《Property Of Vittore Martinelli ✓》41
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I pulled the small white skirt that was supposed to be covering my ass lower. I swear when Lily says slutty, she means slutty. My hair was in a ponytail, my curly bags falling on my forehead. I rolled my shoulders, trying to adjust the tight black tank that pushed my chest up higher and showed off my curves.
Sighing, I gave up and just leaned against the pillar outside the building where Lesedi was supposed to meet me. All I could think of was the look Vittore gave me when he saw what I was wearing. At first, he had just froze and his eyes run down my body in a way that made me want to squirm but then his brows creased in anger and he turned away and left.
That was the last I'd seen of him since the three hour drive here. Lily and Alexa had woken me up at 4 in the freaking morning to get here. I hadn't even slept for that long but I had enough energy to continue with the rest of my day.
I yawned, completely bored with all this waiting. I closed my eyes and tried to get some peace. Is been a while since I meditated honestly. Last I remember, I was at the top of the mall's roof, just before Vittore found me and the idiot chicken guy who probably saved me some bruising.
"I'm sorry Mr. Khumalo but Khloe is unavailable today. Her grandmother died and she went for her funeral last week but over here is Katie. She was brought in from one of the country clubs up north a few days ago and everyone says she's just a peach."
I stood up straighter and forced a polite smile on my face as Lesedi and the older man who I guessed run most of the course walked up to me. Lesedi wasn't actually that bad looking. High cheekbones and a slim figure, he did look like a ladies man.
"Hi Mr. Khumalo. I'm Katie Johnson," I chirped in an American accent. Lesedi's eyes wondered over my form and there was no mistaking the eagerness that slipped into his posture and unlike Vittore, his presence disgusted me to the core.
"All is good Micheal. I'll take Katie," he said patting the older man on the back. He smiled at me and I smiled back.
"No problem Mr. Khumalo. Katie? Get a cart and be on your way," Micheal said, all too eager to get Lesedi going.
"Sure thing. If you'd just follow me Mr. Khumalo," I waved him over and turned, making my way to the cart they'd given me. Lesedi followed behind me and I gave an extra sway to my hips just incase.
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I got in the golf cart with him not far behind and off we went.
"I had already packed everything you need Mr. Khumalo. If you have any issue, just tell me and I'll have it fixed as fast as I can," I said happily. I seriously had to keep this up for an hour?
"How old are you Katie?"
"I just turned 17 last week sir," I said parking at our first stop and sliding out of the cart, noticing how his eyes lingered on my thighs. Fucking pedophile.
I pulled out the bag with his clubs and we went to the starting point. I did whatever a caddy girl does which I had no clue on. I was just winging it but Lesedi didn't seem to tell so I just continued with it. Every time he'd get a hole in one, I'd cheer and hold his fore arm, squeezing tightly and letting go.
And boy did he notice.
The hour was getting done faster than I'd imagined and Lesedi was getting handsier by the minute. When he smacked my ass I had the sudden urge to screw the whole plan and kill him myself but I'd noticed another guy following from a distance, probably his guard. That gave me an idea.
"Uh... Mr. Khumalo sir?" I asked timidly, inching closer to him so our bodies touched. I needed a full body scrub after this.
"Yes Katie?" he whispered bringing his face closer to mine.
"There's thins guy who's been following us this whole time and I don't like it," I whispered a quiver in my voice. Lesedi chuckled and I pouted.
"He's just my guard," the smug idiot answered. I backed up a little and looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes.
"Your guard? You need a guard? You must be very important," I said picking a curl from my ponytail and twisting it around my finger.
"I am. I work with some very dangerous men."
"You do?" I asked holding onto his arm and forcing him to look at me. By the way his gaze lowered to my chest, I knew I had him. "Don't you ever get scared?"
"I'm as tough as steel my little chocolate drop."
His little what? The fuck kinda nickname is that?
"Chocolate drop?" I asked with a light hearted giggle.
"Yes. Hey... what do you say we get out of here?" Lesedi asked pulling me to the cart.
"But you haven't finished," I said as a whine as I let him drag me.
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"Next time we'll finish but for now, I want us to go do something fun..."
Lesedi got in the driver's seat and started the golf cart, driving as fast as it could, back to the hotel area. His hand landed on my thigh and the urge to peel it off and burn it was strong but I left it there. No matter how uncomfortable I was, it had to stay there.
We went back to the hotel and he pulled me through the fancy lobby to the elevator. All the while I was giggling and asking him where we were going but he kept his lips sealed. We got to the elevator and he eagerly pressed the button and we waited. I sure hoped Alexa was ready.
When the elevator doors swung open, four people, a family walked out laughing with each other and for a second, déjà vu hit me square in the face before I was pulled inside the elevator and the doors shut. A second later, Lesedi pressed his body against mine on the side of the wall.
He moved his lips closer and I moved my head away, laughing lightly.
"Mr. Khumalo, we can't do this," I said playfully pushing him away yet all I wanted to was kick him in the balls.
"And why not?" He asked moving in for another kiss which I dodged.
"Because we're in an elevator," I purred and run a hand down his chest. "If we got to your room I'd be more than willing."
That was all it took to have him off me and pulling me in the direction in the room I prayed Alexa was in. We passed two guards at the front and he nodded at them and they left. When we got in, there were two more and he nodded for them to get out which they did.
Once the door was closed, my back was pushed against it and Lesidi's hand went straight for the skin under my skirt. I pushed him away, this time more forcefully and he came back at me with more strength than I anticipated, slapping me across the face.
Something behind us dropped. We both turned to see Alexa in a maid's costume picking up a lamp.
"What the fuck are you doing here?!" Lesedi snapped and she faked stuttering while I inched away from the angry man, grabbing a random decoration and hitting him on the head with it. I moved to the side as his body fell backwards and sighed in relief when I noticed he was out cold.
I looked at the weapon in my hand. It was some sort of sleek round vase. I dropped it to the ground and it rolled somewhere. My cheek stung and I was sure the imprints of his fingers would be seen in a few minutes.
"Well you took your damn time," I murmured to Alexa who looked a little shocked.
"Are you ok? she asked and I looked at her with a weird look.
"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" I said meandering around Lesedi's body so I could pick him up.
"Well... you got it and almost sexually assaulted," Alexa stated the obvious.
"I know. Not the first time and definitely not the last so could you please help me with this guy before Vittore rolls around or he wakes up?" I asked motioning to Lesedi.
Alexa looked sad and shocked for a second before she snapped out of her daze and helped me lift his body to a chair and trie him up with strips of the bed sheets we'd just torn. He stirred when I was tying his legs so I guessed he'd wake up soon enough.
The door opened and Maddox walked in. He looked at me then Lesedi who we had tied up.
"Well you work fast," he said and I shrugged. It wasn't really that hard of a job. Lesedi just wanted something to stick his dick into.
"Did you get hit?" Maddox asked, reaching to turn my face to the side but I slapped his hand away.
"Don't touch me," I snapped, not in the mood to have yet another set of hands on my body.
"Sorry."
I rolled my eyes and turned away from him.
"I'm just going to take a leak..." Maddox said unsurely and left the room, trying to find the bathroom. I noticed Alexa on her phone and her brows creased in anger and worry.
"I'll be back," she said and too walked out teh room so it was now just me and Lesedi who was slowly waking up. I smiled and moved closer until I was in his vision.
"Hey there Lesedi. You're about to feel a lot of pain. And I mean a lot. Brace yourself my little chocolate drop. Things only get harder from here."
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