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“Please don’t hurt Abby,” I sob as I walk up more steps.
“I’m not hurting her until I know why the hell she’s here. If she doesn’t give me the answers I want, things change, Princess.” That word sends a chill as cold as ice down my spine. He does know. He knows who I am.
“Don’t call me that.” I grit my teeth refusing to acknowledge that name. I won’t.
11
Dominic
“Dom?” She questions when I remain silent taking her in. She shivers with the chill in the room. The Chicago days are turning colder earlier this year. I left the window open on purpose, wanting to see her reaction to it, to me. I wanted to see her nipples harden from the chill or is it my presence that does that to her? The sick thoughts should send me running from the room but I can’t. I’m intrigued by this woman and I don’t know why. She’s here. She’s a Bosco and she lied to me. The one thing I hate most in this world is a liar when there is no need to be. I need to break her and her friend down. I need to know what they know before my father realizes I have them both and who they are. Secrets that are mine remain with me. As long as they are under my roof, no one will know where they went until I want them to know.
“Yes.”
“What’s happening?” Her body trembles, her arms wrapped around herself. I watch her before I move to get closer.
“What’s happening is a bed of lies have been laid at my feet and I intend to find out where the truth is. You lied to me, isn’t that right Evangeline Bosco, Mafia Princess.” She shudders and it’s not from the cold this time. No, it’s from fear. Fear that she’s been found out.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m here for school. That’s all.”
“You expect me to believe a man, Andrew Bosco to be exact let his only child travel to another mafia ridden city to attend a school where other mafia children attend? Don’t underestimate my smarts, Eva!” I roar. She jolts but she doesn’t move an inch. That is until I’m closer to her. I reach for her shoulders, letting my hands linger. “Tell me why, Evangeline and this will all be over quickly.” She sucks in a breath and holds it, not willing to budge an inch and I understand why. We’re groomed for this. We were raised in a world that thrived on death and lies. She knows better than to open her mouth to anyone.
“I’m here for school.” Grabbing the front of her shirt, I rip if from her body as her cries pierce my ears.
“There are rules and consequences here just like at home with dear old daddy. If you can’t follow those rules, then you will be punished. Turn around,” I tell her gruffly even though the sight of her bra has my cock raging hard. The dreams I’ve had of taking her, breaking her and making her mine are vivid in my mind.
Eva slowly turns and faces away from me when I reach around her waist and undo her skirt. I slide it down her thighs and watch closely as her body trembles.
“Rule number one and this is an important rule, Evangeline. Do not lie to me. I will not lie to you in return, but every time you lie, I will punish you in some way, shape or form. As for now we will see how you like being bare to everyone that will come into this room.”
“Please, Dom. Don’t do this!”
“You did this. Think about your actions, Eva.” When she’s completely naked, I spin her to face me, her nipples hard pebbles. I can’t stop myself. I lean down and let my warm breath dance over her flesh before sucking her nipple into my mouth. A sob rips from her throat when I pull away and pull the blindfold from her eyes. She blinks a few times and looks around the room. It isn’t a dungeon. It’s a nice room with a bathroom and plush bed. Although the bed is bare aside from the sheet and a pillow, it’s better than what her little friend is sleeping in.
“Why are you with Abbigail Nash?” I ask her now that I have her attention. She looks confused and it seems genuine, but I can’t be too sure. She is a Bosco after all.
“Who is that?”
“You know who that is! Why are you with her? What are your parents plotting here in Chicago?” I growl in her face. She inhales through her nose quickly, but doesn’t say another word. I walk over and close the window, coming back to stand in front of her.
“I’ll give you that one. When I come back, you will answer me,” I tell her as I let my fingers run down her cheeks. “Or I can enjoy your blood all over my hands while I fuck you into hell.” Turning on my heel, I head for the door as Eva lets out a strangled cry. I ignore her breakdown considering I knew it would come sooner or later. I close the door and lock it behind me listening as she screams louder. It does little more than make my cock hard.
“She say anything?” Vincent asks when he comes to stand next to me. I shake my head and adjust my cock before turning to face him.
“Did Abbigail?”
“Not a goddamn word. Just said Eva knows nothing.”
“Well that doesn’t sound like someone that knows nothing and yet they know their friend knows nothing. Let her sit for the day and tomorrow we will start.” With that, he nods and walks away as I stroll down the hall to my bedroom. As soon as I’m inside, I’m stripping my clothes off and heading for the shower. If I don’t handle this issue with my cock I’m going to be a bastard the rest of the day and my men surely don’t need that on their hands.
Climbing in, I grab my cock and close my eyes letting visions of her naked body invade my mind as I stroke myself. Hot water pounds my ex but all I can see is her hard nipples, the short brown hair that covers her pussy. The way she shivers when I get close to her. Fuck. I tug and pull, trying to find my release and when it comes, I explode. My body tenses, my knees lock and hot cum shoots from my body before I let my forehead drop onto the cool shower tile. Out of breath and not nearly as sated as I’d like to be, I sigh and let the water rain over me.
12
Evangeline
Ishiver trying to curl into myself. Dom left me in here the last two nights with no clothes or anything to cover myself with aside from the sheet on my bed. Chills sweep over me even as I sit under the window letting the sunlight filter in on me. I’ve cried most of the night wondering what he was talking about and what’s happening. My heart hurts and I don’t know how to stop it.
The door opens and I look up from where I’m wrapped in my sheet and watch Dom walk in with nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips. He has a tray in his hands, the scent of food invading my senses and causing my stomach to rumble.
