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I slipped into a sleek black leather jumpsuit and laced up my black boots.
My hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, and I grabbed my gear before heading to Luciano's office.
As I opened the door, I collided with his solid chest.
He was already dressed in a black sleeveless hoodie and fitted black pants. The sight of him alone made my pulse quicken.
"I see you're ready," he smirked, his eyes raking over me.
I nodded, excitement bubbling in my chest for today's shooting class.
"Don't get too excited, Gem," he warned, his voice low against my lips.
"Remember—today is just practice. You have to impress me if you want to be rewarded."
"That's exactly why I'm excited, baby," I whispered back. "Because I know I'll impress you."
"Let's see what you've got, Gem." He pinched my hip and grabbed my wrist, leading us to the shooting range.
Once inside, he locked the door behind us.
"Gear up," he ordered.
I slipped on the noise-canceling headphones and gloves while he loaded the weapons.
A line of guns was arranged neatly on the table, bullets already locked in place.
We began.
I moved down the line, calling out each weapon by name. I didn't miss a single one—though I hesitated once or twice.
Each time I got it right, his eyes lit up with unmistakable pride... and something darker underneath.
"Now that you're done with that—"
He didn't finish his sentence. Instead, he kissed me. Deep, and intense.
"That's your first reward, Gem," he murmured. "Now, show me all the stances I taught you. Fist-fight positions only."
I shut my eyes briefly, summoning the lessons from memory. I got most of them right—but not all.
Instead of a reward, he spanked me. Twice.
"You didn't get them all." He said sternly.
"What's the most important rule when attacking your enemy?" he asked.
"Never let your guard down," I answered.
"Good girl. I see you *do* want to impress me, hmm?"
I stayed silent on purpose.
Another sharp spank landed on my ass.
"Ye..yess." I moaned. "I want to impress you so I can be rewarded."
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