Page 3 of Let Vengeance Be Mine

“Aria.” She scowls at me.

“And do you know why you are here, Aria?” I keep my voice low and try to ignore the tingle of thrill I’m feeling in my fingertips.

She shakes her head and I swear I see a tear start to form before she bravely blinks it away.

“You’re here because your daddy fucked with the wrong man.” My fingers slip lower, brushing between her pert, little tits. I regret having my guard strip her down to her underwear now, that pleasure should have been mine. Taking one of those tits in my palm, I crush it, making a gasp slip from her lips and her eyes close, almost like she finds a little pleasure in my touch.

“You’re here because he is unable to protect you,” I remind her of the position she’s in, in case she’s forgotten.

Lowering my touch to her tight, flat stomach, I spread my fingers wide and slip them under the waistline of her white, cotton panties.

“And you'reherebecause you are going to give me something very special.” My lips touch against her neck, feeling her pulse beat against them, and the scared little whimper she makes into my ear makes my cock hard.

Slowly, my middle finger slides between her pussy lips and she proves she’s not the innocent, little being I’m sure her father thinks she is when she dampens it. I do nothing to hide the smirk from my face as I arch my free hand under her chin and grip so tight my fingers shake.

“Don’t be scared. I think you're going to enjoy the things I do to you, Aria.” Raising my slick finger from between her legs, I trail it around her lips to coat them in her disgrace.

The girl wasn’t supposed to take pleasure in what will happen to her but, I have to admit, I like the irony in it. Fucchini’s precious, little princess, whose marriage has probably been arranged since before she could walk, begging to be fucked by his enemy. I like the idea so much, I decide to set myself the challenge.

I watch her lips rub together when she tastes herself on them and the way her eyes flutter, as she blushes from it, proves this will be far too easy.

“Good night, Aria.” I drag myself away, leaving her chained to the wall like an animal, as I head toward the door.

“Wait, are you just going to leave me here?”

The fear in her voice gets my dick even harder and I pause, turning my head to take one final look at her before I leave.

“For now.” I feel the dark grin pull on my lips before I exit and slam the door behind me.

“Matteo.” Demitri meets me at the top of the stairs. If he hasn’t made it clear enough that he thinks this is a bad idea, the worried look on his face says it all.

“Relax, it went well.” I march past him toward my office, leaving the door open for him to follow me. I pour myself something strong and leave the stopper off the decanter, so he can help himself. Then, taking a seat behind my desk, I wait for him to start his lecture.

“So, what now? You can’t keep her chained down there until you’ve knocked her up. That could take months, and what then? She will need medical treatment during the pregnancy. You haven’t thought this through.” Demitri shakes his head, getting more and more agitated as he paces.

“You’ll give yourself a heart attack”

I light myself a cigarette before taking a file from my drawer and throwing it on the desk in front of me.

“What is this?” He picks it up and starts flicking through the information inside.

“That is Joseph Fabier, he specializes in fertility but also has an impressive history in obstetrics. I want you to bring him to me.” I blow a cloud of smoke into the air and rest back in my chair, kicking my feet up on the desk and letting my mind wander back to the little creature I have chained in my basement. I really hope daddy’s been keeping her a virgin in preparation for her suitor. The benefits will soon be mine if he has.

“And there’s nothing I can say to convince you that this is a bad idea?” Demitri interrupts my train of thought.

“No.” I shake my head, keeping a very serious look on my face.

“I’ll send Ludo and Enzo to fetch the doctor.” Demitri gives up trying to reason with me, tucking the folder under his arm and heading out of my office with a displeased look on his face.

Just like his father was to mine, Demitri is loyal, but he’s never been a go-getter.

I pull open my desk drawer and take out the sonogram picture Thalia handed me just before she died. I’ll never know if our child was a boy or a girl, or if it had my eyes. Fucchini will pay for that. Whether or not his daughter does too, will be a matter of her opinion.

ARIA

How did I get here? One minute, I’m enjoying a peaceful stroll on my father’s private beach, while all my so-called friends slept off their hangovers. Next, I’m being hauled away by the masked men who brought me here.

I fought like a Fucchini should. I punched, I bit and I scratched like a tiger. But there were five of them. Five strong men who I stood no chance against.

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