Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Pick A Safe Word

Luca arrived home later that night with a barely contained energy thrumming beneath his skin. It was subtle, but anyone who knew him would see it in the looseness of his shoulders, in the faint curve at the edge of his mouth, in the way his stride carried purpose.

One thing still lingered at the back of his mind. Marco’s words earlier. Valentina had requested a meeting. Vee’s sister. Why? Whatever she wanted would not be trivial. But the thought dimmed quickly beneath the heat rising in his chest. That could wait.

Because tonight, his obsession had chosen him.

"Holy Mary, you are done with dinner already?" Nonnina called as she stepped back into the dining room, wiping her hands on a dish towel.

"Yup. It was delicious," Luca replied, finishing the last of his juice in a single swallow. "Has Veronica been informed I am back home?"

"Of course," Nonnina said. "You want me to get her?"

"No. I’ll go myself." He rose smoothly from the table, leaned down to press a kiss to Nonnina’s cheek. Then he turned, already moving toward the rear wing of the estate.

He reached her door. He had mentally prepared for this. He would walk in, claim her, take what she had offered. That was the plan.

He pushed the door open.

And everything inside him snapped.

She was still wearing the same black dress from earlier.

And she was on her knees.

Waiting.

Her hands rested lightly on her thighs. Her chin was lifted, eyes locked onto him with unwavering intensity.

She had taken his command and transformed it into power of her own.

He stepped fully into the room and shut the door behind him. His eyes roamed over her slowly, unashamedly, memorizing every detail.

He had expected submission.

What he found was surrendered sovereignty.

"I’ve been waiting for you."

Luca stepped closer. "Pick a safe word."

Her brows knit slightly. "I don’t understand."

His gaze remained locked on her. "One word that means you want me to immediately stop whatever it is I will most definitely be doing to you."

"Crimson," she said after a breath.

A corner of his mouth lifted. "Nice choice."

He stepped closer still, towering over her. "Now tell me what you want, Bambola."

Her throat tightened. "I want you to make me yours," she said.

His lips curved into an arrogant smile. "You are already mine. Try again."

She swallowed and lifted her eyes to his fully. "I want you... to fuck me."

He looked down at her, the muscle in his jaw tightening slightly. "How desperately?"

Her breath hitched. "Very much."

His gaze sharpened. "You are not trying hard enough."

"Luca...Please take me. Please..." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

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