Page 39 of Domination

Just me and her.

I rub at the sting in my chest at considering being without Vinny, the one man who has somehow grasped my heart in the palms of his thick hands and cradled it to the point of awe and affection.

Only, I know it’s going be ripped from his hands and destroyed. By my own doing, no less.

The moment Bonnie’s squeal of delight fills my ears, my heart swells. This is why I’m here, it was never my choice.

It was all stolen from me the moment I agreed to the arrangement with my father.

Two years ago…

“Up!” He lifts me by my elbow, and my legs buckle. So weak from the lack of food I can barely stand, but somehow, I shuffle behind him and up the stairs from the basement. My feet are numb from the cold, and each step I take feels like a heavy weight pulling me down.

The warmth of his small home hits me, and I wince at the sun streaming through the kitchen windows. Garbage is stacked on the counter, and the scent of the discarded half pizza has my stomach rumbling.

A sadistic chuckle leaves him, and I cower, which only causes his grip on me to tighten. Then he pushes me into one of the kitchen chairs while he takes the other one beside me.

Slowly, I take in my surroundings. Unable to remember the last time I came up here, I look for something different than before but find nothing. It’s all the same. A shithole.

Empty bottles of alcohol are strewn across the floor, the trash is spilled over, and drug paraphernalia coatsthe arms of the disused sofa. The needle on the floor causes my stomach to roll like a cruel taunt. Whenever I don’t comply, he uses a needle on me, and I hate it. I hate the way my blood curdles and sickness lodges in my throat, the way my body sways and is unwilling to move at my instruction. I hate needles, and mostly, I hate him.

“Here’s what’s going to happen.” He pushes a stack of papers in my direction. “You’re almost eighteen now.” I nod, knowing I’m almost old enough to be out of his evil clutches. “My stepfather, Vincent Marino, has an annual Halloween party.” I nod again, remembering the venom that spilled from my father’s lips whenever he discussed his stepfather and his family. “You’re going to go to that party, and you’re going to whore yourself out to this man.” He taps the photo on the paperwork. As I look down into the dark eyes of the handsome man, I feel like my soul is being snatched from me. The good girl I prided myself on being will be ripped away. I’ve never had sex before, not for any reason, but I’ve never had the opportunity, never met someone I’ve wanted to do it with.

Could I with this man?

I glance down at the papers, chewing on my lip, and trace his broad shoulders with my finger. “Who is he?” My scratchy voice comes out on a whisper.

“Your grandfather.” My gaze snaps up toward his, and a menacing smile plays on his lips. “You’re about to seduce your grandfather, Gracie, and in return, you get your life back.” His smile grows wider as he flips the page to what looks like dozens of legal documents. Hope springs in my chest, and he thrusts a pen into the palm of my handbefore curling his fingers around mine so tightly the pen digs into my skin.

“I just need your compliance as insurance, then we both get what we want.”

Only, I never got what I wanted. Not yet at least. But I will. More determined than ever before.

Vinny

My focus isn’t on the meeting. It isn’t on the fact Rocco and Rafael have made progress with building a connection with the MC affiliated with the O’Connells. Nope, it’s on my little pet. The girl who has swooped in and captured my attention and, worse, my heart.

Massio had the privilege of taking her shopping this morning, much to his dissatisfaction. In fact, his lip curled into a sneer before he cleared his throat and grunted his approval when I cocked an eyebrow to his objection.

I messaged him frequently throughout the day, eager to know of her progress. Despite Massio assuring me there’d been none, I knew he was fucking with me. No woman goes to a mall with a black card and returns unhappy or leaves emptyhanded.

When Rafael declared he was making moves to shake up the drug dealers who dared enter our club last night, I feigned boredom at his suggestions and told him and Rocco to go ahead without me. I had security drive mehome because, like an addict, I was craving the only thing that could appease me—her.

Maybe I’m more like my stepson than I care to believe. Maybe Tommy’s addictions were of my doing too. Another parenting fuck-up of mine, yet I still drive into Gracie at every opportunity, knowing I’m fucking her bareback. Am I really that desperate to keep her that I’d risk having another child at my age? My cock twitches in glee, and when a wooden spoon clocks me on the side of my head, I’m pulled from my thoughts and reminded of the present.

“Bon-Bon, seriously? No hitting Papa,” I chastise in a playful tone I only remember using on my grandchildren.

The house feels somewhat empty without Gracie being here, and I check my phone again, tracking the car returning to the house. Until she walks through the door, I will remain on edge. Sending her shopping without me was not a good idea. Massio might be the best man I know to protect her, but that didn’t help with the ball of dread as she left.

It was one of the reasons I insisted on Hazel babysitting Bonnie—so I knew she’d return.

She giggles loudly, causing her chubby tummy to bounce. “Pa!” She shocks the shit out of me, then whacks me with the spoon again. “Pa!” she says louder, exposing her bottom teeth and making me grin from ear to ear. She’s the cutest little baby I’ve seen, a mirror image of her momma, and jealousy creeps into my bloodstream at the thought of someone else giving her the greatest gift. Someone stole that from me.

The darkness inside me rears its ugly head, and Isuddenly want to track the fucker down and dismember him for taking what should have been mine.

The sooner she’s pregnant with my child, the better. Yes, a replica of my perfect little Bon-Bon.

“Papa!” Bonnie declares, pushing up from the floor and using her chubby hands to stand.

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