Chapter 20 Luciano
Luciano
This wasn’t how it was supposed to go down.
“You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, Charlie.” This is the last thing I need after the night we’ve had. She stands in front of me completely naked, trying to look confident in what she’s saying to me, but I see the hesitation behind her eyes.
She lifts her chin, trying to stay strong. “Yes, I do.”
“You won’t be able to handle this dark side of me.” If she knew everything I’ve done in the past, she wouldn’t be standing in front of me. She would be running out the doors, trying to escape the demon that I am.
She places her hands on her hips and spits back, “I’ll be the judge of that.”
I storm towards her, grabbing her by the front of her neck, slamming her against the wall. My grip tightens around her throat. “You’ll hate me for it.”
She gasps beneath my grip. “No, I won’t,” she says, trying to reach out to touch me.
I ease my hold just enough so she can breathe. “You’ll be begging me to stop.” A demonic chuckle escapes me as I start to think of ways I can use her.
“Fuck you, Luci,” she hurls, trying to get under my skin, but her eyes shine with desire.
I shut my eyes, forcing myself to block out every shred of emotion. She asked for this; she wants the demon I was trained to become. Raised in the mafia’s ruthless underworld, molded to be the best, I am the scariest motherfucker when needed. She’s barely glimpsed the surface of what I am.
I open my eyes and see her waiting, daring me to make a move. My thumb brushes against her bottom lip. “Remember, Principessa, you asked for this.”
Before she can retort, I cover her mouth with my hand before I push her legs open with my knees and thrust three fingers deep inside her.
She lets out a muffled moan against my hand as I move my fingers in and out of her fast and hard, feeling her cunt pulsing around my fingers.
I rip my hand out of her before she can come, and smear her juices all over her face. But she doesn’t react.
I grab her leg and fling it over mine, spreading her wider to give me better access. I shove one finger into her ass without any lube and two in her cunt.
She yelps with a mix of pleasure and pain. With her ass strangling my finger, I push deeper in. Her breathing comes heavier just as her body starts trembling. I pull away, letting her drop to the floor. I storm over to the bed, my hard cock standing tall in anticipation. “Crawl here.”
Surprise flickers across her face. Finally, we’re getting somewhere. “Wh-what?”
“Fucking crawl your ass over here or get the fuck out,” I roar, but she obeys, crawling across the floor until she’s kneeling at my feet.
Her hand reaches for my cock, but I smack it away.
“No.” I circle behind her, grabbing her hair, yanking her head back so she’s staring up at me.
“Spread your legs and play with yourself.”
Her eyes turn seductively dark as she starts fingering herself.
I stroke my cock, matching her rhythm. Her moans grow louder, her breath ragged.
She’s close to the edge. I move in front of her, sliding my cock into her mouth and coming down her throat instantly.
She swallows every drop, the naughty girl she is.
When I pull out of her mouth, she licks her lips, savoring every last drop of me.
“On the bed,” I order. I grab a tie from my closet and use it to bind her wrists to the headboard.
She lays there silently, watching me. She slowly spreads her legs open, showing me her swollen glistening cunt, begging me for my next move.
I grab a candle out of the drawer and light it up, dripping the molten wax onto her body.
I start at her tits, leaving a trail of white dots along her body until I get to her cunt.
She arches, squirming against the heat of the wax. “Luciano,” she moans. I paint around her delicate lips with the molten wax, and as she starts to moan louder, I blow out the candle and bite her cunt hard. She screams with pleasure.
I’m in control, I remind myself, and as much as I love to hear her moan my name, not tonight.
I reach into my bedside table and grab the roll of tape, ripping some off and plastering it across her mouth so she can’t make a sound.
I sink my teeth into her right tit and continue to bite all over her body.
She’s covered in my teeth marks. But she doesn’t ask me to stop.
Lust burns in her eyes. She’s just as addicted to this as I am.
I’ve unleashed a demon within her—she is just like me and it drives me wild.
I grab her by the ass and flip her over, her hands still tied to the headboard.
“You’re enjoying this too much,” I growl, biting her shoulder.
I grind my cock along her crack, pressing into it slightly.
Spreading her ass cheeks, I spit down on her hole, lubing her up, and ram inside her. Her muffled scream is laced with pain.
I don’t give her time to adjust to my sheer size before I start fucking her ass hard.
I grip the back of her neck with one hand, forcing her further down into the mattress.
I put all my body weight on her and I continue to fuck her.
When she starts pushing back against me, I ease my weight off her, grabbing her by her waist to pull her up on her knees.
I start fucking her cunt with my fingers, timing it with my cock in her ass.
Her body tightens, telling me she’s about to come.
I rip the tape off her mouth seconds before she screams my name, loud enough my brothers probably hear from their house. I follow shortly after.
I pull out, untie her wrists and storm to the bathroom, trying to steady my breath. The shower soothes me as I try to push the demon back into his cage, reminding myself over and over to breathe. Charlie doesn’t come to join me. When I return to my bedroom, I see why. She’s gone. Fuck!
I storm over to her bedroom, ass naked, cock on full display. I try to open her door but it’s locked.
“Charlie!” I knock hard on her door, but she doesn’t answer. I shoulder the door. “Open the fucking door!” She still doesn’t respond.
I can hear footsteps coming up the stairs, but I ignore them and slam into the door again, the wood splintering just enough for me to push it open.
“Is Charlie okay?” Rocco asks when he sees me. His eyes quickly avert when he realizes I’m naked.
“No one is to come up here until I say,” I tell him, not moving from the open door.
Rocco nods his understanding and slowly walks back down the stairs, but I see him hesitate a couple steps down.
When I move into Charlie’s room, she’s curled up on the floor, naked and sobbing.
I bend down and pick her up, carry her into the bathroom and sit her on the vanity while I run the bath.
Once it’s full, I lower gently into the bath with her on my lap.
She winces, pain flashing across her face when the warm water touches her body, my teeth marks and dried wax cover her.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, pulling her gently back to me so she’s leaning against my chest. I kiss the back of her neck gently until she stops crying. Was I too hard with her?
“Face me, please, Principessa,” I urge. She hesitates, so I pick her up and turn her around so she’s straddling my lap. I stroke her cheek gently, wiping away her last tear. I can see she wants to ask me something. “What do you want to know?”
She stares down at the bubbles. “What made you like this?”
“Caterina,” I say, my voice heavy with guilt.
“What did she do to you?”
I have to give her something, it’s the least I can do.
“My father died when I was thirteen,” I say, rubbing her waist slowly.
She finally looks up at me. “He was her underboss, like Stefano is for me. When someone in the mafia dies, especially a high ranker, the Don pays their respect to the family. So when I opened the door that night and saw Caterina standing there, I lashed out and destroyed our entire house. Like you, it was just me and my dad—my mum died giving birth to me. So I was extra angry because I thought I was an orphan. But your mother liked that side of me and used it against me. She trained me to be her loyal underboss.”
She listens, her eyes softening with every word I speak. “I’ve done some terrible things over the years for her, and I will do it again if it means protecting this family. But I don’t want you to see that side of me. You deserve better.”
“What did you do tonight?” she asks.
I look away, the guilt extra thick tonight. “You don’t want to know.”
She grabs me by the chin, forcing me to look at her. “Don’t fucking shut me out, Luciano.”
I take a deep breath. “We interrogated the men from the yards when they didn’t give us any information.
We visited one of their families, kidnapped his wife and brought her back to the bunker.
” I shake my head. “We don’t normally torture women, but tonight I wasn’t thinking straight.
My mind just kept going back to seeing you on the floor being strangled by that man. ”
“What did you do?”
“We brought his wife into the room, he started yelling at us, telling us that his boss will find Caterina’s daughter and he’ll send us a video of his men raping her.
” She freezes on my lap, listening to my words.
“Mattia lost his shit, punching him over and over again. His wife wouldn’t stop screaming so I backhanded her to get her to shut up.
It took both Carlo and Stefano to get Mattia off him and calmed down. I sent him out of the room after that.”
She rests her hand on my chest. “Then what happened?”
“We stripped his wife naked and chained her up in front of him. Every time he didn’t answer our questions, we took a pound of her flesh, but he never gave in. There was nothing left of her, and he still didn’t give away his boss’s name.”
“Where is he now?”
“Chained in the room with his dead wife’s body parts scattered around him.” I stare into her eyes, but she doesn’t show any signs of running or disgust.
“Was it justified, what you did?” she asks instead.
“I would do it again if it meant keeping you safe.” I bring her forehead to mine. Her nipples touch my chest, my dick now hard against her pussy. Charlie leans in to kiss me softly, her teeth tugging my lips.
“Principessa,” I moan into her mouth. She takes my cock in her hand, lining it up with herself and slides down onto me. I kiss every inch of her bare skin as she rides me. I let her take control, leaning back to hold her waist and let her use me.
When she’s spent, we climb into her bed where I hold her until sleep takes her. I lay there awake for hours, hoping she is strong enough to survive this world.