Episode 8

When Vincenzo emerged from the shower with only a towel around his waist, his muscular chest on display, Amanda couldn't help but admire the masculine beauty of the man she should hate but who caused her various other emotions, one of which was a desire that made her feel extremely aroused just by looking at him.

"I think it's best if you immediately get out of bed and take a shower because if you keep lying there, looking at me like that, I'm going to end up coming over there and possessing you again," Vincenzo said, already feeling himself getting aroused again as he saw Amanda still completely naked in bed, looking at him as if she wanted to devour him with her beautiful brown eyes.

Upon hearing this, Amanda blushed and quickly covered herself with the silk sheet from the bed, rushing to the bathroom. The worst part was that this was exactly what she wanted him to do, to possess her again. Despite being sore from her first time and Vincenzo being well-endowed, her deceitful body craved to feel the delicious pleasure he had provided her with once again.

Upon reaching the bathroom, she cast aside the sheet and went straight to the shower. As she lathered herself, she realized her body was extremely sensitive and her nipples were erect due to her state of arousal, which even hurt to the touch. While washing her intimate areas, she felt so sore that, despite wanting him, she didn't know if she could handle Vincenzo possessing her again. But she also noticed she was completely wet with excitement.

In the room, Vincenzo now stared fixedly at the red stain on the sheet, which was indisputable proof that he had taken Amanda's virginity. He wouldn't send any maids to dispose of the sheets; he would do it himself because he knew it would be very embarrassing for Amanda if they found out, and all the maids, despite respecting and fearing him, would see him as a scoundrel for deflowering a woman who wasn't his wife.

When Amanda entered the room, wrapped in a towel again, she turned completely red when her eyes followed where Vincenzo's eyes were fixed.

"I was going to dispose of this right away. I don't want the staff to know that the modest young lady couldn't wait until the wedding night to be mine," Vincenzo said, removing the sheets from the bed and throwing them in a corner of the room.

"And don't even dare to say that I forced you because you participated and enjoyed every second we spent in this bed," he said, looking at her with desire, still paralyzed where she stood, wrapped in the towel.

"I wasn't going to say that. I'm woman enough to admit my mistakes," she said, her head held high.

"In both matters, I have to agree with you. Now you really are a woman because I made you one in this bed, and I must confess that nothing gave me more pleasure, although it was a mistake because I intended to wait until marriage to make you mine. But let's admit it, you weren't exactly committed to staying pure. A kiss was enough, and you were already offering yourself in my arms," he said with a sly smile, looking at her.

"You're such a scoundrel. If there's anyone to blame here, it's you. You knew I was inexperienced and used all your seductive power to seduce me. Just don't think you were fantastic. Know that I may have never had sex, but I know how to fake pleasure because I've seen it in several movies, and that's exactly what I did, pretending the whole time and praying for it to end quickly," Amanda said angrily, lying just to wipe that sly and presumptuous smile off his face.

He burst into laughter, mocking her.

"It's true. Your moans of pleasure and the marks of your nails on my back show just how unpleasant it was for you to submit to me," he said, looking at her with a wicked and mocking gaze.

"And look at me, I'm not used to anyone turning their back on me when I'm speaking," he added, irritated.

Amanda immediately turned around, angry.

Know that I was pretending just to finish quickly. Like I said, I may not have had sex before, but I know that moans make a conceited man like you think he's being a stud and finish what he started.

How naive you are to think that I don't know when you had your two orgasms. One when I licked you all over in the bathroom, and another when I f**ked you really good on this bed. I'm not an inexperienced boy like you. I've had sex several times before, and I know very well when a woman is faking it or moaning with pleasure, like in your case.

Amanda blushed with embarrassment. He was right, she really felt immense pleasure in his arms both times he made her climax. That's why she thought it was best to end the conversation.

"And I don't consider myself a stud. I just know how to use my body to satisfy a woman, just like I use hers for my own pleasure," he said, getting up and pouring himself a whiskey from the small bar in the room.