28. Juliet
Chapter 28
Juliet
The next three days were tense…
Okay, that might be an understatement.
Things haven't been well around the house or with anything ever since Luciano upped and left me in the air for his evening meeting. I tried to question him about it that night when he came to bed, but he shrugged me off and kept changing the subject whenever I would return to it.
My annoyance only grew the next day when he kept telling me not to worry about it and that it wasn't any of my business to get involved with. Then, he placed a wall between us with everything and practically locked himself in his office for the past two days. He only ever came out during meal times and when it was time for bed, but even then, he came to bed pretty late both nights.
I hated how stressed out he became and how he refused to let me in to help. I wasn't useless, and I wanted to help. But his grumpy ass has been like, 'No, it's Syndicate business,' and blah blah blah.
Ugh !
Clatter!
Making a mess out of frustration probably wasn't wise because I would have to clean it up later, but my arm lashed out across my desk before I could control myself.
Deciding I've had enough, I let out a frustrated groaning shout and trudged my ass down to Luciano's office, not giving a damn about his stupid rule. I was even bold enough in my emotional state that I glared and flipped the guards off when they tried to stop me from entering his office.
"Touch me, and I will scream bloody murder and drain your bank accounts later tonight and order glitter bomb mail to your places." I threatened them when they reached out to restrain me physically.
Holding their hands up in surrender, they backed away from me, giving me full access to the closed office door.
Letting my adrenaline guide me, I grabbed the doorknob and kicked the door open, causing it to slam against the wall. "We are talking."
Luciano's dead eyes didn't soften up one bit at the sight of me. If anything, he only seemed more peeved that I barged in. "Juliet. Now is not the time. Leave." Luciano was very much not amused by my sudden appearance with his somewhat hostile tone.
"No." I stood my ground with my head held high.
Shutting the door, I crossed my arms and mustered up as much confidence as possible while I walked up to Luciano's glaring figure. Closer and closer, his huge figure grew bigger than I remembered with each step I took toward him. Standing before him, he felt like a mountain giant even though he remained sitting in his chair after he turned it around to face me.
"I am done with this stupid macho man act of yours." I don't know what spurred my hand forward to jab him in the chest, but no taking it back now. "I am done being in the fucking dark about shit that is clearly about me. You didn't get all silent and moody until I told you that person's name, so it has something to do with me to an extent."
Seething breaths heaved at my chest as I struggled to gather myself together enough to form coherent thoughts with my rising anger. "I don't give a damn if it is mafia business or not, if you are involved, then so am I. You are mine, so, therefore, your problems are mine, too. That is how a fucking relationship works. At least a good and functioning relationship works like that last time I checked." Okay, that didn't come out as I planned, and it also sounded a lot better in my head.
Taking a deep, calming breath, I stepped forward and fell into his lap, straddling him and wrapping my arms around his neck. "I refuse to be in those pointless relationships where the guy keeps the girl out of things because he thinks it's best for her. I knew what I was getting into the moment I made up my mind about you and stepped into your world. I know it's a shit show filled with violence, guns, blood, and crime galore, and I accepted all of that before I accepted you."
Sliding a hand down to his cheek, I rested my forehead against his while my thumb stroked his cheek. "I know you want what is best for me and want to protect me, but I am not a child. I am your woman, so let me step into that role. I might not be able to shoot a gun or knock someone out with a single punch to the face. Hell, I don't think I can throw a proper punch without breaking my hand, but that's not the point right now." Okay, maybe I did sound a little useless compared to him and a lot of other people now that I thought about it.
"Just let me in and let me help, please. I want to ease your burdens and help you with them. We are in this together now, whether you like it or not. If you had no intentions of letting me be involved in this part of your life, then please, do us both a favor and end this relationship before it ends itself down the line." It didn't feel fair for Luciano to keep me shut out of his whole life. "I do not want this to be some cliche book or movie where the mob boss keeps his wife ignorant and out of his business. We are in the twenty-first fucking century, so I am going to be just as involved as you."
"Are you done?" Luciano asked bluntly with a twitch of his eyebrow.
"No, because you asked, so no, I am not." Did I have anything further to say? Fuck no, but I didn't want to shut up because he wanted me to. "I will be done when I want. You are not the boss of me."
Eek!
THAT WAS THE WRONG FUCKING THING TO SAY!
My words flipped a switch in Luciano, and his hand wrapped around my neck in a nanosecond. "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that, principessa . Care to repeat that?" His eyes grew dangerous with a wave of excited anger as he leaned off the chair and pressed me lower than him.
Gulping, I shrunk under his intense gaze. Not out of fear, no, it was out of submission.
"I-I said you're not the boss of me." I squeaked, barely recognizing my nervous voice as I shivered in his hold.
Ghosting his smirking lips across mine, he let out a chuckle so deep and feral that I nearly came in my panties right then and there. A trail of burning pleasure followed in the wake of his lips as he moved across my cheek to my ear. "We'll see about that." His words rumbled in my ear, making me shiver with a delightful excitement. "Let's see how many spanks it will take for you to change your tone with me."
"What?"
Did I hear him right?
"W-wait, you're not serious, are you? You're going to spank me? Here? Now?" Aaaand there went all the confidence out the window.
"Yes." Shoving me off his lap, he dragged me over his knees and shifted the hand around my neck to my lower back. "We're going to see what your limit is."
"Luciano, this is—"
Smack!
A sharp gasp left me as I flinched in response to the sudden snap against my backside. "Luca! You did not—"
Smack!
"Ah!" Leaning down, I gripped the leg of his pants. "We are having a conversation! This is not the time to be testing my limits out!" I protested with my words but was more than compliant with my body.
"We can talk while you are being tested." He replied nonchalantly as his large hand groped my ass.
"You know, I'm not gonna lie, you coming in like that and being all demanding and confident was really hot." He remarked with a proudness to his voice.
Lifting my head up, I craned it back to look at him, smiling at the sight of his warm and prideful smile as he looked at me with such adoring and appreciative eyes. "Y-you're not mad about that?"
Chuckling wholeheartedly, he shook his head. "No, I would never be mad at you for standing up and speaking out for yourself, even if it is against me. I know I can be a stubborn asshole, and I am sorry for upsetting you as much as I have the past few days." Reaching down with the hand that was on my back, he cups my face and runs a tender finger across my lips. "And I keep forgetting that you are just as formidable as me, and I am sorry for that."
His eyes softened with nostalgia as he continued to smile down at me. "Sometimes, when I look at you, I make the mistake of thinking you were the broken girl that my car hit." It was so easy to lose myself in the shine of his proud eyes. "But you have grown into such a beautiful and strong woman in such a short amount of time that sometimes I find it hard to believe that you two are the same person. That the woman I have the privilege of calling mine was that girl a few months ago."
Supporting my neck, he pulls me into a deep, electrifying kiss. "I will always want to protect you and shield you from this world, amorina . It is a natural thing for me when it comes to you. Even though you have been wronged so much, I want to make you forget it and live a good life free of all your demons." Keeping our foreheads together, he chastely kissed my lips with a heavy breath. "I know it is not fair of me to try and control your life like that, as I haven't even tried much ever since it became clear to me that you are your own spunky brat of a person." Chuckling dryly, an apology flashed through his eyes. "But I still try unconsciously to do so because I want you to have the best life."
With a sad but happy smile of my own, I reached up and ran a hand through his hair. "Luciano, I have the best life with you, Syndicate and all. I can't trick myself into thinking the world is full of sunshine and superheroes when really it's cloudy with villains. I have to learn to live in the ugly world as it is, and as long as I have the devil by my side, I have nothing to fear." Gripping the back of his head, I press him into another kiss.
"I will apologize better for my behavior and treatment of you tomorrow and in the days to come, I promise." He whispered against my lips with a shudder. "And I will let you in on it all tomorrow." He said with a voice full of sincerity.
His lips tensed against mine as they pulled back in a snarl. "But I don't want to deal, think, or talk anymore about it tonight. I am way too fucking stressed and done with it right now." Pulling back, all I could see was my dominating Luciano with his powerful and playful eyes.
"What's the safe-word?" He asked once he sat up fully and looked down at me.
"Tap out." I breathed out excitedly with a nervous smile. "And if I can't talk, tap you repeatedly."
"Good girl." Was all I got along with a glimpse of his devilish smirk before he pushed my front side down and settled his hand back on my lower back to keep me anchored.
"Since we are just testing the waters out, you let me know if something is too much or if you can take more, alright?" He asked while palming the globe of my ass.
"Yes, sir," I replied with a nervous gulp, gripping his leg to brace myself.
Thankfully, Luciano started out light, almost playfully so that they felt more like taps than actual spanks, but then, as time went on, the force behind his hand grew until it actually stung a little.
Smack!
"Ouch! That hurt!" I cried out a yelp from the sting of the impact on my covered bottom.
"A good hurt or bad hurt?" Luciano asked while palming my stinging ass cheek. "Remember, we are seeing what your pain threshold is, and yes, a lot of it is going to hurt to some extent, but there is a fine line between pain and pleasure." He reminded me with a hard squeeze of my round globe, making me suck in a deep breath.
"Well, it doesn't really hurt now…" I murmured, squirming in his lap so his leg didn't dig into my stomach too much. "C-can you do it again?"
The warmth of Luciano's hand left my yoga short-clad ass briefly before it came back down with the same force as before. My body flinched and yelped reflexively with the impact, my eyes stinging a little with tears from the ache. "Again?" Despite the pain, an underlying pleasure bloomed from the ache and sting.
"I am going to go a little harder, alright?" The hand that rested on my lower back rubbed at it soothingly while he waited for my answer.
"Okay, Luca." I let out a shaky breath and clung onto his pants with trembling fists.
"Breathe." His hand on my back pressed firmly against me. "Relax."
Easier said than done, he wasn't the one getting his ass smacked by someone twice his size.
Yeah, it sucked this had to be done, but better establish a baseline rather than find out during the moment if he went too far by accident.
Smack!
"Oh fuck!" I gasped sharply with a loud cry. "Nghn fuck!" I whimpered with a shudder.
His firm voice wavered with concern as he rested his hand on my butt. "Too much?" No doubt if I looked back, then the corners of his lips would be frowning a little.
"No." Yeah, my answer surprised me, too. "I-it hurt, but it felt good… Better than the other." The rush of pleasure that chased the pain was so good.
Luciano's hand pulled back, and another pair of smacks landed on each of my ass cheeks, making me cry out in pain and pleasure. "Luca, more, please," I begged with a soft moan.
I could feel the tremors of Luciano's amused chuckle as he palmed my ass again. "Think we might have found your sweet spot, or at least getting very close to it." He commented before pulling his hand back and delivering another spank to my bubbly ass. "Think you can go harder than this?" He asked after giving me another spank.
"No." I immediately shook my head and looked back at him. "Think this is my limit." The thought of him going harder threatened to erode my arousal.
"Think you can orgasm if I keep going? Or do you want to try and see if you can come from being spanked?"
Intrigued, I pondered it for a second before giving him an unsure look. "That's actually possible? I could do that?" The thought of orgasming from non-direct sexual contact seemed a little absurd but interesting.
"Of course, but it's a tedious thing. You would have to hold out until the pain reaches a certain point where everything turns to pleasure. We don't have to try it if you aren't comfortable. It's not exactly a beginner thing either." His face remained in a patient and understanding smile as he rubbed my butt.
I didn't hesitate to give him a reply. "I want to try."
Oh well, it didn't hurt to try. Okay, it would hurt to try in this sense, but hey, either I get an orgasm or find out my limit with how many spanks I could take.
His face softened with concern as his eyes searched my face for any signs of hesitation. "Are you sure, amorina ?"
"Yes, I am sure," I answered him confidently, giving him a reassuring smile.
His lips slowly curved into a soft smirk. "What's the safe-word again? Or if you can't use your words, then what's the gesture?" His hand playfully smacked my bottom as his eyes gained a wild look to them.
Gripping his pants, I shuddered at the look in his eyes. He looked a little too excited to have a go at me, and for some reason, that made my heart race with eagerness. With a confident smile, I replied in a single, shaky breath.
The hand on my back slid up and fisted the back of my hair, making me gasp and whimper from the tingling pain. With my upper body level with his legs, he slipped my legs under him and used one of his to pin the back of my thighs. "I can't wait until you let me spank your bare ass. Fuck, the thought of watching them turn red with the imprints of my hands or the belt drives me wild." He said through a feral grin.
A part of me wanted to pull my pants down this very instant to appease him, but the thought of exposing myself like that to him frightened me a little. "I'm sorry I can't give that to you right now." I still felt bad about how much I held out with Luciano because of my trauma.
No matter how much he reassured me whenever I brought up how unfair it was, it didn't really make me feel less guilty.
"I am more than happy with what you are willing to give me, amorina . Please, don't fret over it, as I have told you many times." How he could look so content with this restraint ate at me, knowing what kind of life he had before me. "If you keep it up, I will add it to your punishment list. You know I hate it when you put yourself down or feel sad about something out of your control."
"What? You can't punish me for that… Can you?" My list of punishable things wasn't too long… Hopefully…
Amused, he let out a dark chuckle and looked at me in such a way that made me want to kneel at his feet. "Oh baby, I can punish you for anything I want and deem necessary. So, keep that in mind as you continue to be a brat with me." The pressure at the back of my head tightened with his grip, making me gasp. "And since spanking will be on the table now. Well, for the sake of being able to sit and walk, I hope you think twice before being one."
Luciano didn't give me a chance to snap back as his hand started to deliver spank after spank to my ass. Whatever words wanted to come out of my mouth quickly caught in my throat as I was too busy yelping and moaning. Pain and pleasure ravaged my body with each spank. The burning always followed the sting of the impact, but then immediately with the burn came the surge of indescribable pleasure that had my pussy aching and clenching around nothing as I chased after my building orgasm.
It hurt so good. I wanted to scream at him to stop, but fuck, this red-hot pleasure was something else. Who gave a shit if I couldn't sit for hours after this, it would be worth it.
"Lu-ca… Close, please." I whimpered as I felt myself creeping close to the edge of utmost pleasure.
Luciano chuckled deeply with a growl. "You can do it, baby, come for me. Be my good girl and come from your spanking." He encouraged me in a voice laced heavily with lust and excitement.
The force of the impacts picked up slightly, just enough to send me over the edge fully. My body shook with pleasure from the knot in my stomach snapping, sending—what felt like—endless waves of pleasure throughout me.
Slowly, the spanks came to a stop as my body shook from the aftershocks of my orgasm.
"Luciano." I whimpered needily, reaching back and grabbing at him just as he released me fully.
My crash was coming; I could feel it.
"Shh, shh, I got you." Luciano soothed me after he pulled me up fully into his arms.
Holding my trembling body tightly, he showered my face in kisses while whispering sweet nothings in Italian for a good moment before switching back to English. "You did so amazing, amorina . I am so proud. Just breathe. You are okay. I am here. You are safe."