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Eleven
RAOUL
Iknew tonight would be eventful as soon as she walked into my office wearing that dress. Tight enough to show off all her curves, and short enough to make it impossible not to think about fucking her. And now, because she knows exactly how to push all my buttons, I lost control and fucked her in the staff corridor of my club like a whore.
A Burlusconi is always true to his word, and after making a quick call to Ludo to meet me out front, I lift Evelyn’s wrecked body off her feet and carry her out the staff exit to my car.
I send a text to my club manager asking him to apologize to the Fendra brothers on my behalf, and to make sure they are compensated for their wasted journey.
We remain silent on the way home, even Ludo picks up on the tension, I see it in the way he flicks his eyes over his shoulder every now and then to look at me. He’s waiting for me to lose my shit, he knows better than anyone how ugly it can be when that happens.
I open the window and light up a cigarette, thinking of all the ways I should punish her for her actions. I don’t deal with brats. I shouldn’t have let her come. I should have made her suffer the whole night without me so much as touching her. For the fool she’s made of me tonight, her torment is the least I deserve.
“Talk to me,” Evelyn whispers shakily. That fuck must have sobered her up, and now that she’s realized she took things too far tonight, she’s not so confident.
“What do you want me to say?” I sneer at her, it’s the first time I’ve looked at her since I put her in the car.
“Whatever it is that’s on your mind,” she shrugs back, looking sorry for herself.
I nod my head slowly, focusing ahead of me and trying to dampen my rage.
“Raoul…”
“I’m thinking of all the ways I could punish you,” I admit sharply, causing a tiny gasp to escape her lips. I don’t know if it's out of thrill or terror. The women I fuck like to be punished, they beg me to make them hurt. I’ve made a habit of only being with trained submissives, and I’ve come to realize that I have no idea how to handle a girl like Evelyn.
I’m being careless, breaking my own rules, and we shouldn’t be doing this without boundaries.
“You were kinda punishing at the club,” Evelyn reminds me, then blushes when she remembers that Ludo and my driver can hear everything.
“That wasn’t a punishment,” I tell her, clenching my fist at my side as my driver pulls through the gates to home.
“This isn’t a joke, Evelyn. I expect people to take me seriously. What you did tonight was…” Letting out an exasperated breath, I slam my fist into the door and make her jump. “I don’t know what it was, but it was stupid and brattish.” As soon as the car pulls to a stop, I get out and head inside, marching straight for my office and slamming the door to ensure I’m not followed.
I pour myself a drink and sink into my chair, trying my best to find calm. I’m in over my head, this girl draws far too much emotion out of me and I have no idea how to contain it all.
Tonight, Evelyn rebelled against me when I was trying to take care of her. That makes me furious, scared, and turned the fuck on all at the same time.
It’s about half an hour later when the door gets knocked on, and without me responding, it slowly opens. Evelyn steps inside, looking nervous as she moves closer and rests her ass on the desk in front of me.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers, her hand reaching out and taking mine.
“Maybe I’m the one who should be sorry.” Dropping my hand back out of hers, I get up and walk toward the window, pulling my hand through my hair. I can feel the weakness spreading through me like an infestation. Evelyn Lane is dangerous for me. I’m being reckless.
“I’m not used to being challenged.” I stare outside into the darkness. “I don’t know what a normal relationship is like, I’ve never had one.” Admitting that to her makes me feel fucking ridiculous.
“I was having a good time, Raoul, and I’ve been drinking long enough to know my limits. You need to trust me too.” That sweet, soothing thing with her voice makes my heart ache.
“I’m controlling by nature, a lot of people rely on my decisions,” I explain as she walks toward me and brushes her palm over my stubbly jaw. Her touch does things to me that I don’t know how to explain, and the more she gives to me, the more I can feel myself drowning.
Then she finishes me off with a crooked smile that slices straight through my chest.
“I don’t know how to stop being me, Evelyn, I’m used to boundaries, and I—” her fingers press over my lips to stop me mid-sentence.
“Lotus,” she whispers, her fingers sliding off my chin onto my neck.
“What?” I stare back at her, confused.
“That’s what I want my safe word to be. And now that I have one, I want you to punish me for what I did tonight.” She lowers herself onto her knees in front of me, her fingers working to slowly unbuckle my belt as she looks up at me with seductive eyes. I’m already hard when she takes me in her hand. It’s always that way when I’m around her, and as she pushes me through the tight fist she makes with her palm and her tongue skims over the head of my cock, I forget any doubt I had about keeping her here.
