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“That was for trying to give away what belongs to me.”
Whack.
I nearly pass out when he directs the next lash at the same spot.
“It’ll never happen again, Sabella.”
He aims higher again, leaving a searing streak over my left ass cheek.
“Or I will discipline you.”
Right cheek.
I’ve stopped counting. My whole backside is covered in flames. My only consolation is that I’ve given him neither sounds nor tears. I’d rather bite off my own tongue.
It takes me a moment to register that the lashes have stopped. My chest heaves as if I ran a marathon even though I don’t understand why. It takes me an even longer moment to find my breath.
He lets me, doing nothing but standing quietly behind me and giving me time and space to process this.
I know what he did. He came in my mouth, making it clear he was only using one of my holes to humiliate me for how I humiliated him by running off with Colin. The spanking was for thinking I could escape.
His palm on my back jolts me. He has no right to touch me like this, to brush a hand over my skin as if he cares.
My hair came loose from the bun. The strands are tangled. Wisps cling to my sweaty forehead when I turn my face to the side. The heat he inflicted with his belt seeped into every part of my skin.
Pressing my cheek against the mattress, I look back at him. “You’re a fucking hypocrite, Angelo Russo.” My laugh is cold and mocking. “I learned about deceit and betrayal from the master. You’re the one who taught me.”
He clenches his jaw and retracts his hand. The reprieve doesn’t last. Grabbing my arm, he pulls me up and across the floor. My feet refuse to cooperate. I stumble.
He rightens me, giving me a shake. “You wanted me to shoot you?” Taking the gun from the dressing table, he caresses the arch of my neck with the barrel. “That’s the punishment I usually reserve for traitors.”
I unleashed the monster, but we’re both too angry to stop. We’re both way past the point of no return.
“Then do it,” I say, my nostrils flaring. “Pull the fucking trigger.”
He smiles. I don’t know why, but the gesture stills me.
“That’s what you want?” he asks, his dark eyes pulled into slits. “That I pull the trigger?”
As always, I’m out of my league with him. I’m no match for this man who has life experience I can never dream of obtaining, experience I never want and don’t wish on my enemies.
His fingers tighten painfully on my arm. “Have you ever taken a bullet,cara?”
Fear snakes up my spine as he traces my cleavage with the barrel and draws a circle around my breast.
“Do you want to know what it feels like when the metal tears through your flesh?” he asks, making that circle smaller and smaller until he’s outlining my nipple.
The tip of my breast hardens under the touch of the cold metal. He flicks the barrel up and down until my nipple is rock-hard and extended. “Do you want to feel the pain when your blood drips down your skin?”
He yanks me closer, pushing the barrel over the hard point of my breast, letting the metal swallow my nipple whole. “Because if that’s a game you want to play, I’m going to give you your fucking way.”
My heart thunders in my chest even as I stare at him with defiance.
He slides the barrel to the valley of my breasts and farther until he finds the erratic beat of my heart. “A bullet to the heart will be lethal, but where’s the fun in that? Much too fast, over too quickly, don’t you think?”
I’m exhaling through my nose, trying to control my breathing. I have no doubt he’d love to shoot me.
When he pulls the gun away from my heart, I almost exhale in relief, but the air is trapped in my lungs as he draws a line down my torso and over my stomach. Before he reaches my pelvis, I’m straining in his hold, but he doesn’t let me put space between us. He studies my eyes as he goes lower and lower, finally tracing my slit.
