Checkmate.

Chapter 41- Compliment

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DANTE'S POV

"What am I going to do with you?" I smirk as Aaron finally comes to. After we left the club, I dropped Zaria off at the dorm, before coming to the warehouse.

"Where am I?" He drowsily asked. "Doesn't really matter. You won't be leaving." I walk over to my table of torture toys picking up a knife, walking back over to him.

"You've been a real pain in my ass. Stealing shipments, injuring my men, and for what? Look where it's led you." I slice across his cheek and he screams out in pain. "You'll get a cut for every fucking penny you stole. But I won't let you die, no, thats too easy."

I yank his head back and glare into his eyes. "I will make you wish you were dead." I release his head, placing my knife back down. "Don't do anything stupid, or I'll make your death even more painful than I'd planned. I add on shutting the door to his cell.

"Feed him enough to keep him allowed." I mutter to the guard outside his door. "If he dies, you die." "Yes boss."

I get a call from Ria, and my lips curve upward as I answer. "Missing me already sweetheart?"
"No, I am not. I just, can't sleep. That's all. Where are you?" I pause before answering. "I'm on my way back, I had to handle something."

She hums in response before the call falls silent. "Zaria?" "Yes- yes I'm here." Something in her voice shifts, she sounds breathless. "I'm on my way back." "Ok." I hang up, taking larger steps to my car.

What are you up to Ria?

ZARIAS POV

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"Does that feel good sweetheart?" Dante groans huskily in my ear as he continues to plow into me. "Yes! Dante it feels so good."-

"Fuck." I jolt awake  for the 5th time before sighing, letting my head fall back on my pillow. I've been trying to sleep since Dante left... and I can't get him out my fucking head. This isn't like me.. having.. wet dreams?

I thought calling him would clear my head a little.. but hearing his voice made the ache in between my legs worse. Trying to ease the ache in between my legs, I reach my hand down into my underwear circling my clit. I close my eyes imagining that it was Dante. What am I doing?

I squirm as I speed up my movements. I pull my top down, playing with my tits. All I could hear was Dante's voice, I could imagine his hands roaming over my body. "Fuck Dante," I moan quietly as I feel my orgasm approaching. Suddenly, I feel my shorts being pulled down. I gasp, looking down at Dante, who is on his knees between my legs.

I didn't even hear him come in.

"Playing with yourself while you're moaning my name sweetheart?" He teases kissing my thighs. "I- it- well." I stutter over my words as he lets a chuckle past his lips, standing over me.

"Did it feel good? Playing with yourself while imagining it was me?" My face heats up and I look away. This is embarrassing. "I'm not answering that." I whisper out, trying to fix my top.

"No point in being shy Ria, I know you aren't as innocent as you pretend to be." He pinches my nipple and I bite my lip to stop a moan from escaping. He bends down whispering in my ear. "I can make you feel good, all you have to do is ask amor."

I close my eyes as his hands travel up and down my body, before resting on my waist. "Just ask. I know you want to." I feel his lips kissing behind my ear.