You Will Be Mine(38)

With a frustrated sigh, I settled down, resigned to the reality that I was here now, and there was nothing much I could do about it. I knew Luca’s leaving me alone like this was his way of teaching me a lesson. Instead of getting angry, I put some music on and proceeded to get ready for bed. He wanted me to get angry, but I refused to give him the satisfaction.

Releasing my body from my dress and shoes, I ventured into the bathroom to get ready for bed. The whole time I was getting ready, I was taken up by memories of Luca’s hands on me. No matter how much I didn’t want to think about it, I still did think about it. He was fast becoming an addiction I couldn’t shake. Despite my intellectual protests, my body yearned for his touch. He was certainly right about that. It did scream for him. It was screaming for him right then.

Stripping myself completely bare, I slipped into my lovely sheets and settled myself into my plump pillows. I wanted sleep to find me quickly just so I could stop feeling that ache.

After a few minutes of tossing and turning, my body finally granted my wish.





I woke to the sound of drumming. The noise was loud and booming. I turned over and moaned at the uneasy feeling in my head. Oh dear… This is the morning after the night before; it’s no wonder I feel like shit. I think a decaying corpse has decided to make my mouth its resting place. Why am I being punished like this?

“Good morning, beautiful. How’s your head?”

Opening one eye, I found Luca staring down at me with his smug, “I told you so” look.

“I’m fine,” I said through gritted teeth.

Luca laughed. “Even now, you’re determined to lie to me—to fight me.”

“Then why don’t you just give up and let me go?”

Luca looked at me like I had just said the most preposterous thing in the world. “You know that’s not going to happen.”

Pulling myself up a little, I soon regretted it and moaned my disapproval.

“Here, I got you some tablets.” Luca sat on the bed and handed me some pills. I took them both as no matter how much I wanted to go against him; it would be stupid of me to ignore the party inside my head.

I downed them both with the glass of water Luca had in his other hand. He was being gentle with me now, and even though I hated him, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit grateful.

“Thank you.”

Luca smiled and stroked my hair. “You’re welcome.” I smiled back and took a deep breath. “Can I talk to you about yesterday now?”

I moaned. “Do we have to?”

Luca laughed. “No, I suppose it can wait. I’ll leave you for another hour or so and then bring you up some breakfast, okay?”

“Okay. That would be nice.”

Luca left, and I immediately fell back to sleep.



It was a little less than an hour later when I woke up again to find that Luca was not in the room with me anymore. My head was still a little sore, but it was miles better than it had been. I was feeling so much better in fact that my stomach was growling at me in protest.

Thinking it best to make myself a little more decent, I decided to brush my teeth and head for the shower. Once dried, I walked back into my bedroom and was shocked to find Luca sitting at the table with a plate of scrambled eggs and toast. Accompanying that was a glass of orange juice.

Surprised by my nakedness, Luca’s eyes wandered appreciatively over my body, causing my pulse to react. “Please put something over you.”

I smiled a little. “Why?”

“Because I don’t think I can stand another minute of looking at you without wanting to grab you and bury myself in you until you scream.”

My breathing hitched. I could feel the familiar burn between my legs. I was throbbing and wet—and I so wanted him to carry out his threat. “I don’t see how that makes a difference to me.”

Luca shook his head. “Clara, please. I want to talk to you about last night, and I don’t want any distractions.”

I could have got angry again, but I was too taken aback by his tone of voice. It sounded very much like he was begging. In mild amusement, I hitched my eyebrow at him.

“Yes, you got me to beg. Don’t look all smug because that’s the one and only time you’ll hear it.”

Walking closer to his seat, I sighed. “Really?” His words were like a challenge to me now.

Turning his head away from me, Luca got up from his chair. He soon returned with a dressing gown and handed it to me. “Yes, really. Now put this on, and come and eat some breakfast.”

I sighed, realising that I wasn’t going anywhere with this. A part of me wanted an explanation anyway. I was still angry with him for leaving me all day without a single word.