Be still my beating heart, it's just a little chaos.

"What do you mean you won't tell me?" I shouted at him.

"It means as of now you have no business knowing it, so I won't fucking tell you." He was calm, too calm and it bothered me. I felt like punching him at this moment and I might just.

"Someone targeted me and my sister 10 years ago and have apparently come back to finish up the job and you don't think it's any of my business?!" I was slowly losing sense of reason.

"Boss..." a voice interrupted whatever Lucca was about to say.

Renaldo, Danny and Christian were standing in the doorway of his office; all three of them were wearing slightly bloody clothes and looked serious as a heart attack.

"What happened?" Lucca demanded, looking as unaffected as possible.

They looked at me warily before looking back at Lucca.

"She knows. Now don't make me ask you a third time. What. Happened?" his impatience seeped through.

Even through his irritation and my current hatred for him, some subconscious part of my brain couldn't help but not admire the scrumptious way his jaw clenched when he was angry and the way he stood up just a little bit straighter making his shoulders look broader than normal and making him look more intimidating and oh so sexy; even through all of this something dark in him called out to that troubled part of me and I was too weak to resist that pull.

"Christian worked his magic and Alexander squealed. We would have been here sooner but it got a little messy." Renaldo muttered, still looking a little wary and finally breaking me out of my inner monologue.

"The little girl is safe. She was never the target. This one on the other hand..." Christian didn't break eye contact with me.

Caley was safe? Oh, thank god.

"Finish the fucking sentence!" his sudden outburst made me jump. The edge in his voice made me breathless and in way that didn't scare me at all.

"Violet has a 10 million dollar bounty on her. The bounty is only open to the Russian Crime families. Ivan wants it to be discreet and he wants her alive and in her right senses apparently." Danny finished his expression hardening.

That sobered my thoughts like ice cold water would've.

10 million dollar bounty? Fuck, someone really wants me dead.

"This is the most expensive bounty ever put out. What the fuck did you do?" Renaldo sneered at me.

"Non farmi tagliare la lingua! (Don't make me cut your tongue out!) Now get out." He sneered. They obeyed him like robots.

"Tell me, you need to tell me, right fucking now, everything you know, now please." my voice was soft but I never broke eye contact with him. All this half information was slowly driving me crazy.

Who the fuck was Alexander?!

He stared at me for a very long time before he sighed and took a seat on his chair.

"About a week and a half ago, our mole reported back to us. She told us that she couldn't stay there longer because they had started to suspect her. So she got the guy she had been tailing, isolated him to some far away location. Danny and Christian caught him and brought him in. His name was Alexander. Initially he wouldn't speak, we starved him and tortured him, but still he stayed shut, said he would rather die than betray his family. I admired that so I sent in my most prized interrogator.

A few hours with Christian and the asshole started breaking, as was expected. He first let out the fact that Ivan, the now Russian boss, had hired Dreko a mercenary with a perfect record and a ledger that dripped in red. Dreko is the worst of them all, he doesn't belong to any crime families but if someone hires him, it means someone is going to end up dead.

Lucky for us, you survived. Dreko was the one responsible for that attack in the conference room, he shot you but missed. No one has heard from him since.

Christian had been on Alexander for a few more hours when he let out that Ivan had a breakdown before he hired Dreko, on what we have no clue. Ivan had you looked up, everything, your school records, health insurance, friends, family, everything. And when Dreko failed, he had the bounty set out.

Alexander told us, Ivan wants nothing to do with your sister. He specifically told Dreko and anyone who was willing to cash in the bounty to stay away from her. He just wants you, alive."

The moment of silence that followed Lucca's confession was deafening. I felt a blood rush to my brain and became a little light headed. This was a lot of information.

Suddenly he was there, a gentle hand rubbing my back as he tried to coax me to drink a little water. Two sips later, I felt much better.

One second I felt nothing, fear that griped me had almost paralyzed my emotions and then the next moment all I felt was unbridled rage.

"I want in." I blurted out, my voice barely steady enough to contain my anger.

"You want in? What exactly do you I'm going to let you do?" his expression was equal parts of shock and disbelief.

"I need to be there when you bring in the motherfucker who has been fucking up my life; I need to be a part of the reason he gets caught and he realizes that he just messed with the wrong person. And if you don't include me in this, you very well know I am more than capable of doing this myself." I didn't fight, plead, scream or shout. It was like we were having a conversation.

The shock and disbelief on his face morphed into a cold, hard expression, something I believed only seasoned criminals or sociopaths could conjure up. It was hard to explain; he was smiling but I could feel his anger boiling under the superficial layer.

"That awful lot sounds like a threat, Trouble." He got up from his crouch and leaned against the desk in front of me.

"Take it as you may, they are facts." I shrugged.

"Let's say hypothetically I let you in on some things we are doing; what are you going to do once we catch them?" he looked pensive, almost speculative.

"It's simple, I want to get my two cents in before you do whatever the hell you are going to do to them." I shrugged. "They killed my parents, I want to know why."

Heavy silence ensued when I said that

"I understand that and I will let you near those scums. But I have conditions. You have to be unarmed and accompanied only by me." His reasons seemed valid enough, no matter how much I hated them; I didn't want murder on my conscious.

"Ok" it amused me how much my agreeability surprised him, was I that pigheaded?

***

I walked to my room in a daze, I just felt so out of control about everything right now, I just wanted to sleep. But I didn't want to be alone for some reason.

I entered my room and left the door ajar, not even seconds later I heard the door slam shut and I was being pinned against it.

Lucca's lips were hot and fervent against mine; his hands roamed my hips and grabbed my ass. The sudden pressure made me moan into the kiss and he continued kneading it.

"I have waited all day to do this" he murmured against my lips, finally letting me breathe.

"You have?" he pulled back a little more at the surprise in my voice.

"Why do you sound surprised?" he sounded both surprised and offended.

I just shrugged. I mean he did say that it won't be a onetime wham bam thank you ma'am, but is it really that surprising that I didn't believe it? I think not.

"You are mine now; in every way. I will fuck you, tease you, worship you and care for you, as and when I please. Not even you have a say in this. You can call me whatever names you wish but these are simple facts and they are not going to change." He enunciated his statement by backing me against the bed and pushing me on it whilst landing on top of me.

I am sure if I wasn't so turned on with his barbaric behavior I would've made a smartass comment about me being my own person and him not having a shit say in anything related to me.

"Now I am going to do all of those things just to show you who you really belong to." He whispered against the shell of my ear. Suddenly getting up, he took a few steps back from the bed and looked down at me with such intensity that it made my insides melt.

"Stand up and strip, slowly." He commanded, his voice dominating and oh so sexy.

I finally broke out of my trance.

Squaring my shoulders I stood up and crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow, really? He just expected me to strip on command.

"I am not your little puppet. Don't expect me to ask you how high when you tell me to jump." My tone was full of venom.

A mixture of anger and desire clouded his as he stepped forward and grabbed the nape of my neck and forced me to look into those blazing forest orbs. He held so much passion, so much lust in them, it completely floored me.

"Don't you dare imply that I think of you so lowly. You have a mind of your own, that's what attracts me. Your spirit is like an untamable beast and it turns me on so much; and every time you argue with me, I have to will myself to not get hard; so help me god, either you strip or I will do it for you." He snapped running his nose along my neck and biting a small portion of it before stepping back.

Seeing the sincerity and desire in his eyes, my hands moved on their own accord. Slowly, stepped by step all the articles of clothing came off. I made it as slow as possible. His eyes grew darker as I exposed my skin, inch by inch.

Finally I was down to my very wet and very ruined thong and bra, as I made a move to remove the bra he stepped forward and took my hands in his. Turning us around; he sat on the bed and pulled me on his lap. I almost moaned when I felt how hard he felt under me.

Suddenly he swooped in and kissed me hard making me forget how to breathe and then nibbled his way down to my neck. I groaned and arched my back at the burning flare that went straight to my core.

He picked me and carried me to the bed, ripping my bra and thong in the process. He made a haste of his own clothes and in seconds he thrust his cock in roughly as his fingers started to slowly massage my clit. He continued to rub my clit as I clenched around his cock. He groaned and leaned over me in response causing my face to press in the pillow even more. I just sighed and bit down on his thumb that was in my mouth. This made him slam into me harder.

He suddenly pulled out of me and stopped his ministrations on my very swollen clit.

"What-" I began but he cut me off by turning my face to the side and kissing me hard.

"Stay still." He growled in my ear.

"I really don't appreciate getting growled at like some animal."I wanted to sound stern but all that came out was a breathy moan.

Smiling broadly he suddenly turned me around and started tweaking my nipples which made me arch my back again causing my pussy to delicious rub against his thigh. The friction made me moan even more.

His thighs suddenly trapped me in a way that I won't be able to move at all. I was feeling frustrated beyond belief.

"Frustrated? This is not even the half of what you make me feel. Today I will show you what you do to me, trouble." He grasped my hands and pinned them above my head, I was getting a little more excited than I should be at the thought of being restrained.

"Don't move." He said and licked the shell of my ear.

I grabbed the headboard at once.

Moving down he grabbed each of my ankles and spread them wide open and settling himself in between them.

"Tell me; why were you so surprised when I told you were mine?" he asked all the while drawing languid circles on my upper thigh.

I grit my teeth slightly as I tried my best not to move. He moved up a little and started stroking my lips gently with his fingertips. Literal. Sparks.

It was driving me completely crazy and I hated myself for it.

Gritting my teeth I answered through clenched teeth.

"I assumed you wouldn't want to do anything with me... once I slept with you. Ah!" I tried moving my hips against his hand but he put a stop to that immediately.

"I see." His voice was too calm for my liking.

After a while he slowly began rubbing my nub with his fingers, my back arched off the bed completely. I could feel my core heating up by the second. This time I swallowed the moan threatening to escape.

"Don't you dare silence your moans, they are for me and mine to hear only." He growled cupping my sex and pressing his palm against my nub. As soon as he cupped my sex, I let out a strangled scream.

The pressure felt exquisite but just not enough to tip me over. And the ass knew that.

"Tell me something about yourself that no one knows." He mumbled against my stomach as he kissed his way up.

"What is this, 20 questions!?" I screamed again at the end as he started biting and nibbling at my nipples giving each of them equal and special attention.

Oh, god.

His lips were perfect ; soft, hot and moist.

"Why do you want to know?" I panted; coherent thought becoming a distant concept.

He slowly crawled up and gently shoved his huge cock in me, inch by inch, at an extremely excruciating pace and held himself there once he was all in. He wasn't smiling; on the contrary, he looked rather intense. The look on his face alone was enough to drive me crazy.

"Tell me!" he said as he pulled out and plunged into me hard again and again, his pace just fast enough to frustrate me to the edge of insanity

I wiggled my hips a little to gain some friction when he stopped completely. He took hold of my hands and tied it to the headboard using a tie that had magically just appeared out of thin air. All the while he rotated his hips in small quick thrusts.

"Why!?" I almost screamed.

"Because this is the only way I can get you to talk to me. And I think this is the only way you will answer me honestly." He latched onto my throat and started nibbling away, his hips never giving up.

I could feel myself there but not close enough. Just a little more.

"Tell me!"

"I know all the lyrics to Baby Got Back!" I screamed out the first thing that came to my mind. Lucca lifted his head and looked at me, waiting, a tiny amused smile on his face.

Panting I continued, why did I hate this and love this at the same time?

"I cannot tolerate the sight of tomatoes on pizza and I am deathly allergic to Bell Peppers. All kinds!" I screamed as I felt tears of frustration well up in my eyes.

"What else?" he thrust hard into me again and stilled, waiting.

"I am bisexual but I have only ever been with one woman!" screamed out as he thrust into me again and stilled once.

"More." He muttered before repeating the action.

This went on for an hour as he drug out all of my secrets, from how I had sabotaged Nancy Shirley's talent show in the 3rd grade just because I didn't like her to the fact that I lost my first kiss to a girl in 7th grade while playing Truth or Dare. He even got the name of the boy who took my virginity when I was 16. And the fact that I had 4 semi relationships in highschool.Everything. Lucca Santos knew me better than I knew myself at this point.

"What is your relationship with Christopher like?" he asked me as he dipped his head between my thigh as he licked my now dripping folds.

"We are friends...most of the times ahhh!" I screamed as he dipped his fingers in me, moving them slowly and then fast, and periodically alternating it.

"And other times?" he mumbled against my nub before giving it a slight nibble.

I screamed like a banshee. He was driving me insane and I was afraid I would pass out.

He turned me over and fucked me from behind as I told him about how other times he was like an annoying sibling, about how we met in college and how he was the only one who didn't treat me differently when my parents died.

At this point, it was becoming hard to form sentences; the constant orgasm denial was becoming overwhelming now.

Lucca started playing with my ass, pressing his thumb against the rosebud while thrusting hard into me but stopping just after a few thrusts, teetering me at the edge.

"Tell me another secret and I will make you cum harder than you ever have." He whispered biting at my shoulder blades.

"I can't. I can't do this anymore. Please don't make me. Let me come." I could feel the streaks of tears rolling down my cheek.

"Tell me!" he growled again, pulling my head up by yanking me by my hair and holding my neck in a chokehold.

"Take it, Violet. Take it all and tell me!" he almost shouted as he started thrusting into me faster and faster; his pace only ever increasing with each thrust.

"I don't know what you want to know!" I cried out, a sob escaping me. "I don't trust people easily, I don't know shit about sharing intimate details, I don't know what to tell you and how to tell you even if I wanted to! So just ask me, dammit!"

Oh God, he slowed his pace again.

"Feel the frustration? That's exactly how I feel when you don't talk to me, when you just assume and react without communicating with me. Tell me, Violet, why don't you trust easily?" his pace increased as I fumbled around for answer.

"Answer me!" his thrusts becoming harder and faster, I was close, so close.

"I don't know!" I shouted at him, pulling at my restraints.

"Yes, you do. You just don't want to admit it." He shouted back as his hands started kneading my ass.

"I-I...I don't want to get hurt, okay? The only people... that can hurt me... are the ones I trust. If I don't trust anyone, I won't get... h-hurt." A painful sob left me, is that what he wanted?

He just turned me around and tenderly kissed away my tears. Slowly moving in and out of me, I could feel my orgasm starting to build again.

"You are the strongest woman I have ever met and I will never forget it is my privilege to care for you and cherish you." He whispered against my lips and continued to kiss me soundly.

He suddenly grabbed my thighs and hooked my thighs over his hips, lifting me slightly he started moving in and out of me with increasing pace. One of his hands held down my stomach while the other slid between my thighs and started playing with the tiny swollen nub. It was gentle, tender and perfect. This was not fucking, Lucca Santos was making love to me

Within minutes I squirted on his hands, my walls clenching his dick hard as I saw stars. He soon followed behind. No sound came out of my mouth as I opened it in silent scream. Sensation coursed through me as each and every inch of my skin tingled with pleasure.

"Come back to me, trouble." I could feel Lucca peppering me with kisses but I couldn't e bothered. I was delirious with the feeling of ecstasy.

I could feel him get off of me and then suddenly his tongue was at it again. His tongue licked and sucked my pussy. God! That man's tongue was liquid fire. In between licks, he nibbled at my nub and I could feel myself build up again and I wasn't even done dealing with the aftershocks of the previous orgasm. He nibbled my clit again making me buck and scream in wanton.

"No more! Please I can't take it."I mumbled, the fight leaving my body by every second.

He suddenly pulled away from my pussy and looked up at me with fire blazing in his eyes.

"You don't get to tell me what I can or cannot do with this pussy. It belongs to me." He devoured me and licked up all the juices running down my thighs and ass.

He bit down on my button again, I bucked up and screamed, pulling at my restraints.

"Will you ever give me a fair chance to earn your trust?" he asked after a few more licks and nibbles but by this time my mind was an incoherent mess, the orgasm and the emotional wreck I became because of the interrogation did a number on me.

"Tell me!" he said again and kept up with the assault on my senses. Another tear slid down my cheek.

He let up after a while and opened my fold and gently blew on my opening. The feeling was gentle, I liked it. A whimper escaped me.

"Tell me." He pleaded as he entered two fingers and then a third into my core, stretching me.

"I want to but I don't know how." Another sob escaped me as I looked into his eyes.

His guarded look turned soft and ultimately a genuine smile graced his lips.

"That's all I need to know." He said and bent his fingers in a come hither gesture that had me coming hard in his hands. I screamed and completely blacked out, the exhaustion from the continuous denial and following orgasms draining me dry and lulling me into deep sleep.

***

I woke up feeling hot and suffocated, but in a good way. I was bundled up in a small ball as my back pressed against Lucca's and his hand rounded my waist and rested a lazily on my stomach. He was breathing evenly and was fast asleep.

I recalled back to whatever transpired a few hours ago. I looked at the bedside table to see that it was after 4 in the morning and I was hyperaware.

Lucca made me open up in a way I never thought I ever would. Apart from the frustration caused due to the sexual torture, I loved every second of it. And in hindsight what he said was true. I would have never voluntarily told him all of that, ever.

Then my mind shifted to what happened earlier.

The Russians were after me, they wanted me caught, alive. What did I ever do to them? I mean I apparently I knew their leader from way back in high school when all of us went to London but I don't remember offending him to the extent that he would get me and my parents killed.

So many thoughts swarmed in my head as I felt Lucca shift a little in his sleep and loosen his hold on me. Perfect!

I slipped out of his grasp and slid into the bathroom with much difficulty as I limped most of the way. After a very long hot bath and putting on his discarded dress shirt and a fresh pair of underwear I limped my way downstairs.

I was hungry and I needed to feed myself.

Entering the huge kitchen I decided to raid the pantry first. It was a dream. Shelves and shelves full of all kinds of cheeses and meats, sauces, pickles, eggs and jams. He even had tiny bottles of peanut butter and Nutella. It was like food heaven. Opening the fridge I found all the vegetables I would need.

I decided on Spanish omelet with Nutella toast and plain milk. That will be easy to make and will give me back all the calories I just lost in my very intense workout not a few hours ago. By the time my breakfast was ready I was very aware of two things, one it was almost five and second I had made too much for one person. Sighing I sat myself down gently on the stool near the kitchen island and dug in.

"Is there enough to share?" a voice spoke from the entrance of the kitchen, I looked up and smile at the person.

Danny did a double take before taking a seat next to me.

"What did I do to warrant that smile?" he asked incredulously, getting a fork and digging in.

"I just feel happy, I don't know." I mumbled, shoving a big bite of omelet in my mouth.

"Oh I do, it's the miracle of finally getting laid." He snickered which earned him a quick kick in the shin.

"Ow! It's true though. And what are you doing up so early?" he asked, that cocky smile still mocking me.

"First off how are you so sure I got laid, were you spying on me?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Sometimes you really are dumb Vi. A) You are wearing Lucca's clothes and no pants despite the fact that you have a wardrobe full of clothes here and B) You guys weren't exactly quiet last night." He smirked.

Wait he heard us? Oh god.

Embarrassment flooded through me and I could feel my cheeks coloring.

"Wait, are you blushing?" he almost dropped his fork. What a drama queen.

I tried to cover my face with my hair. Failure.

"Oh god you are! Chill no one could hear you guys, I was just messing but your reaction confirms that there was a lot of screaming. Way to go Vi!" he actually raised his hand up in a high five. Ugh.

I elbowed him in the gut. The wince that followed gave me satisfaction.

"Asshole. If this is ever repeated I will murder you." I growled at him.

"Sure." he chuckled, finishing the leftover Nutella toast.

"Danny?" I stopped him as he was leaving the kitchen.

"What's up?"

"Can I get a laptop with a decent wifi connection?" I asked.

"What happened to yours?" he turned around crossing his arms over his chest.

"Mine's in my room and I don't want to chance waking Lucca up, he won't let me work." I shrugged, I was 99% sure he would pin me to the bed again if I even attempted to work in front of him right now.

"Yuck. I don't want to picture you like that. You can use Lucca's laptop, it's in his office; no password. Go, shoo" his disgusted face was entertaining.

"You brought it up!"I shouted at his retrieving figure.

I put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and headed for Lucca's office.

***

Entering Lucca's office without him felt wrong, I felt like I was invading his privacy and to a certain extent it was true.

Shrugging that thought aside, I reassured myself that it was not wrong, his second hand let me in, so that makes it right, right?

I found a laptop sitting on the red wood desk in the middle of the room. The room itself as beautiful, high ceilings, red wood furniture and plush wall to wall carpet; it looked like every interior decorator's wet dream. Classy, yet sexy.

I sat myself down on the soft armchair and opened the laptop. Danny was right, no password. Did this man have nothing to hide? Casting that thought aside I immediately got to work. Yesterday's events had sidetracked me very effectively and had made me completely forget the amount of homework I had on IMT.

Opening my emails gave me mixed feelings; I was both frustrated and exhausted just looking at them. Homework ahead of me frustrated me and the detailed report that Clarke had send me about the associates exhausted me, but both were necessary. I needed to come up with a game plan for both the associates and IMT. Denise had sent me some good content that I could work with.

Two hours spent on IMT and 45 minutes on the associates later I had fairly passable game plans for both. As soon as I was done with both I fired off an email to Clarke saying that he needs to send two associates and one paralegal to my office first thing in the morning to help me with this case. The associates can observe and learn some. I was supposed to teach them something after all.

Cracking my neck I leaned back on this very comfortable chair and closed my eyes for a minute. God, it felt amazing, was this one of those therapeutic chairs; I need this in my office. Actually no, if I have this, I won't get a thing done.

I felt a slight shift and then something feather light traced my lips. I opened my eyes in shock only to be met by two deeps emeralds, shining with amusement and adoration.

"Bonjour, mon amour. You look very comfortable in my office, I like it." He said crouching down and pulling the chair closer to him.

A tiny smile lit up my face.

"Are we French today, mi amore?" I giggled. Since when do I giggle?

I leaned a little forward and brushed my nose against his, he smelled of adrenaline and body-wash.

"How could you possibly work out after last night?" I asked trailing my lips against his jaws.

"I woke up to an empty bed...saw you working like a busy bee, so I decided to decimate the treadmill." he growled when I nibbled at his chin.

"Wait you saw me work? You were down here, when?" I asked, I don't remember seeing him?" I pulled back looking at his amused face.

"I usually wake up at five, so I came down looking for you thinking you must be raiding the fridge but I saw the lights to my office on so I peaked in and there you were, typing away on the computer, you looked very concentrated so I didn't bother you and went directly to the gym." He explained.

"Oh"

"Have you eaten anything?" he asked me standing up himself and then offering me his hand. It was then I finally got a good look at him. He looked all suited up in a black Armani and ready to go to the office.

"Since you are already dressed why don't you find me something to munch on our ay while I get ready?" I asked.

"Your wish..." he trailed off lightly pecking my lips before leading me out of his office.

In record time I was showered and dressed and both of us were on our way to his Cadillac with cups of homemade coffee and sandwiches.

Today I had made two decisions. One, I wouldn't hold back on what I felt for and around Lucca. He made me happy and that was fact, yes he frustrated me, angered me and even sometimes made me homicidal, but he was worth all those feelings. The second decision, I am not sure Lucca Santos is going to like it.

Freedom is the worst lie ever told to mankind, there is no such thing like choices; once you accept that them probably you will find peace.

A/N:

Lucca and Violet got dirtyyyyy 👅

Next chapter is going to be real heavy, I can feel it.

My semester ends start in less than a week, I hate HATE hate exams. Why the fuck do they have to be so stressful, ugh. Nvm.

I absolute adore writing about these two! They make me all giddy and want to fall in love. Sigh.

Welp that was the 17th chapter. This book has far exceeded my expectations of it going on and you know what, I am happy with the results.

So until next time my beautiful sexy readers!