Page 94 of Captured Fantasy

“I’m trying to knock my wife up,” he said. “What’s your excuse, Barone?”

I swallowed, confused. “What?”

Lucien crossed to the desk and swiveled his laptop, tapping the space key with his middle finger. My eyes focused and my heart sank. There we were, Enza on her stomach while I took her from behind with short, shallow thrusts. My whole body froze and my jaw went slack. I’d had sex in front of other people before and hadn’t cared, but sitting here watching this video on Lucien’s computer was the most embarrassing moment of my life. I wanted to sink through the floor and die.

“Yes,” Enza moaned, her voice muffled. “Fuck, yes, daddy.”

I lurched forward, slamming the space key to pause the video. Lucien’s jaw tensed.

“Care to explain why that’s on the work drive along with the pictures you sent of the warehouse?” he asked.

“Clearly it was an accident,” I snapped.

“Watch your tone with me, Barone.”

“Yes, sir.” I dropped my eyes to the floor as Lucien sat opposite me, resting his ankle over his knee.

“Why were you balls deep in Enza after I told you not to touch her?”

I didn’t speak.

“Answer me,” Lucien said.

“Sir, what do you want me to say?” Anger boiled in my chest.

Lucien’s patience ended abruptly and he leaned forward.

“If you need a lesson in respect, I have no problem going outside and beating the shit out of you, Barone. Are we clear?”

I straightened. “Yes, sir.”

Lucien pinched the bridge of his nose. “Why the fuck did you make a sex tape in the first place?”

I shrugged, confused as to why it was a question. “What? You’ve never sent a picture of your dick to someone before? It’s the same thing.”

“I haven’t actually,” said Lucien. “I prefer to deliver my dick in person.”

Under other circumstances, I would have laughed. Right now I was too tense and angry.

“Who saw it?” I asked.

“Well, Federico found it and he called me,” Lucien said. “He’s furious because, as we all know, he also fucks her. I believe he intended on asking for my blessing to move forward with her this year.”

“What?”

“He’s in deep,” said Lucien, sitting back. “I intended to refuse both of you. I don’t want either of you to have Enza Russo because I won’t tear my inner circle apart by making that choice.”

I looked down at the ground.

“What the fuck do you want me to do about this, Barone?” Lucien said. “I’ve got two men causing problems for me, both beside themselves about a woman neither of them can have. And it seems no matter what I say, I can’t get either of you to keep your hands off her.”

I kept quiet.

“Or, in your case, can’t keep your dick out of her,” said Lucien, gesturing to the laptop.

“Sir, respectfully, Rico fucked her. He doesn’t love her.”

Lucien’s jaw twitched. “Rico is an idiot when it comes to women, I doubt he could articulate his true feelings to her with a gun to his head. But he came to me a little over a week ago and told me that he was thinking of marriage and he wanted me to make that happen. I told him I’d review his options and we hadn’t revisited it since.”

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