This was torture. I was losing my mind with every tease, every touch and every whip.
The pain had given way to so form of sick pleasure and I found myself wanting him to fuck . Hard.
I wanted to feel him inside so bad.
"Jace please," I begged, not exactly knowing what I wanted.
He uncuffed one of my hands and I felt free, hoping he would release the other one but I was in for a ride. Literally.
Without warning, he entered from behind. I gasped as he slid into , holding on to the mattress as each thrust landed harder that the last.
My legs were shaking and I was trying to catch my breath as he fucked hard.
He spanked at intervals, dirty talking in my ears from ti to ti and it made crave him more. This was the wildest thing I had ever experienced and sick as it sounded, I wanted more of it.
I was close to my high when he pulled out yet again.
"Beg for it." He ordered, teasing my clit. I flinched.
"Please!"
"I can’t hear you."
"Please daddy!" I yelled as much as my voice could allow .
"Who owns this pussy?" He asked.
"You." I whimpered as he teased with the tip of his cock going in and out of .
The spanked my as and firmly grabbed my hips.
"Who do these hips belong to?"
I bit on my lower lip before I answered, "You, daddy."
"That’s right. So no man should be able to touch what’s mine!" He growled and slamd into yet again.
His thrusts were deep and soon I cumd all over his cock.
He ca soon after, pouring everything into . I sighed in satisfaction when he pulled out.
He uncuffed and carried to the bathroom. As usual.
It wasn’t until the water touched my back that I felt my skin burn. I couldn’t help but burst into tears as he washed up.
Jace did not utter a word as I cried. He just gently scrubbed my back, rinsed up and wrapped in a towel afterwards.
I was sobbing as he laid on my belly and applied ointnt on my wounds.
He fed soon after that, still not speaking. I opened my mouth as he spooned the food in. He stopped and wiped my tears every now and then. I wondered if it was his own way of apologizing for how rough he was with .
"You have pretty eyes." He said, looking into my eyes like he was caught in a trance, while he tucked in for a nap.
I couldn’t help but wonder if he was bipolar. Wasn’t he the man who tried to ruin barely an hour before? How was he this kind and sweet person who moved from hitting to washing up, treating my wounds and making sure I was fed?
To top it off, he was complinting while putting to sleep like a child.
It was an absurd experience.
"Thank you," I managed to say in response before shutting my eyes to sleep.
It was one of the best sleeps I’d ever had.
I had no idea how long I had slept but when I opened my eyes, he was not in the room. I had no idea where he went.
I got out of bed after a while, wanting to head downstairs for the first ti all day. Sohow I found myself going in the opposite direction towards his ho office instead.
There, I overheard him on the phone sounding furious.
"Kazimir and the Castillos ssed with at the worst possible ti!" He thundered, pacing the room.
"They sure have so nerve. But you need to calm down."
I was wrong about him talking on the phone because when I took a small peek into the office, I saw that his mother was standing there trying to calm him down.
"Mother can you believe they sent three hungry looking goons to try and get rid of ? ?! The Don Romano. I have never been so insulted in my entire life!"
I clasped my palm over my mouth. He just survived an assassination attempt. That was why he was so angry and he decided to take it out on ?
Why did I have to be the one to bear the brunt of his anger? I winced as the wounds in my back began to hurt again.
"You have to calm down." Donna Carla repeated.
"I can’t stay calm. This is war." He stated vehently. I had never heard him express that much anger in his voice.
"Don’t take the bait."
"What the fuck are you talking about?!"
"Language young man." Donna Carla snapped.
"Apologies," I heard him mutter.
"All this would not be happening if you had simply married Caterina and joined our families!" She yelled back at him.
I swallowed. Donna Carla still wanted him to marry Caterina and now I saw why.
I heard him groan in frustration.
"Again with this! You think the Castillos would not try to overthrow our empire from the inside if I had married Caterina. You really they’re to be trusted? They’re better off fighting us from the outside than being the enemy within."
I was shocked to find out that the Castillos were his core rivals. Now it made perfect sense why he did not go ahead and marry his ex. They both had concrete reasons.
"You’re too stubborn. Whatever cos out of this is on you Jacopo." She said.
"Don’t call that!"
I flinched at the way he yelled at his mother. It seed like the na had triggered sothing and the awkward silence that ca afterwards confird it.
Having heard enough, I scurried away from the door and slipped into his bedroom.
When he ca back into the room, he took one look at and asked,
"What did you hear?"
Oh shit.
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