The Mafias Possession [RE-WRITING]

Punishment

I still cannot believe that bum would do something like that! Sighing, I briefly glance at my phone as I hear a ding, indicating one of Xaviers countless notifications since I left the house this morning.

"Are you okay, Angie?" I snap out of my thoughts at the sound of Samuel's voice as I give him a smile in return.

"Sorry, I was just thinking..." He nods in understanding but doesn't question any further to which I'm grateful.

We carry on where our conversation was left off and I clear my head from the events of this morning and instead focus on having a nice lunch with a friend.

~ Earlier ~

I awoke this morning with a pout as I noticed the empty side of the bed, I let out a yawn before putting my hair into a messy bun and grabbing my glasses on the bedside table, and heading towards his office.

Half asleep I opened his door and froze in my spot at the sight of over 30 men in suits standing in the room, all eyes focus on the sudden interruption.

He ordered them all to leave and they obeyed with no hesitation, he didn't miss the lingering eyes that stayed on me before telling me to close the door on my way towards him. He sat on the leather couch that brings memories before telling me to lay across his lap.

I do as he says, confused as to what is happening. "Xavier.... a-are you o-okay?" I ask hesitantly, my tummy lays flat on the surface and peaches across his lap as he massages where his shirt has ridden up and the other holding me down by my lower back.

Finally, he speaks but in the same tone that he used before. "I'm mad, Angelina."

Hmm, why? "I-I'm sorry?" He chuckles humorlessly, it would usually be one of my favorite sounds but instead, it's void of emotions. "Sorry isn't going to erase the memory of you walking around half-naked. Oblivious to the desire that was in these men's eyes but also looking fu- fricking adorable."

Not giving me time to reply he proceeds. "I'm going to punish you kitten. And you're going to take it like a good girl." He says, his voice was suddenly deeper, sensual really. I think back to his first sentence, punish- "Ow." I whimper at the impact as his palm comes flying down on my behind.

He grits his teeth, massaging the sore area. "Count." When I don't answer he lands another making me leap forward, but the other hand keeps me still.

"...one."

He gave me four more, each one I had to count aloud and I feel tears brim my eyes making my vision blurry. He takes in a deep breath, gently picking me up and placing me on the couch, careful not to hurt my behind. I didn't even realize when he returned until' he turned me around to lay on the couch. I whimper as he applies a cold substance on the raw skin, whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

"Such a good girl." He praises with a look in his eyes before leaning in, his eyes on my lips. Before he can touch them I hesitantly shift back, my vision still a blur with tears before I abruptly stand up.

Confusion with a hint of hurt? in his eyes, before he follows my actions, taking a step forward as he speaks in a soft tone. "Baby girl come here..." extending his arms making him look like an adorable puppy.

Standing strong I shake my head and before I can take a step back he grabs me by my hips and brings my body flush to his front. "L-let me go." I struggle in his hold and his jaw clenches and I sigh. I show him my determination, daring him not to let me go and I guess he notices that too because he hesitantly softens his hold.

"I need to change..." pulling away much to his resistance and he reluctantly lets me go. "I'll come with-" "No."

Opening the door, I rush towards the room and into the bedroom, locking the door behind me.