His Bambina

Chapter 8

Vincenzo's POV
I bring her to my room, fuming. I decided to wake up early to finish up some work before Aria woke up so she could wake up I'm my arms. Instead I walk back to my room only to find her sleeping, like an angel, in the kitchen cuddled up to that boy. It's always him! Just thinking of that dog sends my bloodlust into overdrive. I've seen the  way he looks at her and I don't like it. I'd like to see him try to steal Aria's heart without his beating in his chest.
I set her on the bed and pace the room.
I'm not usually this attached to women. I always knew my future would involve a marriage that would convenience me and my family. But seeing Aria that night set an uneasy feeling in my gut. I knew this girl would be dangerous, slipping through the cracks of my steel wall. Yet I let the warmth her presence sent me drive me closer to her. Was that a mistake?
Will this be a repeating problem? How close are those two, really? Fuck. The thought makes my blood boil.
"Honestly Aria, I thought I've made my intentions with you very clear. When you agreed to be mine, I told you. I do not share! Was this all just a game to you? I never once forced you to be in a relationship with me, if your heart belongs to another you could've just told me."
My voice is cold and harsh making her flinch, "N-no. It wasn't like that!"
"It wasn't? So he just carried you from our bed to the kitchen so you could sleep cuddled up next to him? Hm? Then you ignore me, avoiding me like I'm not even in the room."
She wipes her tears that escape her eyes and she hugs her knees tightly, "I couldn't sleep so I went downstairs and he was already there! I-I didn't mean to makes you mad! But I woke up in the kitchen and-and you were! I scared cuz you was mad and I didn't know why. He – he just a friend I pwomise."
My heart swells then contracts. As my girl rambles on it's clear to me what's happening. She's slipped into little space with me for the first time and it's because I scared her. I kick myself, smoothing out the anger from my face. How could I be so stupid? I let my emotions get the best of me again and made her feel bad.
I sigh and make my way towards her, "Oh principessa, my baby come here." She shakes her head 'no' and nuzzles deeper into her arms and knees. Dammit Vincenzo, you stupid prick. "I'm- I'm sorry baby. I know I should've explained the rules to you. And I should've talked to you before assuming things. I won't punish you this time. I should've warned you how jealous I could be and how strict I am with my rules. Please forgive me?"
A sniffle escapes past her wall she made with her knees, and soon grabby hands make their appearance. This makes me smile, knowing that even after losing my temper she trusts me in her little space.
I pick her up and carry her to the bed. As I carry her towards the bed her muscles morph into my hold perfectly. The day has just begun, but all I want to do right now is comfort my little girl. I set her down and lay next to her. After a few minutes of whispering sweet nothings in her ear she starts to calm down.
"I- I'm sorry." Her voice is still soft but I can feel her slipping out of little space, and I desperately want to keep her in it for a little while longer.
"Shh baby it's okay," I smooth out the frizzy hair on her head and hug her closer to me, "I did not appreciate your behavior this morning, but I do understand I was at fault for not sharing my rules with you yet. I know you're a good girl baby, I just need to give you a fair chance huh?" She shakes her head yes keeping her eyes fixed on my chest.
"How about we go over those rules, so we don't have any more misunderstandings, yeah?" Her grip on my navy-blue shirt tightens, but she reluctantly lets go and nods her head.
    I get up and make my way to my desk and grab the paper from one of the drawers. I go back to my bed and lean my back against the wall. Aria timidly comes over and sits on my lap, leaning her head against my chest.
Once she's comfortable I read off the rules from the paper:
1.       Daddy's word is final.
     a.      No talking back.
     b.      If told to do something I am to do so.
2.      Respect Daddy.
3.      Look at Daddy when speaking to him.
      a.      Always refer to him as Daddy when alone
      b.      Refer to Daddy as sir or another nickname approved by Daddy when in public
4.      Use your manners.
5.      No bad words.
6.      No harmful substances shall be consumed.
       a.      No drinking unless permitted by Daddy.
7.      Always be honest with Daddy.
       a.      Never keep secrets.
       b.      Tell Daddy when something is wrong.
                                     i.      Communicate with Daddy if you ever feel unsafe or uncomfortable
8.      Always ask permission.
9.      If I want to hang out with a boy Daddy must approve. Daddy knows best.

I show Aria the punishments and rewards. Her eyes are focused and considering each rule. The silence is think in the room as I wait for her to question or argue with any of the rules. Though, it never comes. Providing her with the rules fills me with a sense of eagerness. As if it weren't set in stone until now. She's my submissive and I can't wait to care for her as long as she'll let me.
I want to flip the paper over to show her the playtime rules, but I'll save those for another day, "I must warn you I can be very strict when it comes to following the rules. Some rules can change but they never will unless we both talk about it first."
"Otay Daddy." Her words make my heart skip a beat and I can already feel my walls and barriers become soft. This girl is dangerous for me, I can already tell. Her eyes are a bit heavy, and I look at the clock. It's seven fifteen, I suppose it won't hurt for her to sleep a little more.
"You rest for a little while bambina, then you can come find me for lunch." Her grip tightens once more on my shirt and I chuckle. I shift, setting her against the bed and take my spot next to her, "I'll stay here till you fall asleep. Sleep well amore."