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Whining like a baby, I nuzzled my face into the desk and attempted to move a muscle. "Pizza boy, you fucking broke me."
His laugh echoed through the room, making me snicker to myself. Slapping my naked ass, I cried and laughed louder as he lifted me like a feather and set me on my feet. "Stand still, love. I'm going to dress you like the baby you are. You can go home and shower there."
"I don't want to go home," I pouted with my brows droopy in an unknown fear. "I'm afraid if I let you go today, I won't be seeing you for a very long time again."
"Love," he pecked my lips and began dressing me by sliding my bra on and then my panties. "I promise you that you'll see me again very soon. You know I keep my promises especially to my Queen."
I smile wide at the man that I'm madly in love with as he pulled my yoga pants up my legs, dressing me like a little child while he mumbled something in Italian. "I should learn Italian. I can't have you talking shit about me in a language I don't know."
Chuckling to himself, he retrieved my top and held it over my head. "Well, I plan on making you my queen one day, so it's only fitting if you learn the language that the empire knows."
"The empire thing again," I laughed and raised my arms for him to slide the sleeves onto me. "Don't you get tired of game of thrones?"
"I'm the king of my empire and I promise to crown you as my queen. You'll sit on the throne beside me and rule everyone."
"So you're saying you're an actual king?" I cocked my brow at him and pulled my hair up into a bun while he stepped back and pulled a shirt over his beautifully carved torso.
"Yes. Why do you think I always say empire?"
"Because homeboy, you're fucking delusional and I must be a white walker."
Cackling at my comment, he gripped his belly, unable to button up his shirt. "God, I've missed that mouth of yours. Always got something smart to say."
I chuckled and helped him with his shirt, buttoning up the buttons he couldn't. "I know I'm funny. You don't have to tell me that."
His phone began ringing in his pant pocket. Pinning it to his ear while I fixed his collars, he spoke into it. "Are they all in place?" After a long pause, he talked again as I retrieved his suit jacket that he brought in. "Don't hurt anyone. I'll torture and then kill them myself." Leo spat into the phone before hanging up with a sinister smile curving his lips.
"Who's dying today?" Holding the jacket for him, I stood patiently as he slipped his arms and fixed it himself.
"The men who hurt my sister." His clenched jaw twitched as he poured his phone back into his pocket. "They're going to die a brutal death."
From my understanding, Evelina was kidnapped and held hostage for hours only to be later released as a warning to Leo. That's what I gathered on my own because Leo hasn't told me what exactly happened. "Can I come along?"
"I heard your brother is back. I think you should go spend time with him before he leaves again," he tried to deny my request and pretended to look for something in order to not make eye contact with me.
"He's going to be here for a couples of weeks, so I have all the time in the world with him. Take me with you. You can drop me home after."
"Love, it's going to be very bloody and gruesome. You won't be able to digest what I'm going to do to them."
"Quit explaining to me what a beast does. You're my beast and I'll love you no matter what despite the things you say or do because I know you have a heart even if others might not see it." I cupped his face in my palms and brushed out noses together. "They hurt your sister, I understand."
"They did a lot more than that." His eyes turned to a raging red color while his cheeks heated up immensely in sudden rage. "I'm going to skin them alive."