Doc lets out a guttural moan. “You’re gonna stay here at Velvet House with us. No chance of getting out now. You’ve got Morelli’s rubies around your neck and my cock between your tits, and you can’t lie for shit. We’re not sending you to Italy so Eli’s cousin can find out we gave him damaged goods. Look at me.”

He smiles, the same cold smirk he offered as I made my way up the aisle a million years ago.

“No one wants a wife who’s been servicing four criminals. So you’ll stay here, cooking and cleaning for us. And we’ll let you be a virgin, because who gives a fuck? There’s plenty of pussy around.”

The words slice through me, more painful than his blade. The thought of him sleeping with another girl, any of them sleeping with another girl, is awful.

“You’ll suck me off whenever I want it though. While all your idiot friends are getting married and having kids, you’ll be here at Velvet House with your collar on, blowing me.” He runs a finger across Eli’s necklace, pulling it tight as he pumps between my breasts. “And you’ll stay here until I’m fucking done with you.”

As I suck him, I know this is the price of denying him my virginity. He has to humiliate me. To be the winner. It didn’t have to be like this. Doc came into the room smiling and kissing me. But I made my choice. I wanted to stay a virgin. And as Doc grunts and pulls it out of my mouth, I think of my first night at Velvet House. Eli saying I’ve never made any real choices. I made a choice tonight and it led me here.

Doc comes, the spray thick across my breasts. He rubs his palm through it, wiping cum all over me. His smile is hard as nails. “What if Zia Teresa could see you now, huh?”

It’s so cruel, the air rushes from my lungs. I press a hand to my lips and wait for someone to make him apologize.

“Clean her up and get out of the way,” Eli demands.

Doc doesn’t move. “Not yet.”

He clucks his tongue. “What do you—”

Doc falls to his knees beside the bed. He clasps my hips and pulls me to the edge before settling between my legs. “Don’t move or you’ll get cum all over Morelli’s sheets like the dirty whore you are.”

Then he licks me. The same tongue that said such ugly, unkind words laps so sweetly, my body convulses. I want to hate it, to scream in protest, but my body is tight with longing, orgasm only a breath away. I curl my toes and brace for the end when something hard presses into me. I sit up, my stomach muscles clenching. “What’s that?”

Doc ignores me and keeps licking my clit, pumping whatever’s between my legs in and out. Pleasure surges through me and I collapse onto the mattress.