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The reminder of how I denied him makes me smile when I lower my palm from my mouth again. Honestly, I didn’t think Lochlan would stop. I wanted to push him, to see him lose control after I felt so vulnerable bent over the SUV in front of half a dozen guards. They saw and heard everything, including me moaning while he licked me. I made the powerful mob boss kneel in front of witnesses, which still feels like a win.
“Start explaining, Soph.”
“Can we just pretend that you didn’t see…that?”
Frowning harder, Cole says, “You just got married to him! If Lochlan is already beating you with a belt, then you should tell Dante.”
“No. It’s fine. I-I deserved it, apparently.”
Cole’s jaw drops open with a scoff that reminds me of his mother’s. “I don’t care what you did, Sophie. You don’t deserve to be hit for it!”
“It’s not a big deal. And trust me, he won’t use a belt on me again.”
“How can you be certain? Because he promised not to? There will most likely be a next time, and the violence could escalate. That’s how abusers operate.”
“Maybe so, but I warned Lochlan that I would choke him with a belt in his sleep if he ever touched me with one again.”
Cole blinks at me silently for a long moment. “You did what now?”
“I threatened to kill him in his sleep. I think he knows I’ll do it too. Or at least I would try…”
Cole laughs as if he thinks I’m joking or that I wouldn’t dare.
“Let’s just play. Drink up, then it’s your serve,” I tell him before heading back to my side of the court while he finally guzzles some water.
I’m not the least bit shocked when, about half an hour later, a group of men march toward the courts from the main house. My husband leads them from the front, looking flawless in his custom three-piece suit.
“Time for doubles?” Cole calls out. I can’t help my wince from just thinking his damn name in the same vicinity as Lochlan.
But my husband’s attention isn’t on me; it’s on Cole as the guards wait outside the fence and he strides through the gate.
I’ll give my stepbrother credit; he doesn’t look intimidated by Lochlan and his crew of waiting armed guards. Heck, he even walks right up to him. Maybe because Cole knows as well as I do that the fear of Dante’s wrath will probably keep him unharmed. Guess we’re about to find out.
“Why did you hit her with a fucking belt?” Cole asks while pointing his racquet toward me.
Oh, crap. I jog over to the two men, hoping to prevent him from pushing Lochlan too far.
I make it in time to hear Lochan’s growled response. “Why were you looking at my wife’s ass?”
“Her skirt is short, and the red welts stand out,” Cole explains calmly.
Finally, Lochan looks at me. Even with his eyes covered by sunglasses, I know his gaze has lowered to the hem of my white pleated skirt. “Yes, it is a rather short skirt.”
“Well?” Cole demands, refusing to let it go.
Lochlan’s jaw ticks before he faces him again. “The marks on her ass are not your concern, blondie. They’re between me and her.”
“I think her father would want to know why you’re beating his daughter, don’t you?”
Without missing a beat, Lochlan says, “Do you think her father would also want to know how wet her pussy was after her whipping? Or how she screamed my name when I licked up every drop?”
Oh my god.
My cheeks go up in flames thanks to my embarrassment of him being so damn blunt after something so personal.
Cole clears his throat and glances away from Lochlan, thankfully not in my direction either. “No, I doubt Dante would want all of those details.”
“It’s all or nothing in this case. If I had to bet, I’m guessing Dante would’ve gouged your eyes out just for staring at his daughter’s ass.”
