Filed to story: No Escape From The Mafia Kings Embrace
I nodded as I took a step back as well. I watched her as she slowly backed out of the closet. I quickly got dressed in one of my black suits, since I planned to stop at the office after dropping Mara off.
Luca’s POV
When I exited the closet, Mara was still packing up her books. “You know, that’s a lot of books, gattina (kitten)?”, I observed. She looked up at me only to gasp and freeze in her tracks. I smirked proudly, knowing the effect I had on her. “What’s the matter, bambina (baby girl)?”, I teased. She shook her head and swallowed hard. “Nothing”, she squeaked. I tsked, as I walked toward her. “Do you need another spanking already today?”, I asked, arching an eyebrow at her. “No sir”, she shook her head, mindlessly.
“Then speak, piccola (little one)”, I commanded, in almost a whisper, as I bent down and ghosted my lips over her neck. “It’s just been a few days since I’ve seen you in a suit. I forgot how handsome you look in them”, she admitted, breathlessly. My smirk deepened as I closed my lips over her tender flesh.
Mara gasped and clung onto my arm, making me chuckle. “We’d better hurry up, or you’ll be late”, I said, playfully. Mara frowned as she jokingly slapped my chest. “I know, but you keep distracting me”, she uttered, as she turned away. “Is that all I have to do to keep you home today?”, I asked, grabbing her hips, and stepping toward her, making my chest flush with her back. “Distract you?”, I whispered, letting my lips brush her ear.
“No, Luca. I have to get to class on time”, she pouted, putting the last of her books in her bag. I grabbed the bag from her hand and threw it over my shoulder. “Then, we better get going”, I smiled, holding my hand out for her to take. She looked surprised, once again, by my actions. Yet, she took a deep breath and placed her hand in mine with a nod.
I led her from our room and down the stairs. Rex and Cal both waited for us at the bottom of the staircase. “Marabella, this is your new assigned bodyguard, Rex”, I said, introducing the two, officially. “It’s nice to see you again, ma’am”, Rex addressed cautiously. “You, too”, Mara said politely. Hmm, they will warm up to each other. Cal opened the front door, allowing us to walk through.
I led Mara to the Maybach and held open the door for her to climb in. I patted her ass gently, as it disappeared from view. When I sat down next to her, Mara was giving me a pouty face. “What, gattina (kitten)?”, I asked, arching an eyebrow at her. “What did I do?”, she asked, pain evident in her voice. I furrowed my eyebrows. “Nothing, bambina (bay girl). It was only a ‘love tap'”, I answered. “Well, it hurt. I’m still sore”, she whined. I smirked, “Good, then it can serve as a gentle reminder, of what?”, I quizzed her.
“Not to put myself in danger”, she mumbled, looking away. I tenderly grasped her chin, and turned her head towards me. My eyes were immediately drawn to her lips. “Good girl”, I purred, enjoying the way her lips parted, when I said that to her. “Do you like the praise, bambina?”, I asked softly. Marabella’s cheeks turned a bright pink. “Luca”, she stuttered. “It’s okay to say yes, piccola (little one)”, I breathed across her lips. “Yes”, she whispered, barely audible to the ears. “Good”, I growled, before claiming her lips.
I let my fingers slowly skim down her neck, until my fingers set firmly against her throat. Mara moaned into the kiss, as her hand slid up my forearm to my bicep. Fuck, just the response I wanted from her. I kept her that way for a solid five minutes, exploring her mouth, and memorizing her breathing and swallowing patterns. I was getting my fill of her since I wouldn’t be seeing her for three hours.
“What do you do if you need something?”, I asked, when I finally broke away. “Call or text you”, she murmured. “Good girl”, I praised, pecking her lips. “And if you are feeling down and want an escape or someone to talk to?”, I asked. “Call or text you”, she answered. “Good girl”, I said, kissing her again. “Can I ask a favor now?”, she whispered. “Of course, piccola”, I answered, “Can you please let me know when you make it to work safely?”, she asked softly.
I was shocked by her request but also touched. “I can do that, bambina”, I smiled. The look of relief on her face almost broke me. “Thank you”, she muttered. I kissed her roughly. “You don’t have to thank me, piccola. I am more than happy to text you when I’m safe”, I said enthusiastically.
“We’re here, boss”, Cal’s voice interrupted. I sighed as I released Mara, and stepped out of the car. Everyone walking up to the campus stopped and watched with a low murmur. I held my hand out to help Mara exit the vehicle. She froze when she saw the crowd of onlookers. I grabbed her bag from the backseat. “Do you want me to walk you to class, piccola?”, I whispered in her ear, startling her out of her trance. She spun around and faced me. “No, it’s okay. You have to get to work”, she muttered shyly.
I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck, and pulled her closer. “Why? Do you have a boyfriend I should know about?”, I asked, suspiciously. Her face distorted into disgust, “Eww, no. This is the biggest group of immature mother fuckers I have ever met”, she said, brutally. I smirked at her comment. “Then, why don’t you want me to walk you to class?”, I asked. Mara sighed, “Everyone is starring, obviously because of you. It sure as hell isn’t because of me”, she answered seriously. “It will be now”, I uttered, dropping my lips to hers.
When I pulled away from her, she had a dazed look in her eyes. “Have a wonderful day, bambina”, I muttered. “Thank you. You too, and please be safe”, she whispered. I smiled before I pecked her on the lips one more time. “I will”, I chuckled, as I slipped back into the car and closed the door.
Marabella’s POV
I turned around and began walking toward my first class. Jason and his goonies stood off to the side, cackling at each other, as they all had their eyes pinned on me. “Hey, Calsut, was that your dad you were kissing?”, Jason asked. His friends giggled like little girls at Jason’s comment. Are we in fucking high school or something?
I ignored him and kept walking. My name is no longer Calsut, it is Barello. One of the many blessings that Luca doesn’t even realize he extended me. “I’m talking to you, Calsut”, Jason sneered. I continued to ignore him and kept walking past him, but as I tried to do so, Jason grabbed my arm.
