Chapter 36: Such A Whore For Me

Chapter 36: Such A Whore For Me

Luciano

The next day, I decided to take her out for dinner with some business associates at one of my restaurants. I had clearly explained on the ride there that I didn't want any funny business from her side tonight. I had important matters to discuss with my business associate and the whole night, she was a good girl, obeying my wishes until the last hour. She seemed bored after a while and thought it was a good idea to tease the shit out of me.

I was sitting beside her and her hand started playing with the zipper of my pants, I gave her a warning glare and she only looked up at me through her eyelashes. I lifted her hand away and readjust myself, trying to calm down my growing hard on without success. After some time, she instead took a hold of my hand and brought it between her thighs, my jaw clenched when I felt her soaking center. She wasn't wearing and fucking panties, she guilded my hand to rub her clit and her head rested on my shoulder. I couldn't find the strength to pull away.

When she whimpered in my ear, I pulled my hand away. I wanted to fúck her, actually, I wanted to destroy her but not here. Not in front of these people. When we finally got into the car to return back to my house, I took a hold of her throat and pulled her closer.

“What the fuck do you think you were doing?” I hissed and she bit her lip.

“I just wanted you to touch me.” Her low voice went straight to my dick, it was about to burst through my pants any time now. I chuckled but not a hint of humor in my voice.

“You just wait till we get back home, angel.”

I turned on the car engine and she had a slight nervous expression on her beautiful face. When we finally arrived, I pulled her up the stairs and with a push, forced her on the bed.

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Abigail POV.

I gasped at his aggressive push and watched as he took off his clothes. He then ripped the dress off me, leaving me fully naked. He growled at the sight of my hardened nipples.

“Sit up and give me your hands.” He ordered.

I listened and he used his tie to bind me to the bed frame. He pulled my ankles down, forcing me to lay down flat. He crawled on top of me and wrapped his hand around my throat hard and my lips parted. He lowered his face to the side of my head.

“I want to destroy you until you are begging me to stop.”

I whimpered when his other hand guided his dick to my soaked entrance while staring into my eyes, he shoved himself into me and way too hard but I still felt pleasure.

“You think you can fucking tease me like that not get punished? Do you know what your punishment is going to be?” He breathed above me.

“N…no.”

“To take my dick every fucking way I tell you to.” He gritted.

He pounded harder, pulling my knees over his shoulders as he fucked me deeper and deeper. I screamed in pain and pleasure, he had never fucked me this aggressively before.

“Such a whore for me, aren't you?” He grunted.

“Yes, daddy.” I whimpered, he thrusted harder and literally destroyed me.

“Who do you belong to, who owns this fucking cunt of yours?” He asked and I moaned louder at his words.

“You, only you.” I mumbled and he swore under his breath.

The orgasm ripped through me but he didn't give me a chance to relax. He continued fucking me, grunting and moaning and still staring into my eye with a hand around my throat.

“I can't, please, Luciano.” I whimpered desperately.

The pleasure was too much even though I had only orgasmed. He slapped my cheek, not hard but enough to make me gasp and then returned his hand to hold my jaw. The pain on my skin went straight to my core.

“Take it,” he commanded.

He looked at me, waiting for a reaction to his sudden slap, I smiled and he smirked back, still fucking me hard. Another orgasm went through my body and my back arched. He shot his load inside me with a grunt and we both breathed heavily. The smell of sex and sweat filled the room, he took a hold of my jaw and gave me a passionate kiss before pulling away.

“You like it when I treat you like my whore, don't you?” He breathed.

“Fucking yes.” I moaned.

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Luciano POV.

After I made sure she was asleep, I felt the need to take a cigarette and stepped out on the balcony that was a part of the room. I lit it up and enjoy the silence of the night. This was until I saw two figures at the end of the garden, how the hell did they get in? I squinted, trying to see their faces but it was too dark. They hadn't seen me, I guessed and as they tried to carefully walked across it towards the house, it was only a matter of time before my guards caught them. But I felt the need to practice my shooting from distance.

With the cigarettes between my lips, I pulled out the gun that was where I always kept it and pointed it to one of them. They were moving slowly, making it easier for me. I got one of them in the leg on the first shot, he let out a quiet pained scream and the other one rushed to him. Stupid choice, I shot him too in the arm and then in the leg as well. Neither of them could move and I saw my guards running towards them. Abigail stirred in her sleep, she must have been exhausted to not wake up from a gunshot. Although the balcony doors were soundproof, I calmly threw the cigarettes on the ground and stepped on it. I walked downstairs, I already guessed who they were. The Black Lotus Mafia.

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“Good morning,” I said when I saw her entering the kitchen.

She looked hot in my t-shirt, it reached her middle thighs. She smiled when she saw me and raised her arms over her head to stretch.

“Good morning.” She greeted me back.

I sat the cup down on the kitchen island and patted my thigh.

“Come here.” She blushed when she understood what I wanted and walked to sit on my lap. I gave her a kiss and lifted my cup to her.

“Coffee?” She nodded and took it gently.

I asked her what she thought about the dinner last night and how she felt about meeting my business associate. She said that she enjoyed it and she likes everyone. She told how comfortable she felt being around my mother.

All of sudden, Oliver and Dale entered the kitchen with Ambrose behind them. They had been taking care of the two The Black Lotus Mafia while I was having breakfast with Abigail.

“Oh, hi, Abigail.” Oliver and Dale said at the same time and she chuckled.

“Hi guys.” She greeted them back.