CHAPTER 2 - JUDGEMENT

Natalie’s POV

I sat at my room balcony wandering what my life would have been if I didn’t become part of this family, safety, peace and no killing of the innocent, then there came a knock on my door, it was rather a bang and not a knock.

“Why can’t I have some peace and quiet for one afternoon, ughhh”

I finally got off my chair and headed for the door, I swung the door open and there he was, Lucien, drunk, and unaware that he was standing outside my door.

He fell forward unto me, he was two sizes bigger than me, I couldn’t hold my stance so I had to manage to guide him to my bed, he was still blabbering nonsense in his sober state… didn’t know I would ever see him in this condition anytime soon…

I went to my table to get him some water and when I was back, he was already seated up right, then he stood up to face me, he took the water from my hand then set it down on the table.

He traced his hand around my neck as if inspecting a piece of artwork before bringing out his dagger from his jacket, I know he usually takes it along with him everywhere for protective measures, but the main question now is, why does he have it right now.

He traced the cold sharp edge of his dagger on my sensitive bare skin, he was gentle with every stroke, from my face to my neck then my hand…

“Put the knife away Lucien” I said gently as I tried to get the knife away from him, but his grip only got tighter around it…

“I will do just that…”

“Good”

“…If you do what do want you to do”

“Here we go again…” I paused to look around for a clue of what he might want, nothing seemed to catch my attention then I turned to face him and asked him again “What exactly do you want?”

He smirked before piercing the sharper end of the dagger into my bed with the handle facing upward… “Sit on it”

“On what?” I asked with wide eyes.

“On the knife handle”

“I can’t do that; how does that even work?”

“I’ll keep you up, you won’t get hurt…” he paused for a while then he lifted me into his arms placing me on the bed gently “Take it off”

“Take what off?”

“Your panties”

“What the actual fuck Lucien, get your ass out of my room or I’ll scream, don’t test my…”

“Shh” He whispered as he put his finger across my lips then he tied a clothe across my mouth, with his other hand he unbuckled his belt and tied my two hands firmly behind.

He knelt before me and slid his hands in between my thighs and took my pants off himself, I fought the feeling of being turned on my him, he’s so cold and ruthless.

He lifted me up then placed me gently on the knife handle, I let out a shaky breath, but his grip only got tighter on my thighs, he moved my clit unto the knife handle in a gentle and repetitive pace.

A faint broken moan escaped the cloth tied around my mouth, and he smiled at me then he used one hand this time to hold me up and used the other to untie my mouth

“I want to hear you admit how good this is, much better than that asshole at the party right?”

With each thrust unto the knife handle he held me firm to his chest, then he brought his lips down to my neck and whispered into my ear “Tell me how much you enjoy this”

I tried to catch my breath before looking up at him with watery eyes “Let me go… you’re hurting me”

“But your pussy says otherwise, look how messed up you are, could that asshole make you feel this way?”

“I don’t know who you’re talking about…” the pressure was too much then I gripped on to his shoulders.

“Don’t play dumb with me, your ex the one standing outside your window 10 minutes ago”

“So, this is… he’s the reason why you’re doing this?”

“He’ll get his own punishment soon after yours”

“What did… why am I getting punished?” I asked in a shaky tone

“You… are being punished firstly for… having a dance with that creep at the party, secondly for letting your ex look at you the way he shouldn’t have, like a predator looking at his prey… next time the consequences will be worse than this, keep that in mind”

With those last words he lifts me back up and puts me on the bed, takes his knife out of the bed and leaves with it, leaving me in my broken and undone state.

I had no words to explain all I felt.

He left me shaking, short of words and puzzled thinking about what his next move would probably be, he already threatened to take care of my ex, I don’t know what he meant by that but I just hope he’s bluffing.

Few hours later I heard a loud bang coming from downstairs, I ran out of my room to check what was all the noise about, downstairs.

Damon was kneeling before Lucien begging for mercy, while Lucien held a gun to his head, he was trebling in fear, I had to do something even though I didn’t really care whatever happens to him, I didn’t want something bad to happen to anyone because of me so I had to also plead on Damon’s behalf

I ran downstairs and knelt beside Lucien pleading with him so he doesn’t pull the trigger

“Please Lucien don’t do what you would end up regretting, he’s not worth it”

“Oh, but he was worth it last night, right? He stepped on mafia territory without permission, and you should know what happens to intruders by now…death”

“I know, he’s sorry he didn’t know, please forgive him”

“Forgiveness doesn’t work around here; he has to face the punishment for what he did”

He gripped the gun tighter and signaled one of his men to step on Damon’s hand, he shouts in agonizing pain, but the guard only continued…

“Lucien please stop, I’ll take the punishment for him, please end this…”

“You’re willing to take the punishment for him?”

“Yes, I can, please let him go”

what the heck did I just put myself into by saying that, anyways its for the best and I don’t think Lucien will punish me, I’m part of the family, I thought to myself for a while before nodding my heard again in affirmation then he signaled the guard to let go of Damon, he went scrambling to his feet and ran out of the house immediately…

“Meet me in the study in 10 minutes don’t keep me waiting, I don’t like being kept waiting”