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Tomas

When I finally got up, my cock fully sated after a night spent in my little flower’s pussy before fucking her this morning, the dame herself looked utterly exhausted again. A bit dazed too.

I could have spent all day showing her how good I could make her feel, but we needed to get back to New York. Don Bianco’s men would be looking for her. As a witness, if nothing else, although hopefully when they didn’t find her easily they would give up.

They didn’t know who had broken in and shot their don in the head, after all. Was someone connected to his granddaughter the most likely culprit? Mm. Possibly. After all, her cousin had gone missing in our territory not long ago. They wouldn’t have found a trace of him though.

There was a very handy pig farm upstate that owed Don DiNardo a few favors.

I didn’t know whether or not the rest of the Bianco familia knew that Don Bianco had ordered a hit on his own son and daughter-in-law, but Hailey knew now. And that her cousin had been the one to carry out the hit. Which was why he’d disappeared and why Don DiNardo had ordered the hit on Don Bianco.

However, considering that Don Bianco had ordered his own son killed, it was entirely possible that he had not told the rest of the family. In which case, they would be completely in the dark about who had actually done the deed – there were plenty of suspects who had reason to. Including some of his own family.

If Hailey and the don permitted it, at some point over the course of the night, I’d decided I wanted to keep Ivy. I knew none of my cousins expected me to be the marrying kind, but something about her made me want to take her home with me and take care of her. Maybe it was the strength and resilience she’d shown. Maybe it was the way she creamed herself all over my cock.

Either way, that was my new plan. Take her home and ask the don for permission to marry her. That way I could be her Daddy and we wouldn’t need to worry about her testifying in court about any of this. After all, she was the only witness to the hit. This way, I could keep us all safe.

Humming under my breath, I went about getting us ready for the day. Me first, of course. I might want to marry her, but that didn’t mean I trusted her yet. Once I was cleaned up and dressed, I got her cleaned up as well. Checking her bindings to make sure they were secure, I took the risk of going down to the lobby to procure a dress for her to wear. Thankfully, one of the housekeepers had a simple gray shift that I paid four times as much as it was worth for – both for the convenience and her silence.

When I returned to the room, I was pleased to see that Ivy was still right where I’d left her, although she was now sitting up in bed rather than lying in it. The sheet had been pulled up to cover her body, tucked under her arms so that the only parts of her that were visible were from her shoulders up.

“Good girl,” I said, nodding my approval, since she clearly had not tried to escape. She stared back at me with those wide, ever-watchful eyes, which quickly narrowed in on the dress in my hands.

“Is that for me?” She tilted her head to the side.

“It is.” I used both my hands to hold it out in front of me, so she could see the shape of it. “This is what you’ll wear today.”

She just stared at me some more.

Maybe she wasn’t used to clothes. Shrugging, I set the dress down on the bed and got to work getting my little flower ready for her first day as mine.

Chapter Nine

Ivy

Dressed, fed, and teeth brushed, I found myself sitting beside Tomas in the car. Ropes were still wrapped around my wrists, which were tied down between my legs to my thighs so I couldn’t even lift them up in defense if I needed to, but overall it was a vast improvement over yesterday’s situation.

I was alive. Wearing clothing. Away from Don Bianco and his sadistic perversions. My pussy was still sensitive and sore, but also felt good. There was a sense of satiation that had nothing to do with the food he fed me, though that helped too. My belly was full with not one, but two meals, both of which had been fed to me by hand.

I barely came up to his shoulder, he could probably break me like a twig with his bare hands if he had a mind to, and yet I didn’t feel wary of him. I felt strangely safe sitting next to Tomas’ hulking presence in the car. In fact, I actually began to doze as the countryside rolled by.

When I woke up with a full bladder, my head resting on his shoulder, that was when I realized how very dangerous he actually was.

I jerked awake, going upright, aware of the tingling in my shoulders and arms from being held in the same position for so long. Blinking rapidly, I looked around. I’d woken up because Tomas was bringing the car to a halt at a deserted-looking gas station. It was on top of a hill, covered with trees, with a bit of a view overlooking farmland, but in the distance I could see enough buildings grouped together to indicate a town.

“Do you need to go to the bathroom?” he asked and I nodded immediately. It was nothing but the truth, but I was also eager to get out of the car and stretch a little if I could. Take a gander at my surroundings.

It was all too easy to be lulled into a sense of complacency beside him. But being able to give me pleasure with his mouth and cock shouldn’t be enough to make me throw all caution to the wind. For all I knew, he was taking care of me for now, but the end of this road could mean terrible things.

He was part of the Familias after all, and not a don, so the most likely scenario we were headed toward was him handing me over to whoever was in charge. Enjoying my company – or, really, my body – on the way was a perk, but it didn’t mean anything. No matter what cutesy nicknames he came up with for me or how he made my body feel.

It didn’t matter that he called himself Daddy either. Just look at how my own father had treated me.

Nope, nope, nope. Somehow his cock had made my brain and thoughts all fuzzy. Probably because the way he’d treated me was so unexpected and not at all what I was used to. I’d been knocked off kilter. After all, I’d thought I’d be dead already.

None of this had been part of my plans, and all of it was so wildly outside of my experience with men that it was natural I’d started to be seduced by the idea of no longer being in hell. But I didn’t trust Tomas to transport me to heaven, or even purgatory. I needed to get out of here.

The buildings in the distance were promising. I eyed them, trying to guess how far away they were as Tomas undid the ropes around my thighs and wrists. He’d done a good job, so it wasn’t quick work, which meant I had plenty of time to contemplate my possible escape.