Six Months in the Mobsters Bed

Chapter Eight

Lena' POV

I let out a shaky breath, feeling a bit anxious as I rubbed my arms to comfort myself. I knew deep down that this night was going to feel really long and difficult.

There was a heavy feeling in my stomach that made me uneasy. I couldn't shake off my feeling of dread about what Luca might be planning or what he had waiting for me.

Just a little less than five minutes later, there was a gentle knock on the door, and the maid peeked her head inside the room. She said kindly

“He is ready to see you now, miss.”

I took a deep breath and tried to gather my courage as I walked behind Maria. We moved through several long hallways that seemed to stretch on forever until we reached a beautiful study.

This room had a large wall filled with windows that let in a lot of light. In the center of the room, there was a huge desk made of shiny mahogany wood. Sitting behind this impressive desk was Luca.

He looked exactly like the powerful man he was, dressed sharply in a perfectly fitted pinstripe suit that added to his commanding presence.

He lifted his big hand and waved it in a gesture for me to come closer to him. His dark eyes were fixed on me intensely, which made my heart race with excitement and a bit of nervousness. Despite the fluttering in my chest, I decided to follow his instructions and moved closer.

As I approached, Luca stood up from where he was seated. He started taking off his suit jacket in a very organized manner, letting it slide off his shoulders and onto the chair.

He then loosened his necktie, making it more comfortable around his neck. Next, he rolled up his sleeves, and I could see the vibrant and colorful tattoos that decorated his strong forearms.

I really tried my best not to stare at him because I knew it wasn't polite but I found it very difficult to look away.

Raf had this strong and natural charm that was undeniably attractive, and even now it was hard to ignore. He casually sat down on the edge of his desk and gently signaled for me to come over and stand in front of him.

I made an effort to concentrate on anything other than the tall and imposing figure of Luca. He was standing in front of me, and I could see him starting to take off his clothes.

As he undressed, I caught sight of his strong, well-defined arms and the bright, colorful tattoos that decorated his skin.

At that moment, I realized that this was the moment I had been anticipating. It was the time when I would need to completely give in and submit to him.

“I want you to take off your clothes and caress your body for me,” he said straightforwardly, his deep voice showing no feelings at all.

“Begin by focusing on your breasts. I would like to see you enjoy yourself and reach the point of climax. Do you understand what I’m asking?”

I stared at him wide-eyed, feeling my face turn bright red with embarrassment.

“Wait, you want me to do what?!” I exclaimed, my voice rising in surprise.

Without thinking, I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to shield myself.

“There’s no way I’m going to just masturbate myself in front of you!”

Luca's face remained the same, showing no signs of emotion, but something was unsettling in his eyes that suggested he meant business.

He looked at Lena and said firmly.

“I think I have expressed my position clearly now. You are here to fulfill my desires and requirements; however, I ask you to do so. If you don't comply, then I will have no choice but to send you to Hugo, and I can assure you that the experience there will not be nearly as pleasant for you. So it's entirely up to you to decide.”

I couldn't take my eyes off him as my heart raced in my chest. Oh my goodness, this man was so incredibly frustrating!

Yet deep down, I understood that he was being completely serious and genuine in what he was saying. It became clear to me that I didn't really have any true options or alternatives in this situation.

With my hands trembling slightly, I stretched out my fingers to grab the zipper of my little black dress. In that moment, it felt as if I was giving away my very soul to the devil himself, as if I was making a dark and serious deal that I could never take back.

I took a deep breath, feeling a bit shaky, as I slowly began to pull my dress down from my shoulders. I let it slip down my body until it fell to the ground, creating a small puddle of fabric at my feet.

Now I stood in front of Luca wearing only my delicate black bra and matching panties. I could feel my skin tingling and getting goosebumps under the weight of his intense gaze as if his eyes were examining me very closely.

“Well?” he asked with an expression that showed he was not very warm or friendly. “Please don’t make me have to ask you again.”

I swallowed very hard and felt a lump in my throat as I carefully reached behind my back to unhook my bra. Once I managed to do that, it fell to the floor along with my dress.

I felt a strong urge to cover myself with my hands, but I tried to resist the temptation because I knew that doing so would only make him want me more.

My breasts were very large and soft and stood out nicely. The n*****s on my breasts were a lovely shade of rosy pink, and I could see that they were starting to harden a little bit because he was looking at me so intently.

As Luca looked at my body, I started to feel a warmth and dampness in my underwear, which made me aware of how I was reacting to his gaze.

Gently and carefully, I placed my hands around my breasts, feeling the softness of my skin as I kneaded and massaged the flesh. With my fingers, I rolled and pinched my n*****s lightly, letting out soft whimpers as waves of pleasure traveled through my body…