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It was a cold, murky day even for spring. Autumn was wrapped up in a navy blue coat, which hid her sky-blue dress. Polly had told her that the dress wasn’t going to keep her warm enough, but it was a new dress and she wanted to wear it. She was visiting one of the few friends that she had in school. Anna Larson. She’d bumped to her in the market and Anna had invited her over. She didn’t tell anyone because with the threat from Luca Changretta, she was watched like a hawk. It was very nerve-wracking going from place to place now. She’d lied and said that she was going to the market. No one had thought that to be unusual, so she wasn’t followed. She was the ‘baby’ of the family and Finn was treated with more respect, simply due to his gender.
It was a silent day. At least that’s what she thought when she entered the open area where the Ann’s apartment was. The air was thick with the scent of gunpowder and it deserted. She frowned as she began to move cautiously up the stairs towards Anna’s house. Now, common sense would have told her to get out of there, but this was clearly the aftermath of something. She recognized Tommy’s car and figured that he had something to do with this. As she passed a J. D. Grovers and Sons LTD delivery van, she saw a body laying on the ground. She didn’t know why, but she knelt and placed two fingers to his neck. The man was dead. Probably killed by Tommy. His hat had been placed respectfully over his eyes. At that moment, she had a feeling that she'd run into a dangerous situation.
“Autumn!” She looked up to see Anna waving frantically at her from her upper story. “Get in here!!! Hurry!!! There’s men chasing your brother!!”
she stood up and began to run towards Anna. Suddenly, two men came running around the corner, both armed with guns. She crashed into the one so hard that the impact knocked her basket to the ground. He stared at her. She stared at him. Recognition passed between them. He was Luca Changretta and she could see in his eyes that he knew she was Tommy’s sister.
Before she could say or do anything, Luca grabbed her by both her shoulders, spun her around and began to drag her towards the van! Panic filled Autumn for a moment and she tried fighting him, but Luca Changretta towered over her and he lifted her up as if she were a dry twig. She could hear Anna screaming for the police and to her absolute shock, the police were right behind Luca Changretta and his man!
He barked orders to his man in Italian as he unceremoniously flung her in the back of the van. To her complete, shock, he got in with her! He then bolted the doors shut behind him and yelled at the man who was driving. The van took off with a jolt He put his gun down and she just stared at him. She didn’t know what to do. Clearly, neither did he, for he was staring at her as well. Dozen of emotions were being processed behind those green eyes of his.
Suddenly, gunfire broke out, hitting the sides and back of the van. She let out a scream and he dove on top of her! “I got you!” He growled out in that thick Italian accent of his. “I’ve got you!” He wrapped his arms around her, clearly protecting her from the spray of bullets. “Mateo!” He then barked the rest of the words in Italian. His man, Mateo responded and he nodded. “It’s the police shooting. Once we lose them…you’ll be fine.”
She could only nod. She was terrified and at the moment, she was more terrified of getting shot in the head by the police. She didn’t know why she did, but she held onto Luca. He let out an exhale as he looked down at her. At that moment, the world just seemed to slow down and go silent between them.
He didn’t say a word.
She couldn’t speak, she could barely breathe.
There was nothing, just so much tension between them and she didn’t know how to describe this tension. She’d never felt anything like this in her life, but she wasn’t scared of him. At least, she didn’t think she was and she didn’t know why. He was reading her and she was reading him. She didn’t see any malicious intent in his eyes. Like, he didn’t look angry with her, he seemed calm, somehow. He looked at her as if she were…she couldn’t say. Almost as if, she were beautiful. Well, men had looked at her as if she were beautiful many times. But the moment she opened her mouth and she started stuttering... she became nothing more than a complete disappointment to them. She'd be a disappointment to him and she had a feeling that disappointing Luca Changretta was a very dangerous thing to do. He looked at her, his breath lightly touching her face for the longest time. He then exhaled and sat up. The gunfire had stopped now. He removed his overcoat, watching her carefully as he did. She swallowed, licking her lips uneasily as she removed her hands from his neck.
He spread his coat on the ground beside her and ordered her. “Sit on that.”
She nodded as she did as he said. She stared at him as he studied her, like a tiger stalking it’s prey. She heart pounded violently in her chest as those green eyes of his devoured her hungrily. She didn’t understand how she could be scared and not scared at the same time. Her body felt warm and she was sure that she was sweating. She didn’t understand this. The look in his eyes…it was like he wanted to kiss her, but she didn’t understand why he would.
“Take off your coat.” She blanched a little at that request. He wanted her…to take off her coat? He nodded as he removed his hat before rolling up his shirtsleeves to his elbows. “Now.”
Ok. This was getting a little bit scary. She looked at the van door. It was locked and even if she were able to beat him to it, she’d have to jump out of it. She’d break her neck or something like that, so, for the moment, it was best to just do what he said. He’d put her name on a bullet. There was very little chance that she’d be able to get out of this situation alive, but she knew that her cooperation would be key to surviving this ordeal. She unbuttoned her coat and set it off to the side. Her dress, while it had been a modest dress, now felt thin and extremely tight on her.
He looked at her, his eyes widened slightly. He inhaled as he spoke in Italian. Mio Dio, Lui e il Diavolo in persona devono averti creato per me. Perché non c'è modo, né in Paradiso né all'Inferno, che io possa mai resisterti.
He’d advanced towards her while he was speaking. Now that he’d finished speaking, he was on top of her. Her heart began to pound as she realized that Luca Changretta wasn’t going to kill her. He was going to rape her first. The blood drained out of her face with that realization. She’d never been with a man before and she knew that this was going to hurt beyond anything that she’d felt in her life.
Despite her resolution to stay silent, she found herself opening her mouth to beg him for mercy. “P-please---
His head darted forward and she gasped as his mouth covered hers. She was expecting violence, force, aggression. Softness, gentleness and tenderness weren’t and it took the wind out of her sails. He reached up, his hand cupping her face in his hand. His touch, still was soft and gentle. This…she didn’t know what to do. Her head was violently protesting against this, but her heart…her quiet heart warmed with a spark. She’d been kissed a few times, but….not like this. He let out a groan as he deepened the kiss, gently tilting her head back. When he did, she found herself grabbing ahold of his shoulders.
He didn’t get directly on top of her, he laid down beside her. Regardless, she still felt his erection against her. She didn’t understand this. She knew that it wasn’t right, but dear God, he was seducing the hell out of her. He undid the tie around her neck and broke the kiss. She inhaled deeply, gasping for air as he moved her dress over to expose her shoulders. She opened her mouth, trying to think of a coherent thought but the words weren’t coming to her mouth. Then, his lips found her collarbone and she let out a loud cry as her entire body was jolted with an electric bolt! She inhaled deeply, turning towards him to have their noses brush. He gave her no respite. He kissed her again, causing her to moan as he got on top of her.
The road jostled the car around and he broke the kiss to yell angrily something at the man in Italian. They slowed the car down and they weren’t flying as madly. She stared at him as he stared her down. He inhaled as he reached forward and caressed her face, running his thumb over her trembling mouth.
“I haven’t had a woman in months,” he confessed in a low voice. “but I’m going to have you, Autumn Shelby.”
So, he did know her name. She licked her lips and croaked his name. “L-Luca.”
He nods. “Si.” God, why did he have to have such a hot accent? It left her completely undone! She didn’t know what to do right now! The kiss, it had changed everything between them. The fear had left her body and it had been filled with an indescribable burning. He shook his head as he leaned forward to kiss her again. Così bella. He murmured against her skin.
She inhaled, trying to gather her thoughts together. This was strange. It was new. A part of her liked it. She liked it a lot. He got on top of her and parted her legs. Her mind raced. She didn’t know what do! Did she want this!? Was he forcing her?? She didn’t know. His hand delved under her skirt and she yelped against his mouth. He shushed her gently as he pulled her underwear down her legs and she began to squirm. He was too fast. He was moving way too fast for her.
He broke the kiss as he ran his hand up her shaking thighs. “Easy, dolci.” She inhaled, blinking back tears of panic as he said. “I won’t hurt you.” Those words…shocked the hell out of her. He wouldn’t hurt her!? She didn’t have time to process those words for he slipped his fingers inside her.
She cried out and half-shrieked. “Wait!!” He frowned, feeling her body resist the intrusion. “W-wait,” she licked her lips. “p-please.”
He looked down at her, surprise on his face. “You’re an innocent?” she could only nod. “Eh. My apologies then, for this will not be romantic, but I won’t hurt you.”
That was alright, she supposed. How did she know!? She was a virgin! Why the hell wasn’t she protesting about him taking her virginity in the back of this van!? When he kissed her, she knew why. She wanted him in a way she’d never wanted a man before. And he knew this, otherwise he wouldn’t he keep up with his advances.
He studied her and asked. “Did your aunt or sister…tell you what happens between a man and a woman? When they’re together?” She shook her head. He exhaled and said. “So, I guess, they left it to me, eh?” she could only nod limply. “Alright.” He removed a finger and she exhaled in relief, only to jolt as he moved his finger inside her. “Easy. What I’m doing is, I’m preparing you. You need to be wet or when I enter, it will hurt you. Do you understand?”
She only nodded. “Y-yes.”
He exhaled as he began moving that finger inside her and she gasped. He studied her. “Ever had an orgasm?” She shook her head again. He let out a dry laugh as he asked. “Are you sure you’re a Shelby?”
“Y-yes.”
He nods as he said. “You’ve got the cheekbones, but...you're so f**king innocent. Too innocent for that family.” She let out a cry and grabbed his hand as he manipulated her body. His finger, it was ‘hitting’ something that felt…good. So very good inside her. He nods as he says. “That’s your clit. It’s alright. You’re alright.” God! What kind of man was he!? “Hold onto me,” he ordered. “when you get close…it’s going to feel strange. But it’s alright, just go with it and enjoy it.”
“B-but, oh!!” she closed her eyes and threw her head back. His mouth covered hers again and she grabbed ahold of his shoulder.
What the hell was this!? She’d heard of her brothers and sister picking up people and sleeping with them. But her!!! She thought she’d wait for her future husband. She could tell Luca Changretta to stop, but…she didn’t want him to stop. What was wrong with her?! Was she sick out of her head?! Why did she want the man who’d murdered John, nearly murdered Tommy to put his hands on her?! Why was she letting him?? She was so confused. He played her body like she was a piano. She was crying, gasping as she held onto him. He wasn’t hurting her, but her emotions and the way she was feeling…it was beyond confusing to her! She was enjoying this and she didn’t want to enjoy it with him! Why oh why couldn’t he just be a monster and rape her brutally? Why did he have to act like he cared about her?
“You’re close.” He said as he pushed her legs wide apart, causing her to flush red. “At any point you want me to stop, you f**king hit me. Understand?” she could only nod? He’d abducted her from the streets with a gun, thrown her in the back of a van, was preparing to f**k her and NOW he wondered if she was alright with it or not!? But she hadn’t objected so far. Did she want this or not?! Something in her body changed and she let out a cry, unconsciously tightening her body around his fingers. He nodded. “It’s alright. You’re about to come. Come for me.” He wound his free hand in her hair, gently encouraging her to look at him. “Look at me when you do.”
She had no other choice but to look at him. His green eyes, they were intense, aroused and she saw kindness in his eyes. No signs that he’d intentionally hurt her. He wanted her, she saw that look in a man’s eyes many times, but it was never so intense. Then…a strange feeling hit her and she clenched around his fingers as her nails dug into his neck and wrist Suddenly, she fell apart in his arms with a wail. Nothing, like she’d ever felt before in her life took over her body. Her back arched and she screamed as a wave of pleasure took her out of this world. She could hear Luca murmuring in her ear as he continued to move his fingers inside her. Her body shook and shivered as he coaxed her through her first orgasm.
He exhaled hotly as he guided her to lay flat on her back. She couldn’t move. She felt as if she’d been drugged. He pulled her dress up and over her head, leaving her only in her brassiere, but she was too exhausted to even mark that. He removed her brassiere, murmuring approvingly in Italian before cupping her breast in his large hand. She whimpered and looked up at him as he undid his trousers with the hand that had just been inside her.
She’d never seen a man’s cock in her life, at least, not fully. His, it was large, hard and the tip looked purple. He cupped her chin in his hand and tilted her face upwards. She inhaled as he said softly. “Eyes on me.” Oh God, this was happening to her. This was honestly happening to her. Suddenly, he was inside her and she gasped sharply. He instantly stopped and looked at her. It didn’t hurt, he was able to slide in. But dear God, he was huge and it was uncomfortable! “I’ll move slow, principessa. I won’t hurt you.” He kissed her to distract her as he said. “Just breathe.” She nodded as he began to inch his way inside her. She inhaled and exhaled rapidly, but he shushed her and encouraged. “Slowly.”
He began breathing slowly and she began to breathe with him. Somehow, she wasn’t sure how, but that helped and she relaxed. She let out a sigh and he continued to inch his way inside her. She thought that she’d die but then was finally inside her. Her fingers dug into his back, a fleeting thought filled her mind that he’d burst her stomach with his cock invaded her womb. She whimpered his name. “L-Luca.”
“Si.” His eyes studied her face questioningly before he dared to stated. “F**k, I think you want this. Don’t you?” She stared at him as he drew her closer to him, his grip soft but protective and green eyes filled with an intense want for her. “You, Autumn Shelby, want me, Luca Changretta, to f**k you.”
There was something wrong with her. She should say no, she should scream at him, hit him and tell him to let her go. But, she didn’t want that, she didn’t want him to stop. Not right now. He was deep inside her and he’d already claimed her as his. And that was her entire problem. Now that she was his…she’d never be good for anyone else. Actually, she knew that there’d never be anyone else after him. There couldn’t be. She didn’t know what in the world prompted her to say this, but one word came out of her mouth and it wasn’t the one that she’d thought that she’d say. She was going to Hell for this. Her family was going to kill her and send her to the devil themselves.
“Y-yes.” His brow arched as she finally admitted to herself. “I d-do.”
He leaned forward. Ora sei mio. Just before he claimed her mouth as his he said. "You're mine now."
She had no doubt of that.
