Dangerous Heart . The Mafia Boss's Love .

Chapter 35

Warning mature content ahead:

Sienna

I'm currently sitting in a boardroom with Kelsey, Simon, a few other nurses and doctors, and some of the hospital's board of directors. They called a meeting and were deep in discussion about a new drug recently released to the market, explaining its potential benefits, and risks. Papers shuffled, voices exchanged statistics, and yet, my focus was nowhere near where it should have been. I could not concentrate on what they were saying at all.

Not when Luca was punishing me.

Before I left for work this morning, he had made his intentions crystal clear. I would carry the consequences of my disobedience throughout the day. He had inserted a device—controlled by an app on his phone—inside me, promising I wouldn't know when he'd decide to use it. The element of surprise was his favorite form of torture.

And, of course, it was during this critical meeting, of all times, that he chose to remind me of my punishment.

The faint hum inside me sent a shiver through my core, heat rising to my cheeks as I struggled to keep a neutral expression. My hands tightened over the notes in front of me. I stole a glance at Kelsey, praying my face didn't betray me. Did Luca know exactly when this meeting was? Did he plan this?

Why was he punishing me, you ask?

Because I lied to him about having my period..

Earlier this morning, as I was getting dressed, he had walked in and noticed I wasn't wearing any form of protection in my underwear. When he asked why, I panicked and told him I was wearing a tampon. I thought he believed me —until his sharp gaze flicked to mine. He must have seen something there, something that made him suspicious.

Without warning, he closed the distance between us and checked for himself His fingers inserted inside me, confirmed my lie.

I wasn't on my period.

And Luca did not take kindly to being lied to.

He asked me why I lied.

I hesitated before answering, knowing honesty was my only option. "I needed a break," I confessed softly. Ever since Luca returned from wherever he had been, two weeks ago when I was sick, something had changed in him. He seemed a little... off. He was more moody and intense. When it came to sex, he had been even more dominant than usual. He was rougher, more demanding, and yet, paradoxically, more possessive.

I had been punished a few times for my disobedience—marks still lingered on my body, faint but undeniable reminders of how far he pushed me. Yet, every time he finished, he'd pull me into his arms, holding me so tightly, as if afraid I'd slip away. On those nights, he insisted on staying inside me, his warmth filling me long after we were done. Sometimes, I'd wake up in the middle of the night to find him thrusting into me, as if his need for me couldn't wait until morning.

Twice already, I'd had to take the morning-after pill, and during my last trip to the pharmacy, the pharmacist had scolded me with a judgmental edge in her voice. "You shouldn't take these so frequently—it can mess with your cycle. Maybe consider other contraception? Or maybe... not have so much sex?"

Her squeaky condescending tone had grated on me. "Maybe you should mind your own business," I'd snapped back, "perhaps think about getting laid yourself. It might help you pull that stick out of your ass."

The truth was, she wasn't wrong. Luca was insatiable. He was like an untamed beast, since his return. We'd been at it every day—sometimes for hours at a stretch. He was relentless, and I was exhausted. My body ached, every muscle screaming for a reprieve.