Chapter 3: Going Home Part 2

Anna examined him, disguising her admiration. He was tall, his hair was starting to gray discreetly on the sides, his eyes were blue, he was very handsome, and he didn't look his age at all. He also stared at her in admiration for a few minutes, before smiling and showing Anna that his smile was also perfect.

“I didn't expect to see you here...”

“Would you rather I waited for you in the bedroom? I can go back there.” She said bravely. She knew she was facing the most dangerous man alive, and he seemed to appreciate her proposal.

“I didn't know you'd already changed, that's what I should have said.” He said, looking at her amused.

Anna looked at his hand. He was carrying a bottle of liquor.

“Are you going to let me drink it?” She asked, pointing at the bottle with her chin.

He looked at his own hand and then at her again and his eyebrow arched.

“Do you want to?”

“I think it would be easier for me...”

“What would be easier? When they sent me reports about you, they didn't mention that you drank...”

“I never drank.” She hurried to say. She wanted him to understand quickly that it would be a sacrifice for her to lie with him.

And Allister understood. He wouldn't be the head of the mafia if he didn't understand these intentions. And he thought it was funny. He went over to the coffee table, where there was a set of six small glasses and an ashtray and filled one of the glasses and drank, placing the bottle on the table, before turning to her.

“I want you to be aware of everything that's going to happen between us, Anna. I've dreamt about it too much to accept that you're in a state of numbness... You'll understand later, and then, if you want to drink... There are lots of bottles of liquor in the cellar. You can help yourself.”

“Is there anything I can do to save you from that?” Anna asked and saw the man's countenance harden. She flinched when he said coldly.

“Go back to your room and wait for me there.”

Anna hurried up the stairs to her room. Her heart raced at her audacity. That man was the nightmare of many young women, friends of hers, who told stories of his evil deeds, done to people for far less than what she had just done. She had hurt his manhood. That wasn't her intention, but she knew that's how he must be thinking. She felt like locking the room. She controlled herself and sat on the bed to await her fate. It took him a few hours and that made her even more anxious. Anna kept imagining all the ways he could hurt her, and she was still scared because of the pain her friends said they felt when they first had sex.

Allister entered the room, it was almost eleven o'clock at night. Anna was hungry, thirsty, anxious and tired, but she stood up as soon as he stopped in front of her and waited.

She could smell his perfume. It was pleasant. He raised his hand and made her stand with her back to him. Anna felt warm, surprisingly soft hands touch her arms and caress her, before she felt his breath on the top of her head. He pushed her long hair away and kissed her neck. Anna felt her whole body shudder and respond to that contact, as if this was what she had been waiting for all along. As if this was what she wanted. She felt him slowly remove the straps of her dress and it fell to her feet. She liked what she felt and was surprised that she was enjoying it. He turned her towards him again and, pulling her by the nape of the neck, bent down and kissed her lips. A calm, patient kiss, like someone tasting a delicious fruit. He laid her down slowly on the bed and Anna felt him take a deep breath and look at her. He was standing there staring at her in amazement. He got up and left the room. And in the days that followed, she often found herself longing for him to come and repeat that sweet agony. Always with the hope that this time he would finish what he had started. It couldn't be just that. What she didn't know, and didn't care to know either, was that her whispers and anxious pleas for him, when she was unconscious, delirious in her dreams, were being heard by the owner of blue eyes just like All's, but younger, through a small room next to that bedroom.