obsessed with his badass ex-wife

Chapter 12

Mario

Punishing my sunshine like that was a detriment to me. But it was worth it, seeing her go crazy and desperate made me feel proud. It means she does enjoy my c**k.

She had fallen asleep the moment she stepped out the bathroom. Wrapped in a towel, hair wet and nothing else.

How do I know?

I installed mini cameras at every corner in her room. Why? because I can't let her out of my sight. Stalking her made me feel at ease especially now that I am out of the house.

There was someone I needed to take care of. An old friend who thought he could play smart with me in my own territory.

“Mario, you don't have to do this. Remember the times we shared as good friends," he muttered, struggling to free himself from the chains tied around him.

I handed my tablet to one of my men and strode over to him.

“You should have remembered those good times before you betrayed me." I slapped his cheek gently then turned to the tool table.

“I will give you the privilege to choose from a tool for your torture. That's how generous I can be with you now, old friend." I beamed, trailing my fingers over the tools lined up on top of the table.

“You are a monster."

“My patience is running out."

“After all that I have done for you."

“5, 4...3."

“Please have mercy on me." He cried, irritating me even more.

His cries irked my senses and I decided to pick a tool myself. A piler, I flashed it at he with a smile creeping up to my face while his turned pale with horror.

“I will get this done quickly so that you can rest for tomorrow," I said with excitement.

Seeing him tremble spiked my heart with joy. And when I ripped out one of his fingernails, his agonizing screaming filled my ears with melody.

“Help me! someone help me!" He screamed pathetically and I felt empathetic towards him.

“Shush, no one can save you from here. I mean we are in the middle of nowhere. So save your energy for the rest of the torture," I advised, feeling sorry that no one would come to his rescue.

I plucked out his second fingernail and watched his blood coat to the surface. His never ending agony increased exciting me even more.

“Please...stop...I will pay back the money..." he panted.

“It's already too late, friend. Do you want to see a trick?" He vigorously shook his head. “Of course, you are eager to know what trick it is." I grabbed a cutter from the table and sliced it twice in the air.

“Please no, no, noooooooo.... ahhhh." He vibrated as I sliced his left hand off. His blood splattered all over my face, staining my clothes as well.

“Oops, I should have been more careful." A chuckled rumbled out of my throat. “I think I will leave you for the night." I dropped the cutter and wiped his blood off my face.

“Take care of his wound and don't let him die," I ordered and left the torture room.

His screams continued to echo down the hallway until I was completely out of the basement.

“Get rid of his entire family," I instructed my second-in-command before getting into my car.

I drove back to my mansion and arrived at three in the morning. Natalie would probably be asleep and that would be better for me because I can't let her see me covered in another person's blood. I'd get jealous and cause some serious havoc.

Once I went up to my room, I headed to the shower immediately and washed off all the blood stains.

After a cooling bath, I went to her room and made myself comfortable on her bed.

The her lavender honey scent wifted into my nose the moment my head hit her pillow. God, she smelled so nice I could eat her while she's asleep.

I unwrapped her from the blanket and maneuvered her onto my body, so that she was resting on my chest and her legs linked with mine.

She grumbled something and adjusted her between mine. The peaceful rhythm of her heart slowly lured me to sleep until the night morning.

“Mario! What the hell are you doing in my bed?" Natalie's screamed, waking me up from my serene slumber.

Why can't she just be quiet and enjoy the moment in my arms? God, I wish I could mute her or something.

“Shut up, Natalie and just sleep." I mumbled with a drowsy voice.

However, she made it upon herself to disturb my comfort by wiggling over my body until I lost my patience.

With one hand I maneuvered her onto the mattress, sliding my knee in between her thighs.

She gasped from the sudden movement and went into full mode combat queen.

“Get off me, you idiot." I should be offended by her choice of words but for some reason I just wanted to be her i***t.

“You need to come down, Sunshine." I grabbed her flying legs and pinned them to the bed with my hands.

“Don't call me that and get off me, I have work to do," she snapped, glaring at me with those beautiful eyes of hers. I swear I could drown in that if it were possible.

“Hmm, I guess you woke up from the wrong side of my chest," I teased, pulling her towards me. “Let me make that up."

“No, Mario...you...oh God..." She moaned as I rubbed her c**t before inserting my finger into her p***y.

“Well, look at you. Pretending not to be horny when you are f*****g wet. So your tantrum was just for my attention. You got it now, baby." I put in two more fingers and watched her squirm over my hand. “Good girl."