Chapter 8
DARIO
ONE WEEK LATER
“ H ow’s married life?” My father asks me when I turn up at his home. “I see you failed to bring my daughter-in-law with you.”
“She’s at home, adjusting to her new role,” I explain, leaving out the part that I don’t like the idea of bringing her here. Madalina’s tongue is far too sharp for my father to tolerate and since he’s been giving me the silent treatment, I’m unsure what his response to my actions last week will be.
“I heard you took care of the Luca situation.” He seems impressed as he pours himself a drink. “That can’t have been easy for you. I know there was a time when the two of you were close.”
“I assume you are aware of the other situation I took care of,” I point out, accepting the glass he offers me. I won’t play his games. We both know it’s the reason he summoned me here.
“If I wanted Hex dead, I wouldn’t have had you punish Luca for his lack of self-control,” he tells me, acting much calmer than I expected, maybe he’s going soft in his old age .
“He called my wife a whore,” I tell him, lighting myself a cigarette and deciding that no more explanation is needed.
“Well, you can pay the staff at my clinic a bonus for their discretion,” he tells me with a chuckle that seems to put an end to the matter. Which surprises me considering Hex and my father were so close.
“I have some events I need you to attend, the walls seem to be closing in around Brooklyn. Luca may have been out of line in his actions but he was right. Hex wasn’t treating his men fairly which tells me he lost their respect, without respect there is no handle on his streets. I will give his brother time in his new leadership role to make improvements, but I need you to start showing your presence. Remind everyone that we are watching and that there are standards to be maintained.
You can put that pretty, new wife of yours to good use. Have her talk to some of the wives.”
“I don’t want Madalina involved in business,” I point out.
“ Madalina is family, now,” he reminds me with a clever grin on his face.
“I will take her to the events and let us be seen together, but I won’t use her like that.” I make that very clear. In this world, a woman can be equally as dangerous as her husband. Women’s whispers are often the cause of war between our factions.
“I want you to keep your eye on her brother too, he has the heart of an upriser and brains of a mule.”
I chuckle to myself when I think about how much Nicolas Conte hates me. He’s always struck me as a jealous fool. There is no way his family would have earned their district without Madalina being part of the deal. It will hurt him to know that he owes me a favor after last week’s events, maybe even more than it hurts him to know I can fuck his sister, whenever I want.
“Consider it done. Was that all?” I check, keen to get back home .
“I worry about you getting distracted,” he admits.
“By what?” I at least act like I don’t know what he’s talking about.
“The girl. She’s beautiful, and you have different values when it comes to her.”
“She’s my wife, isn't that how it’s supposed to be?” I stare back at him blankly, knowing that my mother was never his first priority. He cheated on her time and time again and she always found it in her heart to forgive him. She even welcomed my bastard brother into our home on the rare occasions that he visited.
“You are a DeMarco before you are a husband,” he reminds me.
“Look, I didn’t come here for a lecture. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m focused,” I assure him.
“I’m sure you are, my concern is what your focus is on.”
“Like always, father, it’s on the family.” I knock back my drink and place it on his desk before making my way out of his office and heading back home.
Madalina is in the garden when I get home, she’s reading a book out on the patio and her skin is looking beautifully sunkissed. I almost feel bad for leading her into such false pretenses. Those pills I gave her are certainly not going to prevent her from becoming pregnant. If anything, they are going to enhance the chances. I have contacts everywhere and the Walsh family's son, who recently opened his own fertility clinic, owes me a serious favor for what I did to the man who his wife cheated on him with.
Madalina has no idea that with each pill she pops, she tips the odds more and more in my favor .
“Hello, husband.” She places her book down and looks up at me cheerily. This girl likes to get her own way, and thinking that she’s beaten me at something has given her a whole new lease of life.
“Afternoon.” I take a seat beside her and look out at the view, you can just about see the city in the distance, and seeing it look so small helps remind me that not everything has to be about work.
“How was your father?” She makes polite conversation.
“His usual self, he sends his best.” I smile and when she stands up in front of me and blocks the sun I stare up at her and frown.
“Would you like to take a walk with me?” She holds out her hand.
“A walk?” I laugh.
“Yes, a walk. We have all this beautiful land around us, it’s a beautiful day and I’d like to get to know you better.”
How can this girl go from being tear-at-your-own-skin frustrating to so adorably cute?
“Fine,” I humor her, taking her hand and letting her lead the way. We walk toward the huge lake that's at the bottom of the lawn and it earns me a few shocked looks from my guards when they look down from the house.
“So, what do you like to do?” she asks, as if she actually might care “You know, besides hurting people and coming inside me.” She turns her head to look at me, and when I see her tongue rolling around the inside of her cheek I want to grab her face and kiss the smirk right off it.
“I don’t have hobbies. No time for them.” I shrug
“You should make time, all work and no play makes?—”
“What about you?” I interrupt. “There must be something you like to do.”
“Plenty. I like going to the movies, shopping with my friends, and winding up my husband to the point that he wants to spank me.” The playful side of her is really coming out today, and I like it a whole lot.
“You like the pain I give you,” I point out, and she doesn’t confirm or deny it with the shrug her shoulders make.
“You're a strange one,” she tells me as we nearly make it the whole way around the lake.
“I’m strange? ” I stop and frown at her.
“I don’t think that you hate me, in fact, I think you're trying really hard to, but you can’t.” Her tongue wets her bottom lip and makes me want to grip it between my teeth.
“Do you hate me? ” I ask, knowing that her answer has the power to hurt me.
“I find you tolerable these days.” She smiles. “I like that you listened to my request over the whole birth control thing, and you're not bad to look at.” She sniggers, and I don’t care who’s watching when I grab her by her hip and drag her closer.
“Dario DeMarco, are you going kiss me in front of your staff?” She makes it sound like a dare.
“I’m going to do a lot more than kiss you.” I drag her over to the marble bench that looks over the lake and spin her around, so she’s facing the house.
“Dario, what are you doing?” She sounds nervous as I step up behind her.
“Turn your backs!” I call out to the three men who are standing guard and looking down, over us.
“Dario, you can’t! Not here, they’ll know.” She looks back at me over her shoulder as I ensure they’ve all done as I’ve ordered.
“Keep facing forward,” I tell her as I lift the dress she’s wearing up over her hips and reveal her peachy ass. “Rest your hands on the surface and bend over for me,” I order, smoothing my hand over her ass cheek .
“Dario, they’ll— ahhhhh! ” she gasps when my palm stings her ass.
“Do as I say. Bad wives get punished, good ones get rewards,” I warn her.
“And what will my reward be?” She sounds intrigued.
“A pussy dripping with my cum.” I soothe my hand over the red mark I’ve given her and smile proudly. I love marking her, I can’t even imagine how much I’m going to love seeing her belly stretch, knowing it’s me who caused it.
“You really are obsessed with that, aren’t you?” Her giggle turns into a wail when I spank her again.
And taking out my cock, I stretch the little thong she's wearing to the side and clear a path for it to enter her. My arm reaches over her back so I can gather her hair in my hand and use it to pull back her head.
“Tell me you don’t like it, tell me you don’t like having this pussy spilling with my cum.” I make sure the thick head of my cock presses against her entrance and teases.
“I like it, now there's no risk in it,” she whispers, making me fucking angry at the lengths I’m having to go to, to get what I want. I don’t like lying to Madalina. I don’t want to deceive her this way, but I want her knocked up and carrying my heir more than I want to take my next breath.
She may hate me for it for a short time, but I already know Madalina will feel nothing but love for the child I give her.
She moans as I slide inside her, gripping her hips tights as I smash into them fast and hard.
“You take my cock so well, you’ve adjusted to me already.” I smack her ass again and growl as she clenches around me.
“Dario.” The way she groans my name pushes me to go harder and suddenly she doesn’t seem to care about the guards. I want to come fast inside her, then take some time fucking it as deep into her womb as I can get it. Just thinking about knocking her up will keep my dick hard long after I’ve finished.
Madalina doesn’t hold out on me for long, her fingers grip the marble as she comes while I hold her tight to my body and shoot my load deep inside her.
“You feel that warming you up inside, baby girl?” I speak sharply into her ear. “One day that's going to bind you to me for life.” I stroke my hand over her lower belly and she leans her head back against my shoulder while she catches her breath.
“I am obsessed with having my cum inside you. You like to toy with me, You like to irritate me and I like you to be reminded of who owns you.” I keep my cock seated inside her as I spin our bodies so she’s looking out to the lake, and rest down on the bench with her on my lap. She groans at the new angle my cock finds inside her.
“Are you going to come for me again?” I reach my arm around her body and slide my fingers into her panties, her pussy is so fucking wet that she soaks through the cotton. As I slowly stroke her clit I rock her hips back and forth on my lap.
“I thought you already came?” She grips the arm I have around her body, holding it tighter against her.
“I’ve got plenty more to give you,” I whisper in her ear as I ensure I fuck what I’ve given her deep into her unprotected womb. She feels so fucking good like this, and I slide her hair over her shoulder and trace kisses over it while she unwittingly allows me to breed her.
She wouldn’t believe it if I told her, but I’m going to take such good care of her. The crazy thing is, I already know how much satisfaction it will give me. She and my child will want for nothing. I already feel that strong urge to protect her from the world and I’m not even sure that she’s knocked up yet.
Her body is going to look so beautiful as it changes for me. I want to whisper that in her ear, to let her know that not only is her pussy unprotected but it’s even more fertile than it should be. However, if I did she’d just go back to hating me, and as much as I love it when she’s mad at me, it makes my task too hard. Besides, I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise.
“Dario,” she whispers my name as she starts to come for me again.
“You want more, baby girl? All you have to do is ask. Ask me to come, beg me to fill your pussy, because you like it too.”
“I want more.” She rolls her head back and sighs defeatedly as I rock her back and forth on my lap ensuring that she gets what she needs.
“I’m going to come so deep inside you, I’ll be spilling out of you for days.” I sink my teeth into her shoulder and hold her down on me as I come again, this time it makes my head fucking spin and I swear it’s because she asked me for it.
I grip at her tight, squeezing at her tits through her dress and trying to ground myself as she sucks on me from the inside.
“Do you think they saw us?” she asks breathlessly as I slide my hand down to her waist and hold it against her flat tummy. I take great satisfaction from knowing there could be a tiny part of me rooted inside her already, growing stronger by the day.
“Do you care?” I ask, preventing her from standing and keeping my dick inside her. I’m not wasting a single opportunity to make this happen. She’s bound to be due on her period any day now, and I’m holding on to the hope that it won’t come.
“Well, it is kind of embarrassing.” She looks back at me over her shoulder and I snatch her jaw in my hand.
“You never feel embarrassed about coming for your husband. Never .” I kiss her hard on the mouth and smile the way her cheeks turn even hotter .
“Dario.” She slides her hand over mine where it’s resting on her flat stomach.
“It’s not a ‘no’ to the whole baby thing, it’s just a ‘not yet’. You understand that, don’t you?” There’s a hint of desperateness in her voice that almost tugs on my conscience and when she stands up, making my cock slip out of her, she spins around so she’s facing me. I look up at her as she rests her hands on my shoulders.
“I’m starting to actually enjoy being your wife.” She’s got a cute smirk on her face that has me reaching between her legs and sliding my finger back into her panties, scooping up any cum that’s escaped her and pushing it back inside. She opens her mouth and closes her eyes, enjoying how it feels.
“You like that too, Mrs. DeMarco?” I check, feeling her walls throb around my fingers as she nods her head and cautiously looks over my shoulder toward my guards.
“You want to give me one more?”
“They could turn around.” She shakes her head but at the same time rolls her hips against my hand.
“They won’t because I ordered them not to. You can come as many times as you want.”
She says nothing in response, just nods her head.
“Do you want to know a secret?” I whisper as I keep fucking my cum into her with my fingers.
“ I’m really starting to enjoy being your husband.” I curl my fingers inside her and watch her buckle as she gives me what I want and comes for me again.