Ha, you thought we were done? baby, we are just getting started.

hehe watch out for definitely more sexy timezzzzzzzz

for the first time in a long time, everything was normal. or well I say normal softly, as when you're in the mafia normal isn't really a word.

The mafia isn't at all what I thought, or what I have read about. News outlets and documentaries play it off as some cult. like we worship Satan under a bridge of drugs and care only for our own gain. But the mafia, Lucien's mafia, is more than that.

Its a brotherhood, a family. A plain of trust and And in our family, we protect each other.

Respect is something that I don't give out easily, because growing up one of the only people I respected lost that within himself and took his life. So I grew up with next to no respect for myself or anyone, not respecting my mother or my friends and that kept people away to the point where no one wanted the sad bad girl whose family is fucked up.

Until Lucien showed me in his own twisted way that he wanted me, that he held respect for me. The mafia wasn't for the weak, it truly isn't. I was thrown into this dark underworld with no warning, thrust into the arms of a bad man in exchanged for money.

I lost everything.my house, my 9 to 5 job as a stupid fucking waitress at a bar.

As far as everyone from my old life is concerned I am dead. Just another missings person paper that will float away in the merciless wind. If they haven't already moved on they will because I have. I have found something way better, sweeter, than my old life. I became somehow a better person a stronger person in this harsh environment.

I found something that I didn't know I needed and found people that I don't think I could ever live without. But with all the good, bad also follows and I got my fair share of shit from lady fate.

"what are you thinking?" Lucien asked, as he set down the stack of papers and pilling them to the side of his desk. His eyes looking at me as I laid on my back on the couch, the ceiling seconds ago my only entertainment. But now I stared at him, as we sat in his huge office in our huge house.

licking my lips I fought the urge to bit my lip, knowing it tempted him, as the soreness in my legs couldn't take another round. "What happened to your dad in the end? I ugh.. saw you guys on the pavement outside his safehouse" thinking back to how Lucien was kicking the shit out of his father till Alexanders blood spilled onto the concrete.

Lucien said nothing for a few seconds like he too was thinking about that moment before his eyes motioned for me to come to sit on his desk.

sighing nervously I sat up, my legs felt an ache as I stood and walked to his side of his desk. His hands quickly taking me and sitting me on his desk my legs hanging lazily on either side of him. "Why do you ask?" he asks with a bit of suspicion, his eyebrows clenching together.

looking down at my hands, they fiddled in my lap. "I was just curious" but I wasn't just curious, I mean everyone has ulterior motives at some point right?

he looked at me in silence his fingers drawing small circles onto my thighs. His eyes studied me for a second, and it made my stomach tighten. "Of course you don't have to tell me its just that-"

"he has been shown hell" Lucien smiled, his eyes lighting up the fire in his eyes tho, was a sinister sort of black. "so he is dead?" I asked gripping onto Lucien's tie, feeling disappointed and slightly raged.

lucien let out a low laugh, and I went quiet. "No, but he probably wishes he was.". Alexander O'Rhiley was still alive and breathing, it made me smile knowing that he was gonna spend his last days in agonizing pain. But as I brought my hand to my side, feeling my now healed bullet wound it felt like only seconds ago that I was back in Alexanders grasp and his sick plan, that smile fell.

one of his men was who shot me, and I was not surprised when I found out.

I felt even worse because now I was shedding tears, and feeling angered and guilty as I thought how he hasn't gotten what he deserves. "Kiara?" Lucien asked and I looked up at him, a tear leaking down my cheek and falling onto my thigh.

I felt guilty thinking that I wanted to be the one to end him, knowing all the terrible things he had done to Lucien. Alexander beat him for years, and his father raped and murdered Lucien's mother. So Lucien was right to want his revenge, but I couldn't help myself. My blood ran thick with the orgasmic though of ending his life.

"are you crying for him?" Lucien asked tensely his eyes studying me in jealousy, and I shook my head angrily. I mean I guess its fair that he could think that but no, I wasn't crying for him I was crying because I wanted to do terrible things to him"fuck god no, I want him to suffer like that...Its just I know he's done all these gods awful things to you and this is your revenge to hurt him...and I fell so guilty that I want to-"

but he again interrupted me, with a sick twisted smile, not of anger but of a sort of happiness "my beautiful innocent wife wants to torture him?" those words slipped off his tongue like he was in euphoria and the way he looked at me my underwear wet. Jesus fucks Kiara you horny little shit head.

"I-"

"you have no idea how pleasurable it would be for me to watch you drag a blade across his throat" he stood up from his desk, taking his rightful position right between my legs. My body shook as every part of my begged for him. "baby all you need to do is ask." he growled a deep growled, and my breath caught as I couldn't tell if he meant that in the fact of killing his dad or letting him fuck me.

Both sounded like good options

"I-I know how bad you want your revenge," I said back, and he smiled down like I have given a wrong answer. "No revenge for me would be sweeter than him watching the very person he tried to take from me end his life," he said barely above a whisper, as he placed his hands on either side of me, gripping the desk tightly as he looked at me up and down like I was his next meal."I'm still sore." I managed to say, but what Lucien said next made all thoughts dissipate from me.

"we both know your pussy is dripping waiting for my touch."

Lucien POV

I loved the way she looked when I said that, that guilty and embarrassed look in her eye as she knew that she couldn't deny it. I was no stranger to exploring her body, and on valentines day I fucked her so many times I lost count and the headboard broke, as it grew tired of slamming into the wall over and over again.

And every day after that I have made her scream under me as she let me dominate her, as she submitted to me completely.

But the bedroom was the only place She'd alllow that.

I could fuck her a million times and it would still feel like the first, as I would explore her beautiful body slowly, as she melted into me. Her walls would always tighten around me as she smiled repeatedly at my size.

But my favorite part about making love to her was when she cried out in pleasure as I claimed her over and over again, my name the only thing on her lips as she always screamed it loudly with no care of who could hear.

and I love the fact that I was the one who popped her cherry.

"don't try to deny me" I cooed in her ear, and I smiled as goosebumps trailed its way down her body. "your cunt is mine Kiara, am I right?" I asked as I kissed her neck. The sweet smell of her perfume driving my senses insane. she let out a small sigh as my lips sucked and bit her sensitive skin, and her small moan could alone make me cum.

she closed her eyes, as she tilted her neck to the side to give me as much room as I pleased her, her dirty urges overpowered her. But when she didn't answer my question, I slapped her left boob hard, feeling that she had no bra on made me smile, as she screams out her answer "yes, it's yours!"

"So why would you try to deny me something that belongs to me?" I growled as she unlooped my tie, slowly trying to pull it off but I stopped her. "No, you don't get rewarded for being bad. You get punished," I growled and she blinked at me, as she frowned her eyes begging me with want. But I will take this as payback from a couple weeks ago when she had the audacity to finger herself in front of me.

"but I have been good!" she argued back, as her teeth claimed her lips. as she bit it and released it, as my eyes watched as it fell back into place.

"Strip."

she looked up at me, smiling like the little devil she was as her hands tugged at the hem of her white t-shirt. Quickly she took it off as I took a step back to admire her, her chest on full display for my eyes only to see. Jumping off my desk she untied the pair of grey sweats, a pair she had stolen from me the night before. My eyes looking at her body, each scar so beautiful.

her two thumbs slipping under the waistband of her black skintight thong, as she bent down slipping them off before she handed me them quickly and I tucked them into my suit pocket. Sitting down on my desk chair I smiled at her "over my knee, now. You get 10 for denying me."

"you are gonna spank me?" she asked slightly shocked.

I just smiled in return "Yes and each time my hand hits your skin I want you to thank me, and I'm gonna watch your pretty little ass that you always tease me with turn beat red."

leaning forward my hands resting on my thighs "You get 12 by my hand now, since you questioned me"

"but-"

chuckling I interrupt her "14, I can keep going up if you want in the end it's going to happen"

she stood silent which caused me to say "16-" but she just rushes to me "Ok ok fine no need to keep adding it up. 14 is good." Kiara tells me which resulted in me smiling as she laid herself shamelessly over.

but I heard her whisper "ok then Christian grey"

and that's when I started, my hand connecting with her skin softly at first her sexy ass giggling slightly. Being a good girl she remembers to say "Thank you"

But I spanked her harder when the number got higher each time she thanked me, a small moan leaving her lip. When I hit fourteen, she sighed as I rubbed my hand soothingly along her butt, as I smiled amusedly at the red handprint that was marked on her skin and the fact that I was the only bastard that was ever gonna know it was there. "Now please reward me?"

"Go over the desk, Kiara." I instructed and I felt her smile, as she jumped off me hurrying over to the desk quickly almost forgetting that she was 'sore'.

standing up I smirked as I stalked towards her, pushing her down so that her back was placed against the wooden surface as I knelt down, only intent to tease her more I blew cold air onto her clit. "Lucien!" she begged, and I chuckled as I placed a kiss to her left inner thigh doing the same to the other immediately after.

"Please!" she begged as I looked at her pretty little pussy, loving the way she was so wet for me.

"please what Kiara? ask in a full sentence." I instructed as I traced her pussy lips with my finger in an agonizingly slow way. "Please make me cum." she moaned and with that, I feasted. My tongue gliding up and down, her clit begging for my attention I bite it. Her hands finding their way to my hair, she pulled on it grasping it tight to pull me closer.

she chanted my name as I pleased her deeply, her perfect little pussy dripping. "I'm gonna-" she moaned but I growled back "not until I say, Kiara.". she just nodded, as she threw her head back onto the desk, my tongue explored every inch of her.

Taking her as far as she could go, I pleased her as she held herself back until she moaned in pure desperation "please I cant...I cant!"

"cum for me baby." I smiled an on queue she did, as I took each drop into my mouth, as she moaned riding through her orgasm.

her perfect little body shook as I stood, as I sat her up and attached her lips. Kissing her hard her lips responding to me as my tongue slid into her mouth. She tasted so fucking good, and I knew she could taste herself on my lips. Pulling back I said as I watch her perfect naked self pant breathlessly, "we should stop or I will seriously die from blue balls."

she just laughed as she hopped off the desk, helping her get dressed I slid her sweats over her naked pussy, smiling as she shook at my touch. Cupping her boobs I slid her shirt back over her head missing the view. "what are we doing now?" she asked as I led her out of my office, my hand on her back.

"well you wanted your revenge, so you are gonna get it." I smiled and she chuckled, "So our schedule for today was paperwork, you eating me out, killing your father and then having sex again?"

"You assume we are having sex after?" I joked, raising my eyebrow as I led her into the garage. "well then I will just fuck myself since you don't want to" she said right back, winking at me as I shook my head.

But my mind ran ramped with the though of her on my bed, pleasing herself.

Kiara loved cars, the way they fascinated her made me smile. She said her dad would always take her out driving and that's why she loved them. So I bought us another car, an all red sleek black rimmed 2019 Ferrari 488 Spider "Can we take Blakeeee?" she smiled as she ran over to it, and I tiled my head as I clenched at the keys in my hands "who the fuck is Blake?"

"calm down you possessive jealous little shit, blake is this sexy beast right here." she smiled as she kissed the hood of the Ferrari. "you named the fucking car blake?" I laughed as she climbed in it without me even saying we were taking it and I justed laughed as I got in right after.

"yes. yes, I fucking did."

I started up the engine which made a growling sound, as I opened the garage and quickly drove out. Speeding out of the driveway and through the gate, the highway my own personal racetrack.

Kicking the speed as fast as it could go, Kiara smiled laughing the whole way as she screamed as the radio's music pumped loudly through the car. "HUMP ME! FUCK ME! Daddy betta make me choke." She screamed as she looked towards me, biting her lip.

She swayed her hips and her hands danced fumbly in front of her, she had no clue what she was doing but she still was so god damn sexy.

jerking the car sideways, she jerked in her seat as I did A fast donut on the cement road. My tires burning a black skid, smoke puffing from under the tires, I speed up again as we neared the base."You are easily the most fucked up insane person I have ever met in my life" she panted as she held onto the oh shit driving handle for dear life."You are even worse crazy." I said as we pulled onto the cement pad. We jerked slightly in our seats as I came to a fast stop. "Um says the one who was doing 400 in an 80 zone." she joked, and I smiled at her.

she laughed, and she looked so god damn innocent and I almost regretted bringing her here. "Kiara, I need to know that you're serious about this. We are gonna walk in there, and trust me when I say Alexander isn't exactly in one piece. if you don't want to, if you're not ready we can wait." I said as we both took steps out of the car.

I was worried that once she sees what I can do, and how badly I can hurt someone through torture, she would think different of me.

"You're making this sound like sex." She smiled and I eyed her .

But she just smiled, as she wrapped her hands around my neck. "Lucien listens to me, I'm not a girls scout, and I'm not going to run because I already know what you're capable of. I know what your hands can do, and how bad you can hurt people with them. but I trust them completely and nothing can change that—."

"—And plus I want to watch him fucking burn."

he he, lol sorry that this took so long I have been so busy and tired that I decided to give myself a little break. But now I'm back and I hope you enjoyed :)

xoxo- AbigalKnightly