Chapter 93

Marabella’s POV

I woke up a little sore, down there, and my entire body. But what caught my attention was Luca’s fingers softly tracing my side. I gasped at the tingling sensation. “Good morning my beautiful”, he whispered. “Good morning, daddy”, I whispered. “How do you feel?”, he asked, running his hand along my skin. “A little sore still”, I answered, stretching gently.

Luca hummed, “What can I do to help you?”, he murmured into my hair, placing a kiss on my temple. I shook my head, “I just need to get up and move. That’s all”, I answered, slowly sitting up. Luca braced his hands under me and helped me into the sitting position.

I stood and stretched some more, trying to limber up my muscles. I could feel Luca’s eyes on me, tracing my every movement. “You are absolutely stunning, piccola”, he growled, lowly. I smiled softly, “We need to get dressed so that we can go question Brianna”, I said, walking towards the closet.

I heard quick movement behind me, before I was spun around and pushed against the wall. “What are you?”, I gasped, unable to form a complete sentence. “Why the rush, little one? Are you trying to get away from me?”, he breathed into my ear. My breath hitched, “No, I’ll be with you the whole time, daddy. I’m trying to get to the bottom of this”, I answered, honestly.

“Is that so?”, he uttered. My knees clenched together at the raspiness of his voice. “Yes”, I gasped, as his knee slid between my thighs. “And you think that I’m going to let you go down to the dungeon without breakfast, after our escapade last night?”, he whispered guturally.

Shit, I didn’t even think about breakfast. “Uh”, I stuttered. No, he’s not going to let me go anywhere without breakfast, I know that. I sighed with defeat, my head laying back against the wall so that I could face him head on. “Good girl”, he uttered, knowing he had won. “Get dressed, little one. We will eat breakfast, then we will go interrogate the little bitch”, he growled. “Yes sir”, I uttered.

Luca’s hand tenderly gripped my throat. He brushed his lips against mine, “Careful, piccola. You might not be able to walk today, if you keep being so good”, he growled, rubbing his knee into my core. I moaned, as my eyes rolled into the back of my head. That doesn’t sound to bad to me, other than the fact that I want to know what Brianna knows. “Daddy”, I uttered.

“Yes, bambina”, he growled, his lips grazing mine. “I’m trying to behave, and you are making it very hard”, I gasped. “Yes you are”, he chuckled, rolling his hips into me. I could feel his hard cock rub around my stomach. I moaned, accepting my fate. This man had full control over me. He could tell me to bend over anywhere and my hussy ass would. Let’s just hope he doesn’t ever use his power against me like that.

Luca’s lips covered mine, blurring my thoughts altogether. I gripped onto his sides, as his other hand laced into my hair. A knock on our bedroom door made Luca freeze in place. “I’ll fucking kill them”, he growled. “Be nice, Luca”, I said gently. Luca muttered and grumbled under his breath as he released me and grabbed a pair of sweatpants to throw on.

Luca placed a hard kiss to my lips before leaving the closet. I grabbed a pair of jeans and slipped them on, before I started going through the shirts to decide which one I want. “How the fuck did that happen?!”, I heard Luca’s raised voice, filter through the closet door. I grabbed the shirt nearest to my hand and tossed it on.

“Sir, that is unclear right now”, I heard a familiar voice speak. I exited the closet to find that it was the guard from the dungeon. “Un-fucking-clear?”, Luca was livid. What was going on? I walked up to Luca and placed my hand on his lower back. He immediately took a deep breath and sighed at my contact. “You were under strict orders to keep an eye on her. And now she is dead? How the FUCK am I suppose to get answers out of a dead girl?”, Luca growled lowly.

“Dead girl?”, I interrupted, finally. Luca turned and looked at me with a frown. He sighed as he tucked my hair behind my ear. Luca looked as if he conteplated telling me what was going on. He opened his mouth to speak then shook his head and closed his mouth for a second.

“Brianna”, he uttered. “She’s dead, apparent suicide”, Luca whispered. My eyebrows crinkled in confusion. Suicide? What? I could literally feel the confusion that was written all over my face. “How?”, I asked. “That’s what I’m trying to figure out”, Luca said, turning back toward the guard. “I mean how did she kill herself? What did she use?”, I asked.

The guard stiffened, as if he didn’t like hearing me ask that question. An action that also didn’t go unnoticed by my husband. The intuitive man that he is. “Answer her, god dammit”, Luca snapped, losing all sense of patience. “There was a mirror in her cell that she broke and used to cut her wrists”, the guard answered. I felt Luca begin to shake with fury.

“Why was there a fucking mirror in her cell?”, I asked. “I thought it was a fucking dungeon”, I said. “There’s only one cell down there with a mirror, and it’s my torturing cell. She should have never been put into that cell”, Luca said darkly. Panic began to set in on the guards face.

Something doesn’t feel right here. What the hell is going on? “Who put her there?”, Luca asked, which was my next question as well. “I did, sir”, the guard answered, letting his head fall with defeat. “Why?”, Luca and I asked at the same time. Cal stood behind the guard with a tilted head. I don’t know if he is trying to analyze the situation, or analyze Luca and I.

“I thought that she would be more comfortable there. She was a member of our staff after all”, the guard tried to defend himself. “A member who betrayed us. She doesn’t get special treatment for treason. Are you fucking stupid?”, Luca asked. “Sir, my apologies. No one informed me of the situation when she was brought to me”, the guard said.

“That’s no excuse. You know your duties as guardsmen”, Luca growled, running his hands through his hair. I know that he can feel that this guy is lying. Why hasn’t he said anything yet? As if Luca could feel my confusion and resilience to let this go. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side.

“Go back to your posting. Do not touch the body. Do not disturb the scene. Understood? I will be down shortly”, Luca commanded. “Yes sir”, the guard nodded, before turning and high-tailing it out of the room. “Cal, go with him”, Luca demanded, with a dark growl. “Yes, boss”, Cal nodded and followed out of the room, closing the door behind him.

“He’s fucking lying”, I said, in a pleading voice, looking up at Luca. Luca sighed, “I know”, he said, running his hand through his hair. “But, the last time I caught one of my own people and didn’t immediately confront them, they turned up dead. I need him to think that I don’t suspect him until I have more information on him. I need to know more about the death of Brianna. But, you need to eat first”, he said, almost in distress.

I could feel his dispair at this second. His kingdom was falling apart around him, spys and worms. And here he was more worried about me eating instead. I cupped his face, “Daddy, get dressed. We will grab an apple or banana from the kitchen and we will head out. This needs to be taken care of first”, I said, laying the plan out for him.

“I love you, piccola”, he sighed, placing a soft kiss on my lips. “I love you too, Luca”, I uttered, releasing him so that he could go get dressed.