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How was I supposed to answer her question? Better for her to find out the truth when we get there. Once I show her the things needed for her training, then she will get one final chance to walk away. How she reacts will show me whether she can pull this off, whether she can solve all my problems for me.
I could pick anyone to marry. There are dozens of girls out there who would jump at the chance.
But I don’t want them. I want this firecracker sitting next to me who refuses to be intimidated by me. The only one I ever let touch me. The only one to go in my car, to come into my bedroom.
The one.
She acts all innocent but I can tell she wants to be spanked. I can see it in her eyes.
Soon enough, I’ll know if my guess is right. Is she the one?
She’s already passed the first test. When I told her I was in the mafia, she didn’t immediately demand that I turn the car around and take her home. That means she’s willing to be open minded, willing to spend a little while on the more dangerous side of life.
It bodes well for my plans for this evening. To fuck the hell out of her while she can’t move a muscle until I choose to untie her. That’s what I want. I bet it’s what she wants too, beneath that facade of innocence she carries on her face.
I could tell her I’ve never brought anyone to this house before. Never shown anyone the equipment I bought, waiting for the right woman to use it on.
She is the only one I can imagine doing this to. She’s the only one I can imagine marrying.
This has gone beyond obsession into a primal need. I have to claim her, possess her, own every single inch of her.
I will not force any of this. Not yet at least. She will have a safe word and I will respect it. But I will also make a few things clear before we begin. Like that I am in charge. Like that she will be punished for disobeying me. That I can make her life blissful or painful. The choice will be hers. The consequences will be hers to live with.
One month isn’t going to be enough. I already know that. But I can’t keep her after that time. Once I take over, I will have no time to even think about family. I have so many plans for our empire. I want it to compete with Enzo Lauria’s operation over Chicago way. Show the family back home that I can match him for expansion.
The Beluccis are making warning rumblings. They’ve given me a month to make up for Tony’s death, sent a coded message direct to me through one of their couriers. Hopefully, I can keep this from my father. The last thing I need is him interfering while I sort everything out.
If Michael gets in, he’ll simply pay them off. Do that and they’ll come back for more, like jackals. Best to tell them they get nothing. Argue and they get wiped out. It’s that simple.
I won’t have time to spend with her when our month is up. I’ll be putting the Beluccis in their place, building up our empire so it’s the greatest this country has ever seen.
There will be no time for anything else, no matter how much I might want it. No time for a family or a home life. It’ll be nothing but work for me.
That’s the best way. With my desires and my wants, she would only end up broken like all the previous submissives I’ve trained.
I don’t want to break this one. She’s too perfect. An orchid that needs careful tending to remain strong and healthy.
So I’ll have my month. I’ll fuck her better than any man she’s had before. Enjoy her to the full depth of my depraved desires. Then I’ll let her go.
One month.
It’ll have to be enough.
One month, and then when that month is up, we’ll never see each other again.
Seventeen
Ophelia
His house is like something out of a movie. It doesn’t count as a house. It’s too big. It’s a colonial mansion in white stone with enormous windows and a roof so high up, I have to crane my neck to see it in the dark.
The kind of house that would have the Home Alone family saying, “Wow, that house is too big for us.” I’m in awe of the place and I’m not even inside yet.
“This is your little place in the country?” I ask as the car comes to a halt on the gravel drive out front. “How many floors?”
“Four if you include the basement.”
He gets out of the car and leans in to look at me. “You coming?”
