***WARNING | BRIEF STEAMY SCENE***
*Penelope’s POV*
After Isa and her godfather left, Edgardo grabbed me by the waist and took me to the car. He looked tense as hell, but I wasn’t quite sure why. I thought he would say something as soon as he got into the SUV that he was driving, but he didn’t even look my way. He only gripped the steering wheel tightly, like he wanted to murder it.
I kept glancing between him and the buildings we were flying past. Oh, I forgot to mention that he drives like cops were chasing us down the roads of Italy.
I turned my face to look at him again when I got the impression that he would turn, making my eyes grow wide as I flipped my head towards the window again.
‘Dio mio, that couldn’t be more obvious. How fūcking embarrassing.’ I thought to myself.
I know I have been flirting with him for a few days now, but now in the car, it was somewhat different. I felt embarrassed to even be caught staring.
“Che cos’è?” (Italian for “What is it?”) He asked in his deep voice that made any girl’s panties drop as my thighs pressed together. “Ciao? Ti ho fatto una domanda.” (Italian for “Hello? I asked you a question.”)
Right, he did. And here I’m trying not to wet his seat. Damn short dress. “Cosa è cosa?” (Italian for “What is what?”) I questioned, turning my eyes towards him, feeling my breath hitch at the way he looked at me.
The way he looked at me was like I was his property and he wanted nothing more than to make sure I knew it. I licked my lips nervously, looking away.
“You have something on your mind.” He finally stated, making me turn my face again to find him still staring at me.
“Um. Don’t you think you should be looking at the road when you are driving—” I stated, leaning forward to confirm how fast he was going down a relatively busy road. “193 km?”
“Are you scared, little girl?” He asked me with a smirk, pressing on the accelerator.
“Little girl?” I scoffed, rolling my eyes. “Those men back there—” I was saying, but he swerved into a parking space, braking so hard I almost hit the dashboard with my head. “Che cazzo?” (Italian for “What the fūck?”) I asked him with wide eyes as he shifted to park.
“You want to finish that fūcking sentence?” He asked, clenching his hands around the steering wheel with his eyes closed.
“Wha—what sentence?” I asked him, pushing a few loose strands of hair behind my ear.
“You know which.” He stated, opening his eyes before turning to me. “What are you playing at?”
“I’m not playing at anything.” I replied with a frown. Was he losing his mind, or was I? I’m not even sure anymore.
“You sure seem to be playing at something with all your damn flirting and then you show up dressed like that.” He hissed as his eyes swept my body slowly, making my breath become labored.
“I—I wasn’t—” I cleared my throat, mentally smacking myself for sounding like an idīot. “I wasn’t flirting.”
“You weren’t?” He asked with a smirk as he leaned forward. “That’s not what it seemed.”
“Well, you are seeing things.” I informed him, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Good.” He nodded, looking back towards the front. “I don’t have time to waste with little girls. I live in Miami, where I’m sure I will return to with my Capo as soon as he finishes what he is doing here.” He said, making me frown.
Not at the fact that he was leaving, but at the reminder that I was a ‘little’ girl and that I was a waste of time for him.
He reached for the gear lever to put the SUV in drive, but I shouted suddenly, making him look at me with brows furrowed. I felt sick to my stomach at what he said, and I no longer wanted to stay in this vehicle with him. Sick to my stomach, embarrassed, disappointed, whatever it was, it was all the same.
“What’s wrong?” He asked me, breaking me from my thoughts yet again.
“You can just leave me here. I will call a cab or order an Uber.” I informed him as I reached for the door handle.
“The fūck you are.” He hissed, wrapping his large hands around my wrists to hold me in place.
I turned to him with a glare, trying to keep it together because I had been made fun of my whole fūcking life, I didn’t need my five-minute crush to do the same. “This little girl doesn’t want to waste any more of your precious time.” I spat, ripping my arm from his grasp before pushing the door open and jumping out.
I tried to act cool, but my dumbasš literally hurt my ankle with my little jumping stunt and these high as fūck heels.
‘Damn it, Penelope. Not even your runaway stunts work in your favor.’ I fought myself as I limped away from the SUV.
“Fūck!” I heard him yelling as he hit the steering wheel repeatedly, making me attempt to walk faster as I pulled my phone out of my bra and started searching for my Uber app.
I had the app up and running and was about to press the stupid button to request an Uber when my phone was snatched out of my hands, scaring the living hell out of me.
*Alberto’s POV*
I fingered her tight pūssy with my middle and ring finger as I stared down the road. I felt my cōck pressing against my zipper desperately. On the bright side, we were so close to the estate now that I could literally taste her pūssy in my mouth already, which reminded me…
I pulled my fingers out, lifting them to my lips as I sucked her sweetness from my fingers. “Fūcking hot.” She panted from beside me as she reached for my bulge, making me groan. “I want to suck your big cōck, Padrino.” She whispered in my ear before I grabbed her hand, forcing it to rub my bōner through the pants.
“Not right now, angel.” I panted, wanting nothing more than to have her mouth wrapped around my cōck, but certain things had to happen before and if I let her suck me off, it would delay our arrival at the estate.
She was dipping her head down while reaching for my zipper when I grabbed her by the hair, forcing her up as my eyes moved between her and the road ahead of us that had unnecessary traffic for the fūcking time. “What did I fūcking say?” I asked her as she smiled at me, licking her lips. “Fūck, Isa.” I groaned.
She knew exactly how to drive me crazy, but I was the one that called the shots in this relationship, and she was going to learn her lesson in a fūcking minute.
“I want you.” She whispered, biting her lip, making my grip on the steering wheel tighten yet again.
I released her hair from my other hand before pulling her bottom lip out from between her teeth with my thumb. “There won’t be anything soft tonight, angel. That’s how badly I want you and I want to punish you.” I told her as her lips parted, her body trembling in desire.
I made sure that no one was following us before turning into the road that led to the estate, releasing her so I could focus on getting there already. “As soon as we get home, I want you completely naked in the room next to ours.”
“What’s in the room next to ours?” She asked as I lowered my window, nodding towards my men, covering security tonight.
“Capo.” They nodded back before opening the gate so I could speed right through.
I turned to Isa, wrapping my hand around her jaw, and pulling her forward. “You will find out when you are there.” I told her and then pressed my lips to hers quickly before releasing her with a quick push, making her laugh.
I knew she was crazy, but I knew I would be learning soon the level of crazy that my angel was. I didn’t give a shīt. A crazy person needed an even crazier counterpart.
As soon as I parked the SUV in front of our estate, I climbed right out and jogged towards Isa’s door, finding her opening it in a rush. I helped her out and wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her flush against me. My other hand caressed her cheek briefly before I leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “This is the gentlest I will be with you tonight, angel. Once I enter that room, I will no longer be Padrino.” I told her before pressing my lips to hers as she gripped my shirt tightly. As soon as I pulled away, I was in go mode. “You have five minutes to get naked and be in the room on your knees, waiting for me.” I told her before smacking her asš hard to get her moving.
She yelped and climbed up the estate stairs in a rush, making her way to the front door. I watched her go inside before turning around just as a few cars filled with my men were pulling up.
“Capo.” One of them nodded as he jumped out of the car.
“Where’s Edgardo?” I asked him, looking between him and the others that were joining us.
“His SUV stopped several miles behind. A few men stayed with him as the rest of us followed you. We tried to reach—” He was saying when I cut him off.
“Bene. Ottieni più sicurezza qui il prima possibile. Voglio anche che tutti quelli incaricati di mettere in sicurezza la proprietà stasera mentre ero via si presentino per prima cosa domattina.” (Italian for “Okay. Get more security here as soon as possible. I also want all those in charge of securing the estate tonight while I was gone to report themselves first thing in the morning.”) I commanded them before turning on my heels and making my way into the estate.
I pulled my phone out, seeing all the missed calls and texts. Most were from my men, but I also had several from Francisco. I rolled my eyes, knowing the shīt he would give me tomorrow when I called him back.
I sent a text to Edgardo before pocketing my phone and making my way inside my estate, desperate to punish my little fallen angel.
I took the stairs two at a time before bursting through the bedroom door, biting my lip at the beautiful sight in front of me. It didn’t matter that I’d known she would be waiting because I told her. I was still taken aback by her and my cōck was desperate to please her. She was so fūcking beautiful that she made me forget every single plan I had in mind.
“I’m ready for my punishment, Sir.” She whispered, facing my feet in complete submission as she placed her hands flat on her thick thighs, making my cōck throb against the crotch of my pants.
I grabbed the first whip I noticed hanging on the wall, which happened to be a riding crop, before I turned to close the door.
I walked towards her dangerously slowly, reminding myself that she wanted this punishment. I wasn’t only doing it for my pleasure.
I stopped inches away from her before placing the whip under Isa’s chin, forcing her to look at me. “Undress me, Slūt.” My command sounded around the room loudly as she reached up to the zipper of my trousers.