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“Bria, tell me. Speaking to me like that in front of my men, how do you want me to react?” I asked, curious if her father ran that loose of a ship that he didn’t require respect from the people around him.
Bria looked me over and then took a deep breath as if talking herself down mentally before speaking. “Sorry. Sir. My apologies.”
Her tone was clipped, but I decided to let the situation slide, as I truthfully wasn’t offended like I should be. I was more enthralled with her commanding nature.
“Don’t lose your fire, it’s an asset. Just don’t disrespect me in front of my men or I will be forced to punish you.”
Bria’s eyes widened, but not in fear like I would have expected from a woman raised by a mafia don. She looked at me like I had issued a challenge. From her reactions, I knew my marriage would never be dull or boring. Especially, since I let her know that it was okay to give me her opinion, in private, but getting a good look at her, the punishments would be enjoyable.
“How did you learn to shoot like that?” I asked, changing the subject before I let my mind wander too far down the sexual edge.
“I was trained by my father originally”—she smirked—“then by our family’s problem solver.” Problem solver. What a cute way to say cleaner.
I kept a straight face. “They felt you should be able to protect yourself? Why not just assign you a capable guard?” I asked, curious as most women would never get their hands on a gun in a mafia family.
“I had a capable bodyguard, but I found it exhausting to have him do the dirty work when I felt like killing men for disobeying my orders.” She flicked her wrist in a ‘what can you do?’ motion. “It truly is hard to find good help these days.”
I laughed at her response. Life with Bria would not be boring, that was absolute surety.
“It’s time to get you out of those bloody clothes. Let’s get you into a shower.” I opened the door to take her over to the house. As we left the room, Stefano flanked us.
We passed by the surgical rooms where they were still working on Tommy.
“How is the bullet retrieval going?”
“We’re almost there, sir,” one of the orderlies updated.
“Keep me apprised of his progress, hourly if possible. Let me know how the man that we brought in is doing as well. When he’s able, I need to question him.”
Stefano opened the door to a car before taking the driver’s seat.
We rode in the back, and I was startled when she spoke.
“Is there a timeline for when my luggage will arrive?” Bria tilted her head as she asked in a resigned manner. “I’d like something clean to change into after I get a shower.”
“I have clothes that you can borrow from me while you wait. They’ll get it over here soon.” I pictured her in one of my dress shirts which would show off her legs. From behind just a hint of her ass would peek out at me and I was looking forward to seeing that.
I had to bite off a growl as it was an image that would stay in my head for the rest of the day.
As we pulled in through our gates, Bria sat straighter and leaned closer to get a better view of our estate. It was four times larger than what she was used to in her own home. While hers was considered to be fairly large for a mafia family, ours was on the next level. Being the mafia family in the shadows certainly had its own set of perks.
I led her through the house pointing out areas that she would need to know, “You’ll have your own room next to mine, but for now while we get acquainted with each other, I want you in my space,” I said as I opened the door to my private quarters and pulled out a few things for her to put on. “The bathroom is in here.”
I stood, leaning against the counter as she took in the bathroom and all the space.
She began to peel out of her bloody clothes as I made no move to leave the room.
Her brow lifted in a sort of unspoken challenge. “You’re going to stay for the show? I prefer to have an interactive viewing.”
“Really?” The top layer of her clothing was gone, leaving her standing there in only a bra and panties. Her fingers played with the straps as she lowered them slowly before releasing her breasts to the cooler air of the room.
Her nipples responded, and I could feel the twitch in my cock as it started to stiffen in my pants.
She maintained eye contact as she performed the same slow strip tease with her panties, ending it by tossing them to me with a cheeky wink. She turned around, giving me a lustful view of her apple-bottom ass. I knew that with her attitude, punishments were going to be consistent. I couldn’t wait to see those cheeks painted red with my firm hand prints.
The shower was just steamy enough that I could make out her frame but not see all the details.
Her fingers danced over her body, adding soap to the mix. She didn’t lift her gaze from her task, but she displayed her body in ways that got my blood pumping and my cock hardening.
