Lorenzo’s pov
‘Fuck’
I muttered for the hundredth time as I glanced down at my dick and grimaced at the fact that it was still hard. I’ve been standing under this shower for longer than five minutes under a cold shower and my hard on was still yet to go down.
The fact that all that had been in my mind since the moment I stepped into the shower was none other than Mia.
Once I decided that her punishment was enough, at that point, she had entered what could only be termed as subspace. I wasn’t sure of what to think of that because from the onset, the punishment was supposed to be a punishment, to make me feel immense fear and to understand that I could hurt her if I wanted to, but the fact that she slipped into subspace at the end threw me into a moment of confusion.
Subspaces only occurred when the sub trustee the dom. The fact that Mia had slipped into subspace when she’s supposed to be reflecting from her punishment means that she trusted me to the extent of unconsciously letting herself go. Which made no sense to me because the fear had been stark in her eyes since the moment I rescued her because she knew damn well that she had broken my rule and had angered me.
As I loosened the ropes from her body, I told myself I wasn’t gonna do anything else to her, but after a few moments, I found myself taking an ointment and massaging it into her skin. Her ass was bound to be sore tomorrow but this ointment is definitely gonna help it a little. I also massaged some into the indents the ropes left in her limbs. As I was about to cover her with the blanket, she stirred a little and began to mumble something under her breath.
“Thought you were gonna kill me… which was why I ran away… but I’m glad you came to rescue me.”
She was out cold after that, and I had no idea of what to make of that just yet, so instead of dwelling on it, I decided to go take a much needed shower because my cock was throbbing in my pants.
And that led me to this current moment.
I washed up fast once my hard on finally went down and was out of the shower in no time.
Coking out to the sight of her in my bed made me realize that I made a grave mistake by deciding to punish her in here, because now, I’d never be able to stop thinking about that whenever I laid in that same bed. She looked peaceful and completely innocent as sfs slept, as if taunting me to come over if I was sure I had the willpower to stand in her presence and not want to make her mine at once.
I knew I didn’t have the willpower for that, which was why I exited the bedroom and headed over to my office where I tried to get some work done but it was fruitless. By the time the day broke, I had arrived at the conclusion that I needed to leave the house for a few days in order to get my bearings together and to get Mia out of my head.
And so I assigned a few bodyguards to be around her almost every time because I couldn’t afford her attempting to run away again, not because I was scared of losing her because I know damn well that I’d be able to find her if she got lost, but because I didn’t want her to walk right into the mouth of one of my numerous enemies who’d think it would be best to attempt getting back at me through Mia.
I had my things packed and was out of the house before Mia woke up, but I left a note for her and that was it.
The flight I took lasted only a couple of hours and I was in another country in no time.
I managed to lose myself to meetings and more meetings , but whenever I wasn’t doing anything, Mia would somehow appear at the front of my mind and I’d be back to thinking about her.
I ended up speaking to my old pals and invited them to come hang out with me in the foreign country the next day. We caught up on old times and had a blast with each other at one of my club’s branches here in this country.
I made sure to remind them to not ever try that shit which they did last night on Mia and they promised to not do that, then they proceeded to ask me about Mia. Of course they all knew I had taken her from her stupid husband after ending his life, like the whole of Italy did. I was quick to change the topic because I was here in this country because I didn’t want to think about Mia, so talking about her was out of the question.
I ended up fucking one of the girls I met at the club that night, and a different one the next morning, then another one that night… but unsurprising, I wasn’t able to get her out of my head.
Which took me back to my conclusion a couple of days ago, that it felt like Mia was sent to me from heaven in order to put me through all of this.
I spent a total of four days in the foreign country and was done with all the business on the fifth day. I hadn’t directly heard from Mia throughout those days, but her newly assigned bodyguards had been keeping me updated on everything happening with her. She might not like the fact that she now had to be watched by bodyguards but she brought it upon herself when attempting to run away.
I arrived in Italy on the fifth day, at night. It was past 10:00pm.
There thankfully wasn’t any traffic so I was home before 11:00pm. On getting into the house, even though I tried to not be so damn obvious, I found myself moving up the stairs to go check on Mia. The house was dead silent and cold, as it always was. It used to feel like the house began to get a little warmer since Mia moved on… not tonight, it felt cold as hell.
I pushed her door open without knocking, but I wasn’t expecting to see her splayed on the ground with her entire body burning up.