EroticReverie

Bella Rose 

It’s been a week since the funeral and now I was living with a complete stranger on the other side of the world. A complete stranger who also happened to be the closest thing to family I had left and was cold as ice apparently. 

I only had to be here for two months. Then my inheritance would be mine. I’d be eighteen and free to go. Go where though? I didn’t have anyone to go to. 

I explore the inside of my “room”. Which is basically an apartment within my godfathers massive mansion. I’m not stupid. He clearly put me here for a reason. Probably to keep me out of his hair. It’s a good thing I wasn’t expecting to have a warm and fuzzy relationship with him , otherwise I’d have been terribly disappointed. 

I was angry with my mother when she’d told me of her secret affair. But seeing Vaughn Vitale , I guess I understood how a woman could be drawn to him. I’d seen pictures of him before, most of them from when my parents and him were younger. He was a good looking guy.  Who had somehow only gotten better looking with age. He was in good shape , tall and handsome. He had the start of salt and pepper hair , and had been sporting some scruff on his face right along with what seemed to be a permanent scowl. I could see how even being as cold as he was, how my mother might have been intrigued. Because everyone likes the bad boy. I wasn’t sure exactly what Vaughn Vitale did for a living. But having guard dogs and human guards for security , I can’t imagine he’s the most honorable man in the world. 

I should probably just stay in my room, avoid him for the two months I’m here and keep to myself and out of his way and out of his life, because he clearly doesn’t want me here. But, I’m not good at sitting still and this mansion will take days to explore. 

I’d asked his guards how many people lived here. But Vaughn Vitale had no kids, no wife and lived alone. It was sad to think of a person living in this giant ass mansion all alone. But I suppose some people preferred solitude and being left to themselves. 

After hanging some of my things in the giant closet in the upstairs level of my room, I leave the room through the second level and begin my nosy little adventure of looking through the house. I open each door , to other bedrooms , fully furnished and well kept. Not a speck of dust. Why bother furnishing them if nobody uses them? Why have a mansion this size for one fucking man? 

There’s a large two door entry and when I open it my eyes light up as I’m greeted with a library. Like my room, it goes down to the first floor , and not only the first floor but rises up, taking up the entire height of the mansion. There’s a large stained glass window dome at the top that mutes the sunshine coming through , but it lights up the entirety of the library enough that I don’t really need to turn on a light. 

There’s cushioned seats and spots with desks on each level. A larger desk on the lowest level and more plush seating and reading spots. The wood on the walls is dark and classic , there’s even rolling ladders along every wall , books fill the entirety of the walls along with other book cases that are off the wall. 

I take the circular stairs case you to the top level and browse through the books. I like to read , but this isn’t a library that I think will have and of the stuff I enjoy. There’s leather bound books , with boring spines. Nothing like the modern cover jackets that are meant to catch your eye. 

I walk the entire top level, and try to estimate exactly how many books are in this massive library. I go back to second level and just browse the titles. At least On this level there’s books I actually recognize , older looking editions of classic authors. Stories I might not have read, but had heard of at least. 

Down on the first level is mostly history books or books meant to actually learn something. Yeah, I wouldn’t find any books with erotic sex scenes on this level, for sure. 

I walk over to the cart holding a few crystal decanters and none of them are even labeled. I pluck the tops off one by one taking a whiff and gagging at each one. They all seem to be whiskey. I take one and pour a sip into one of the crystal tumblers and throw it back and choke. There’s unopened bottles with labels that I don’t touch , because I assume they’re for decoration and for the purpose of collection. Though imaging Vaughn’s scowl deepening upon finding one of the Open makes me laugh a little and I’m also tempted to open one. I don’t though, because he’s kind of fucking scary. 

I leave the library and walk through the lower level. I see Nash and Connor sitting in what I assume is the main living area going over papers in front of them and talking. Their eyes lift to me. Connors eyes going down my legs. Nash’s eyes on my tits before both manage to look at my face. I always notice when men stare at me, and how they stare. I could label them creeps, but really, what was the harm in looking? They might know I’m only seventeen, but it doesn’t stop them from seeing the body of a woman and wanting to look. 

“Lost?” Nash asks and I smile and shake my head and then look to Killer and Bones the two Dobermans whose heads perk up as I walk into the room. 

“Heel.” A voice from the other side of the room commands as they start to rise. I just smile at the dogs and pat my thigh and they come to me with their butts shaking. 

Bones nuzzles hand and then puts his snout between my legs again and I laugh , because I know it’s just a dogs way of greeting and learning about someone, same way they sniff each other’s asses. But it’s still fucking awkward and this time I don’t stop him but just let him do whatever the hell he needs to do as I look to Vaughn. His nostrils are flared and his jaw ticks as he watches his dog sniff the hell out of me.

“Bones. Heel.” Vaughn growls and bones listens. Sitting and panting up at me. 

“I was just looking around, giving myself a tour.” I say and Vaughn walks over and I look up at him as he comes right in front of me and glares down at me. 

“To snoop?” He asks. 

I roll my eyes. “No. To know where the hell im living.” 

“In my home.” He says.

I roll my eyes again. 

“Yes. I know. But I wanted to SEE it, not just the part your carved out for me so you didn’t have to look at me.” I say and he doesn’t react. Just stares at me and then licks his teeth. 

“I’ll have Nash show you around.” He says. 

“I can manage.” I say.

“I don’t mind.” Nash says as he stands and I shrug. 

“Guess you’re too busy to show me around?” I ask Vaughn. He just huffs and turns away and walks over to Connor and sits down and picks up one of the papers as Nash walks over and smiles. 

Nash takes me through almost the entire mansion. Not going into every room but just gesturing to door. Noting if they’re bedrooms or bathrooms or something else. 

On the entire opposite end of the mansion from my own room is a door just like mine.

“That’s Vaughn’s room. Don’t. Go in there.” He says. 

“You mean to tell me mister friendly wouldn’t like me sneaking into his private area? Shocker” I say and Nash smiles. 

“He’s not very social. He’s not…bad.” Nash says. 

“You ALMOST sound like you believe it” I laugh slightly and then point to a door near Vaughn’s room. “What’s that room? A bedroom?” I ask 

Nash clears his throats. 

“Of sorts.” He says and doesn’t expand on that , just adds. 

“Don’t go in there either. It’s safe to assume not to go in any of the rooms in this side of the mansion.”

“Don’t go in the west wing” I growl like the Beast from Beauty and the Beast and Nash just raises his brow in confusion. 

“Technically this is considered the east wing” he says. I just laugh at him missing the reference. 

“Got it. Don’t stick my nose in the East wing” I say and he just smiles and nods. 

Nash and Connor are both older, maybe not as old as my godfather , but not my age. Nash is bulky , the way you’d expect someone who is responsible for security to be. Connor is also buff, just not as bulky. I assume Connor is younger than Nash just on looks and demeanor.

“So Vaughn isn’t married. Are you and Connor? I don’t see any rings.” I say and Nash just shakes his head. 

“We’re married to the job here.

No times for much else. “

“Must be lonely” I say as we walk back through the mansion to the center and up the massive double staircase at the center. 

“We’re always busy. No time to be lonely.” He says and I wonder about that for a bit as he shows me a few of the rooms upstairs. 

Then we go back down and he shows me the indoor pool, the gym, the entertainment room which also has a large movie theatre room attached. He takes me outside and out onto the grounds , passing the pool with a waterfall and grotto , and starched hot tub that messy the size of a small pool. 

There’s several gardeners working outside on the landscape. Trimming and working on the upkeep of hedges and such. There’s lots of land , and a small forest of trees between his property and the surrounding ones. 

When we’re back inside , he shows me their “headquarters” where him and Connor can normally be found , there’s a giant room full of cameras showing every spot on Vaughn’s property and some inside the house. 

“Saw you in the library.” Nash says. 

“Whiskey drinker?” He asks as I blush. 

I shake my head. “No. Just curious.” I say and he smiles. 

“Your secret is safe with me.” He says. 

“Are there…cameras in my room?” I ask. 

He shakes his head. 

“Well there are. But they’re not active. Vaughn had them turned off.” He says and I raise my brow. 

“I promise.” He laughs at my silent speculation. 

“I promise Connor and I won’t be peeping or spying on you.” He says. 

“Uh huh” I say pretending not to believe him and he just smirks. 

“You’re going to be trouble, aren’t you?” He asks and I feel a little bit of excitement at the low teasing time of his voice. 

I shrug. “I might be.” I say and he just laughs softly and his eyes look down over me. 

“You definitely will be.” He says and I swallow 

Was he..flirting with me? 

“Yeah, you definitely don’t seem like the peeping type at all” I joke as his eyes lift to mine and he grins. 

“I enjoy looking. Not peeping.” He says and shit, he was totally hitting on me. 

“Nothing wrong with looking” i say softly and he licks his lips slowly. 

“Hmm, I disagree, looking can get a man into a lot of trouble” he says and steps closer and I suck in a small breath and he smiles.

“Youre a single man, what kind of trouble could looking possibly cause?” I ask and he groans. The sounds has my feet squirming in my heels and and his hand lifts to my hip. 

“You don’t want to know darling” he says and his hand squeezes my hip and then drops away and I look down. The front his pants are bulged and I swallow audibly and he adjust himself freely. 

“Yeah. You’re gonna be lots of trouble.” He says and grabs his dick , making his pants form to the ridge of his cock. 

“You lied” I say and his brows draw together. 

“I lied?” He asks with a cock of his head. His hand still stroking his cock. 

“You said you didn’t get lonely” I say , lifting my eyes from his hand and he grins slightly 

“Looks like you get plenty lonely if that happens just from looking” I say and he hums. 

“Or you’re just that nice to look at” he says and I bite my lip and his eyes drop to my mouth. 

“Mmm, don’t do that now darling” he says and let my lip slip through my teeth, my tongue skirting along my lips. 

He groans. “Or that.” He says. 

“What CAN I do?” I whisper as I step closer. 

“Mmm, I can think of plenty of things I’d like you to do” he says and rubs his dick and my hand lift touch his and he sucks in a breath. 

I jump back as the door opens my head turning  towards the door as Connor steps in.

“Vaughn needs to speak wi….” Connor pauses and his brows lift. Nash clears his throat. I know I look guilty as fuck and can’t help it. 

“Jesus” He exhales. “No more private tours.” He glares at Nash. 

“Bella, Vaughn needs to speak with Nash. You good on your own?” He asks and I nod. 

Nash grunts and adjusts himself as they make me leave the security room and the close they close the door and I listen to Connor speak under his breath as they walk away. 

“She’s seventeen you fool. And Vaughn will cut your dick off if you touch her.”