Angela pushed him away weakly. “That’s enough people are watching”. “They are servants, who cares?” He breathed hotly against her face. Angela's heart pounded in her chest, she prayed silently that Damon won’t see them like this. She kept looking over Antonio's shoulder to the other side of the mansion. “I hope Damon won’t see this”. She mumbled and tried to walk, suddenly her thighs ached and her muscles went sore. She stopped nervously in total confusion. What is that? Why is this happening now? If I walk in a weird way, I will draw attention towards me and Antonio will definitely ask questions. Just then Antonio swept her up and carried her in his arms. “Wait…what are you doing?” She gasped loudly in shock. “At this point I thought you should have gotten used to this, Freckles”. She could feel the eyes of the servants and maids on her, and she felt self-conscious about the way she was being carried, like a child. “I can walk by myself, just put me down please this is embarrassing”. She whispered, praying so hard that they wouldn't bump into Damon. “Why is it embarrassing? Do you have a crush on any..” “No! I don’t”. Angela snapped nervously and leaned into him, hiding away her face in his chest. Antonio felt Angela's body relax against him, and he smirked. Trying to hide from your secret love huh? How dumb are you Freckles? You are the only brunette I have been with, seeing your hair is a give away. He led her into his master room and opened the door, Angela pulled her face out from his chest. She looked around her in shock and surprise. “Your..your room?” He set her down gently on the bed. “Why.. your room?” Angela asked again, sitting up trying to get hold of the pains all over her, it’s like they all came back like a flesh wound. “Isn't it obvious? I am horny, I need to fuck you”. Antonio replied and started undressing. Angela's heart raced against her chest heavily. No not now, my body is sore and Damon must have left marks, they are still fresh and all red, she thought. How can I convince him? “What’s the matter?” He asked with a brow raised. “I..can’t do it”. Angela muttered. He brushed a finger on her cheeks then her under eye, slowly to her dry lower lip. “You seem weak and tired, are you feeling alright?” Antonio asked, playing clueless. Angela’s eyes widened, alerted. “Yes..why..do you ask?” “Tell me where you were last night”. He straightened and took a cigar, side glancing at her. Angela was battling with herself, what is she going to say? She avoided his gaze, eyes downcast. “I..I…went to a friend’s house”. Antonio released a cloud of smoke with his neck tilted backwards. “Without informing me how interesting. So you went to Dorris' house?” Angela looked up at him shocked. How did he know about Dorris? Did the twins tell him that too? “Ye..yes”. She stuttered. A nerve kicked in him, he arched his brows, for some reason he hated that she was trying to cover it up. “Well. I will call her now to ask her”. He mouthed and took out his phone. “What? Why? Don’t you trust me? And how did you get her number?” Angela rasped. Antonio glanced at her, then back to his phone. “How I get her number is not your business, don’t I trust you? (he glanced at her through his side eye and scoffed) A woman who knows all sizes of dicks and bragged about it, no I don’t trust you Freckles, who knows who you are with last night”. Angela's heart raced uncontrollably. “What.. what are you saying?” Antonio rolled his eyes and pulled her up with one powerful hand. He took her to his wall mirror. From the back, he held her hands together behind her with one hand and his other hand slid to her face. He held her jaw, making her stare at her reflection. “Look at your face Freckles, I know a lot about women, you look like someone who was with a man last night, a marathon sex, that’s why you don’t have the strength for me, you are exhausted from consistent banging”. Angela was dumbfounded, the shower and drug didn’t do any justice to her looks. However she can’t just give in like this. “Are you calling me a whore?” She turned to him and snapped angrily. He grinned at her. “Exactly”. Antonio replied. Angela wanted to get angry and argue but will it help? What difference does it make? “I will prove to you that nothing happened”. She got out of the bed, she tried to walk normally to the bed but ended up leaping. “Didn’t she take her drugs?” Antonio thought about fighting the urge to ask her that but it will only expose him. “How far is she willing to protect that bastard? Knowing she is doing this to cover it all up makes me so angry (He closed his eyes) I shouldn’t be offended by this. Who cares about her feelings for that fool. If she wants to prove nothing happened then I will ram her ass to my satisfaction”. He grinned and pulled the cigar out of his mouth. “Very well, I guess you are strong enough to handle me”. He approached her on the bed. Angela nodded. “To prove there was no man with me yesternight”. He gazes down at her with a wicked grin like a predator. Angela could feel that tension surrounding them. “That’s great because I can’t wait any longer, my pants are so tight, I can’t wait to fuck your pussy wild, Freckles”. He unzipped, his erection sprung up tall and huge, jolting and throbbing. Angela swallowed at the sight, just then he pushed her on the bed. Angela’s heart skipped a beat that instance. Antonio’s hand gripped and pulled her hair, she winced and cried in pain. “What’s that? Are you already giving up?” Angela advised herself to be strong, she stopped wincing and pressed her lips tight. “Set that slutty hip for me” She pressed her chest on the ground and lifted her hips as high as they can go. Feverishly she pulled her lace panties down for him to penetrate. Antonio stared at a clear view of her feminine core, it looked so sore that he wondered how tough he had been last night, bite marks and all. Her body was shaking feverishly. “Fuck, why am I not going ahead with this? I shouldn’t care if she is going to bleed to death, fuck. I cancelled an important appointment for this, then did nothing?” He cursed and stared down at his throbbing shaft, then back to Angela’s vibrating body. Angela was praying because he has been silent since she was out into this position. Why is he suddenly quiet and doing nothing? Could it be that I have been found out? What will be my fate? The door slammed shut. Surprised Angela gasped and turned around, only to find the room empty. “He..he left?”