Lucien (The Marchesi Family 1)

He shook his head. “No, sir. I didn’t think it was a good idea to come back.”

“You know what’s not a good idea, Peter? Disobeying me. When I tell a man to do something, he does it or faces the consequences.”

“Consequences, sir?”

“Did you honestly think that you could just not show up for your job and… what? I wouldn’t notice? I wouldn’t care?”

“I thought… I didn’t really think you wanted me to work for you. You wanted Jimmy—”

“I don’t want Jimmy for anything. Jimmy is a piece of shit. I was doing Jimmy a favor, but now he’s lost his chance with me. You, on the other hand, I wanted. I made that very clear.” I rose and started to move around the desk.

Peter took a step back.

“Don’t move.”

He drew in a shaky breath, but he stayed where he was. I moved behind him, intentionally keeping him on edge.

“Do you know what the consequences are for disobeying me?”

“P-please don’t hurt me. I’m sorry. I’ll work for you. I’ll do whatever you say.”

“That’s right. You will,” I said, stepping so close he could feel my breath on his neck. I saw the fine hairs stand up as I blew against them. Peter shivered.

“I’m afraid I can’t promise the consequences won’t hurt, but there won’t be any permanent damage.”

“Please, give me another chance.”

“No, Peter. I need you to understand how very serious I am when I ask you to do something.”

“I know now.”

“Do you? Do you know what I want from you, Peter?”

“N-no.”

“Everything,” I said the word in a low voice right by his ear, and I dropped my hand to the gorgeous curve of his ass. “When you’re disobedient, you’ll get punished. It will be my hand today, but if you refuse to follow my orders again, it will be my belt or maybe even the cane.”

“You’re going to spank me?” He shivered again as I ran a hand down his back and cupped his ass once more.

“I am. Drop your pants and brace yourself on the desk.”

“You can’t just—”

I wrapped a hand around his throat, caressing him with my thumb. “I can do anything I want. You came to me, and I decided to keep you.”

“I didn’t know. Jimmy told me—”

I blew against his neck once more, then traced the outer edge of his ear with my tongue. “You should always investigate future employers.”

“Please. I don’t want trouble.”

“Then you should’ve been on time for work today.” I rested my hands against his waist and felt him exhale. Then I kissed him over the rapid pulse that had intrigued me the day before. He whimpered when I flicked it with my tongue, and if I hadn’t already decided he was mine, that sound would have made me claim him.

“Wh-what if someone comes in?” I doubted he knew he’d given himself away, but his words let me know he’d accepted his punishment as inevitable.

“No one would dare.” I bit the soft skin of his neck gently. He sucked in his breath and tilted his head, exposing more of his neck to me. “That’s it. Surrender to me. It will be easier that way.”

“Please.” This time, I suspected he was asking for more rather than begging for mercy. I reached for his belt buckle, undid it, and then unbuttoned his pants and lowered his zipper. He shuddered as I pressed my palm into the hard length of his cock. I was right. He wanted this.

“Do you need a man who will demand obedience from you, Peter?”

“No, I… I don’t know.”

“I think you do. I’m going to be that man for you. I’m going to control you, but I’m also going to take care of you.” I let go of him and stepped back. “Now drop your pants and hold on to the edge of my desk.”

His hands went to his fly but then he hesitated. “I already know you will obey. It’s only a matter of how long you make me wait. The longer that is, the harsher your punishment. This is going to happen. I’m going to redden your ass, show you how serious I am, and then for the rest of the day, you’re going to go out there and do your job.”

“A-and after that?”

The tremble in his voice made me even harder. I’d be lucky to get anything done for the rest of the day because I wasn’t going to fuck him. Not yet. Not here. The first time I had the pleasure of sliding into his gorgeous ass, I was going to take my time.

“You’re going to come back to work tomorrow, and you’re going to do as you’re told.” I didn’t think this was the time to announce that he would also be moving into my house. My investigation of his life had shown me his apartment was unsafe, and my enemies were too restless to leave him unprotected. I could keep a guard on him, but it would be so much easier—and more pleasurable—if he were under my roof.