My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 12 "Confrontation" Read Online Free PDF Page B

some money, holding it out for me to take. “Tell him
he did a fantastic job, and that I wouldn’t mind going for another round in an
hour.” He leaned over the couch, waving the money at me. “Go on, take it. I’ve
popped in a little extra since he swallowed.”
    “Stop lying!” I yelled, ignoring
the handicapped man’s cry.
    “Why would I lie?” Matteo batted
his eyelashes.
    “Because you hate me.”
    “Really? I didn’t know that, thanks
for telling me,” he said, his voice thick with sarcasm. He threw the money on the
floor. “And one more thing; when Thierry sucks your cock next, just think about
all the cocks he’s had in that lovely mouth of his.” Matteo started laughing.
“Hey, maybe that’s why you were scratching like crazy yesterday. He gave you an
STD.”
    I stormed towards him, beyond
furious. Matteo leapt off the couch and went into an attack stance, the glare
on his face telling me he wanted to rip me to shreds. Lucan pushed out of his
seat and ran for Christo’s room, screaming for my brother. Ignoring him, I moved
around the couch, having had enough of Matteo. I no longer cared about my
promise not to touch him, because no one spoke to me like that and got away
with it.
    “You will pray for my forgiveness
once I’m done with you, demon,” I said.
    “No, you will pay for raping me.”
    Knowing I needed to act fast, I
rushed at him. He whipped his leg around, kicking me in the side of the head. Yelling
out, I stumbled to my right. A different kick connected with my stomach, sending
me crashing into an armchair. Winded, I raised my hands to defend myself,
Matteo looking like he was going in for the kill.
    A blurred figure bashed into him,
knocking him to the floor. Matteo yelled out as my brother landed on top of
him. Looking in pain, Christo pushed to his feet, his health growing worse by
the day. “I told you not to touch my brother!” he yelled at Matteo.
    Matteo jumped up, his anger now
directed at Christo. “He attacked me first!”
    Christo’s eyes shot to me. “Is this
true?”
    “He attacked me with words,” I
said, wrapping my arms around my sore stomach.
    “I don’t care what he says. If you threw
the first punch then it’s your fault. So, stay away from him or I’ll be the one
attacking you!” Christo spun around and stormed back into his room, slamming
the door shut.
    My gaze moved to Matteo. He was
grinning at me, as though he’d won a battle. I pushed to my feet and ran a hand
over my crotch, wanting to beat him at his own game. “Your ass was so tight.”
    His smile dropped. He took a
threatening step forward, looking primed to kill.
    I lifted my chin. “Attack me, demon,
and Christo will punish you far worse than the few angry words he gave me.”
    Matteo clenched and unclenched his
hands, giving me the impression he was contemplating risking it.
    I continued, “Though, I do regret one
thing about taking you.”
    “What? ” he snapped.
    Even though I was in pain, I smiled.
“I really should’ve worn a condom. Maybe that’s why I was scratching. You gave
me an STD instead of Thierry.”
    “I did not!”
    “Does that mean you’re disease
free?”
    “Yes! Unlike you. ”
    “No, I’m pure. So, how about you
pull down your pants and bend over for me.”
    Looking disgusted, he stepped back.
“You’re a pervert who only thinks about sex.”
    “Wrong. I think about love, and
right now, I wouldn’t mind filling you with some. I never got to come inside of
you the other day, since my brother so rudely interrupted me.”
    “You’re taunting me so I hit you
first.”
    “As you taunted me. So, unless you drop
your pants, leave me in peace. I don’t feel like playing your childish games.”
    “No, I was here first, so you leave.”
He walked over to the couch and sat down.
    “You really are a child.” I headed
past him, bypassing my bedroom.
    “Where are you going?” Matteo
asked.
    I placed my hand on Alessandro’s
door handle. “I might get a