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Oh, piccola pesca, you will fucking pay for that.
Entering the dining room, I pull out a chair for her at the far edge of the table before sitting in the chair next to her. The rest of my family slowly enters into the room, filling in from the other end of the table, the seats at our end staying empty.
Always the talkative one, V turns towards us to chat up Ava.
“You must be Ava,” she smiles, “I’m Venecia, but everyone just calls me V.”
“Avalie, but everyone calls me Ava,” she smiles as though this is a fucking dinner party.
“I have heard a lot about you while I was away,” she smiles smugly at me, “I am happy to finally meet you.”
After a moment of cordial nice greetings from around the table, V questions, “So how did you two meet anyway?”
Just as I am about to answer, Ava does.
“Renzo took me as payment for a debt. So apparently he owns me now. Or your family does. I’m not really sure how all of this works. This mafia shit is all new to me.”
“I like her Renzo,” V laughs, “ but you are in fucking trouble with this one.”
“Venecia, fucking language at the table,” my father bellows as he enters the room.
“Sorry Papa,” she quickly replies back with a smile, ignoring the hypocrisy of his words.
Conversation around the table quickly turns to recounts of everyone’s day and casual chat as everyone begins to eat.
“You look beautiful this evening,” I quietly say to Ava, “but watch yourself, because you are really testing my patience this evening.”
She stabs her fork into a piece of potato on my plate, “I’m sorry, but I don’t understand.” Her eyes on me, she puts it into her mouth and swallows.
“Are you trying to test me? Because you do not want to play with me.”
Maintaining eye contact, she takes a long, slow and savory sip of her bourbon before responding, “But maybe I do.”
Fuck!
“I play by my rules,” my voice quiet and firm, “Are you sure you want that?”
Ava smiles at me as she gives a single nod of her head, causing my cock to immediately begin to rise in my pants. I have managed to keep her at arms length for nearly two weeks and now I am struggling not to bend her over this table and fuck her senseless.
Placing my hand on Ava’s thigh and my lips to her ear, I whisper, “Take off your panties.”
“Excuse me,” she chokes around her food.
“You heard me,” I repeat into her ear, “Take off your panties.”
Her eyes dart around the room and then to me, “I think I’ll be keeping my panties, thank you.”
“You wanted to play. You agreed to my rules,” I growl into her ear, “You can take them off yourself or I can take them off for you.”
“You wouldn’t fucking dare.”
“But I would,” quickly pushing my chair back from the table, all eyes turn to me as I stand up.
Ava’s eyes go wide when she realizes that I have no problem separating her from her panties at this table, and she quickly nods her head at me.
“Everything is fine. I just dropped my napkin,” I address everyone while sitting back into my chair.
As everyone turns their attention back to their food and previous conversations, I return mine to Ava.
