CHAPTER FOURTEEN
RAINA
The cage isn’t the punishment he thinks it is. It’s giant. I’m not trapped in a small space. I would like a shower, but other than that, it’s not terrible. Having Kage take my virginity and, seconds later, walk away? That was far worse than these gold metal bars, although I’m not a fan of the dried cum on the inside of my thighs. I never imagined my first time would be magical. Had my father had his way, it would’ve been with the husband he forced me to marry. I begged Kage to spare my life and, for some reason I don’t understand, it seemed to set him off. He couldn’t have been surprised that I’d want to live. Doesn’t everybody?
The door opens, and he storms in, appearing to be furious when he looks at me. His eyes are dark as coal, as his body nearly vibrates with anger.
He walks over to the end table, and sets his gun on top of it, before stripping off his clothes. I try not to look, because I don’t want to be attracted to him. Kage Bonetti is not a likeable man. He may be better than my father and brothers were, but that doesn’t make him good. A lesser evil does not make a righteous man.
“I wanted to spare your life, Firecracker, but I can’t.”
I don’t say anything, because what could I possibly say? His mind is made up, and begging obviously isn’t going to change it now.
“I’m going to end your life tonight. Better to get it done with, rather than postponing the inevitable. Any last requests?”
His words steal all the breath from my lungs.
I knew he was going to kill me, but I didn’t realize it’d be so soon. There’s something odd about knowing your life is going to end. I’m filled with both fear and relief. My life hasn’t been easy, and maybe it’s better this way. No more Leo. No more nightmares.
“I’d like to have a shower first.”
He nods in understanding as he opens the cage.
“Do you want to know, or do you want me to just do it? I’m going to make it as painless as possible.”
I turn and stare directly at him.
“I want you to tell me. I want you to look into my eyes. And more than anything, I want you to never forget taking the life of a woman who never did anything to you, or your family. Do what you need to do, Lorenzo, but I hope I fucking haunt you, for the rest of the days of your life.”
He opens his mouth but quickly shuts it, and waves his hand toward the bathroom, telling me to take my last shower.
I walk into the bathroom, and turn the water on and, once I get it as hot as I can stand, I step in, while a naked and hard Kage stands in the doorway, watching me.
“Are you going to stand there watching me the entire time? Like a fucking pervert?”
He chuckles softly and says, “I am.”
As I attempt to ignore him, I stand under the showerhead mounted directly in the center of the shower. It sprays at the back, at the front, and there’s a rainfall showerhead above. At least my last shower is a fancy one, although big enough for ten people. The only thing I’d change about it is the glass doors. I’d prefer a dark curtain, so he couldn’t watch me, while stroking himself, like he is. I don’t notice the way his cock slides in and out of his fist. I don’t notice the way the muscles in his arm flex as he does it. And I definitely don’t notice the way his sexy jaw clenches as he stares at me, like I’m more than the girl he’s about to kill.
“Goddamn it, Raina,” he growls, as he storms over to the shower door and yanks it open furiously. He wraps his hand around my throat, and slams me to the shower wall.
“Why do I want you so much?”
I blink fast as the water comes in all directions. He hits a button, and the water from overhead stops, as he continues to stare at me with a heated expression. This man is going to kill me so I hate myself for noticing the water dripping from his face to his strong chest. I despise that my executioner makes me feel anything at all.
“Spread your legs,” he groans. I do and he slams his lips to mine. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, and the butterflies swirl in my stomach. The ones that shouldn’t be there. How can the man that’s planning to kill me, be the only man that’s ever made me feel alive?
Breaking our kiss, he squats down and wraps his arms around my thighs and lifts me, pinning me against the shower wall. He lowers me onto his huge cock with a sexy grunt.
“Fuck, Firecracker. This pussy is perfect.”
I wrap my arms around his neck for stability, not because I want him closer. At least that’s what I keep telling myself.
Holding onto my ass, he moves me up and down his length, and it doesn’t hurt like it did the first time. This time it feels good as he fills me completely. He keeps hitting a spot that makes my toes curl, and forces a moan out of me.
He presses his face into my neck, and inhales with a low groan.
“So fucking beautiful. Why do you need to be like this? You smell so goddamn good, I’m never going to get you out of my head. If it’s any consolation, Firecracker, you are going to haunt me. I’ll try like fucking hell to forget about you, but I already know, I never will.”
Reluctantly, I kiss his neck softly and whisper, “Then don’t do it, Lorenzo. This is your choice.”
“It’s not. Fuck, I wish it was. I don’t think you should die because of what they did. I’m sorry. I cannot go against my brothers.”
I lay my head on his shoulder while he fucks me like he owns me. And because I’m a sick and twisted person, the knowledge that my life is almost over causes an orgasm to crash in on me, like an unforgiving ocean, dragging me under over and over again.
“Lorenzo,” I whimper, as I shake against him, and he speaks words of praise I wish he wouldn’t.
“So beautiful, Raina. Perfect.”
He pulls back and slams forward one last time, filling me completely with his seed, as his cock spasms inside me.
Kissing me softly on the lips, he pulls me off him and sets me down.
“I’ll give you a few minutes to yourself, and then we’ll go to another room and take care of it.”
Kage leaves the shower, and I stand there in disbelief. ‘Take care of it’ were his words, like we’re talking about doing the dishes, or taking the trash out. Some random chore, not the life of a human being. Fighting is useless, because the end result will be the same. I’ve tried to appeal to his humanity, but maybe he has none.
I understand the fucked up politics of a mafia family, and realize the outcome for him if he doesn’t kill me. For me, my life means everything, but for him, it means nothing. An inconvenience. It’s not worth what his brother would probably do to him. For my entire life, my existence on this earth has been contingent on mafia men deeming me worthy of breathing. It makes sense that it ends this way. At least now the pain can stop. No more visits from Leo. He will never touch me again, and that’s been my biggest dream since I was seven years old.