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Over the next few days, I tried to rest as much as I could. I fucking hated it, but I wanted to make love to my wife so badly, especially when she kept slowly eroding at my self-control, teasing me by wearing tight pants or short dresses around me. She was going to be the death of me. Once I healed, I would also be ready to deal with Sofia, and I couldn’t wait.
Since I was shot, I hadn’t heard from anyone, apart from my own family, of course. The streets were quiet. I bet Sofia was furious that my wife was still alive, but she couldn’t reach out to me. It would have been obvious that she was involved if she did.
So to aid the process I took it easy all day, spending time with Lilly and in the evening, when she was in bed, I moved to my office.
My wife stayed away from me the whole day and then, every day after that, she’d riding me like a bull until we both came. This was our new private ritual and I fucking loved every second of it. I kept promising her that I was going to teach her a lesson once I was well enough.
The bullet wound was healing well and soon, I’d have to get back to work.
“You need to be more careful from now on and I think it’s better if you two skip going to the park over the next few days,” I told her when we were getting ready to visit the doctor. We just couldn’t take any risks for now. Sparky had promised to dig for dirt on her, but this was going to take some time. I wanted her to suffer for what she’d done. Fantasies of me breaking into her mansion, dragging her by the hair, and watching her being fucked in the ass by her own men filled my thoughts. Well, maybe not that but she would face consequences.
“Yes, I know, I will stay home, but my father wants to visit. He’s missing Lilly,” she said.
“He can come whenever he wants, as long as your mother stays away,” I told her, and she agreed. That woman was bad news and we all knew she wasn’t going to change. Even Vlad admitted that she wasn’t particularly interested in spending time with her granddaughter, so this whole arrangement was fine with me.
Pedro drove us to the doctor and thankfully, I was given the green light. I still had the headaches and apparently, these were side effects of the concussion. The wound was healing, my muscles were aching but I was more mobile. I no longer had to rely on Marinka to do the basic things.
Marinka also had a check-up. Physically, she was doing great.
“Just give it time,” Dr. Stephens told us both. He was beginning to sound like a broken record.
As we left the hospital, I could see on her face that she was feeling discouraged by the lack of progress.
“Come with me to the club. I have a meeting with my brothers. Tasha can be with Lilly when your dad visits,” I suggested.
In the past several weeks, I’d avoided taking her to the club because of an incident that had occurred with one of the girls who worked there. But it was time for Marinka to finally see what I did for a living. She was part of this world, too. Her willingness to know, to learn, blew me away. She was eager and if I gave her the chance, we could become the partners I had dreamed us being.
“All right. That sounds great,” Marinka agreed, and I was pumped.
“Maybe we should do a getaway, somewhere in Europe. I know it’s not a great time to be thinking about this, but the little break could be good for us. I really want to remember my wedding,” she said, once I parked the car outside my newest club.
I smiled. “I have been thinking about this a lot. We got married in France. We should go back there,” I agreed. “Lilly would love the beach.”
“Oh, Sebastian, that would be great. I will look at the flights and hotel next week. Maybe just give me the list of places you think could be suitable,” she said, clapping with glee.
We entered the club several moments later. It was a late evening and the weekend so there were many girls on the stage, stripping for the suits, and the music was blasting. Business was good. I gripped her hand when a few of my men greeted me at the door.
“So you really do own a sex club…” she murmured while we headed down a corridor that would lead us to the upstairs.
I wanted to get her away from all those lecherous gazes as fast as possible. I was born in United States, but I had Serbian blood in me and all the men from my family were possessive of their women. This mafia world was always tough and wives, daughters, or sisters were easy targets. We all learnt how to adapt and protect each other.
“Yes. Why, did you think it was something else?” I laughed when she stopped at an open door. A woman in black leather attire was spanking a man’s ass. He was on his knees, his hands and feet tied up. The noises that guy made were just ridiculous, but who was I to judge?
Mariana’s jaw dropped and she just stared, fascinated by what was going on in.
“This is crazy,” she whispered.
“Well, I remember the first time I brought you here. You had no idea where to look and you were so shy. I think you’d never been to a sex club before,” I said.
When she glanced back at me, her cheeks were flushed. I bet she was soaking for me, and I just couldn’t wait for her to sit on my face again.
“Oh my God, this is freaky,” she said with a laugh. I bought her close, her back to my chest, then locked my arm around her neck. My hard cock grinded against her beautiful ass that needed to be ruined, too.
“You have been a very naughty girl, Marinka. You made a mess of my cock and your little cunt is probably pulsating now, soaking your panties,” I said, wrapping my hand around her throat and squeezing it gently.
“Tell me now, what are you going to do to me, Daddy? Are you going to tie me up?”
“Oh, darling, you have no idea what I have planned for us, but by the time I’m done with you, I’m going to have to carry you out in my arms.”
