Chapter 27: Lets have sex
editing
Shopping was fast and it didn’t take too long before Isadora was done with it, returning home after sending out the things she had gotten for her sister to her.
By the time she got home she was in a great mood beaming with huge smiles on her face as she headed out of the car leaving Ettore behind and entering the mansion she currently lived in.
Surprised to see enter and see Guila already waiting for her at the front door with a calm expression on her face even though her eyes clearly told a different story.
"I’m a little late!" isadora said even as Guila gently nodded her head.
"Three hours late! It’s already 5pm!" Guila pointed out even as Isadora nodded apologizing again even as she did a mental dance in her head/
’That means there’s only enough time for one more instructor!’ She thought to herself not caring who it was as long as it wasn’t the etiquette instructor a woman she couldn’t stand.
Isadora headed in and Guila followed behind her even as she headed straight to her room with the intention of taking a hot shower and changing her clothes before getting something to eat.
Isadora entered her room before turning to Guila with a questioning expression on her face asking what she wanted and why she hadn’t said it yet.
"You shouldn’t miss any lessons! They’re important!" Guila simply reminded informing her to come down quickly for her etiquette lesson which was the last one for the day.
Isadora solemnly nodded even as Guila left wishing desperately that she had actually spent more time at the mall long enough to miss the lesson.
Isadora went ahead to take her shower and dress up in simpler clothes. Wearing a pair of shorts and a shirt this time around.
Not surprised to get downstairs and see a frown on her instructors face just at the sight of her.
The woman uttering words that matched her stuck up face.
"A lady should always wear elegant attires even in the comfort of her own home!" The woman pointed out with her hands folded in front of her and head lifted up shoulders squared.
She was a middle aged woman with an expression that seemed like a frown had been permanently etched on her face.
Isadora on the other hand simply mentally prepared herself for the torture that was about to follow.
It wasn’t until 7 that she left and Isadora ate heading instantly to her room intending to play games and watch movies before falling asleep.
The last thing she wanted to relieve the embarrassment that she had experienced the previous day.
’I’d spend the next month mentally preparing myself!’ She decided, in no mood to start having to deal with Dante or anything that had to do with his body part.
An hour later she was well aware of when Dante arrived even as she started a new show on the large TV screen in her room that could be lowered to the ground and lifted back to the ceiling with a press of the button.
An hour later she was still giggling watching the end of the second episode as she switched over to the next one.
Two hours later she had settled in on the bed having already ordered some desserts to eat and expectantly waiting for it when she heard a hard knock on her door.
"Enter!" She instantly called out with her eyes focused on t her screen expecting a servant to be carrying the dessert she asked for only to glance at the door and freeze completely taken aback as she watched Dante stroll in, closing the door firmly behind him.
Her eyes widened and doubled in size unable to believe her eyes as she sat up straighter on the bed even as she stared at him as she calmly walked closer to where she half laid down on the bed.
His steps were unhurried. His tall statue was excellent and his visage was magnificent. His white hair matched his pale skin and muscles under the shirt he wore bulged slightly in a way hat would make anyone give it extra attention.
Isadora couldn’t shift her gaze elsewhere even if she wanted to as she stared at him calmly as he made his way over to her stopping right at the foot of the large bed she half laid on.
At first there was silence which Dante appeared to be unconcerned about while Isadora looked confused like she could burst from the tension any second.
Until she could take it no longer and slowly began to speak.
"You-you came to my..."
"I expected you to come but it’s obvious that you had no plans to!" He said even as Isadora’s mouth dropped open in a silent ’what’
No knowing what to say to that even as she watched him settle into silence again the kind that slowly grated on her nerves as she began to speak again.
The intensity of his gaze made it hard for her to form words in her head.
"I-I mean! It was terrible! I bit you!" She pointed out with an alarmed expression on her face as she watched Dante slowly begin to unbutton his shirt as he suddenly changed the topic.
"You met Namira today right? What did you tell her?" He asked asking her a question she had trouble responding to as she watched Dante take off his shirt revealing his muscled arms and chest in a way that made her heart rate pick up and her chest heave.
"I-I didn’t tell her anything!" She responded even as Dante walked towards the side of the bed closer to the side she laid on even as she tightened her fists into the sheets watching him approach.
"You mean...you didn’t mean to tell her anything!" He responded even as he moved closer dropping one knee on the bed until he was right beside her hovering over her with ease even as Isadora had to lift her gaze higher just to meet his gaze.
Her heart in her throat not knowing what to expect.
’Does he want to make a child now?’ She asked her heart pounding louder enough that it was all she could hear as she heard him speak.
"We don’t have to have sex! We can have it artificially inseminated!" He said with a cool and neutral expression on his face as he looked at her.
Isadora’s eyes widening at the suggestion even as she automatically rejected it.
When was she ever going to get the chance to sleep with such an handsome man? She would get bragging rights simply for sleeping with him.
She was nervous but that didn’t mean she would turn down the opportunity for one filled with needles.
Suddenly she schooled her face into a more neutral one as she met his gaze with a determined expression on her face like she had just made up her mind about something.
"Let’s have sex" she yelled him the very next moment. Nothing tied them together but a contract. He would protect her and in exchange she would give him a baby.
The faster she got her head in the game the better. She thought to herself even as her arms trembled ever so slightly as she watched Dante nod in response to her.
"You met Namira today right? What did you tell her?" He asked asking her a question she had trouble responding to as she watched Dante take off his shirt revealing his muscled arms and chest in a way that made her heart rate pick up and her chest heave.
"I-I didn’t tell her anything!" She responded even as Dante walked towards the side of the bed closer to the side she laid on even as she tightened her fists into the sheets watching him approach.
"You mean...you didn’t mean to tell her anything!" He responded even as he moved closer dropping one knee on the bed until he was right beside her hovering over her with ease even as Isadora had to lift her gaze higher just to meet his gaze.
Her heart in her throat not knowing what to expect.
’Does he want to make a child now?’ She asked her heart pounding louder enough that it was all she could hear as she heard him speak.
"We don’t have to have sex! We can have it artificially inseminated!" He said with a cool and neutral expression on his face as he looked at her.
Isadora’s eyes widening at the suggestion even as she automatically rejected it.
When was she ever going to get the chance to sleep with such an handsome man? She would get bragging rights simply for sleeping with him.
She was nervous but that didn’t mean she would turn down the opportunity for one filled with needles.
Suddenly she schooled her face into a more neutral one as she met his gaze with a determined expression on her face like she had just made up her mind about something.
"Let’s have sex" she yelled him the very next moment. Nothing tied them together but a contract. He would protect her and in exchange she would give him a baby.
The faster she got her head in the game the better. She thought to herself even as her arms trembled ever so slightly as she watched Dante nod in response to her.
