23. Juliet
Chapter 23
Juliet
Juliet.
Unlock my car.
Now.
Are you going on that date still?
It's not a date. It's a business meeting.
Now, unlock the fucking car door.
Now!
Business meetings aren't you and one other person of the opposite gender over a fancy meal.
That is a date, and since it sounds like you are still going to go.
So… N.O. :)
You're lucky I don't have time to deal with your bratty ass right now.
Ooooooh, I'm sooooo scared XP
"Cheater," I muttered to myself with a flat, unamused expression as I watched Luciano get into one of the bodyguard's SUVs through the security camera.
Apparently, cuddling on the couch with ice cream after my panic attack wasn't enough to convince him to ditch his date tonight.
Fine.
Enjoy your stupid date.
Just don't expect to come back to me tonight after leaving me.
Let's see… What to do…
I pondered in silence, twirling in my desk chair like some stupid cartoon villain. With my head thrown back, I lazily looked around my room, trying to see if I could spot something amiss.
Then, a wicked smile curled at my lips after staring at my computer desk for a while.
Booting my computer back up, I pulled out Luciano's credit card from one of my drawers and plopped it onto the desk with a satisfied face.
Tab after tab, I opened up as many shopping websites as I could think of and started filling up the virtual carts. It didn't even matter if I needed the item; if I liked how it looked or sounded, then into the cart it went. I doubt this hissy fit of a shopping spree would hurt his wallet. His funds were basically unlimited with his legal and illegal businesses.
Of course, my phone occasionally went off the whole time with texts from Luciano—all of which I ignored.
I only bothered touching my phone when I was completely done, and that was only to send him a picture of my feet kicked up on the desk with my screen showing the brand new, customized Lamborghini Huracán Evo Spyder proudly displayed. After reading through his storm of messages.
Juliet.
Juliet. I know what you are doing, and it is childish.
Juliet, if you think this will get me to leave my business meeting…
Why the fuck do you need 4000 dollars worth of lingerie!?
When are you even going to use it?
Who are you wearing it for?
Juliet, stop this stupid nonsense spending.
My phone lit up with a call from Luciano, one I purposedly ignored with a smug smirk on my face.
Juliet, answer your damn phone you brat.
Don't think I am going to forgive you for this.
Humming happily to myself, I hit send on the picture and watched it load fully with a devious grin.
Can't wait for my new baby :)
That better be a fucking joke you brat.
You don't even know how to fucking drive!
You better prepare yourself for when I get home tonight, brat.
Ooooooh that sounded like a threat :P
What are you gonna do? Spank me?
You're going to wish that's all I do the moment I walk through that front door later.
I have no idea what came over me to cause me to become so bold, but I ended up sending him a photo of me perched on my chair with my slip bunched around my waist and my ass sticking out.
You better not have been wearing that thong for that stupid boy.
What if I was?
Juliet.
Do. Not. Test. Me.
Well, you're not passing, so I think I will :)
Maybe I might just have one of the men take me out to an adult shop and get myself a nice new toy for tonight.
You have thirty minutes before I am home. I suggest you use it to prepare yourself for your punishment.
HAHAHAHAHAHA -middle finger emoji-
Snickering to myself, I tossed my phone back onto the desk and leaned back in my chair with my arms crossed behind my head.
I would probably get my ass handed to me later, but that was a problem for later. On the other hand, I wasn't too worried because it was Luciano. He was more of a barker than a biter with me. Honestly, sometimes I wondered if he could deliver his threats with me. He liked to make a lot of them, but I have never seen any follow-through.
Oh well.
Also, not like he would be able to get to me tonight.
Not with how I hacked his security system, changed all the codes for the locks, and jammed the locks. Yeah, he wasn't getting in tonight. Serves him right, in my opinion. Man, his reaction later was going to be priceless.
The only hard part now was waiting for him to get home. Well, nothing a quick episode of anime wouldn't fix.
Honestly, besides our little awkward moments, life was great. I have never been this happy or satisfied in my life. I had everything I could ever want, and whatever I did want, I got. It felt so amazing to actually be in control of my own life, to do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted. I even got to eat freely without any kind of dietary restriction! Yeah, that freedom over my food kind of made me put on a little—a lot of—weight, but I was happy.
Initially, when I was brought here, I was around a hundred and fifteen pounds, if I remembered the physical with Leah correctly. According to the scale now, I was around a hundred and forty-five pounds, which was on the overweight end for a five-foot-three female.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Damn it, Juliet, open the door!" I heard Luciano shout through the monitor.
Taking my sweet time, I got out of bed and went back over to my desk, where I had the front cameras pulled up on my screen. Luciano and some of his men were at the front door, jiggling and tugging at the handle with growing frustration as each and every single one of their attempts at putting in the code was met with a big error buzz.
I couldn't help but laugh at their attempts while one of the guards was on the phone with the security company.
Yeah, good luck with that, buddy.
It would probably take them the whole night to unscramble the mess I made. I fucked up A LOT of the coding when I installed my own shit. I copied and pasted the original in a document on my computer. They could try to hack my computer and dig it up, but they would probably have better luck hacking the government with how fortified my system was after my cousin and his friend got done helping me with it.
Tapping a key on my keyboard, I activated the microphone to the front door camera. "I told you not to expect to return home tonight if you go on that date. Did you think I was kidding?" The smugness and anger in my dry chuckle almost hurt my throat, and I was surprised such a sound could even come from me. "It's a good thing the gardeners do a good job. Those rose beds look nice and fluffy. Hope you enjoy your bed of roses, and I hope the thorns get you. Good night, Luca." I dragged out the 'a' in his name before cutting the microphone off.
Now, foolish of me for thinking that would be the end of it all and crawling into bed with a false sense of safety. I bundled myself up in my sheets with a satisfied smile on my face and lulled myself to sleep.
Unfortunately, none of that bliss lasted. The shattering sound of glass cut through the air, and the banging and slamming of my balcony doors flying open startled my body upright in my bed.
"Oh fuck." I let out a frightened gasp under my breath when I saw Luciano standing there with his eyes narrowed at me, jaw clenched so tightly that his neck muscles became stiff and prominent, and nostrils flaring with each heaving breath.
He only looked more menacing with how the moonlight shadowed him and gave him a hard glow. Then, the destruction around his feet didn't help that aggressive edge.
Glass crunched under his weight as he stalked up to me with a tense glare full of…
Oh fuck.
Chuckling nervously with a sheepish, apologetic smile, I slowly backed away until I was at the edge of my bed. "Listen, Luca, I'm sorry, okay?" I felt like a lamb cornered by a feral wolf with how he overshadowed me with his suffocating presence.
"Off the bed." He wasn't asking, not with how hard and stern his dominating voice carried to my shuddering body.
Not wanting to be in any more trouble tonight, I obeyed. Slowly, I slipped my legs off the edge until I stood with my nervous hands clutched to my chest.
His hulking figure moved around the bed in calculated steps, and my wide eyes remained locked onto his moving figure.
Shivers pricked at my body with each wave of heat that washed over my body from my budding arousal. God, I didn't know why I found this so exciting when I should be terrified of what was to come. Although, to be fair, I deserved all he had in store for me, given my actions.
But that was what I hoped for, wasn't it? Spending his money on my every whim, buying a whole-ass car when he told me no, then locking him out of the house and taunting him. I had an inkling of an idea of what would happen, yet I still did it to get a rise out of him.
This was what I wanted… Right? For him to snap and show me he meant business.
Well, wish fucking granted. Only problem was, I wasn't feeling so sure now that it was happening.
Sucking a trembling breath, I cowered slightly when he came to a stop right next to me. Gulping, I looked at him out of the corner of my eye for a second, taking in his still-hardened face and darkened eyes. His pupils were so dilated that they nearly blacked out all of his glassy amber eyes. I couldn't help but let myself be pulled into his lustful amber pools.
Then, against my better judgment, I crawled back onto the bed to put some distance between us. "Luca," I started nervously with an unconfident smile. "Shit. I'm sorry. I—ah!"
His hand shot out faster than a blink of an eye and grabbed my neck, hauling me towards him and off the bed until he was seething inches from my face. Then, I made my next mistake of looking directly into his eyes again, letting myself melt under his heated gaze. As anger hardened as his face was, there was a twisted spark in his lustful eyes.
The tension in his neck muscles relaxed with his crazy smile, and that's when I really felt screwed. "We are way past apologies, you little brat." The rumble in his deep voice shook my body with each syllable, and damn me for getting so turned on by it.
What nearly got me coming in my thong were his next words after he pulled me in so close that I thought he would kiss me. "Now, get on your fucking knees." The dominance in his command made my knees want to buckle that instant.
"W-what? Why?" Okay, stupid question, because why else would a man like him in this moment want me to get on my knees? Doubt it was to beg.
The moment his smile turned into a feral, lustful grin, I wanted to be slumped at his feet—forget being on my knees!
"Because I am giving you one chance to show me how sorry you are." His voice came out soft but was saturated with intense passion. "You are going to show me how sorry you are by putting that mouth of yours to use."
He didn't give me a moment to think as he released my neck to fist the back of my head and shove me down to my knees, tilting my head up to look at him. "Until tears are running down your face while you are happily choking on my cock, I won't consider any forgiveness for tonight."
A worried ache sank my facial features as I continued to look up at him. "I want to, I do, but what if…" A disgusted shudder racked my body at the sudden memory, which caused my stomach to churn with nausea.
Luciano's face softened with an understanding smile as his hand moved to cup my face and stroke my cheek. "If at any point it becomes too much for you or you have any reservations, you tell me to stop, or if you can't speak, then tap me wherever you can." Pressing his thumb against my lips, I instinctively took the digit into my mouth. "It's not ideal, but we will talk about it more tomorrow and work out an actual safe-word, alright?"
I quickly nodded in response with an eager smile before my hands grabbed at his pants to undo it along with his belt in a fluster. A wide smile broke out on my face the moment I pulled his throbbing cock out of its confines, and my heart fluttered with excitement as I wrapped my hand around his girthy length.
Recalling our little locker room fun, I started to stroke him as he taught me to get comfortable handling him again.
"Need me to guide you, principessa ?" I didn't need to look up to see the smirk on his face. The amusement that laced his voice was evidence enough for me.
"No." I bit my response out more curtly than I would've liked, but I felt a little peeved at how he made me feel stupid. "I know how to suck a dick." I quickly uttered, deflating a bit with a soft pout.
"Oh? And how do you know how to do that, hm?" Now he sounded a little too amused and a little pissed from the edge of his uplifted voice.
A soft gasp crept out of my throat when he wrenched my head back by my hair to look up at him fully. And oh boy, he was pissed, judging by how his jaw was clenched tight in a scowl. "Is Gale about to find himself in a bind?" His darkened eyes narrowed sharply with his words, making me shiver and shake my head.
Averting my eyes, I swallowed my nerves. "I've only been watching porn and looking around on the internet," I confessed with an embarrassed tremble in my voice.
Clicking his tongue in a scolding manner, he tilted his head at me with a lightening expression. "So, instead of coming to me to learn and get experience, you go look at someone else's cock to learn?" A mocking anger was amid his amusement as his chest rumbled with a dry chuckle.
Pressure at the back of my head caused me to gasp and whimper as Luciano pressed my face right up against his cock. "If I ever catch you looking at another man's cock or hear about it, I will send you to your knees where you stand and make you take me that instant." My neck craned back at an awkward angle from how much he pulled my hair downwards. "The only cock you are ever allowed to see, touch, and get pleasure from is mine, understood?"
My body trembled with the growl in his voice as he looked down at me sternly. Instinctively, my eyes softened with a smile just as I placed a kiss on his hard length. "Yes, sir." I felt my nerves relax and melt completely to him without any hesitation.
His grip on me slackened slightly as he thrust his hip against my face, rubbing his throbbing member against my lips. "Good girl, now show me what you've learned." The smug smirk on his face lit a competitive fire within me, making me want to show off to him.
Steeling my nerves, I mentally hyped myself up in hopes of keeping my demons at bay so I could make it through one fucking blowjob without embarrassing myself or throwing in the towel.
As confident as possible, I looked up at him with eyes filled with determination as I licked him from base to tip with the full length of my hot tongue. Seeing his jaw twitch with his hitched breath and shudder gave my budding confidence the exact boost it needed.
All reservations aside, I swirled my tongue around the crown of his tip and along his slit to pick up the hint of his precum before taking him into my mouth with a soft groan. I honestly couldn't believe he fit. It was a tight fit with how tightly my lips stretched and wrapped around him, but I got him in, which made me feel proud.
Slowly, I bobbed my head, working him in inch by little inch until I felt him hit the back of my throat, causing my gag reflex to kick in and jerk my body. But, before I could reel back, Luciano grabbed the back of my head with both his hands and held me there with a low groan. "Relax." He commanded, rolling his hips softly at me.
With every thrust, his tip rubbed the back of my throat, causing my body to jerk with a gag. And him telling me to relax wasn't much help because everything was reflexive. No matter how much I calmed myself down, the moment his tip assaulted my throat, my nerves flared back up tenfold.
"Juliet, if you keep gagging like that…" He hissed under his breath, his grip on my head tightening as he shoved himself deeper into my throat. "Fuck."
Panicking, I gripped his hips, digging my nails into him as I struggled to breathe with his fat dick down my throat. The fucked up part of it all was how much Luciano seemed to be enjoying the fact I choked and struggled on his cock. What was more shocking was my own reaction to it all.
I was dripping wet.
The panic that gripped my body paved the way to a twisted arousal that tightened my nipples and made my clit ache with a need to be touched. A part of me felt ashamed to be turned on by this. It was dirty and wrong. I shouldn't be letting a man treat me like this.
But this wasn't any man. This was Luciano, and that made it all okay. Luciano was safe.
Easing my grip on his hips, I let my eyes trail up his body to his sculpted face before settling my eyes into his warm amber pools with needy eyes of my own.
Luciano's body trembled as his own eyes softened with pure desire and want. "Oh, Juliet, amorina , don't look at me like that unless you are ready." His grip on me eased fully, letting me pull off of him with a deep gasp of breath before I went into a coughing fit.
Calming myself, I leaned back in and trailed kisses along his length with a happy smile. Then, slowly, I looked back up at him with sure eyes as I let my body submit to him fully.
"I am all yours, Luciano. I trust you, so do what you will with me, sir."