Chapter 4 Get on your knees

Selena's pov

If there was something I had noticed about Luca the moment we walked into his mansion, it was the fact that none of those scary artifacts held places on his walls.

Even as brutal as the man was, he had a healthy amount of art that decorated his walls, making you almost think that you had missed your way into a human’s house.

Not knowing that you had walked right into the cave of a beast and none of whatever that was going to happen, would see the light of day.

Uncle Andrew hadn't said much, especially on the way here. He only kept biting his nails and looking around like he was expecting a sniper to pop out and gun his head down.

And to be honest, I expected the same. For all the right reasons, He was the cause of everything happening at this moment and God, I badly wished he'd get his share of the punishment.

“Selena” he called out to me as we walked into the mansion, he held my hand and used the other to pull a few hairs behind my ear.

In his way, he was trying to be encouraging but I wasn't having it. I never wanted to be here at all. Hell, I'd rather be wallowing in my loss of a boyfriend and an aunt.

Not looking to serve a life term of being submitted to Luca, just to save my uncle's ass.

“I'm really sorry that it got to this. I never wanted it. I only want—”

I put my hand out to him. “Save it, uncle. It wouldn't have gotten to this if you had just done as you were told. Martina and Ras wouldn't have lost their mother and I wouldn't be sacrificing my whole life for yours.”

I swallowed hard, trying to drown the tears that were beginning to swell up in my eyes. “I'm not doing this for you.” I reminded him. “I'm doing this for the kids. I love them too much to abandon them like you did and I won't let anything happen to them.”

“Well, that's a beautiful thing to say.” My body jolted to Luca's voice behind me.

Like the actual devil he was, Luca stood at the top of the stairs staring down at us like we were his minions. A part of his shirt was stained with blood. He had killed someone and nothing gave me more chills than that.

“Selena” he sang as he scaled the stairs excitedly. The devilish look on his face that could be easily mistaken for happiness, not when I knew who was standing before me.

“You came”

I ogled him. “You left us no choice. You are using the kids as a means to get me here, that's a very brilliant move, Luca.”

Unless Andrew held my arm back. “Please don't get him angry, we didn't come this far for him to slaughter us again.” He whispered in between gritted teeth, I shook his hold off me.

It was his fault that we got here in the first place so he had no right telling me what to do.

“Listen to your Uncle, Selena. You might never see him again.” Luca grinned, taking a glass from the mini bar in the large living room and poured himself a drink.

I glanced at Uncle Andrew, wondering what Luca meant by that.

“You're not going to get an answer to that by looking at him. Here, have a glass” he gave Andrew a glass who with shaky hands, had to accept it. But when it was my turn, I bluntly refused.

Luca laughed hysterically. “And why?”

“Because I don't want to. I would never take anything from the Devil himself even if it was meant to save my life.” I spat, throwing my face to the side.

Uncle Andrew was already giving me pleading looks like he feared that Luca would suddenly turn a gun on our heads but I wasn't moved at all. I had been running from him for years, it was high time that I faced him.

Luca circled me like a predator aiming at its prey. His movements were diabolical but I pinched myself to the floor, forcing myself to stare back at him with the same energy.

“You really are tough, Selena. Not that I didn't expect it but that night all those years back, you were bent on letting me break you.”

My eyes darted from his to uncle Andrew's. He was already trying to figure out what was going and I stood there wishing that Luca would shut his watery hole up.

He looked over to Andrew. “You know, your niece here was mine for a while and then she vanished. Just like that, puff. And I searched for her but she didn't want to be found, not until now. She's standing pretty in my house, waiting to be torn open again, by me.” He let out a laugh that shook me to the bones.

Uncle Andrew's looks changed to something else. It was dark and as I tried to find out what it was, I couldn't. He masked it so well. But his next choice of words set me off completely.

“Why don't we bring her in to satisfy you?”

“What?!” I let out like it was a reflex. Was he really trying to give me away to Luca? For what?

I begged. “Uncle, what are you doing? Whatever this is, stop it immediately!” But Luca was already picking interests.

“I'm listening, Andrew.”

Uncle Andrew gave me one last sympathetic look and in the next second, greed replaced it.

“In exchange for my freedom and that of my kids, I'll give Selena to you, to let her serve you as a partner in bed or someone to satisfy you whenever you want. Whatever you want to do with her.”

I couldn't believe my ears. Uncle Andrew really was selling me off to Luca to save himself. That selfish, greedy bastard.

How could he do this to me? To the kids? Who was going to take care of them? I couldn't leave them in the hands of their chameleon father. That man could sell them off too.

Luca was already smiling at this. His face was filled with satisfaction, he was loving it.

He gulped his drink and stood up straight and made his way to a chair in the living room where he sat to take a full view of me.

“That's not even a bad idea, Andrew. I mean, Selena is a prize, my fucking prize and giving her to me is the best decision you've ever made.”

He nodded, bowing his head sharply. “Yes! I knew it would please you, I knew it.”

Luca's grin grew even darker. “Yes, Andrew. It pleases me.”

And the next minute, a bullet flew into Uncle Andrew's head, striking him to the floor instantly. Blood gushed from the back of his head to the marble floor.

I covered my mouth in shock. Uncle Andrew was dead.

“Bastard. Selling you off like he did to his wife, what a shame. The kids will be left as orphans.” He blew puff to the muzzle of his gun.

“Is that why you killed him? Do you just go around killing people like animals?!” I snapped, running my fingers roughly through my hair.

What will happen to Martina and Ras? God, we had come here to save them and now, they were left with no one to care for them.

Luca stared at me with this sadistic look on his face. I wished I could wrap my finger around his neck and squeeze the life out of him.

“He deserved it. You didn't actually think I was going to let him out of here alive, no darling. He had it coming and so do you.” He snapped his fingers and a tattooed man came out of a room behind him with papers.

He pointed at the papers. “Sign them and your niece and nephew will be taken under my wings. Don't sign them and I'll kill them too.”

It was my turn to smirk. “Are you threatening me?”

“Threat?” He laughed “Mi amor, I'm trying to create a balance for both of us here. You want to save them, my revenge on the Valencias isn't complete yet but I'm willing to let it all slide if you sign that or else, I'll order a total wipeout of your favorite kids and I know you don't want that.”

I glanced at Uncle Andrew's dead body, he chose his fate. And I was left with a choice. It was either the kids or me and I wouldn't let anyone or anything harm them.

“Fine. But you must grant me a weekly visit with them.”

Luca raised his hands up in surrender. “Granted.”

A pen was given to me and with my heart beating out of its ribcage, I signed the papers. Signing those papers was going to be one of the biggest mistakes of my life yet.

Luca turned to the man in the room. “Now, leave us.” And just as he came, he disappeared too. Then Luca stood to his feet and prowled towards me. My heart was beating fast.

“Strip and get on your knees.”

I gasped. “What?”

Luca scoffed darkly. “You heard me. Strip and get on your knees, slave. You're here to satisfy me.”

Like a harlot, I stripped. Leaving myself in nothing but a thong and a lace bra as I knelt in front of him.

I watched in horror as he pulled out his belt, letting it fall to the ground. My throat went dry instantly. I knew I was in for one of the worst nights of my life.

“Take it!”

With shaking hands, I pulled down his pants and took out his cock and holy God, it was just as I had remembered.

Enormous, veiny and irresistible.

“Fuck!” I moaned when I touched it. I could feel him smiling as he grabbed a handful of my hair.

“Now, suck it like a good slave.” And so I did. I took him into my mouth and sucked on his cap, taking him slowly before letting him slide down my throat.

He groaned so hard. “God, you're still as good as you were all those years. Fuck! I'm going to have so much fun with you, slave.”

So am I.