Page 27 of Vow to Me

I turn the corner to the hall where the bathrooms are and find Izzy clutching the strap of her dress, and as if that wasn’t a badenough sight, I see red when I see who the man is that’s stood next to her, attempting to help her with the strap.

“What the fuck is this?” I bark.

“You should keep a closer eye on your little wife, Luca. I found her here, fighting with her dress after having a littlealtercationwith Mr Williams,” that fuck face Muñoz says before strolling away. I walk over to Izzy, still fuming from finding her in the hallway with our fuckingrival.I can’t touch him while he’s here, so right now I’m focusing getting the answers from my fucking wife.

“What the fuck were you doing with him Iz? And what the fuck happened to your dress?” I say while taking the snapped strap and beginning to tie it together for her.

“I came out the bathroom and some asshole thought he could leer at me,” she sighs, “he started rambling about how I’m too pretty for a mobster like you, then tried grabbing me, I stopped him from going any further with a kick to his balls since I don’t have any knives on me,” she says and gives me a pointedI’d have stabbed him even though we’re at a gala for the mayorlook.

I finish with the strap and clasp her chin between my thumb and finger, raising her head so she’s peering into my eyes.

“Are you okay baby? Muñoz said something about Williams, was it him?”

“I’m fine,” she says with a reassuring smile, “and that’s what he said, he came around the corner just after he the man dropped to his knees clutching his dick. As soon as he saw Muñoz he scurried off, I was trying to tell Muñoz I was fine as you arrived.”

Huh, for once, it’s not Muñoz I’m pissed at, and grateful he turned up when he did and then gave me fuckers name before he left. I’ll be having a little date withMr Williams.

“Are you mad? I know I shouldn’t have kneed him but—” I cut her off by pressing my mouth to hers in a slow and gentle kiss, trying to reassure her.

“I’m fucking pissed, baby. But not at you, never at you. You did good, if it was me instead of that asshole who walked over when he did, he’d be leaving in a body bag,” I growl before pulling her into my chest and pressing a kiss on the top of her head.

“Come on, let’s get the fuck out of here.”

Once we get inside our building, I guide Izzy into the elevator and as soon as the doors close, I pounce. I hold her against the full-length mirror, hand wrapped around her throat and bring my mouth to her ear.

“Wh-what are you doing?” she stutters.

“You don’t get gentle tonight baby. You haven’t been a good girl for me, so you don’t deserve my nice side. No, tonight you’ve been my little slut, and little sluts getfucked,hard. But not until after you’ve been punished,” I growl and the elevator door opens, I pull back and pull her into the apartment.

“I thought you weren’t mad at me?” she asks with a fake-ass pout and a look of innocence.

“I’d never punish you for defending yourself Izzy. But what I will punish you for is making me walk around all night with a cock that’s hard as steel and the knowledge that you’re walking around bare under that dress. So be a good little girl for once in your life andtake your fucking dress off.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

Izzy

“So be a good little girl for once in your life and take your fucking dress off.”

Oh. Fuck.This man.

He has the ability to turn my insides to mush. It’s like he’s altering my DNA to fit with his. I’ve never been the obedient type before, but one order from him and I’m ready to submit, I’d gladly render my inhibitions, follow his orders, do anything he asks of me as long as he gives me those sweet kisses, fucks me like his life depends on it then take care of me after.

I slide the straps of my dress over my shoulders, letting the gown slip from my body and pool around my feet before carefully stepping out of it, leaving me stood in the foyer in nothing but my six-inch heels.

I start to bend to undo the clasp on my heel when Luca’s arm darts out to stop my movement.

“I only told you to take off the dress, little demon. Leave the heels on.”

He advances on me. The look on his face is pure, feral lust. He’s the predator, and I’m his prey.

“You have no idea how hard I’ve been all night, imagining slipping my hand up the slit in your dress and playing with your tight pussy, I bet you would have let me, wouldn’t you?

“Yes,” I breathe, feeling dizzy from his closeness, he bends down and brings his mouth to my ear, “I knew it, you’re my dirty little slut, aren’t you? My problem, wife, is that I’m the only man who will ever get to touch your sweet cunt, no other man is allowed to see, touch or smell you ever again.” He pauses and wraps his mouth around the shell of my ear, lightly biting down on it. “So, for you to be walking around a room full of men, who were hell-bent on eye fucking you—because you looked like a fucking wet dream—with no panties? Without my permission? I’m not fucking okay with that, baby. So, for your punishment? Well… you better runmia regina,because if I catch you? All bets are off,” he whispers darkly before pulling back, the heat in those dark eyes of his has my legs shaking and my whole body lighting up.

I’ve never allowed a man to control me the way he does. If it were anyone else, I'd tell them to get fucked. But Luca, him telling me what to do, how to do it? It's fucking hot, I want to hand over all my control, drop to my knees and submit to him, worship him, I want to be anything he wants me to be. I want to be everything he needs me to be.

And with that realization, I spin on my heel and bolt through the apartment, I can hear him chuckling from where he’s striding after me.

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