of boredom with Veronica. Her conversations were always dumb and boring, and she hung on to his arm in desperation, trying to get him to fuck her. Little did she know, he had no desire when he knew he had his Cioccolato willing and waiting for him.
******
Stavros was feeling a little tipsy by the time he got back to the penthouse. He had drunk too much trying to drown out Veronica’s annoying chatter the whole evening, but he knew how to hold his liquor. He was feeling very horny and wanted Kayla bad.
It was well after 2 AM when Stavros entered the penthouse suite at the hotel. It was dark and quiet, and he assumed Kayla was already asleep.
He switched on the side lamp, but the bed was empty and had been made.
Where the hell was Kayla? That's when he saw the piece of paper on the dresser.
Dread and anger started to fill him as he approached the dresser and picked up the sheet of paper. He could see some parts of the paper had tear stains.
Rossi,
I know you are probably going to be seething by the time you finish reading this letter, but understand this wasn't easy for me either. I couldn't continue hurting like this.
I can't keep watching and allowing you to treat me like I'm not good enough. I know that I deserve better. Please, understand that I'm doing this because I love you too much and cannot continue living a lie. I have left and won't be coming back.
I will love you forever.
Your Cioccolato,
Kayla…
Stavros let out a deep roar and sent all the items on the dresser flying onto the floor.
He got his phone out of his pocket and dialed her number. He nearly threw his phone against the wall as he heard Kayla's phone ring right there in the room.
What was she doing? Who did she think she was? She was messing with the wrong man. Didn't she know she belonged to him? He would kill anyone who laid a finger on his Kayla.
"Miguel, get here and bring Jacob with you now!” he barked into the phone.
He promised he would turn the city upside down if he had to.
"Kayla, I will find you… and that's a promise!"
***END OF SAMPLE***
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