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Caterina
He held me close to him and grabbed me by the chin, making me feel a bit nervous. Never in all these years had he made me feel this way. "Lucien."
My body shivered when his touch made me feel things I had never felt with him. "Why do you think my father did that to us?"
He held me tighter and I could feel his muscles flex under his clothes. I looked up to him and his eyes held a cold and emotionless expression. He was angry that was for sure. "I don't know, but I intend to find out."
He let his arms drop to his sides and stepped back, taking in my hurt expression. I reached out to pull him back to me to hug him, and I realized he wasn't hugging me back.
"What's wrong? Are you mad at me?" I paused to look at him and his face looked like he was in pain, but also like he was guilty of something.
He quickly masked whatever emotion he was feeling and forced a smile. "No. I'm not mad at you." he kisses the top of my head, "Everything is fine."
I knew everything was not fine. He could never lie to me and get away with it.
I've been lying to him too. I remember when we came back from shopping for my dress what I'd done. I eavesdropped on him and listened as he jacked off behind closed doors. The worst part was... I got turned on and gotten myself off, too.
What would he say if he knew I had been listening to every moan until he came?
I could feel my panties getting wet just from thinking about it.
"Caterina." he growled in my ear, "What has your face so pink?"
His hands found my hips, "Were you thinking about the time when I spanked you?"
I shook my head shutting my eyes not wanting to look in his eyes. I knew if I at him he would know I was thinking impure thoughts.
"No." I tried to sound confident, but it came out in a whisper.
Lucien's breath fanned my face, "Open your eyes."
I opened my eyes at his command and his face was so close to mine.
"You were." He mused smirking at me.
His hands reached back and palmed my ass, making me feel like I was on fire. "Do you want me to do it again?"
Yes. I thought to myself.
"No."
He took one step forward, trapping me to the wall. "I think you do, but I'm not going to." I let out a moan, "Until you beg me to."
He let go of me and stepped back taking me in one last time, before walking out and leaving me once again all alone.
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I secretly did want him to bend me over and spank my ass, but I wasn't about to tell him that. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing he was the one in control.
I'm Caterina Lucchese.
Nobody controls me.
Yes they do... and his name is Lucien.
He owns your body and soul.
You would do anything he asks.
I stepped out of my dress and into the bathroom to clean up. I turned the knob and waited for the water to warm up. Standing under the hot water, I washed my hair and rinsed it out.
The throbbing ache between my legs became increasingly worse. I lathered my body with the soap and when I went to wash between my legs i felt how wet he made me.
"f**k!" I let the soap slip through my fingers and rinsed the soap off my body. I needed to come badly.
Thanks a lot, Lucien.
I slid my hand between my legs and parted my lips moaning as my finger circled my c**t. My other hand went to my breast and pinched my n****e between my thumb and forefinger.
"Mmm." I moaned as I felt my body tense up. The faster I rubbed circles around my sensitive part of my c**t, the more I wished it was Lucien's c**k inside me. I tilted my head back and felt my orgasm coming close.
"Yes..." I felt my body shake as I rubbed vigorously, "s**t!"
My p***y pulsated as I came under the shower stream.
I washed myself one more time, before I turned off the water and stepped out. My knees felt like jelly as I wrapped the towel around me securely. I dressed in a pair of red shorts and a white crop top, with a pair of heeled boots.
I pulled my hair up in a bun and made my way to father's office. I was going let him know how I felt about what he had done to me at the party. He drugged that bottle of whiskey and I want to know why.
"Father." I had my hands on my hips glaring at him, "I demand to know why you felt it was necessary to drug us."
"Caterina. There are certain things that you don't know... and for now I'd like to keep it that way." He tapped on his laptop.
"I'm not a little girl anymore. You can't keep treating me as if I'm a delicate flower." My patience was wearing thin.
"Princess, please. I don't want to fight with you."
"Then tell me what the f**k is going on with all the secrets from me!"
He looked at me like he was debating on whether or not to tell me.
"Fine! You want to know! The Irish have put a hit on my little girl!" his nostrils were flaring, "So forgive me if I'm trying to do everything in my power to keep you safe."
The Irish put a hit on me?
Why would they want to kill me?
"What?" I shook my head as the tears began to fall.
"That is why I have been having Lucien with you every second. He's protecting you."
"You mean to tell me Lucien knew and he didn't tell me?" I felt betrayed, but not by Lucien. By my father. My life was in danger and he didn't even let me know.
I wasn't mad at Lucien, because I knew he was under my father's command. He couldn't tell me because of the code. He didn't have a choice. I walked out of there and ran to the only place that would bring me peace.
A shadow casted over me and a pair of boots stood in front of me. Luca knelt down level with me. "What are you doing here?"
He stood up and held a hand out to me, pulling me to my feet. "Come on. Lunch is already being served."
"I'm not hungry." I stated as he walked with me to the estate.
The last thing I want to do is sit at a table with my father right now. I know what I need and it's definitely not food. I need alcohol.
I stepped in my room and reached under my bed, retrieving the bottle. I twisted the cap and drank from it. I'm not quite sure how much I've consumed, but I know I'm sure feeling it right now. My head buzzed and body felt numb.
This is exactly what I needed... to relax and let go.
I turned the music on and connected it to the Bluetooth speaker. My body was itching to dance. I swayed my hips and ran my hands down my neck to my breast and turned around to face Lucien leaning in the door. He had been watching me and from the bulge in his pants, that was enough to tell me he was enjoying it. I walked slowly swaying my hips and he stood frozen with his mouth wide open. I pulled him in by his shirt and pushed him down on the chair.
"Lucien." I purred in his ear, "Do you want me to dance for you?"
I unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them down stepping out of them. I knelt down to take my boots off, but stopped when he said huskily. "Leave them on."
I crawled to him, my breast swaying the whole way.
"f**k!" I heard him under his breath.
I knelt in front of him and placed my hands on his thighs. I raised up to straddle without making contact with his crotch. I heard him suck in a breath and curse under his breath. Putting my hands on his head, I pressed my breasts in his face. I gyrated my hips and he pushed me down on his hard member forcefully. The music continued to play and my body felt so hot with need.
"Caterina." He growled against my skin.
I gasped when he pulled down my top and latched onto my n****e. My back arched involuntary as he stood up bringing me with him... throwing me onto the bed.
I sat up on my elbows waiting for his next move. He looked like a feral animal about to pounce on his prey. He pulled his shirt up over his head and stalked me with hot desire clouding in his eyes.
I parted my legs just a little bit to poke at the beast. I knew he wanted to come out to play. I wanted him to lose control. He licked his lips as he ripped of my panties and spread my legs, dipping his face level to my p***y. "Tell me what you want."
"Please...taste me." I begged him and he dived in plunging his tongue deep inside of me. "Oh, Lucien!"
Giovanni
"You're not going to stop them?" Luca asked me, standing next to me in the hall.
"No." I shook my head as we walked away from Caterina's room to head to the office.
"I hope you know what you're doing." I nodded and chuckled at him.
I knew Lucien and my Princess has been holding in their feelings for one another. Well, maybe not Lucien so much. He's been obsessing after her for years... fighting it for far too long. Soon, the Irish will be making their move and I need someone like Lucien to be by her side to protect her.
And he's just the man to do that.
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