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Chapter Twenty-Two

Ivana

I’ve been in this house for three weeks, and while I have learned to enjoy it, most of the time I’m confined to this cage. The first time I laid my eyes on it, I knew it wasn’t something used for torture. It was something different . . . used for kinky fuckery in a way. Over my time here I’ve begun to understand what it’s used for. Luca has it as a way to get his cock hard and his rocks off.

There must be some poor, tortured part of him that loves seeing a woman get on her knees, locked in a cage like some sort of prisoner, or maybe even an animal. While I’ve figured out the cage bit, I haven’t even begun to scrape at the core of what it is about Luca Ungur that’s so interesting.

He’s different, in a way that seems tortured and sad . . . but is cruel. He hasn’t shown me how powerful he can be as of yet, although the time will come. It always does.

I just can’t help but think maybe this is my way to be involved with the Clans in some way. If we couldn’t take them down in the way our father wanted, maybe he wouldn’t be so disappointed that I’m somehow able to bring honor back to our family. I hope he’s not rolling over in his grave right now while I’m thinking about this. I’m only trying to find some hope in the situation I’ve fallen into. If I had just gotten away like Galina none of this would even matter. We would be off in some European city, planning our next move.

Yet Luca had to corner me like a rabid dog and bring me back to his home. A few times I’ve heard him groan her name while we’re intimate—Elena. If I had to guess, he’s in love with her. Although, if he were in love with her why would I be here? I giggle to myself lightly, dismissing the thought he would ever be in love with that woman. I already know the answer. He must be in love with me.

However, I don’t want to be in love with him. What I want is a marriage that will be mutually beneficial and integrate my family back into the Clans we were so rudely exiled from. I can weasel my way in, and maybe even act as a trojan horse and dismantle them from the inside. A secret weapon of sorts.

The clicking of expensive shoes against the floor greet me and I glance up to the stairwell to see a shadow slowly coming down. So, I open a button in the dark plum blouse Luca bought me yesterday and hope he’ll enjoy seeing a sexier look at my cleavage.

“Ivana,” He grumbles lowly, his eyes dark while they remain focused on the ground.

Something about him is different today, darker than usual. “Luca,” I respond, paying close attention to his mannerisms.

“In all this time you haven’t asked me the one question every woman has before you. They always wonder the same thing—when they’ll get out of this hell hole. Let me be clear, the only way to get out is to love me, and I’ll give you the smallest time frame of all. You have thirty days.”

To love him? He can’t be serious. “Why must we be in love? Why not become married and become the most powerful couple of the Clans, that is what you want, is it not?” I inquire, looking across the room to him with hopeful eyes.

Luca approaches the gate, slides the key in the lock and I hear the noise which indicates the scanner is being unlocked. The iron door pops open and he comes inside. With each step he takes toward me, I feel anxious, almost like my body is telling me something will happen before it does.

Luca continues walking until his chest is pressing against my breasts and he has his right hand wrapped around the back of my neck, pulling my head back a bit so I’m forced to look into his eyes. “I had love once, and I threw it away.” His tone is rough, making me feel like he’s angered by my suggestion. I need to find a way to fix this, and quickly.

“Ah, I apologize. I’m only nervous is all. I’m sure we could be in love, Luca.” I say in a hushed whisper as I glide my right hand over his forearm in a sensual manner.

He shakes his head to the left and right, “No, you see. I don’t.” Luca rips his arm away from me and backs away, going under his suit jacket and pulls something from under his jacket. I don’t recognize what it is until it’s too late.

“What’re you doing?” I ask, already knowing the answer. My heartbeat races in my chest, and I find it difficult to breathe all of a sudden.

“I can’t ever love you. I’m in love with someone else, but I let her go. Now I’ll do what I should’ve the first time my eyes landed on you.” I watch him pull the trigger, and then everything goes black.

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