Layla's POV
"I've picked number one, but I'd want to have something to eat first. I'm famished." Even though I was doing my hardest to put off getting spanked, I pouted and pursed my lips to show that I wasn't lying.
"I was expecting we could have had a really exciting day today, so that's quite disappointing." I turned my gaze away from him because I had a sneaking suspicion that his words were intended to tease my body, which they certainly did. However, now I'm wondering what might have happened if I had chosen rule number two.
I watched as Dimitri intensely scrutinized me and then decided to untie the bindings that were holding my hands and legs together. I rolled out of bed while whimpering and massaged the areas that were slightly uncomfortable due to the tie.
I was led outside the room, down a few stairs, and into the kitchen by Dimitri, who was holding onto my arm. I was abruptly hoisted up and seated on a stool like a damn child.
"I'm not a child, you understand!" I blew a puff of air and folded my hands because I was sick of him yanking me up and down.
He asked, "What would you like to eat?" While ignoring me. I thought for a moment and put my hand beneath my chin.
"Waffles, bagels, two sunny side up eggs, buttered french toast, hash brownies, yoghurt, bacon, and sliced fruits like pineapple, banana, papaya, apples, and grapes, I especially want the grapes to be finely sliced, those are precisely what I'm craving for breakfast. Oh and I want freshly squeezed orange juice, too." I demanded, counting my fingers as I spoke.
He ought to stay in the kitchen as a result. I had a good feeling he was going to set the place on fire, and I was going to be there to witness it. They had maids for that reason, and all I prayed for was to be able to leave before everything came tumbling down.
After giving me a suspicious glance, Dimitri put on an apron and started making the food I had requested. To my absolute horror, nothing was on fire.
I got off the stool and made the decision that if he wasn't going to burn this building down, I was going to assist him do it covertly so that I could quickly slip away and escape.
"Do you need help?" I questioned.
"Sit down and stay still." I was caught off guard when he gestured in the direction of the stool, preventing me from doing anything improper.
I frowned at him before resuming my chair with a brisk step. To witness a man of that stature eager to prepare my breakfast just so he could spank me was very astonishing.
What a complete fool I was as I sat on the chair and silently admired him. He didn't quite fit in with the man wearing an apron because of his rippling muscles, which were tanned, and his frightening tattoos, which stretched all the way up to his neck.
When I glanced back, I noticed that every other man in the area had either immediately averted their eyes or were awkwardly standing and looking clumsy, which verified my suspicion that he wasn't someone who was used to navigating his way around the kitchen.
"God, oh God." When I turned around, Gabriel was gazing in awe at the image in front of him.
"How were you able to accomplish this?" He sat down next to me on the stool and whispered to me.
I shook my head before saying, "He needed to be taught a lesson." I pointed on my palms to emphasize that I did do something bad to get him in the kitchen.
"Since his lover passed away, he has never cooked for a woman, so whatever you're doing, keep it up," Gabriel murmured while lightly chuckling at the end." The awful news shocked me, and I gasped.
He had a girlfriend? That ultimately died? How interesting and sad.
"But how did his girlfriend manage to pass away?" I squinted my eyes at him in deep interest.
"Gabriel, what is it that you need?" He was about to say anything when Dimitri interrupted him; it is obvious that he was listening to our conversation.
How impolite. He should know better than to listen in on other people's discussions, right?
"There are a few items that we might need your oversight on." Gabriel responded.
"I will be with you in an hour or two, you may leave." Dimitri responded without even bothering to turn around and glance his way.
The moment Gabriel left I resorted to once again admiring the man who stood cooking, I watched as he carefully sliced the fruits that I requested for me.
I heard gasps before glasses being shattered and I immediately spun around to see a few maid standing with open mouth while staring back and forth between Dimitri and I. The the plates were broken and scattered everywhere on the ground. Immediately got up to help.
"Raine have a seat." Dimitri cautioned looking at my feet that were barefooted, I mentally face-palmed myself for being careless.
"Have this mess cleaned up immediately." He strictly spoke to the maids quite harshly, I've never heard him spoke that harshly before.
I watched as the maids scurried to quickly clean up the mess but nevertheless from time to time they'd continue to gawk at Dimitri proving to me that he was never in the kitchen before from his girlfriend was still alive that is.
Everything was then laid out on the counter for me to eat, everything except my bagels. I was about to speak until I was glared at and I decided to shut my mouth instead.
"Thank you." I murmured before happily digging into my food that didn't taste bad after all. It tasted pleasantly nice.
Dimitri sat before me watching my every move. I offered him some of my food to which he disregarded making me roll my eyes at him.
"Who taught you how to cook?" I tried to cox up a conversation between me and him since the atmosphere was a little awkward.
"Your spanking is inevitable no matter how hard you try to delay it baby girl." I involuntary stiffened hearing his other nickname for me.
I glared at him after he picked up that I was trying to delay my spankings.
"Why are you so desperate to spank me anyway? Don't you have some sort of mafia business to attend to?" I pouted while eating my pineapple.
I leaned backwards as Dimitri leaned forward, "From the moment you got here you've been a very naughty girl Rena. Why not exercise some well needed judgement. After all you do deserve it, maybe it'll teach you to be a good girl." He spoke.
Tingles ran up my spine just thinking about being spanked by a succulent man by him even though it was wrong.
I snickered, "Those days of being a good girl are far over and with one being kidnapped I'm sure remaining calm is out of the picture, unless you've kidnapped other females before and there a lot calmer than I am. Being a rebel is what I'm known to do so good luck with getting me to change. You surely have not seen anything rebellious about me yet." I poked my mouth with delicious food.
"I'm sure there's nothing a few good spanking every morning can't fix." I glared at him as he smirked.
"Although I'm curious as to why your rebellious?" He asked folding his muscles together.
"Try having a viciously evil stepmother who hates your guts and a neglectful father who wants nothing to do with you." I recalled my life in a simpler form for him.
"You're a needy girl who longs to experience affection, I gather." Dimitri summoned while intently staring at me as if trying to read an open book.
I looked at him with a sour expression, "Don't try to pretend you know anything about me just by analysing my few words Dimitri." I searched his face but he gave away nothing short of an emotion.
"What about you?" I questioned biting into my food and hoping he'd answer me but not surprisingly he just sat there staring at me without an answer.
"Good, I'm glad that you're now properly fed." He spoke taking away my plates that I hadn't even recognize were basically empty.
"But-" Before I could say a thing I was once again lifted from my seat and thrown over his shoulder and he once again had the audacity to slap my ass.
"Hey! My food hasn't digested yet, don't think I won't throw up on you Dimitri." I pounded on his back watching from upside down as the onlookers gawked at us both.
My constant bantering were ignored as Dimitri went up the stairs and into his room, throwing me onto the bed. I tried to get up and run when I felt him grabbed a hold of my feet pulling me back.
I tried kicking him but he was too strong as he flipped me over and held me in place while tying me down.
I was turned on my stomach and my feet's and hand were once again tied. I tried getting out of it but once again failed. This time the he made sure to give me room to extend my hands and feet's.
I was only wearing a bra and a panty with a baggy shirt which extended down to my thighs. I was getting anxious as time went by and I was unable to see him.
I got up on all fours and dipped my head to look underneath to find Dimitri standing behind me.
"Good girl." He cooed at me and I realized this position was exactly what he wanted me in all along.
"Now here are the rules. One, your going to count everytime I spank you on the bum and whenever you fail to call the number, I will continually spank you until you do. Two, you will not be loud or I will make it even harder for you and three, you are to obey me at all times. Do I make myself clear little one?" He spoke.
"Yes." I murmured out feeling a little anxious.
"Good girl." He smirked hoisting my skirt up to my stomach and revealing my ass to him.