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I would never actually harm her physically, but she doesn’t know that. Some well-placed threats should be enough to keep her in line, and if not, I have an arsenal of punishments that will teach her without actually harming her.
If she behaves, I will reward her. If she disobeys, I will discipline her. Easy as that.
I thought long and hard on how I would punish her if she decided not to obey me. A spanking? Maybe she would enjoy that too much. I probably should think about something more creative.
Locking her in the room is a good start. Isolation will have her craving my companionship, make her want me even though she doesn’t. Silence and loneliness do strange things to the human mind.
Markus walks into my office without so much as a knock, stopping once he reaches my desk. “What the hell happened to your face?”
I smirk, remembering the scratches Elena left on my skin. “Played with a kitten last night. That tiny thing has some claws.”
Seemingly uninterested in my answer, he changes the subject to Elena’s father. “The spy you have at the Romero mansion reported that the girl’s father plans to come for his daughter.”
Smiling, I lean back in my chair. “Of course, he does. I didn’t expect it to be that easy. What’s he got planned?” I could easily send some of my best men over to have them end him, but what would be the fun in that?
I want him to watch me ruin his daughter. I want my revenge, and he isn’t going to fucking ruin that for me by forcing me to put a bullet between his eyes.
“He didn’t have anything else to say but that. I told him to keep his ear to the ground and report back as soon as he heard something.”
“Great. I have a meeting at the strip club. Going to collect a debt. Call me if she gives you any trouble.”
Markus nods, his face is emotionless as always. He’s one of my best men, and I know if I can trust anyone not to hurt her, it’s him. He knows the only one who gets to mark her skin is me, unlike Roger, who paid the price. I used him as an example for my men.
Dismissing Markus, I stand and smooth a hand down my three-piece suit. I’m feeling like a million bucks and not just because I stole something precious, something priceless. As I leave my office, I consider walking down the hall to check on Elena. I want to see her trembling, waiting to see what happens next, but more than that, I want her to crave me. Crave my body, my attention. I want her to want me so badly it hurts when I’m not near, and that won’t happen if I’m popping in whenever.
This is a lesson and one she must learn.
When I reach the front door, the SUV is parked outside, I slip into the back seat and check my phone for the time, I could send any of my men to do this job. Hell, Lucca would love to spill some blood right now, but sometimes you have to take things into your own hands. Roberto’s a long-time associate and is behind on his dues, and if I’m being honest, I’m in the mood to break some bones. The little temptress locked in my mansion is trying my patience, and the tension in my body has to go somewhere.
It’s Roberto’s lucky day.
The devil is coming to his doorstep.When the SUV pulls up at Dimension’s, I get out and straighten as does my third in command, Lucca. He’s young but has proven himself time and again. His father was an associate of my father’s, on his deathbed, I promised I would watch out for Lucca, he wasn’t born into this life, but that didn’t matter to me. He’s earned his spot.
The two bouncers at the door greet us with head nods, and I walk in without speaking a single word to either of them. I didn’t get the ruthless reputation that I have by shaking hands and smiling. There were a lot of lives lost, a lot of blood fucking shed for the Moretti family.
If my father were alive, I’m sure he would be proud of the savage way I lead things. He was even more ruthless than I am.
Elena’s naiveté and virginity wouldn’t have stood a chance against him. He would’ve taken her without mercy, killed her father right before her eyes. I had more mercy than that; after all, she was an innocent caught in the middle of a war she knew nothing about.
My father always wanted me to take over after his death, but I wasn’t sure it was my path, not until after my mother’s death. Then everything changed.
Inside, the smell of smoke and sweat permeates the air, clinging to my lungs with each breath I take. The place doesn’t open for a couple more hours, so I don’t have to worry about any patrons seeing something they shouldn’t. Naked women scurry out of my way as we walk through the dimly lit bar and stage area. Roberto’s office is just down the hall, so that’s where I’m headed.
