Page 26 of Diablo
“Okay, I’m ready to hear your story,” I hum, walking her to my bed to sit down. I sit next to her, looking at her.
“Yes, I was engaged to marry when I met you, and I cheated on him. I never was his, but I was engaged.
The feelings that you invoked were overwhelming and strong, so I fucked you all night.
I don’t regret it.
When I got back, I tried to call it off, but my Dad demanded that I marry Roberto.
In fact, I was going to marry Roberto at my Dad’s insistence because he needs Roberto to fund his election campaign.
Roberto is rich and handsome, so I went along, feeling like it was going to be good.
I realized that I didn’t feel anything for Roberto when I met you.
Then, last night, I decided to tell Dad that I’m not going to marry Roberto. He got furious, and that’s when he grabbed my arm. He threatened to kill me and told me that he had killed Mom. Also, Roberto decided to move the wedding date to today without consulting me. I was upset, scared, and trapped.
Today, after the bridal assistant finished helping me to get ready, I decided to tell Dad that I didn’t ever want to see him again. I walked to his office and stopped at the door when I heard Roberto’s and Dad’s voices.
Roberto was telling Dad that he was lucky that I was marrying him because he needed an heir, but after, he would sell me off or kill me. Dad told him that he didn’t care because I was not his daughter and that I was adopted. Dad said that Mom told him that her sister couldn’t take care of me, so they adopted me. That hurt so much and I ran from the house. I didn’t think of changing or getting my stuff. So that’s why I was at the gas station in the stupid wedding dress,” Athena sniffles, wiping the tears from her face.
“Fuck! Your Dad is David J. Benson, the Folsom Mayor. Tell me Roberto’s full name,” I hiss, lowering my eyes. I wait anxiously to learn the fuckers full name.
“Roberto Mazza,” Athena says, biting her lip.
Fuck!
This is fucking surreal!
“Roberto Mazza! Damn. So, what do you want to do,” I ask, raising my brow?
“I want you. I want to give us a chance,” Athena whispers, gazing into my eyes.
“Okay, I want the same thing, but in my world, in the MC lifestyle, we have an Old Lady. I want you to be my Old Lady,” I hum, moving my hand to push back a lock from her face.
I rest my hand on her cheek, running my finger over her lips. I don’t think that I will ever have my fill of her; I know it in my soul.
“Okay, but I do want a wedding when we’re ready,” Athena says, biting my finger.
Fuck me!
“Baby, I’ll marry you when you’re ready because I’m ready now,” I hum, wrapping my arm around her waist.
“Okay, I’m ready, but we can plan our wedding,” Athena hums, turning up her lips.
“Baby, I’m totally in. Now let me take off this fucking dress,” I growl, grabbing the dress and I pull it hard.
The material tears down the middle exposing her beautiful tits.
“Fuck! Baby, I’m so hungry for you,” I grunt, taking off the dress and tossing it on the floor.
“Thor, I need you.”
I don’t fucking wait to talk more; I need to be balls deep inside her tight pussy.
“Baby, tell me that your pussy is only mine,” I hum, sucking her nipple into my mouth.
Athena moans, grabs my head, moving her hands to my jeans.
