16. Training Day
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TRAINING DAY
GIOVANNA
“Did they hear anything outside?” I asked Tyler as he entered his bedroom.
“No,” he replied, shutting and locking the door. Coming to a stop in front of me, he wrapped his arms around my waist. “Come here.” He pulled me against him, pressing his lips to mine.
The tension I felt moments ago melted away with his touch. The way he embraced me, mixed with our passionate kiss, sent shivers up and down my spine. I loved everything about the way he handled me. One minute he was gentle, the next, he had me screaming his name. He broke the kiss, lifting a hand to my cheek and caressing me as he ran his thumb around in a circle on my soft skin.
“Is it weird being in my room?” he asked, searching my eyes for any sign of awkwardness. He was always so considerate.
“Not at all, as long as you’re okay with this?” I trailed my fingers down his shirt buttons, unbuttoning each one.
Watching me intently, he nodded. “More than okay.”
His shirt fell open, revealing the sculpted muscles underneath. Leaning in to kiss his chest, I felt his heartbeat quicken beneath my lips. He let out a low growl, his hands sliding down my back and pulling me closer. Our bodies pressed together, allowing me to feel his hardening cock restricted by his slacks.
I tilted my head up to capture his lips in another searing kiss, our breaths blending together in intense desire. Moving toward the bed without peeling ourselves away from one another, our hands explored every inch of exposed skin. We tore one another’s clothes off, leaving them in puddles on the floor.
He leaned me back on the bed, situating himself between my legs and running his fingers along my inner thighs. I arched my back, silently pleading for him to enter me. He knew he was driving me crazy, and he relished it.
Looking down at me with a satisfied grin, he teased my entrance with just the tips of his fingers. “Is this what you want, baby?” he asked, and I nodded, my bottom lip pinned between my teeth. “I love watching your stomach roll as I tease you, so it’s a shame I have to stop.”
My entire body fell limp as he pulled his hand away. “Damnit,” I whined, “don’t be mean tonight.”
“You know how I like to be addressed,” he collapsed forward, his palms pressing to the bed on either side of my head, “and I suggest you not be a brat tonight.”
“Oh, Ty,” I sighed with a smile, “you know saying that shit will only make me act up.” Rolling on my side, I got on my knees next to him. “And if?—”
He grabbed my wrist and pinned me face down on the mattress. It all happened so quickly that I didn’t even have time to process how I ended up in this position. In one swift motion, he smacked the back of my thighs. “Spread,” he commanded.
Shit , I loved it when he was in control, but I couldn’t just give in without at least a little resistance. I shook my head playfully as he leaned over me, biting into my shoulder and growling with lust. “Spread your legs,” he commanded.
His words made me whimper, feeling vulnerable and turned on at the same time. He took advantage of my weakness and forcefully pushed my legs apart. A stinging sensation rippled through my core as he smacked my pussy with his hand, already wet from his touch and his words, I couldn’t help but moan in pleasure.
“You like that?” he asked, his lips next to my ear.
“Yes, s?—”
SMACK! He struck it again, causing a little more pain but I didn’t flinch.
I relished in the erotic pain, moaning, “God, yes, Tyler. You know I love when you spank my pussy like that.” I turned my head over to look at him.
His lustful gaze zeroed in on mine. “You belong to me, and I’ll make sure every guy coming into that fucking club knows you’re mine.”
His possessive declaration sent butterflies fluttering in my stomach as I prepared to respond with words of my own. But before I could, he shoved two fingers inside me from behind. My mouth fell open in shock and ecstasy, and I let out a loud cry. “Yes, sir,” I managed to gasp out.
He withdrew his fingers and started stroking down toward my clit, teasing and taunting me with his touch. With each flick of his fingers against my sensitive spot, my body arched up in pleasure. Just as I was on the brink of climax, he pulled back and smacked his palm against my bare ass.
SMACK! Then my pussy again. SMACK!
A surprised shriek escaped my lips as he effortlessly flipped me onto my back, my legs still spread open. “You have such a gorgeous pussy,” he mused, positioning himself between my thighs. His lips pressed against my entrance, teasingly slipping his tongue inside before tracing a path up to my throbbing clit. He took it into his mouth and sucked hard, but the pleasure was short-lived as he pulled away too soon. My body went limp once more as he climbed on top of me, straddling my stomach. With a smirk on his face, he gazed down at me and ran his tongue over his bottom lip. “Your tits are absolutely breathtaking.” As if on cue, he puckered his lips and let a droplet of spit fall onto his stiff cock. Instinctively, I leaned up and spat on him too.
I squeezed my breasts together, enveloping his shaft as he thrust between them. I ran my tongue along the underside each time he pushed forward, and then took the tip into my mouth. His eyes locked on mine as he moaned in pleasure. He reached behind himself and slid two fingers inside me, pleasuring me while I continued to work his cock with my mouth and breasts.
“I want… to… taste your… cum.”
“Oh, you will,” he smiled down at me, “but not like this tonight.” After a few more pumps through my breasts into my mouth, he slithered back down between my legs, positioning himself at my entrance. With a single push, he bottomed out against my cervix.
Back arched, I cried out, “Your huge cock feels so good, baby!”
He lay on top of me, holding me close and muffling our moans and breaths with a passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together as he fucked me hard. I could feel my pussy tightening around him, signaling that I was close to climax. He broke the kiss, gazing into my eyes before lowering his head to bite and suck on my shoulder.
“Cum for me, princess.”
My eyes rolled back in ecstasy as I followed his command. My body trembled as I reached my peak, and he continued to thrust until he grunted loudly, releasing his seed deep inside me.
My chest heaved as I struggled to catch my breath. He grinned wickedly, pulling out of me, then knelt between my legs and inserted his fingers inside me. I felt a rush of pleasure as he lapped up his own cum from my slick opening.
He brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean before leaning toward me. Our tongues intertwined, and our combined liquids mixed in a passionate kiss. Just as I started to relax, he thrust his fingers back into me, hitting my sweet spot and intensifying our kiss. I couldn’t hold back any longer and moaned loudly against his lips as I released myself all over us both.
He smiled proudly against my mouth. “I’m never letting you go again. You’re mine forever this time.”
I challenged him, “What if I did the same thing you did to me and left your house right now?”
He pulled back slightly and placed a firm hand on my throat. “I dare you to try.”
Tyler and I paraded into the warehouse, our fingers laced together, my black, Gucci gym bag thrown over his shoulder. Today I didn’t bother hiding my hickeys or wearing makeup. I wasn’t at work, and my appearance didn’t matter. Dressed in a black sports bra and matching exercise pants, I was ready to kick Nadia’s ass.
The Rovatis’ brother-in-law, Carmine Giamagi, was waiting with Nadia by his side. Ian and Luke stood close by, meeting our gaze as we waltzed in together. Both looked like they wanted to comment on our entrance, but neither did. Tyler set my bag on a chair, then removed his black Ray-Bans, tucking them into the case nestled in the side pocket of the bag.
“You ready?” Luke asked.
I gave a single nod, locking eyes with Nadia in a fierce stare.
“Remember,” Ian warned, “we’re on the same side. We just need it to look real on the night of the fight.”
Nodding, I unzipped my bag, taking out my neon pink hand wraps. As I wrapped my hand, Tyler remained protectively next to me, as if he were guarding me. Ice Man and Nico were patrolling the perimeter of the large room while other men worked on replacing the busted windows high on the walls. Several other workers were scattered throughout, doing whatever tasks they’d been assigned.
Luke twisted around, cupping his hands over his mouth. “Alright, everyone out!”
Ice Man & Nico escorted the men out. I wrapped my other wrist, and when I looked up, Nadia was already in the ring, stretching, with Carmine speaking to her in Italian, though I was too far away to understand either of them.
“So, is this official now?” Luke pointed back and forth between Tyler and me as I slid on the white and black glove, securing it.
“Yeah,” Tyler replied. “And before you ask, I’m fine with her fighting whoever.”
Ian slid his hands into his pockets. “Good.”
I finished securing the Velcro on the second glove. “I’m ready.” I stretched out my arm, leaning sideways, then the other way, before jabbing the air several times to ensure my arms were loose.
Tyler positioned himself in front of me. “If you need me to step in, let me know.”
“I’m good, plus you might get hurt.” I winked.
With a playful eye roll, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward him. Our lips met briefly before he took a step back. Ian and Luke observed us closely, their expressions unsure if they were happy or shocked. I tried not to think about last night and instead focused on controlling my anger toward Nadia.
Ian informed us both as I climbed into the ring, “During the fight, there will be a cage in place. But for now, this is just practice, so be careful not to get injured. We need you both in top shape.”
Nadia and I offered a simultaneous nod. “Do you think we can sell it?” she asked me quietly.
“I have no doubt in my mind, everyone will know I hate you.” I drew my fist back.
“Gia—”
BAM! Without hesitation, I delivered a powerful punch to her face. It was a dirty move, but she’d hurt my brother and deserved it. As she recoiled from the impact, I could hear her muttering under her breath.
“No!” Luke barked, and I twisted around. “Giaaa! No!”
I threw my arms out to the side, shrugging. “Oops.”
“No more oops!” Ian shouted.
I quickly glanced at Nadia, who was still clutching her face, before turning back to her. I let out a huff of frustration and declared, “Okay, now I’m ready.”
Making eye contact with one another, we circled left and right. She took a jab at me, and then I took one at her. Every move we made was with great precision and calculation. I hated to admit, she was fantastic at selling her rage, but I didn’t need help. I still loathed her.
I’d never forgive her for hurting Luca. I missed him. It was weird that I still hadn’t heard from him after so long. I dodged a kick to the side while deep in my thoughts. We’d always been close. I ducked out of the way of one of her punches. Once, Luca and I told one another everything. But after I started working for Ekaterina, things changed.
We only saw one another once in a while when he was in town for his concerts. Or when I traveled to New York to visit family or appear in court. Nadia jabbed me in the jaw and hopped out of the way of a sweep.
My thoughts drifted to last night, and I elbowed her in the head with a little more force than I should’ve used, however, we both stayed focused, moving around the ring like a perfect dance. Tyler didn’t freak out when I told him the secret I’d been harboring alone for so long. I cornered Nadia while my brain processed the physical and emotional damage Ekaterina, and her minions performed on me. They took away my choice, my rights, and my ability to be a mother!
Mindlessly, I took Nadia down to the floor, locking her limbs between mine, then flipped her over, delivering blow after blow to her. She cursed and shouted at me, but I was seeing red. I couldn’t stop. The anger flowing through my veins caused me to lose control.
“GIA!” Suddenly, arms wrapped around me from behind, pulling me to my feet.
Blinking away the memories, I twisted around to see Tyler. He backed me into the corner, and I propped my elbows on the top ropes. His hands pressed on both sides of me while he peered into my distant and watery gaze. “Baby, I know she and Luca had issues, but what could she possibly do to piss you off that much?”
Shaking my head, I rolled my eyes. “I’m fine. I just thought about what Kat did to me.”
“Princess,” he said, pressing his lips to my forehead, “we’ll get through this together. I’m here for you, but you have to be kind to her for the sake of the fight. Bigger picture, remember?”
I nodded. “Sorry.”
He chuckled. “Don’t apologize, just play nice, okay? For Ian’s sake?”
“Yes, sir .”
He cocked a brow. “Behave.”
Snickering, I glanced at Ian and Luke, but they were nowhere to be seen. “Where’d they go?” I asked, bringing my gaze back to Tyler.
“Ian got a call he took in the office.”
“Phew,” I sighed, “then they didn’t see that?”
“You’re good, don’t worry, but stay focused and remember why we’re here.”
“Okay.” I peeked around him to see Nadia alone in the opposite corner, gloves off, glaring at me while she drank water and wiped her face with a towel.
“I’ll be back if you girls will be okay alone?” He took a step back, looking between us. “I need to go check on things with the others.”
I dipped my head. “I’ll be fine.” I unfastened my gloves, tossing them on the ring floor.
“Okay.” He pressed his lips to my cheek, then climbed out of the ropes and hopped onto the floor, striding toward the little hallway that led to the offices.
Nadia sauntered over with a second water bottle, handing it to me.
“Thanks,” I mumbled, taking it from her and throwing my head back, squirting some in my mouth.
“I know you hate me, but what’s up your ass today?” she asked, taking a seat on the floor. She brought her legs into her chest and wrapped her arms around them. “I know we don’t know one another too well, really, but even I know when someone’s upset.”
Groaning to myself, I sat facing her, crossing my legs in front of me. “I’m just distracted and don’t want to discuss it with you, of all people.”
“Ya know,” she replied, “I didn’t cheat on your brother.”
“I’m not talking about this.”
“Well, I need to tell you what happened, so you know the truth,” she countered, and I remained silent, determined to ignore her. “Luca and I were so complicated, but we were younger. He was into the whole superstar life, and I wasn’t.”
“I don’t care,” I said, lifting the water bottle to my lips again.
“I know,” she continued, “but I do. I care about your entire family. And I still love Luca, if I’m being honest.”
Pausing, I stared ahead blankly for a moment before turning back to her, asking a question I was sure I’d regret. “If you love him, why’d you hurt him?”
“Have you ever said things to someone you didn’t mean or acted out just because you thought it’d help you get over them?”
“I think everyone has.” I couldn’t argue with that. I was notorious for acting out.
“It was my birthday, and he told me to be ready because he was done with a music video shoot and was flying right to me. He never showed up, so I thought something had happened. The flight was supposed to be three hours, so I cancelled my birthday plans with my friends and waited for him. I was dressed in his favorite outfit and fell asleep on the couch, waiting for him. Seven hours later, after no replies to my texts, I called him ten times until he answered. I was worried sick. It wasn’t like him at all. I heard girls in the background.”
“Shit,” I replied under my breath.
“Yep, he decided to go out with some models after his shoot because they invited him.” She shifted on the floor, propping back on her palms and extending her legs out in front of her, ankles crossed. “He was drunk and told me he got a blow job from one of them, so yeah, I was hurt and said a bunch of shit to hurt him, then dumped him.”
Oh, my God. I’d attacked her for no fucking reason . My loyalty would always be with my family, but that was a low blow from Luca.
“Later, he backpedaled and told me he didn’t get a BJ from anyone after telling me he did. So, I never knew if he was just being an asshole or if he actually cheated.”
“Okay,” I exhaled, “I’m sorry. I did?—”
“Gia,” Ian called out from the room entrance and he and the rest of the guys sauntered up to the ring, his hands in his pockets.
Nadia and I stood at the same time. “What’s going on?” I asked, searching each of their solemn expressions. “Who the fuck died?”
“No one,” Tyler replied.
“You and Luke are flying to New York immediately,” Ian announced.
“Wait,” I gasped, “for what?!”
“Your father’s Underboss and Consigliere have requested your presence,” Luke replied.
“Requested my presence?!” I snorted. “What the fuck is this, a joke?”
“Gia,” Ian muttered, and my expression turned to stone at the tone in his voice, “you need to go.”