Designer Heart

Violet tip toed through the hallway of the Largo mansion. Luigi had finally fallen asleep. She snapped her fingers loudly next to his ear to make sure of this. She slid from the silk sheets of his bed and threw on his robe that hung at the end of the bed. She hurried to the large bathroom at the end of the hall and locked the door. A sigh of relief passed her lips as she leaned against the door. She turned the knob on the massive shower and felt the water heat up to a scalding heat. She stood before the gilded frame mirror and removed the robe. Violet flinched and closed her eyes at the sight of the bruises that marred her skin. Luigi and Pavi's fingerprints emblazoned in purple marks on her snowy skin. Ribbons of black and blue running across her thighs and back. The stark reminder that she was Largo "Property" now. Luigi made sure she never forgot that. Her father had been the top surgeon at GeneCo but when he fell behind in his payment on her mother's heart, Luigi was set to send a Repo man to collect it. It was only when she offered her services did he reconsider. As long as her mother's heart was still beating she belonged to the Largo family. She slipped into the shower, letting the scalding water rain down on her skin. She thought about the Graverobber. She was intrigued by him. He was handsome in a very unconventional way. The way he smiled reminded her of a wolf. Hungry and cunning. She knew it wouldn't be long before she would see him again. Amber went through Zydrate like water. Violet's heart retched at the sound of the door knob being jiggled. Her few precious moments of peace were shattered by the sound of a key slipping in the lock.

     "Violet.....my little-a flower. You're-a hiding from Pavi." the younger Largo's voice was lilting.

Violet always preferred Pavi to Luigi. He didn't have a temper and he was much gentler than his older brother. To Violet, he was the lesser to two evils. Pavi flung open the shower curtain. Violet flinched instinctively. A look of hurt crossed Pavi's stolen face.

     "Oh-a my delicate flower. Don't be-a afraid of Pavi. You-a know I treat you much better than-a Luigi." Pavi said sliding off his robe to reveal his already hard length.

Violet smiled weakly as she backed against the shower wall. Pavi picked her up by her hips as she wrapped her legs around his waist, her back pressed against the shower wall. Pavi slid inside of her, the tightness making his breath hitch within his lungs. Violet did her part. She moaned and writhed beneath him. She was responsive and alive. Despite her distaste for Pavi and his brother, they were both quite skilled in bed. She would be lying if she said it was unpleasant. She just wished Luigi would find a better outlet for his anger than sex with her. She felt the heat within her core start to melt as Pavi increased his speed. She could tell he was close. The orgasm washed over her making her shiver in his clutches. He gave one final thrust and moaned through gritted teeth. After a moment he let her go gently. She leaned against the wall, her legs shaking slightly. Pavi grabbed her chin and pulled her face up so she was looking at him. He smiled and kissed her cheek with stolen lips and left her alone in the shower.