obsessed with his badass ex-wife

Chapter 10

Natalie

My heart thumped uncontrollably the moment Mario pushed me onto his bed. I haven't fully recovered from last night and he wants to put that huge monster inside me again!!!

Hell no!

I crawled away from him, fighting him from getting what he wanted.

As I fought against him, I unintentionally landed a punch on his face. I gasped in shock when his head turned to the side, shocked what I had done.

“I...I didn't mean to hit you," I muttered, reaching out my hand to touch his face.

He looked back at me, rolling his tongue inside his mouth. I could sense the annoyance in his eyes as he glared down at me.

“Hit me again." he breathed out. I stared at him confused.

“What?"

“Hit me again, Sunshine." He repeated with a hoarse voice.

I lifted my hand and gave him a reluctantly smack on his face.

“Harder," he commanded.

My heart sank with fear and confusion. He wanted me to inflict pain on him.

“You are freaking me out, Mario," I yelled, trembling under him.

He lifted my hand to his face and kissed it gently while staring down at me with a hard gaze.

“There is no need for you to be afraid. I just want you to hit. I know you have always wanted to hit me for hurting you and I am giving you the chance to do that," he muttered, brushing kisses on my skin. “Now, hit me like you mean it." He looked at me with an emotion that scared me.

“No. Even though I hate you now, I can't bring myself to hurt you. So stop asking me to hurt you."

His face dulled down in disappointment before he moved away from me.

“You can leave. Come back before six in the evening," he coldly said before he walked out of the room.

I let out a sigh, holding my shirt against my racing heart. I have never felt so intense around anyone like this.

Mario made me feel so self aware and uncomfortable whenever he was around. And now that he asked me to hurt him made it even worse.

Why the hell would he want me to hit him? Gosh, he is insane.

I quickly got up from his bed, dressed up and left the room before he returned worse than before.

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At the bar, I felt so stressed out and lost in my thoughts. Mario's behavior this morning still bothered me. I mean, who on earth would want something like that? To be inflicted with pain!!!

“Sis, are you alright?" my brother brought me out of my thoughts.

“I am fine."

“No, you are not. You have been stirring the same cup of tea for two hours now. There is surely something bothering you," he said, taking note of my absence.

Since he insisted on knowing what troubled me, I decided to ask him about it.

“Cole, When someone ask you to hurt them while...um..Ahem... doing that..."

“You mean s*x?"

“Don't say it out loud. Yes." I flushed red from his bluntness.

“Did someone ask you to hurt them?" he asked, prying for more details.

“Just answer the damn question." I hissed and he flinched back.

“Fine, you don't need to be harsh. Well, people who are inclined to pain while having s*x tend to have dark fantasies. Just like b**m, they are usually the subs that enjoy pain from their masters. To them, that's the only way the can enjoy pleasure," he explained.

“You can leave now," I dismissed him after he was done talking.

I got more curious about what he explained and decided to search it up. I read up everything about b**m and how people into it devise methods to get pleasure.

If Mario is into this kind of thing, then he must be sick in the head. I still don't understand why someone would enjoy pain.

As I pondered about different ways to approach the matter, A little bum wrap in sweaters ran up to me.

“Mommy. I miss you so much. Why didn't you come home last night? Did I do something wrong?" she asked, sulking like a lost puppy.

I carried her into my arms and kissed her cheeks. “Of course not. Mommy isn't mad at Tessa. I had a lot of work to do last night." I assured her and she smiled cheerfully.

Tessa was like a gem to me, precious and sweet to me. Without her, I won't exist. She helped me get over my past and I will forever be grateful to her.

“Okay, Mommy. Will you come home today?" she asked sweetly.

“Mommy has a lot of work to do today as well."

“But I want Mommy to put me in bed today." She sulked.

I wish I could do what she wanted. But I can't because I have to protect her from Mario. He is the last person I would want to have his hands on my daughter.

“Mommy will come home and tuck you in before you sleep. But you have to promise me that you will listen to granny for me. Promise." I brought out my pinky finger.

“Promise." she sealed it, giggling in excitement.

I spent the rest of the day with her, while Cole ran the bar.

Once it was six in the evening, I handed Tessa to my mom. I made sure she fell asleep in my arms so that she won't feel sad by absence.

“Take care of her, Mom. I will be back in the morning. Good night." I wished her before entering a cab that drove me to Mario's remote house.

By the time I got back, it was already seven-thirty P.M. . I entered his house and found it unusually dark and ghostly.

I began to feel the wall for a switch to turn on the lights until I heard his voice.

“What time is it, Natalie?" he growled, blending into the dark perfectly...

To be continued...