Chapter 106

Marabella’s POV

“An escort?”, I asked, with a huff. “Yes, I was a high-end escort, before I met your biological father, Franky”, my mom said. “I got pregnant because he refused to use a condom. He also demanded that I not see any other clients. He paid well for it”, my mom continued. Then why the hell were we always so broke?

“When I got pregnant with you, he stopped coming back. He said he would reach out and help. And he did for a while. He paid for the prenatal visits, and the hospital bill. But soon after he stopped sending money. He told me that you needed to have a hard life in order to fully understand your duties when you get older”, she explained, taking a short breath.

“I didn’t understand what he meant. Honestly, I only just realized what he meant, because shortly after that, I met my first dealer, who got me hooked. Looking back on it, I honestly believe that Franky sent him”, she said, looking off in the distance. I don’t know this person. I mean I like this person a lot. And honestly, I’ve never known my mother clean of drugs either.

“He did”, I uttered. “What, dear?”, my mother asked. “He did purposely get you addicted to drugs. He told me”, I answered her. My mother’s face fell instantly. “You spoke to him?”, she asked. “Yeah. He took Luca”, I said, looking over at my husband. He smiled at me as he reached up and stroked my cheek.

“He took you? My goodness, Mara, are those bruises on you?”, my mother’s voice became a bit frantic. My face contorted into confusion, since when has she ever cared if there were bruises on me? I opened my mouth, but no words came out. “Things have been a bit rough with her father recently”, Luca answered for me. “And you didn’t protect her?”, my mother snapped at Luca. “When have you ever protected me?”, I snapped back. She was not going to snap at Luca for things that had been out of his control.

“Baby girl”, Luca whispered, rubbing my leg. I looked over at him to see him shaking his head at me. “Yes, and for that I can begin to tell you how sorry I am. I should have been there for you and protected you from your father, but he was too powerful”, my mother pleaded. Many sentences in this chapter have been removed because you are not reading them on * . “That’s why I so willing gave her to you. I thought you could protect her from him”, she said, looking back over at Luca. “I have protected her”, Luca growled.

“You have no room to talk like this, mother. I came here for information on him”, I said, losing what little patience I had left. I understand that she is sober now. And that is absolutely fantastic. However, it does not give her room to talk down about how Luca has taken care of me, since I have been with him. “Well, unfortunately, I do not have any information on Franky. I never heard him have any phone conversations while we were together, he was always very discreet”, my mother informed us.

I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair. What kind of information was I wanting on my father to begin with? To know if he was ever there for me? That’s an obvious no. He got my mother addicted to drugs and allowed me to go through hell for years. So really, why did I even come here?

Luca placed his hand on the back of my neck, almost as if he could read my mind. “It’s great to see that you are sober, mom. Thank you for the help you were able to give me”, I said, gratefully. “It’s great to be sober, Marabella”, she said, tearfully. “Well, we have more business to attend to. Stick to it this time, mom. It suits you”, I uttered to her, as I stood from my chair.

“Please come back to visit me, Marabella”, she said, as she also stood up. I nodded, as I tried to hold my emotions together. My mother came around the table and gave me a hug. Probably, the first hug she has ever extended to me. I was unsure how to respond to it. I tried, but even I could tell it was a half-ass hug. “Take care of her, Luca”, she uttered, hugging my husband as well.

Jealousy reared its ugly head inside of my chest. I don’t trust my mother for one second, but I trust Luca with all of my being, so why did I just respond that way? Luca’s eyes caught mine and darkened slightly as he noticed the look on my face. Luca grabbed hold of my hand and pulled me towards the exit. “Why do you have that look on your face?”, he asked in a hushed tone. “I don’t know”, I gritted out, angry at myself for not understanding my response.

“Well, you have no reason to be jealous, piccola”, he growled, as we walked out of the building. He pulled me off to the side, and down an alley. He pulled me towards the back of the alley in a dark corner. “Luca, what are we doing?”, I asked, shakily, as I looked around. Luca pushed me up against the alley wall, his hand firmly around my throat. “I’m fixing that look on your face”, he said slowly, as he drug his nose along my neck. “Right here?”, I squeaked, grabbing onto his shoulders.

“Yes, right here and right now”, he groaned, tightening his grip on my throat. “What if someone sees us?”, I asked, nervously. “Bambina, I would never expose your body in a situation where I could not cover it”, he assured me, tilting his head as he stared down at me. “Now you tell me what you want. Do you want to have your attitude adjusted? Or do you want to walk out of this alley and go home?”, he asked.

“I don’t want to be in my head right now”, I whispered. “I can take care of that for you, piccola. You just have to give yourself over to me”, he uttered in my ear. His lips graced my neck. I let my head fall to the side, as I melted into his hold. Luca’s free hand skimmed down my chest to my pants. He slowly unbuttoned my pants, and undid the zipper.

Luca turned me around quickly, grabbing my wrists and placing my hands on the wall. “Arch for me, little one”, he groaned. I heard his belt buckle, then his pants unzip. I took a deep breath and arched my back, sticking my ass further out for him. “Good girl”, he growled, as he slid my pants down to my knees. Luca took a second to admire my ass. One of his hands softly caressed my ass, as the other held the back of my neck, keeping me in place.

“Are you going to be a good girl and stay quiet?”, he asked, as he smacked my ass, making it jiggle, and an audible slap echoed through the alley. “Yes daddy”, I moaned. I felt Luca’s hand travel between my thighs, before I felt his fingers slide through my folds. I moaned, as I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet. Luca groaned as he slid two fingers inside of me. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, as I bit down on my tongue.

My sounds of pleasure echoed throughout my chest, rather than out of my mouth. “You’re such a good girl, Mara. My good girl”, he growled, as he pushed his hard cock all the way to the hilt inside of me. A moan slipped through my lips at the sheer force. “Oh my God, daddy”, I uttered.

Luca wrapped his hand around the front of my throat and pulled my back flush with his chest. “Shh, I don’t want to have to stop”, he uttered with pleasure in my ear. “Then squeeze harder, daddy”, I said, looking over my shoulder at him. A dark smirk crossed Luca’s lips, as his fingers tightened. He pumped his cock in and out of me with speed. Our grunts and groans were the only thing apart from the wet, sloppy noise coming from our joined bodies, that could be heard down the alley.

“God dammit, piccola”, Luca moaned, as he slipped his fingers between my thighs to rub my clit. My mouth fell open as a silent scream left my lips. I could feel Luca’s cock pulse inside of me, as his warm cum filled me up.