You Need Some Punishment, Baby **

WARNING!!

This chapter contains an explicit sex scene. Please read at your own discretion.

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Dante moved his hips wildly. The tempo is so fast and accompanied by a firm thrust. His finger rubbed Scarlett's clit, while his lips licked and sucked Scarlett's nipple.

"Uhhh … ohhh …."

Scarlett's whole body trembled from receiving the intense stimulation. Dante's manhood brought immense pleasure to her body, making Scarlett no longer care about the rain and thunder still striking outside.

Scarlett's mind suddenly went blank. She couldn't think of anything other than the pleasure Dante gave her.

"Dante, I wanna cum," said Scarlett.

Dante, "Not yet, Baby. You can't have an orgasm before I let you come."

Dante moved faster, causing Scarlett to be frustrated. Her orgasm was on the verge, but Dante didn't give her permission yet.

If Scarlett didn't obey Dante's words, she was sure Dante would sever their penetration and frustrate Scarlett even more.

"Dante, please, please, let me cum."

"Hold on a second, Scarlett. If you release your orgasm now, I'll spank your ass twenty times."

Scarlett widened her eyes and burst out, "If you dare do that, then I'll break your finger—"

"Ahhh!"

Dante thrust his hips so hard that his manhood entered deeper into Scarlett's core.

Dante's actions also prevented Scarlett from holding back her release any longer.

Scarlett let out a long moan when Dante continued to touch her pleasure point, causing her vagina to squirt out. Clear liquid spurted out profusely until it wet the bed.

"Scarlett, baby, didn't I tell you not to orgasm until I told you?" Dante showed Scarlett a smile, but the look in his eyes was as dangerous as a hungry lion who wanted to swallow its prey.

"I … I didn't do it on purpose," Scarlett said breathlessly.

Dante's threats did not frighten her in the least. After all, she had already had her pleasure, so Dante was no longer of any use.

"Hmm … I guess you need some punishment."

Scarlett frowned and eyed Dante warily.

It looks like it's time for her to escape from the devil's lair.

Scarlett wanted to kick Dante in the stomach to run away from him, but Dante caught her ankle.

Within seconds, Dante managed to turn Scarlett's body and lifted her hips so Dante could see her butt more clearly.

Slap!

Dante slapped Scarlett's ass so hard that the flesh turned red.

"Ah! You son of a bitch! What are you doing?!" Scarlett rebelled, but Dante tied her hands together using his shirt.

"Scarlett, weren't you the one who expected me to fuck you so hard until you forgot everything?" Dante kneaded Scarlett's buttocks. "Therefore, you may not protest because I only grant your wish"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Dante slapped Scarlett's buttocks repeatedly. Dante's slap printed the red color on her butt, and Scarlett felt her butt start to feel numb.

"It hurts! Stop it!"

"Are you sure it hurts? Your vagina is getting wetter, baby" Dante inserted his fingers into Scarlett's core, which continued to secrete clear liquid.

Satisfied with lowering Scarlett's pride, Dante inserted his manhood into Scarlett's core and started pumping his penis in and out.

His hands also rubbed Scarlett's clitoris, giving two sensations of pleasure that could make Scarlett forget about everything.

Scarlett no longer protested, her lips too busy releasing erotic moans. Dante bent his back, then bit Scarlett's neck and shoulders from behind, creating lots of red marks that stood out against her skin.

From behind, Dante massaged Scarlett's chest while pinching her hard nipples. He constantly stimulated Scarlett's body and made her want to reach the peak again.

"Dante ... Dante, I want to cum again."

Dante moaned lowly. He grabbed Scarlett's hair making her head look up.

"Do it with me."

Dante thrust his manhood deeper into Scarlett's vagina, then shot a large quantity of sperm. Scarlett let out a long moan as the warm sperm filled her womb.

Their union liquid immediately melted when Dante took out his shaft. Scarlett's body instantly collapsed onto the bed because she couldn't hold her weight anymore after having orgasms many times.

Dante also laid down beside Scarlett and hugged her from behind. He bit Scarlett's ear as he whispered, "Did I make you forget what you were afraid of?"

Scarlett caught her breath before replying, "Yeah, you did it."

The slap on her buttocks made a deep impression on her heart. From now on, maybe Scarlett would never forget that slap every time it rained.

For a few moments, neither of them spoke. Perhaps too tired or awkward to talk about Scarlett's life problems.

The storm outside was getting crazier. The wind was blowing hard, and the rain was getting heavier. Even though Dante's room is soundproof, the window panes can vibrate every time lightning strikes.

Scarlett backed off until her back was against Dante's chest, as her eyes caught a flash of lightning.

"You're inside the building. The thunder and rain won't be able to touch you." Dante covered Scarlett's eyes with his hand.

Scarlett whispered, "It's not lightning that I'm afraid of, but images of the past that often haunt my head."

"What do you see?"

Scarlett took a deep breath before replying, "I saw my mother. She looked at me with her dead eyes every time the storm came."

Scarlett's voice was cold, as if she felt nothing when discussing her past. However, Dante was able to feel Scarlett's body starting to tremble.

He held Scarlett's trembling hand and said, "I've heard of your mother."

"What did you hear?"

"She died of illness when you were 12 years old."

Scarlett chuckled when she heard that. "Yes, she was dead. Unfortunately, not because of illness, but suicide."

Dante was shocked. He didn't expect that the Lombardi family could cover up such a big secret for sixteen years.

"My mother hanged herself in her room, and I was the first person who found her body." Scarlett continued, "That day, I could hear thunder and heavy rain rumbling outside."

When Scarlett found Adriana Lombardi—Scarlett's mother—hanging from the ceiling of her room, she didn't give any reaction.

Scarlett didn't cry, nor did she mourn Adriana's death, as if Scarlett could already guess that her mother would die sooner or later.

"She had a mental disorder for a long time. My father said she had schizophrenia and often thought everyone in the Lombardi Familia was a devil."

Scarlett chuckled. "To be honest, she wasn't wrong. Lombardi is a devil, and a weak woman like my mother shouldn't marry a devil my father."

Scarlett didn't cry over Adriana's death. However, she felt her body freeze in front of Adriana's corpse for almost half an hour.

She didn't shed a tear, but her heart felt empty after seeing Adriana's body put in the coffin.

At that moment, Scarlett finally knew that sorrow and sadness filled her heart, but she couldn't express her sorrow into tears.

The grief then piled up in her heart, gradually manifesting into a phobia of thunder and rain.

"When my father found out, I feared the sound of thunder. He always forced me to stand in the rain and would beat me if I covered my ears."

Scarlett sighed. "So, yeah, that's why I really hated the sound of the storm until now. You can laugh at me if you want."

Under normal circumstances, Dante would have laughed at her and made a joke of Scarlett's fear. However, that night, Dante didn't have the energy to insult Scarlett for some reason.

"But your father died long ago. He won't be able to hit you again."

Scarlett finally turned around and looked into Dante's face. "Even though he's dead, he can even force us to get married."

"Dante, I still don't understand why our fathers made this ridiculous marriage contract?"

Instead of answering, Dante hugged Scarlett and let her buried her face in his chest.

"If you can't find the answer, then don't worry about it. Let's sleep and wake up when the storm stops."

Scarlett, "Are you trying to cheer me up?"

"I did a good deed, but you even question it?"

"Gross," Scarlett tuts in annoyance. "I hate affection."

"Your welcome," replied Dante, ignoring Scarlett's words.

When Dante began to close his eyes, Scarlett forced the man to open his eyes wide. "I haven't even calculated what you did before."

"Oh, you mean when I slapped your ass." Dante's hand slipped under the covers and squeezed Scarlett's buttocks. "Your ass is still as soft as ever, so what do you want to make a fuss about?"

Scarlett swatted Dante's hand away and shouted, "You! I want to cut off your finger!"

Dante, "But aren't my fingers still useful to be your little sex toys? If I lose my fingers, how can I satisfy you?"

"Hmm … you're right. Let's keep your fingers for now. However, if you hit my b—"

Slap!

Dante slapped Scarlett's butt once more.

"Dante! Are you seeking for your death?!"