Kidnapped by the Devil

Chapter 9: Matteo

I hang up a phone call with my architect regarding blueprints I need for the hotel in Vegas. Apparently him and his wife are throwing a charity gala in a couple and extended an invitation. I never shy away from a party, so I accepted, but I am going to need to find a date to sink into for that night. Delilah is always free when I call and fucking her is always fun because she knows it won't be serious. I will have to set something up later in the week to discuss it with her. I turn to my computer to answer some emails, when I hear a knock on my door.

"Come in Venni," I say. He enters and takes his usual seat in front of my desk. "So how did she take it," I ask without taking my eyes off my computer screen.

"Well boss... she was pissed."

"I figured that. Did she say anything?"

"Yeah, but you aren't going to like it boss."

"Try me," I say intrigued. This woman really frightened Venni last night. I don't think he's ever had anyone react to him the way she did – hell I didn't even think Venni was capable of being frightened.

"She said you can shove your rules right up your ass," he mutters. Venni knows I hate bad news and delivering it is hard on him. Carina's reaction is exactly what I expected though. She's a defiant young woman with a short temper. She has hunger and fire. If we were to meet under different circumstances I'd even admire those traits, but no. I need her to know these rules are for her safety as well as mine.

"Thanks Ven," I say before we leave my office.

"Boss I know it's not my place, but try to maintain your emotions. I understand the situation, but this is not The Family. You cannot break her," Venni advises. I nod my head in understanding. I know he is a softy when it come to most women and he is right. This isn't The Family. Carina is not a part of that life and I don't want to introduce that type of beast to her.

As I sit and think, I know exactly what punishment I have in store for her. After the turn out from last nights events, I decided her punishments should be more fit for discipline. I can't even bring the thought of manhandling her into my mind without guilt sneaking up on me. If she wants to throw temper tantrums and speak irrationally like an adolescent teenager, then I'm going to treat her like one. I go to my room and search my closet for the paddle. It was a gift given to me by one of my flings who adored it, but I let her go when she became emotionally attached. Shove the rules up my ass huh? Just the thought of her smart remark sets me off as I leave my office.

***

After dealing with Carina, closing the Vegas deal, signing some documents, and handling some family business, it's three in the afternoon. I dial Venni to see if Carina ate lunch. He answers immediately as usual.

"Yeah boss?"

"Venni did she eat lunch today?"

"No sir. She didn't answer when I called, " he says. I really hope she isn't choosing this time to be an even bigger pain in my ass, especially after I paddled her this morning.

"I'll check on her," I say annoyed. I hang up the phone and pull her room key out of my pocket. I swear this woman is going to make me gray prematurely. When I unlock her door, I open it to find her peacefully asleep. She looks so innocent and angelic even with puffiness from crying on her face. Her lips are naturally pouty and her hair cascades across the pillows. I close the door and lock it back making sure not to wake her. I decide to eat a late lunch in my office instead of with Venni. I need time alone to think. Even though Carina is a pain in the ass, something keeps pulling me towards her. I'm happy with the rules I made and I'm not going to take them away. They protect her. They are for her own good. I know she will behave, but I'm not sure for how long. She is too independent and head stronger.

Around six I tell Venni to check on Carina again and give her dinner. Thankfully she was awake this time. Over these next three months her and Venni will become close. He's going to be her only friend while she stays here. I know he is going to be respectful and kind to her. That's just the type of man he is. It's good that she will have someone because there is no way in hell I'm letting that annoying, short temepered, smart mouthed woman anywhere inside my head. I fuck women, not befriend them. I look at the picture of my father and I from when I was a boy. Am I turning into him?

Tomorrow is going to be Sunday and I'd have to do something I haven't done since he died. I have to make a visit to St. Anthony's Catholic church. Of course I'm going unwillingly, but I donated to their all boys school last month when they wanted to make renevations, and Father Thompson is practically dragging me there. I know for sure I'm going to leave after I give my speech and cut the ribbon. I'm not stepping foot in that church. I run my hand through my hair as I walk to my room. I'm exhausted. Today was full of meetings and confirmation calls, not to mention spanking Carina. My shoulder is killing me from how hard I swung that paddle. Once I make it into my room I change into some gym clothes. Every time I close my eyes I see her thick curvaceous body and bone straight hair. Instead of giving in to my desires like I did last night, I decide a long run is going to release all my frustrations that were brought along with today. I tie my Nike's and head to the gym on the other side of the house. Once Carina is released from her room lock down I'll have Venni give her a tour around the place. I start the treadmill and raise the speed to 7. I'm going to run until I don't think of work or see the black lace and her supple caramel skin anymore.