Bound To The Devil

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Luca winced as he stepped out of bed, his body sore in ways he hadn’t expected. The bruising grip Damien had left on his hips and the ache between his legs served as a reminder of the previous night’s intensity. He barely had time to collect himself before strong arms wrapped around his waist from behind, pulling him flush against a hard, warm chest.

"My little wife can’t even walk properly," Damien murmured into his ear, his voice dark with amusement. "Did I break you?"

Luca flushed and tried to wriggle out of his grip, but Damien only tightened his hold.

"Stop teasing," he mumbled, but Damien was relentless. He slid his hands lower, ghosting over Luca’s thighs. "If you ask sweetly, I might carry you today."

"I’m fine!" Luca snapped, pushing his hands away and grabbing his clothes in a hurry. "I have to meet Valarie today. You promised."

Damien exhaled sharply. "Tch. I should've kept my mouth shut."

Luca turned, giving him a pointed look. "A promise is a promise."

Damien only smirked, leaning down to kiss the side of his neck. "I keep my promises. But you keep testing my patience, lyubov'."

Luca rolled his eyes and continued getting dressed, ignoring the heated gaze Damien had on him.

*

Just as he made his way downstairs, a tiny figure barreled into him, wrapping her small arms around his waist. "Luca!" Ava’s voice was shrill with excitement. "Where are you going?"

He softened, crouching down to her level. "I’m going to meet my sister, Ava. I won’t be long."

Ava’s eyes widened, her lower lip trembling. "I wanna go too!"

Luca hesitated. He hadn’t expected this. He turned to look at Damien, who stood behind them with his arms crossed, amusement flickering in his dark eyes.

"She’s not going," Damien said, voice firm.

Ava immediately stomped her foot. "I wanna go!" she whined louder, hugging Luca’s arm tightly.

Luca sighed, gently running his fingers through her hair. "Damien—"

"No."

"Please?" Luca looked up at him, his blue eyes pleading. "She wants to come with me. It’s just for a little while."

Damien’s jaw tensed, but seeing the way Luca held Ava protectively in his arms made something twist inside him. His possessiveness flared up, but he also knew he could never truly deny Ava or Luca anything.

"Fine," he bit out. "But take my men with you. I want eyes on you at all times."

Luca exhaled in relief, pressing a soft kiss to Ava’s forehead. "Alright, let’s get ready."

Ava squealed happily and ran off to grab her things. Damien pulled Luca to him before he could follow, gripping his chin between his fingers.

"You think you can charm your way through anything, don’t you kitten?" Damien whispered, eyes dark. "Just because I let this slide doesn’t mean I’m getting soft."

Luca only smirked slightly, placing a quick kiss to Damien’s lips before pulling away. "Of course not, Mr. Mafia Boss."

Damien growled lowly, watching as Luca disappeared with Ava. His heart clenched painfully at the sight, his possessive love growing stronger with every passing second. If Luca thought he could ever leave him, he was dead wrong.

He’d make sure Luca stayed right where he belonged.

*
Luca sat in the back seat of the sleek black car, Ava beside him, practically bouncing with excitement. Her small hands clutched onto his as she chattered non-stop, her golden curls bouncing with every excited movement.