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AlthaiaAfter staying in bed for two days, I could finally get the boutique open. Damiano wasn’t happy about it and insisted on covering any losses so I could stay in bed and rest.Guess who won that round?Then Damiano insisted on staying with me in the boutique, and that started another round of discussion. I couldn’t have him or my assigned bodyguards in the boutique because I knew they would make my customers feel uneasy. I had to remind him he looks scary as fuck to other people.“Good.” He said.“Good for you, but not for my business. Don’t you have a Mafia to run or something? Go do that so I can work in peace.” I told him.That may or may not have resulted in him spanking my ass until it was as red as a cherry, saying I need to be fucked into obedience. A reminder that I was also dealing with a Mafia Boss.Damiano chose to do some work, while Luca and Giovanni stayed close, but not too close to the boutique to not look shady. I promised I would call if I needed anything.Luckil
AlthaiaI handed Laila a bottle of water after she had calmed down a bit. We were still sitting on the floor, under the desk, as it was better to stay down here so she wouldn’t have to witness the awful sight of that man.“Are you okay?” I asked her quietly. She clutched the water bottle to her chest as she kept glancing at Damiano but would quickly look away again.She nodded, taking a deep breath before speaking.“You have blood on your face…” She whispered.“Oh…” I said in surprise and blindly tried to wipe my face with Giovanni’s jacket.“Did…” Laila swallowed hard, then whispered. “Did he do this to you?” Her wide eyes darted quickly to Damiano. I followed her gaze, forgetting his hands were covered in blood.“Oh, no! No, he’s with me. He won’t do anything to harm me. Don’t worry, we’re safe with him.” I promised with a smile.She let out a breath of relief, and her whole body seemed to relax. I forgot Damiano looked intimidating if you didn’t know him, and she was probably fright
Althaia“Please, take care and stay safe. Call me when you land and remember, you can always call me no matter what, okay?” I told Laila as I hugged her tightly.We were at the airport, and I had packed a bag for her with money and all the necessities she needed. I didn’t want her to worry about anything so she could be with her family.“Thank you so much. I don’t know how I can ever thank you enough for everything you have done for me.” Laila hugged me tightly as she cried.“No need to. Just promise me you will stay safe.” I leaned back and smiled. She promised with a teary smile.“Giovanni will be with you and make sure you get to your family safely. I know he looks scary and grumpy, but trust me, he is harmless.” I grinned at Giovanni, and he looked at me with a scowl.“I’m just happy I get a break from your annoying ass.” He scoffed, making me pout at him.“I know you will miss me.”“I really won’t.”“It’s okay, Gio. I know you will. I will miss you too, Uncle Grumpy.” I teased.“U
AlthaiaI walked out of the bathroom after a quick rinse. Damiano was still downstairs on the phone with Lorenzo.The black jewelry box on my desk caught my eye, and I opened the box carefully. Once again, I found myself entranced by the breathtaking and opulent necklace.I still couldn’t believe he spent that much money without blinking an eye for someone like me. I didn’t feel worthy of it. Not even one bit. But it was so damn gorgeous I couldn’t keep my eyes off it.This was worth more than every single house on my street combined.When was I ever supposed to wear this? I snorted when I imagined myself just casually walking around and doing grocery shopping with this around my neck.I bit down on my lip as I thought of what Damiano said to me that night.“I want you to wear it. And nothing else.”I listened for any movements coming toward my bedroom. When I heard nothing, I pulled my nightgown over my head and carefully took out the Tiffany Yellow Diamond necklace.I let my hair fal
AlthaiaI jolted up in a sitting position, feeling my heart beat faster, and looked at Damiano with wide eyes. Fear and panic took over my body. Damiano sat up, his brows furrowed with concern.“Breathe, Althaia.” He reminded me, and I drew in a shaky breath.“She’s home early, and–and you’re here!” I suddenly realized, now feeling the blood drain from my face.“I need you to calm down, baby.” Damiano placed his hands on my cheeks, and I immediately clung onto his arms as I felt myself panicking like the day before she left. “Slow down… breathe… that’s it…” He guided, and I closed my eyes and focused on steadying my breathing to calm down my hammering heart.I kept listening to his soothing voice, focusing on the way his thumbs were lightly caressing my cheeks and slowly calming me down.“I’m okay.” I let out a breath and opened my eyes again.I groaned as I plopped down on the bed again, wondering why she was home so early and if she had calmed down. Or if we were going to fight again
Damiano“Are you staying with me tonight?” Althaia asked as she came out of the bathroom.My gaze traced down her figure, admiring the way the black nightgown hugged her curves. It was short, showing off her beautiful legs, and the top showed a generous amount of cleavage.“My eyes are up here.” She placed her hands on her hips and raised a brow.“You don’t want me to look?” I grabbed her hips, pulling her in between my legs as I was sitting on her bed.“Haven’t you looked enough?” She wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me a teasing smile.“Never. I can’t get enough of you. Or your tits.” I looked back down and buried my face in her breasts, making her laugh at my actions.I placed small kisses, making my way up to her neck, feeling her shiver under my touch until I reached her soft lips. They were so soft. It was my new favorite thing whenever our lips met.“How are you feeling?” I sat her on my lap and rubbed her stomach. Althaia let out a tired sigh, resting her read on my shou
AlthaiaAfter handing a customer her custom-designed dress, I found myself with nothing to do, and time seemed to crawl by. I could take the time to mop the floor, but I felt too lazy to do it. I always did when it came to mopping the floor because I hated doing it. Usually, my mother would force me, but since she had to run some errands, I was off the hook.I let out a yawn, tiredness washing over me as I went to the couch.Might as well take a small nap since no one is here.Luca was keeping a close eye on who was coming in and out of the boutique. If a male was present, he would stay right in front of the boutique to make sure nothing of the past repeated itself.As I nestled into the couch, its warmth and comfort instantly lulled me into a drowsy state, causing my eyes to grow heavy. Just a quick power nap, I thought. I would be able to hear if someone comes into the shop anyway, so I should be good. With that, it didn't take long before my eyelids grew heavy, and I fell into a dee
Althaia “Thaia, remember that one time where we took mom’s car and we accidentally dented it in a parking lot?” Cara laughed, making me smile at the memory. “Don’t you mean you dented it? You were the one who drove the car yet I was the one who got spanked with the wooden spoon.” I said, now frowning at the memory. “Wait, your mom hit you with a wooden spoon?” Arianna looked at me both surprised and amused. “Yup. My mom is not shy with the wooden spoon and would pull it out whenever we misbehaved. However, Cara being the favorite child, got out of it almost every time. By the way, how does it to be the favorite child?” I gave her a fake sweet smile. “Amazing! You should try to be one.” She winked while grinning and I flipped her off. “It was always me and Michael who got in trouble. Actually, Michael got spanked the most.” I chuckled. The three of us were known to be a bit wild when we were younger. I already felt Damiano’s gaze on me as soon as I talked about Michael, and I pur