Claimed By The Don

Ava p. o. v

I woke up, groaning when I sat up. My neck is sour, it’s hurts like hell, it must be from sleeping on one position for too long. I squint letting my eyes adjust to the sharpness of the sunlight flooding the room, I reach for my phone on the bed side table.

I check the time, its read 3:22pm. I gasped softly, I have been sleeping for three hours straight even after all the sleep I had in the plane, and right now I’m still feeling weak and sleepy. How exhausted am I?

I stood up groggily walking to what I assume is the bathroom, I am still in the loose top and short from the plane ride and I kinda of stink. I really need a shower, I open a door and thankfully it is a bathroom, I walk in and brush my fingers through the large bathtub at the end.

The tub is so large it could contain three adults and there would still be some space, the tub has a Jacuzzi which made it more exciting to bath in it. Quickly I turn on the tap to fill the tub, while I strip from my clothes.

I jump in when the tub is filled and has steams coming out of it, I breath in relief as the hot water massage all my stiff bones. I took my sponge rubbing it against my soothing Aloe vera and nourishing Honey bar soap, I gently scrub my body clean and sat in the water absorbing the hotness of the water.

I climbed down from the tub only when the water is almost cold, I turn on the shower and rinsed myself before wrapping a towel around my chest. I rampage through the bag packed up for me, looking for something light and comfortable to wear. But all have been seeing so far were lace nighties and thongs, what were these people thinking.

Couldn’t they have pack some decent clothes, I groan deeply feeling my face heat up in embarrassment. I continue my search and luckily found a decent dress that stop just above my knees, it hugs my body causing my little to no curves to show.

After I am clothed, I marched downstairs as my stomach made a rumble, remaining me that I’ve not feed it since morning. I walk into the kitchen only to see Tricia and Dario sucking on each other’s face, I pretend to gag and they both broke apart.

“Get a room guys.” I wore a fake disgusted face, Tricia push at Dario who reluctantly let go of her. Dario smirk at me when he saw my face.

“Oh really, like Vincenzo would keep his hands off you when he gets here.” He wink at me, I rolled my eyes at him and went to seat on a stool beside the counter.

My heart made a flip when I thought about having sex with Vince, and to top it all, it’s going to be my first. I’ve read in stories and heard girls talking about their first time, and how painful it is.

Will he gentle or rough? either way I think it’s going to be painful.

My mind runs a mile per second, thinking about it. I know for a fact that Vince would surely want to have sex with me when he gets here, I’ve noticed he’s been handsy with me. As ridiculous as it may sound and as impossible as it is, I secretly wish we could skip the first time and move over to the second time.

It’s not that I don’t want to have sex with Vince or I’m not attracted to him, I’m attracted to him in every aspect and I want him so badly, I find myself wondering how come I could feel this strong emotion for someone.

I’m just scared.

I rub at my temple as I felt a migraine forming, this is just so overwhelming.

I watch as Tricia place a plate of pancakes in front of me, I gave her a grateful smile and immediately dig in. Dario let out a mocking laugh as I devour the pancakes like a starved prisoner, I shrug at him not caring to slow down.

My phone chimed, I paused my eating and quickly reach for my phone. I sigh in disappointment when I saw it was just a notification from Facebook, I had been worried since we left the reception yesterday. I still have not heard from Vince, I wonder what is going on, I just hope he’s safe and sound.

I mentally hit my head, this is Vince we are talking about. He can’t easily get hurt, he’s  freaking second God on Earth, everything works according to what he wants and how he wants it. So to be worried over him is pointless, but I still can’t stop myself from worrying.

“Don’t worry, he’s fine, okay?” Tricia said, she must have noticed my change of mood, I nod and went back to my food.

“So where exactly are we, I know we are in some private island but in what country or place.” I asked Tricia as we do the dishes, I really need to know where we are because we were in a fucking plane for hours.

For Christ sake, it was a really long trip.

“We are in Italy.” Tricia respond and giggle at my surprise face.

What the actual fuck.

Italy is at the top list of countries I planned on visiting, why the hell did I waste a whole day sleeping when I could go exploring this beautiful country.

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I’m going crazy right now, I’m so damn happy. I turn to Tricia and grip her hand stopping her from doing anything, she stare at me slightly shock but as excited as I am.

“First thing tomorrow morning we are going exploring.” I grinned.

“Planning on it, I thought I was going to drag your ass out but that isn’t the case now, is it?” She chirped excitedly.

I am so happy right now that I couldn’t stay still, I still can’t believe I’m in my dream country. I’ve heard so much about Italy, about their foods, beautiful sights, expensive and breath taking hotel and much more.

I left Tricia in the kitchen to do the rest of the cleaning, I went to my room and search for a decent dress to wear tomorrow. Because as early as 6am I would be ready to leave for the sightseeing.