Page 20 of The Mob Boss' Pet

Chapter Seven

Stephania

Relax my body? He’s crazy.

How am I supposed to make my body soften when I know what’s coming? I don’t need to have been spanked before to know it’s going to hurt like hell. The little bit he’s given me wasn’t so bad, but it’s going to get worse.

“Stephania.” It’s the last warning he’s going to give me.

I take a cleansing breath and force my muscles to unclench. I’m still holding onto the post like a gust of wind is coming to blow me away, but I relax my ass cheeks.

“Good.” He runs his fingertips down my spine, softening me even further beneath his gentle touch.

It’s a decoy.

A strip of fire lands across my ass. I jump up to my toes, careful not to step away.

The second lash crosses over the first and I press my lips together to keep my scream inside my mouth. It only muffles the sound.

Another and another land over both ass cheeks.

“Don’t tighten,” he orders and brings another lash down hard against the up curve of my ass.

I raise up to my toes again with each new stripe of the leather. He’s unrelenting. Electric pain fires across my ass, spreading into a broad inferno that has me dancing from foot to foot.

“I’m sorry!” I scream when the fire ignites into a white-hot blaze.

“This isn’t about your remorse,” he reminds me and brings the belt down again. “Two more, I think.” His tone is so firm, so casual he could be picking out curtains for all anyone overhearing him would know.

I haven’t finished paying the price for trying to run away. Did he really expect that I wouldn’t? Did he really think I’d just sit because he said to sit?

I blink, sending fat tears rolling down my cheeks as a new pain is laid over me.

Of course he did. Vincenzo expects obedience. And he’s not going to accept anything less than that from me.

“Last one,” he warns a mere breath before the hardest of all lashes crosses my ass.

I can’t hold back the scream this last strike has elicited. Forbidden tears fall, completely ignoring my vow to keep him from seeing my discomfort. My ass throbs; it’s probably a black and blue mess.

The belt drops onto the bed, and he’s next to me. His hard cock presses into my hip. With a feather’s touch, he’s rubbing my back.

“It’s going to hurt for a while,” he explains softly, kissing my temple. “And you might be a bit sore tomorrow.”

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