Chapter 56: 56 ~ Mira
This was torture. I was losing my mind with every tease, every touch and every whip.
The pain had given way to some form of sick pleasure and I found myself wanting him to fuck me. Hard.
I wanted to feel him inside me so bad.
"Jace please," I begged, not exactly knowing what I wanted.
He uncuffed one of my hands and I felt free, hoping he would release the other one but I was in for a ride. Literally.
Without warning, he entered me from behind. I gasped as he slid into me, holding on to the mattress as each thrust landed harder that the last.
My legs were shaking and I was trying to catch my breath as he fucked me hard.
He spanked me at intervals, dirty talking in my ears from time to time and it made me crave him more. This was the wildest thing I had ever experienced and sick as it sounded, I wanted more of it.
I was close to my high when he pulled out yet again.
"Beg for it." He ordered, teasing my clit. I flinched.
"Please!"
"I can’t hear you."
"Please daddy!" I yelled as much as my voice could allow me.
"Who owns this pussy?" He asked.
"You." I whimpered as he teased me with the tip of his cock going in and out of me.
The spanked my as and firmly grabbed my hips.
"Who do these hips belong to?"
I bit on my lower lip before I answered, "You, daddy."
"That’s right. So no man should be able to touch what’s mine!" He growled and slammed into me yet again.
His thrusts were deep and soon I cummed all over his cock.
He came soon after, pouring everything into me. I sighed in satisfaction when he pulled out.
He uncuffed me and carried me to the bathroom. As usual.
It wasn’t until the water touched my back that I felt my skin burn. I couldn’t help but burst into tears as he washed me up.
Jace did not utter a word as I cried. He just gently scrubbed my back, rinsed me up and wrapped me in a towel afterwards.
I was sobbing as he laid me on my belly and applied ointment on my wounds.
He fed me soon after that, still not speaking. I opened my mouth as he spooned the food in. He stopped and wiped my tears every now and then. I wondered if it was his own way of apologizing for how rough he was with me.
"You have pretty eyes." He said, looking into my eyes like he was caught in a trance, while he tucked me in for a nap.
I couldn’t help but wonder if he was bipolar. Wasn’t he the man who tried to ruin me barely an hour before? How was he this kind and sweet person who moved from hitting me to washing me up, treating my wounds and making sure I was fed?
To top it off, he was complimenting while putting me to sleep like a child.
It was an absurd experience.
"Thank you," I managed to say in response before shutting my eyes to sleep.
It was one of the best sleeps I’d ever had.
I had no idea how long I had slept but when I opened my eyes, he was not in the room. I had no idea where he went.
I got out of bed after a while, wanting to head downstairs for the first time all day. Somehow I found myself going in the opposite direction towards his home office instead.
There, I overheard him on the phone sounding furious.
"Kazimir and the Castillos messed with me at the worst possible time!" He thundered, pacing the room.
"They sure have some nerve. But you need to calm down."
I was wrong about him talking on the phone because when I took a small peek into the office, I saw that his mother was standing there trying to calm him down.
"Mother can you believe they sent three hungry looking goons to try and get rid of me? Me?! The Don Romano. I have never been so insulted in my entire life!"
I clasped my palm over my mouth. He just survived an assassination attempt. That was why he was so angry and he decided to take it out on me?
Why did I have to be the one to bear the brunt of his anger? I winced as the wounds in my back began to hurt again.
"You have to calm down." Donna Carmela repeated.
"I can’t stay calm. This is war." He stated vehemently. I had never heard him express that much anger in his voice.
"Don’t take the bait."
"What the fuck are you talking about?!"
"Language young man." Donna Carmela snapped.
"Apologies," I heard him mutter.
"All this would not be happening if you had simply married Caterina and joined our families!" She yelled back at him.
I swallowed. Donna Carmela still wanted him to marry Caterina and now I saw why.
I heard him groan in frustration.
"Again with this! You think the Castillos would not try to overthrow our empire from the inside if I had married Caterina. You really they’re to be trusted? They’re better off fighting us from the outside than being the enemy within."
I was shocked to find out that the Castillos were his core rivals. Now it made perfect sense why he did not go ahead and marry his ex. They both had concrete reasons.
"You’re too stubborn. Whatever comes out of this is on you Jacopo." She said.
"Don’t call me that!"
I flinched at the way he yelled at his mother. It seemed like the name had triggered something and the awkward silence that came afterwards confirmed it.
Having heard enough, I scurried away from the door and slipped into his bedroom.
When he came back into the room, he took one look at me and asked,
"What did you hear?"
Oh shit.