Caught In The Crossfires - Spinoff

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Chapter 24

Cristiano

Clearing the maddening lump that formed in my throat, I aggravatedly glared down at Lola, her words replaying in my mind. I know what I want, and I'm not letting you push me away again—as she knelt to the ground—Show me that you don't care. Why did she have to do that? I cursed myself for how much I was enjoying having Lola on her knees at my feet, ready and waiting for my command. She was pushing me, and I was afraid that if I pushed back, we'd cross a line, facing things that neither of us was prepared for. Even still, I couldn't resist the intrigue of having this little firecracker under my thumb to do with as I pleased.

It was clear though she hadn't the slightest idea what she was doing. Her stance was all wrong, posture a sloppy mess at best. We'd work on that. The voice in my head scolded me for even letting myself think of keeping her. But hell, she wanted to submit—to me—knowing the history between her brothers and me, Lola still wanted this. I bit back the jubilant smirk that urged to crack my lips and slowly circled her bowed body. Our intense gaze remained connected until I snapped my fingers and pointed to a spot on the floor in front of her.

"Eyes on the ground, Lorella."

Without a hairsbreadth of hesitation, her head snapped forward, and she did exactly as she was told. I bit my lip, stifling my groan of approval. Her ass still wasn't off the hook for destroying my office, and I didn't want her to think she'd gotten off easy—because she hadn't. Not tonight.

"Good girl," I praised, stepping up behind her and reaching down to stroke my fingers through her long black hair. She whimpered, leaning back, nudging her head into my hand and seeking my touch like the needy brat she was. My jaw ticked at the melodic sound that left her lips, and I found myself craving to hear more of it. For fucks sake, she wanted me to show her that I didn't care. As much as the thought of letting myself relish that, I needed to keep my composure.

Walking around Lola, I stood between her parted legs and bent forward, taking her chin between my thumb and index finger then tipping her head back to look at me, "Now, I'm going to punish you. I understand you were upset, but destroying my property isn't how you should have dealt with it."

"But-"

"Did I tell you to speak?"

"No, but-"

"I will not tolerate disobedience. If you choose to be mine, you will do as you are told. There are no gray areas in this, Lorella. So that means when I tell you to jump, you jump. And if you are not permitted to speak, you bite your fucking tongue and wait for my permission, and for now on, it's yes Sir to you, love. Understood?"

"Yes... Sir..."

"Good girl. Stand and strip, then lay down on the bed. I want you on your back, on full display from me, arms and legs spread as wide as they can go."

"Yes, Sir."

"And, Lola, if you move a single muscle, I will tie you down to the bed and make you wish you hadn't ." Letting go of her face, I walked over and grabbed one of the long sleek black leather crops that hung on the room's far wall. Then turning to face the woman I'd tried so hard to stay away from, I narrowed my eyes. "Now we begin."

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Lola

I stood quickly, removing my clothes and making a pile on the floor near my feet. My heart was pounding out of my chest as he watched my every move intensely. There were so many things running through my head—some good—some bad even. But I wanted all of them. Warmth built in my stomach at the way Cristiano licked his lips when I unclasped my bra, letting my breast tumble free of the black lacy material holding them.