Sophia

He dragged me inside the house and almost threw me in the living room, holding me by my arm just before I fell. Caprice came running to my side "Soph" she hugged me tightly and I did too. I was so scared I wanted her to take me away from here somewhere, anywhere. "Where were you? I was so worried" she said breaking the hug.

"I would like you all to meet my wife and the Donna of the Mafia Famiglia : Mrs. Sophia Caprio" Don told them before I could have gathered any words to reply her. Caprice's eyes went wide and her hands flew to her mouth in shock. Ricardo almost spilled his drink "Have you lost your mind brother? You can not do it. You are the Don being your wife means to be the Donna, to be someone whose stature is though not as high as yours but close enough, do you think a whore should be given that position?" Ricardo's use of words were like a dagger to my soul. whore I am tried of being called as a whore. But he is not wrong I don't want to be some Donna, hell I don't even know what Donna is. "I am not asking for your opinion I am informing you." He said in a stern tone to his brother. "But Brother you can't just-just go..." before he could complete his sentence Don held his collar "I do what I want and no one tells me what I should do, Don't ever forget that" his tone was angry. He left his collar with a jerk and dragged me by arms to our room.

I stood closer to the door and he walked towards the bed. I was so scared to move. My legs were trembling, I was even more scared than the day I came here for the first time. "You are planning to stand by door whole night? You think you can run again standing closer to the door?" He said in his ever present angry tone as he kept his gun on the bedside chest, he threw his shirt on the floor and took off his belt. I shook my head in a "No", God only knows how much I am regretting running right now, or maybe stopping at that tree. "Come here" he called me and I moved towards him with shivering feet. His eyes were giving me sheer anger. He was so intimidating right now, and he is crushing me.

"Kneel" I looked at him with wide eyes, but his look shut me up before I could muster the courage to say anything. "Are you deaf? I said On Your Knees. NOW!" His command warn me to obey him before he loses his temper even more. I bend on my knees in front of him. "I told you you defy me once and I will make you regret the day you were born. Do you remember everything I told you the first night?" he asked while looking down at me?" "Y-yes D-don"

"Open your hands and hold them out" Not wanting to anger him more, if that is even possible I held them out. "Say what I told you that night". He commanded.

"Y-you o-own me and I am to ob-obey you and n-never d-de-defy y-you" I said with trembling voice. I am not sure if my hands were shaking more or my voice. I shrill scream escape as I let out a cry. His belt connected with my palms shooting a sudden pain through my hands.

"Continue" he ordered. " T-To no-not dis-di-disrespect y-you" another lash came down and I let out another cry. I tried hard not to drop or rub my palms. My tears were flowing uncontrollably

"T-To n-never" I was more than scared to even complete this one "Say it " he growled. "T-to n-never-never-r-run fro-from y-you" My hands fell down, I don't know how I survived that blow without fainting. I put them up again for him to continue and he gave me a light appreciating look but his anger was too much to care right now.

"T-to n-never lie to y-you" the leather send the piercing pain for the forth time.

"To wear e-either something y-you have worn f-for the day when getting ready for bed or sleep nude" I waited for the blow with closed eyes but it never came. Maybe this is the only rule I never broke, not even when he wasn't around.

"Was that all" he said in his angry voice and I continued "T-to n-not l-let any o-other m-man t-touch me" He hit my palm again with his belt. That one gap had really thrown me off guard. It hurt too much.

"Count" he said as he lashed me again "O-one " I said in a breaking voice. "T-two" I kept counting and he kept hitting me. "E-eight". I was crying loud, and begging him to stop but he kept on. Every lash was harder than the previous one "Tw-twelve. P-please Stop" But he continued. "E-Eighte-en. Please-" I lost my balance and my hands fell down. I hold his feet and my head was on his knees "P-please stop Da-Damon I-I ca-can't take anymore. P-please. It-it hurts a lot" he threw the belt, bend down and cupped my cheek I looked at him with tear filled eyes "Does it, Doll? How much amore? More than coming home to find you gone, again. So much for not wanting me dead , huh" Was that hurt I noticed in his eyes. He heard me praying for him to be not dead, to not leave me. I left him, did I break his heart? He was hurt not angry and I saw it, even though only for a second but I saw the difference in his eyes but his anger masked it again.

He stood me up and said as he wrapped the strap of my dress in his finger "Now Doll, how about we get you out of this muddy dress and complete our marriage, huh Wife". "D-Damon P-please" I said in a hoarse voice. "Shh" he place his hands on my mouth "You have spoken enough for the day, now its time for you to scream my name amore" his lips replace his hand and he dragged me behind make me fall on the bed.

As he laid me down he broke the kiss and tore off my clothes and his pants and boxers. He gave me such a smoldering look that my protest died before it could begun. He move towards me, crawling atop the bed. He reaches out and hold my hair in his fist as he pulled my head back and kissed my neck "P-please D-don" I whispered, I am not sure if I can take him anymore for the day. My hands were all swollen and red and they were paining bad. "L-let go D-don P-please" I wanted him to end it now. He reached to my ears and whispered "I am going to fuck you so hard Wife."

He put his index finger in my bottom lip and trailed it down to my throat, between my breasts and circled a nipple twisting it a bit. He continued moving his hand downwards I held my breath as he reached down to my pelvis and then stopped over my clit. He cupped me down there and then I felt a swat as he hit me there with his palm. My eyes went wide it felt like air charged with electricity. He started drawing circles on my clit and then flicked his wrist as he plunged his two fingers in me. I let out a squeal, as his fingers drove into me I saw white light. I was dizzy with arousal, what the fuck is wrong with me? This was the man who has just hurt me. He married me to only punish me for God's sake how can I feel any pleasure from him. Feeling my arousal against his fingers he smirked and kissed me hard. His kiss was rough, possessive he wanted to punish me with it and he was. He was declaring his ownership on me.. He hit me again down there. The slap was harsher than the last one. I screamed between our kiss. In a split second his cock replaced his hand and he pushed hard in me and said "This?" he reached between us and rubbed my clit, "Mine", he kissed behind my earlobe and grabbed a nipple, he squeezed it hard and I whimpered. "And this is Mine", he said into my ear sucking on the lobe while tweaking the nipple. Then he wedged that hand under my bottom and deliver a hard swat on my ass. He squeezed my butt "your ass...so Mine". I was breathing so fast and he started to pick up his rhythm and pushed hard and deep into me. Then his hand reached my throat and his grip tightens around it as he said "Remember that Doll, you are my Doll and you will always be my Doll. You do what I want. I told you I will never give you freedom from me and I want you always remember that Sophia, till death do us apart Wife" he taunted me. I nodded a bit he gave me his smirk that always says that he won. that monster. "And if I want you to cry while I fuck you, what will you do?" He said in a deadly voice while he bit me on the crook of my neck. "What will you fucking do?" he snaps and tightens his grip more around my throat. "I-I'll c-cry. I whimpered "That's my girl" he said placing a soft kiss. Soon that soft kiss turned harsh. He broke the kiss when he drew the blood from my lower lips and said "Now Cry, because I want your tears Doll. Cry".

I am crying. Begging him to stop. To let go. But he won't, he won't stop. He was on top of me plunging in and out of me relentlessly. His hand is around my throat every ten seconds before he let go long enough for me to suck in a breath and release it in a scream. He leans towards me capturing my breast in his mouth, his tongue swirls and lick and just when I get comfortable he bites me down hard enough for me to scream. He as punishing me and I endured his punishment. Punishment he gave me for leaving him by marking my soul.

He wrapped my arms and legs around him as he continued burying himself deep inside me. He kissed my cheeks and licked the continuously flowing tears. Then he gave me kiss less rough but more sensual, sensation overflowed me and I moaned his name hard as the shudder wave its way through my every cell. I let the sensations take over. He started to plunge harder and faster and then he had my head in his grasp and he was kissing me and pulling my hair a little and then grunted my name as he came into me. "Sophia! Fuck! you are so mine and you are made for me Doll!" he said as we laid down I was still trembling and he trailed kisses from my lips to my chin and downwards till his mouth landed down there, He kissed me there gently on my clit and nuzzled in and he got up from the bed.

He came back with a tube in his hand. He took my palms in his hand and applied a cream on them. It felt cool and soothing, he rubbed it softly as I flinched a bit. He blow lightly on them and kissed them and I cannot tear my eyes off him. He kept the tube back in chest drawers at his side and kissed my cheeks licking away the tears. He pulled me against him tighter into his embrace and wrapped his arms around me.

I actually sunk into his warmth. I closed my eyes to get away from the intense emotions I am feeling. I was coming undone. He kept stoking my hair kissing me lightly on the forehead and my lips and drifting me to sleep.