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Dante sighed, returning to his chair to sit.
Did he think this conversation was over? Fuck him even harder.
“I’m going to California,” Aurora said, to let him know exactly how she felt about being dismissed so quickly.
“No, babygirl, you’re not,” His gaze was boring into hers now, very sternly, as if he’d finally had enough. “And if you keep pressing the issue, I’m going to have to take off my belt.”
Aurora’s heart skipped a beat. What did that mean?
You know exactly what that means.
She blushed, not knowing what to say, so instead she turned and ran to their bedroom, slamming the door shut behind her. She fully realized that she was acting like a spoiled little girl throwing a full-on tantrum, but it felt justified seeing as she was being treated like a child who didn’t have her own free will.
Dante didn’t come up after her, she assumed because he was giving her some space. Good. She didn’t want to deal with him right now. She huffed as she stripped out of her clothes and put on a comfortable set of pajamas, getting under the covers. He’d better sleep on the couch tonight.
Throwing herself on the pillow, she thought back on how she’d ended up in this position.
Enzo hadn’t been the father figure he probably should have been, but seeing him like this was still really, really hard. Harder even than she’d expected.
“I know I wasn’t always the best uncle. I should have been a much bigger part of your life than just a credit card and a call every now and then, and that’s my fault. But what I’m doing now, principessa, you have my word I’m doing not just for the Moretti family, but for you.”
“But you promised you wouldn’t make me get married until I finished college…”
Aurora wanted nothing less than to debate with her dying uncle about his plans for her future, but she really, really didn’t feel ready to be the wife of a man she barely even knew.
Whether she’d feel any more ready with a Bachelor of Science degree in hand was questionable, but that would at least give her two years to convince Dante to drop the whole idea.
“And I’m keeping that promise,” Enzo replied, sounding wearied not only by his injuries but by her protests as well. “You have two years left in school, I believe. You’ll marry after that.”
After a fierce but ultimately victorious battle with herself, Aurora managed to keep in an irritated reply.
“Did you ask Dante if he wants this?” she probed hopefully.
“He’s coming to see me in a little while, and I’m sure when I tell him he’ll whine about it even more than you have,” Enzo replied, somehow managing a smile and then even a somewhat pained-sounding laugh. “The nurses are only letting me have one visitor at a time, otherwise I’d have had you two lovebirds holding hands while I told you both about my dying wish.”
“What if he says no?” she continued, refusing to give up yet.
“He won’t. So when the time comes, be a good girl and don’t make him chase you down.”
To her incredible annoyance, Aurora felt her frustrations with her fiancé—the way he took what he wanted whenever he wanted it, the threat of his belt, all of it—once again starting to do what it had done far too many times already. Create a wet spot on her panties.
She couldn’t help but snake her hand down her pajama shorts.
She gasped. She was sopping.
Her fingers started to circle over her clit, which she could feel was practically pulsing under the thin fabric of her panties as she remembered Dante’s warning about taking off his belt.
He hadn’t said what he would do with it. He hadn’t needed to.
She’d known full well he would be taking it off to spank her.
As her climax approached and then peaked, she wondered how the leather would feel on her bare ass, how much it would sting, and what might come next after he’d reddened her bottom…
Why had she ever agreed to this? Why hadn’t she just taken out student loans and worked at Jamba Juice or whatever people who didn’t have rich mob boss uncles did to pay for college?
Her uncle’s words echoed in her mind.
“You will learn to love him, principessa. I promise.”
