My Fiancé Slapped Me and Lost Me To His Billionaire Nemesis

Aria's POV Rhys smiled like a snake. His eyes were mean. The officers stood behind him. I felt sick. Dante moved fast. He pushed me behind him. "She is not going anywhere with you." Rhys laughed. "She has to, The law says so." But then a loud alarm went off in the hall. BEEEP! BEEEP! BEEEP! Red lights flashed. Everyone looked around, confused. "Fire alarm!" someone yelled. People started running. The officers got distracted. Rhys looked mad. Dante grabbed my hand. "Now!" he said. We ran. We ran down a different hall. We pushed through a door and we were outside., Cold night air hit my face. A black car waited. The engine was running. Dante pushed me inside and jumped in. The car sped away. I looked back. Rhys was standing in the doorway, shouting. Then he was gone. I breathed hard. My heart beat so fast. "Where are we going?" I asked. "Somewhere safe," Dante said. He looked out the window. "Somewhere he will not look." We drove for a long time. The city lights disappeared. Then I saw the ocean. The moon made the water look silver. The car stopped at a big house right on the sand. It was dark and quiet. "Whose house is this?" I whispered. "Mine," Dante said. "No one knows about it." We got out. The air smelled like salt, I heard waves crashing. Dante unlocked the door and we went inside. The house was big and empty. There were big windows that showed the ocean. The floor was wood, It felt calm here. I stood in the living room. I shook. All the scary things of the day hit me. Dante came close. He put his hands on my arms. "You are safe now, Aria." I looked up at him. His face was serious. His eyes were dark. I believed him. But I was not just scared. I was angry. Angry at Rhys, Angry at my family, Angry at everything. And I wanted to feel something else. I wanted to feel strong. I looked at Dante. I thought about the last night. How he took control. But now... now I wanted to. I stepped closer to him. I put my hands on his chest. He felt warm and hard. "Aria?" he said, surprised. I did not answer with words. I kissed him. I pushed my mouth against his. It was not a soft kiss. It was a hungry kiss. He made a low sound. His arms wrapped around me. He kissed me back. His tongue pushed into my mouth. But I pulled back. I looked into his eyes. "My turn," I said. His eyes got wide. Then he smiled a little. "Your turn for what?" "To take control," I said. I pushed him. He let me push him. He walked backward until his legs hit the big, soft sofa. He sat down. I stood in front of him. I pulled my dress off over my head. I let it fall to the floor. I was just in my bra and panties. His eyes moved over my body. They looked hot. I went to him. I climbed onto his lap, my knees on either side of his hips. I sat on him. I could feel how hard he was through his pants. I leaned down and kissed his neck. I bit him softly. He gasped. "Aria," he growled. "Shhh," I said. I kissed his jaw. I kissed his mouth. My hands went to his shirt. I pulled it open. Buttons popped off. I did not care. I pushed the shirt off his shoulders. His chest was bare. I ran my hands over it. His skin was hot. I could feel his heart beating fast. I leaned down and put my mouth on his chest. I licked his skin. I tasted salt. I moved my mouth lower. I kissed his stomach, His muscles tightened. My hands went to his belt, I unbuckled it. The sound was loud in the quiet room. I unbuttoned his pants. I pulled down the zipper. I reached inside. I touched him. He was so hard and hot in my hand. He let out a shaky breath. I looked up at him. "You like this?" I asked. "Yes," he said. His voice was rough. I stroked him, slow at first, then faster. His eyes closed. His head fell back. Then I stopped. I stood up. I took off my bra and my panties, I stood naked in front of him. The moonlight came through the windows. It lit my skin. "Look at me," I said. He opened his eyes. He looked at me. His eyes were dark and full of fire. I got back on his lap. This time, I did not wait. I took him in my hand. I guided him to me. I positioned myself right at his entrance. I looked into his eyes. Then I lowered myself onto him, Slowly. He was big. He stretched me open. It burned, but it was a good burn. I went down, down, until he was all the way inside me. We both moaned. The feeling was so much. I was so full. I put my hands on his shoulders. I started to move. I lifted myself up, then slid back down. Up and down. Slow at first. His hands grabbed my hips. But he did not push. He let me move. He let me control it. It felt amazing. Every time I slid down, it hit a spot deep inside me that made my toes curl. Pleasure started to build, low in my belly. I moved faster. My breath came in gasps. His hands tightened on my hips. His eyes watched me. He looked like he was in heaven. "You feel so good," I whispered. "You are so beautiful," he said back. "Watching you... is the hottest thing I have ever seen." His words made me feel powerful. I moved harder, faster. The sofa squeaked under us. The sound mixed with our breathing. I could feel my finish coming. That tight coil was winding up again. But this time, I was not scared. I was in charge. I reached between us. My fingers found that sensitive nub. I rubbed it in fast circles. That was all it took. My body exploded. Pleasure shot through me like lightning. I cried out, my body shaking. I clenched around him, over and over. Feeling me finish made him lose control. With a loud groan, he thrust up into me. He held me tight as his own finish hit him. I felt him pulse deep inside me. We stayed like that for a long time. Breathing hard, Stuck together. Slowly, the feelings faded. I went limp against his chest. He held me. His hands stroked my back. We did not speak. The only sound was the ocean outside. After a while, I got up. My legs were weak. Dante fixed his pants. We both got dressed again. He went to the kitchen and got water. We drank it. "What happens now?" I asked. "Now, we rest," he said. "Tomorrow, we make a plan." He showed me to a bedroom. It had a big bed that faced the ocean. I got into bed. Dante got in beside me. He pulled me close, I felt safe. I was almost asleep when I heard a sound. It was not the ocean. It was a creak like a floorboard. Then another. Someone was in the house.