Luca’s Pov I had a thought. A couple of thoughts. All of them left my head the minute I saw him. Bent over the bed, fiddling with the sheets, his ass in the air. I had let myself into the penthouse quietly. I thought he'd still be sleeping off the pills and didn't want to wake him up. I hadn't expected him up and about. Certainly not up and about wearing…that. It looked familiar but I couldn't remember if or when I had bought it or who I bought it for. I had never gotten the chance to give it to anyone though. I would remember if I had. I would remember if I had seen it on anyone else. Right now, I was glad I hadn't seen it on anyone else. It fit Alex perfectly. Like it had been tailor made for him. Like it had been designed specifically for him to bring me to my knees. He turned and gasped when he saw me. The cat ears on his head slid to the right with his sudden movement. It should be funny. He should look ridiculous with it. But instead it made my mouth water more.
Alex's Pov When evening rolled by, I felt well rested. More rested than I had been the previous day. I had slept for most of the day and was now wide awake. I walked around lazily, wondering what to do to fill my time. Luca was bound to return late and I had nothing to do before then. I found my way to the kitchen. Cooking soothed me most of the time. It made me remember home. Back when things were easier and less complicated. My mother showed me how to properly slice a bulb of onion or my many tries at poaching an egg. She loved to cook and managed to make all three of us love it too. Well almost all. My sister hated the kitchen. I grimaced as I realized I hadn't spoken to any of my siblings in almost a year. My parents, longer than that. A bond so close had been broken irreparably it seemed. I missed them. I didn't think of them too often. Not as often as I should. But when I did, the pain was just as deep as the pain of losing Matthew. With the thoughts of my family in mind
Luca's Pov I drove to the Moreau villa. Alone this time. I wasn't in the mood to speak to Elias again and judging by the fact that I hadn't heard a word from him yet, he wasn't in the mood to speak with me either. Vincent's call had come in during the early hours of the morning. Urgent meeting, new mission incoming. I had a feeling Elias had been right and Operation Blue Wagon was out in the open again. Not particularly good news. It was a mission I'd rather not do or think about. But there was no avoiding it. Especially if Moreau had decided I was the man for the job. My mind constantly drifted to Alex and tried as I could, I couldn't stop it. Just like I couldn't help myself last night. I had to tend to him. To do something to make myself feel less guilty. His smooth skin was now marked by my hands. Previously, this would have sent my blood boiling in a fit of lust. The shot that grazed his cheek was a good example anyway. This time, it hadn't. It had sent me in
Alex's Pov I had angered him again. Or at least I thought I did. His mouth was set in a firm line as he grabbed his jacket off the floor. He was avoiding looking directly at me. He'd been doing that since he walked in. I couldn't say for certain though, seeing as I had been avoiding his eyes as well. I couldn't look at him. Not after what he'd done to me the previous day. I had gone around trembling like a kitten in the rain. Every sound spooked me, my skin felt too sensitive.Raw. And when I came back, at exactly a quarter to 6p.m, I'd almost cried as I took my bath to prepare for him. Because I knew he'd be back. And I didn't know what to expect this time. Was today the day I died? The day he finally killed me for disobedience? Or would it be another punishment? One more severe than the last. Now, I felt even more scared than before. There had been a brief moment of relief when he'd climbed on behind me. Relief that this was just going to be sex. Rough certainly as that
Luca's Pov The silence ticked for five seconds, "He needs to be punished." I replied. “That hasn't stopped a contract termination before. If anything, it usually precedes it.” Elias insisted. “I'm not terminating his contract. I'm not done with him!" I exclaimed in anger. Elias leaned against the counter, “Have you asked yourself why? You get tired after the first month. None of the others have lasted till the end of the contract. They either mess up or most of the time, you just decide you're done and toss them away. It's been just about a month, not only are you not tired of Alex yet, it seems like you haven't even started.” “I treated him the same way I would have treated any of the others… Alright. He got his punishment." I roared as I battled the urge to slam the bottle on the floor and watch it shatter into a hundred pieces. “I see. And how do you feel about that?" Elias asked gently. “What are you trying to shrink me? Is that what this is? You think I need therap
Luca's Pov I sighed, “Alive and…maybe not well but,” "Ah shit. What did you do to him, Luca.” Elias groaned in concern. “You know what, don't answer that.” "He disobeyed me.” I said through gritted teeth. "Yeah, no shit. The kid wanted to go back home for a bit. Can't blame him. He's had a rough couple of weeks.” Elias quipped in annoyance. “He didn't just go back. There was another guy in his apartment." I growled. “Oh." His eyes widened in shock, “Oh fuck." He mumbled with a sigh. “Yeah. Some fucker who drives a Harley. About six feet, no extra inches, brown hair, slim, muscular build obviously works out and is reasonably comfortable from the looks of his outfit." I rattled out, the image of Ryan storming out of Alex's apartment rolling in my head like a bad movie on loop. "You got a good look at him,” Elias nodded as he spoke."Not as good as I would have liked. Got his plate number though.” I Shrugged. "You're gonna track him, aren't you?” Elias asked in a matter