Violent Little Thing (Lily and Luciano) novel Chapter 128

Chapter 128

Thoughts of what Isla did for me the other night run through my mind as I close my eyes and my dick finally starts to get hard. I Imagine the mouth of my dick is hers and enjoy the way it feels as she bobs up and down. The red head’s squeaky moans throw me off a little, but I just try to shut her out. There’s a lotid crash in the room somewhere and I open my eyes to see none other than Isla herself, she’s dropped a bowl of popcorn on the floor and is now standing there looking like someone stole her favourite toy,

“What the fuck are you looking at you stupid pery?! Get out!” The red hend yells after she’s pulled my dick out of her mouth but still continues to stroke it. Isla blinks and looks at me. I know I’m supposed to say something right now, but I’m honestly so mortified from being caught with my pants down like this that I can’t say anything. The words are stuck. Isla hasn’t even left the room yet, but the red head goes back to what she was doing right in front of her and I watch as Isla’s face scrunches in disgust and she walks away. Oh fucking shit…

Isla

“Want to play?” 1 text Nico as I’m already packing a bag and storming down the stairs.

“Oh honey! Hey!” My Mother stops me about halfway down.

“Hey Mamma!” I give her a quick hug.

“What’s wrong?” She holds me at arm’s length surveying me. “Did someone do something to you?” She whispers. My Mom loves me as much as anyone else, but she also knows me better than anyone else as well and she accepts me for wanting to be a normal rebellious teenager to an extent.

“Just…boy troubles, Mom.” I say in a hushed tone. “I’m going to stay at Mia’s for the weekend. Is that okay? I just want to clear my head away from my Dads and brothers.

“Of course you can! You know you can talk to me too though, right?”

“I know Mamma. I love you,”

She squeezes me hard, shooing me off before Dad or my brothers can say no.

Nico texts back an address almost immediately. “How about my place this time?”

“Sure.” I reply.

“Want me to send a a car?”

“No need.”

“See you soon, Miss Isla.”

I call Mia in the car, giving her all the details of what just happened.

So now yo

now you’re going to Nico’s house? Do you think that’s safe?” She worries.

“Of course it’s safe. He wouldn’t be allowed a membership at the club otherwise. You know how detailed their screening process is. Anyways I just wanted to let you know I’ll be at yours after and tomorrow night we’re still going to Sebastion’s party, okay?”

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Chapter 128

Oh my god, yes! We’re going to need hot as fuck new outfits though. We should go shopping tomorrow moming!

Sounds great. The car is pulling up now, I’ll see you Inter. Miss Iain needs to hurn off some steam, okay baby dri? –

“Play safe, Miss Isla. Min coos al me,

I hang up the phone, sighing heavily before popping the last on my Xanax Into my mouth and staring out the window at the large, dark mansion that’s coming into view, Holy shit, that’s got to be bigger than mine. Nico stands on the front steps in a dark tailored suit with his arms crossed on his chest. His nurn ever dominating and fierce. He screams power, and I want to take that from him and make him beg for me. He pays the driver before opening my door and extending a

hand.

“What a pleasant surprise. I

sure if you would ever use my number.” He says with a hint of a smirk.

“I needed an outlet, and you were very…distracting last time.”

“Well, I’m honoured. Please, let me show you my home.”

Nico shows me around parts of his mansion. It’s impressive, and I practically drool over the dark furniture and gothic

vibes.

“This… obviously is the most important room“, He stands in front of a coded black door.

“Well?” I cock my eyebrow and throw my hand onto my hip, making him grin devilishly.

needy.” He drawls out. “Maybe you should play submissive this evening.”

I gasp. “Excuse you?“.

He leans in close enough for his lips to brush my ear lobe and whispers, “In there you may be in charge, but out here” He waves his hand, “Out here, I am no submissive. So, if you would like to play, Miss Isla, say please,”

I narrow my eyes at him, and every fibre of my being wants to protest, but the darker side of me, she wants to beg to be

handed the reins.

“Please, Nico. I would like to play with you, please.” I almost whimper at the pathetic tone in my

own voice

“Good girl. That was actually very nice.” He smiles wildly at me, showing me the code to the door any allowing me to step

inside.

The furniture is a deep, dark blue and black with wooden accents around the room. There’s a four–poster bed with blue silk sheets, cuffs and chains adorn it. There’s a Saint Andrews cross in the corner, a spanking chair, a large wooden table, different glass cabinets show case tools and devices. My eyes dart around my surroundings, taking it all in before they land back on Nico who is quietly observing me

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