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The first officer nods. “In light of this history, we’ve decided to deal with Vincent’s situation discreetly, out of respect for your family. But we advise caution.
“The less attention drawn to this matter, the better for all parties involved. We recommend you return to America while the body is dealt with.”
“Thank you, officers,” Dominic says sincerely. “Your understanding in this matter is greatly appreciated. The Caruso family will not forget this.”
As the officers depart, the tension in the air dissipates. Dominic turns to me, his eyes reflecting a mix of relief and concern.
“Well, that’s one less thing to worry about,” he says, trying to offer a reassuring smile. “Now what about the doctor? Do you think I should kill him?”
“I think we should find a new doctor, back in New York. This one apparently didn’t get the memo on pregnant women needing to avoid stress.”
14
DOMINIC
Igaze out at the vast expanse of ocean below the jet window. In my hand a glass of rich red wine. Isabella sips on mineral water.
The calm after the storm of recent events feels surreal, almost dreamlike.
“So, have you thought about any baby names?” I ask, turning towards her.
She smiles, her eyes sparkling with the thought. “I’ve always liked the name Sophia for a girl. It’s classic and elegant.”
I nod, swirling the wine in my glass. “Sophia is beautiful. And for a boy? I was thinking maybe Pietro. Strong, traditional.”
She laughs, a sound that fills the cabin with warmth. “Pietro and Sophia, they sound like characters from a Shakespeare play.”
“That reminds me, how’s the play you’re writing?”
She sighs, looking down at her hands. “I’ve been procrastinating too much. You gave me an excuse with all the shootings and forced marriages but I don’t know if I’ll ever get it finished.”
I lean in, my tone firm but supportive. “When we get back, I’ll help you set some goals. Make sure you have the time and space to focus on your writing. Spank you if you don’t meet your deadlines.”
Her eyes meet mine, filled with lust. “That won’t encourage me to work harder! But what about your work?”
“What about it?”
“I’m presuming you need to get back to it. How can you spare the time to watch over me?”
“I’ll make sure to delegate as much as I can,” I assure her. “I don’t want to miss a moment of this parenting journey with you. I’ll be there every step of the way.”
She reaches out, her hand finding mine. “About that spanking?”
I smile at her, the corners of my mouth lifting in response to her playful inquiry. Her eyes sparkle with anticipation, a mix of mischief and desire dancing within them.
I watch her closely, captivated by her graceful movements, as she takes deliberate steps towards me.
With a gentle gesture, I guide her to the plush leather seat in front of her. The supple material embraces her form as she bends over it in a position that made her vulnerable.
I lift her dress and pull her panties down slowly, tracing lines down her soft skin. I allow my hand to caress the curve of her backside.
I gently tease her, my fingers dancing closer and closer to her ass. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, my palm slaps down, the sound echoing around the cabin.
Her eyes widen in surprise, but there is a flush of excitement in her cheeks that can’t be ignored. The corners of her mouth curve into a smile as I spank her again, this time with a little more force.
Her moan is music to my ears as she leans into the sensations, inviting me to continue.
I bring down my hand time and time again, each strike eliciting a gasp or cry of pleasure from her lips. The soft leather of the seat muffles her cries, as if it were absorbing every ounce of her arousal.
