HELENA'S POV
"Starting off with an elegant price of ten thousand dollars, do I hear eleven in the corner" the auction started on my ring and before I could blink my eyes, miss expensive jewelry had her card up.
"Twelve thousand" she called aloud and my mouth fell open, but I didn't have time to gape, I threw my hands up immediately.
"Fifteen thousand" my small voice sounding larger in the quiet room, and I saw miss expensive jewelry throw me a dirty look but I didn't have the time to engage in theatrics with anybody, I had to buy the ring back and Matteo's amused expression in the corner wasn't helping this situation at all.
"Twenty thousand" another feminine voice called out from just behind me, and when I turned to look at her she returned my stare with a blank one.
"Twenty thousand – do I hear twenty five thousand people?" oh this auction host was having the time of his life at my own expense.
"Thirty thousand dollars" miss expensive jewelry hollered again, louder and her tone more precise as if calling a finality to the price, but I didn't care.
"Fifty thousand dollars" I raised my hands up and the blanket of murmur covered the crowd, miss expensive jewelry didn't look so pleased.
"Fifty thousand dollars to the beautiful lady with dazzling eyes, can I get a seventy thousand?"
"Seventy five thousand" someone else far away from where I stood hollered out and a slight curse escaped my lips.
"Eighty thousand" someone else also called out and it felt like a losing game, but I was determined to bet higher for a hundred thousand dollars when a familiar voice called.
"One million dollars" and immediately, a stunned silence fell over the room and even the auction host was too stunned to speak that his mouth remained widened for a few seconds.
"One million dollars, who's topping that?" but the crowd remained silent "One million dollars – going – going and sold to the handsome man. Congratulations"
My heart began to speed up again when I heard his voice and I knew I wouldn't be able to contain the heat of his stare when I turned around but I did anyways and I was right. Dante had his eyes fixed on me, his mouth forming a scowl that refined his dangerous features but just then he pulled his eyes away from me and walked away. Immediately, I pushed through the crowd and went after him unto the empty hallway.
"You didn't have to do that, I had it under control" I called after him and he stopped in his tracks, then slowly he turned to face and his eyes went to my finger.
"Where's your ring?"
You just bought it for a million dollars, I was going to say but I held my tongue.
"I lost it and I don't know how. I had it under control at the auction, I would have bought it back regardless off the price"
"No you wouldn't have, it was sickening hearing those prices – that ring cost twice as much and now you've made me buy it twice"
"Me?" I felt a sudden anger envelope me "Your bloody cousin stole my ring and decided the best option was to auction it"
Dante didn't move at my words, there was a coolness in his gaze that I didn't expect and his next words shocked me.
"You lost a ring worth millions Helena, you need to be punished don't you think?" he stepped closer to me, and the closer he got, the more I lost my self in his scent. I looked up at him through the hood of my eyes, and I was faltering. The air was hot, there was no liquor in my system but I could feel my head swimming in the intensity of his gaze.
"Say it, that you need to be punished" the command came in strong, hypnotizing me .
"I need to be punished" my voice came out so timid and I heard a low rumble emanate from Dante's throat.
"Good girl"
Then he grabbed my arms and pulled me with him, and I followed him blindly, struggling to keep up with his large strides and not even having it in me to argue with him, not with the intense urge to satisfy my curiosity.
Dante led me to the female bathroom, but checking it first to make sure there was no one inside and then he locked the door. I looked around the restroom, anticipating his next move while my eyes inspected the tile slab that held the sink against the large oval mirror plastered on the wall and Dante pushed me against the slab and rumbled in my ears.
"Say it"
"I need to be punished"
"For what" his voice was low and sounded dangerous, but intoxicating in a way that I couldn't resist.
"I lost my ring"
"Good girl" those words were like a soothing balm to my troubled soul and just then I felt him hike my dress up to my waist and bare butt on display for him to do as he pleased.
I felt hot all over, my skin instantly burning up and when the first spank came in, a soft whimper escaped my lips suddenly feeling the rawness on my butt. I could see Dante's face through the mirror and it was clouded with lust and dark desires festering in his eyes. One hand held my waist firmly and holding me in place, he had his other hand raised and ready to strike again.
"You've been a bad girl Helena and I have to punish you – you have to understand that" his hand came down on my butt, sharp and with a piercing sting that I cried out but not in pain, a thick feeling brewing in my stomach.
I could feel a slight bulge in Dante's pants from where he leaned against me as I was bent over the slab and it only heightened my desire and I couldn't think of anything else. I was expecting the next spank but instead, I felt his hands caress my butt and slowly his fingers inched towards the heat behind my legs from behind and I stiffened, a hot feeling exploding throughout my body. He slipped a finger inside and pulled it out and I tensed.
"Playful" he voice came low in my ears, thick and full of lust
"What?"
"If you want me to stop, just say the word"
But I shook my head because in all truthfulness, I didn't want him to stop. I wasn't thinking anymore, except the feel of his hands on my skin.
He slipped his fingers back inside me, one at a time, in and out and my lips quivered from the deliciousness of his touch, he slipped his second finger in, the same time the third spank landed on my butt, mixing pain and pleasure in the most intoxicating way that I nearly ran mad from the feeling.
His thrusting of his fingers grew faster and curving upward to hit the spot that sent me over the rails, I could barely contain myself and I was buckling from the intensity of it all but Dante held me in place.
"I'm close" I whispered, the explosion of pleasure was near but just as I was about to feel it, Dante pulled his hands out, leaving me high and dry just at the edge of the cliff that he had placed me on.
I felt hot, frustration brewing in my chest from his withdrawal and when I looked at him through the mirror, I found his stare already waiting for mine and a slow smile pulled at the corner of his lips and he said.
"That's your punishment, principessa+