Disorganized Minds

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Crazy Bitch

The next day Adele sat on the bed in hers and Luca’s room waiting for him to come from his closet.

She tried to talk to him the night before and this morning about how Erik got shot.

Last night he shut her up by eating her out then fucking her to sleep. This morning in the shower, he made her get on her knees fucking her mouth then fucking her up against the shower wall.

He couldn’t shut her up every time she asked, and he was going to telling her today, or they were going to have some problems.

He walked out of the closet, looking at her with his eyebrow raised, putting on his shirt, then he looked around like he was missing something or didn’t understand what was going on.

Adele sat there with her legs and arms crossed, giving him the same look as he was giving her like she said she wanted an answer, and he was giving them to her.

“Leave it alone, Adele.”

“FUCK NO LUCA! YOU’RE GOING TO FUCKING TELL ME WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL WAS YOU ALL DOING TO GET ERIK SHOT YESTERDAY TELL ME NOW!”

She was pissed. All the talk about her being the Donna, his Queen, and he would never hide anything from her was all bullshit at this moment.

Erik could have died, and they want to be all fucking secretive and shit.

“Lower you fucking voice, talk to me like you got some fucking sense. I said leave it afuckinglone, so leave it.”

Without thinking, she picked up the lamp on the side of the bed, hurling at Luca back, making contact.

He spun around quickly, striding over to her pissed beyond pissed her was furious.

“THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU ADELE; I SHOULD BEAT THE SHIT OUT YOUR ASS! DON’T YOU EVER DO SOME SHIT LIKE THAT AGAIN AND WHEN I FUCKING TELL YOU TO LEAVE SHIT ALONE! LEAVE AT AFUCKLONE FUCKING SHIT YOU ACTING LIKE A CRAZY ASS BITCH!”

“OH, I’M A BITCH! I’M A BITCH NOW I’M GOING TO SHOW YOU A FUCKING BITCH MOTHERFUCKER!”

Adele started throwing shit at Luca any and everything she could put her hands on.

She threw it at him. She did give a damn at that moment. She was too pissed to care.

Luca said nothing just stood there, blocking everything she threw, waiting for her to finish.

She knew what he was doing. So nicely made her way over to the door as she continued to throw shit in his direction as she cursed him out.

“YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKER! I DON’T KNOW WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE CALLING ME A FUCKING BITCH! I AM YOUR FUCKING WIFE, AND I WILL TREATED AS THAT BUT IF YOU WANT THE BITCH THAT IN ME! YOU WILL GET THAT BITCH! TRY ME, ASSHOLE! FUCKING TRY ME!” Adele screamed, still throwing the shit that was in her arms

Once she threw the last thing in her hand, she tried to open the door, but Luca was there quick at lighting. She didn’t even see him move.

He backed her against the door with both hands on either side of her head, staring directly in her face with their noses touching.

His face was red with anger. He also was bleeding from the things that broke on him as they hit him.

“You bets to calm the fuck down, or you’re not going to like the outcome Adele...this shit here (pointing at the room) better not even happen again curse me out all you fucking want but don’t ever do that shit again. Yeah, I call you a crazy-ass bitch because you’re acting like one...now clean up this fuck shit,” Luca said dangerously low

He steps back, moving his hands. Adele didn’t know what came over her. It could have been the fact he instructed her to clean the room like a child or the fact he called her a bitch still. She pushed him back, punching him straight in the mouth.

Luca’s reaction was what she expected. He backhanded the shit out of her, realize what he had done moved her out the way, trying to walk out the room.

Adele grabbed him by his hair knocking his head up against the door, then punching him again in the side, kneeing him in the back of the leg, bringing him down to his knees.

She went to punch his in the face, but he stopped it grabbing her wrist then her throat coming up off the floor, lifting her with him.

“GOT DAMNIT DELE! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? ARE YOU ON YOUR PERIOD ALL OF A SUDDEN OR SOMETHING? CALM THE FUCK DOWN!” Luca scream, releasing her

Soon as he did, he grabbed her hands like he knew she was going to try to hit him again, so she kicked him in his shin.

As she tried to kick him in the balls, but he blocked it, he then held her wrist with one hand taking off the belt with the other.

“What the fuck are you doing? If you hit me with that fucking belt, Luca, I swear to fucking....AHHH!”

He was fucking whooping her like she was a damn child. Today had to be the day Adele wore a dress.

Luca attacked her legs with the belt dragging her over to the bed as he sat, throwing her across his leg, hiking up her dress, ripping off her underwear.

Adele wiggled, trying to get out of Luca’s grip, but it was no use. He had a good firm grip on her waist. He brought the belt down on her ass fast and hard, making her scream loud out in pain.

“I told you to leave the shit alone, Adele, no, you couldn’t do that. You just had to flip the fuck out. Going fucking crazy after two fucking years now, you what to try to bring that side out of me again. What the fuck you thought was going to happen? When you punch me in the fucking face, huh?”

She bit him think it would help. It only made him hit her harder and faster, making her scream louder what for she did know it wasn’t like anyone could hear her anyway.

“I bet you next time you will listen, want you?” He said

Adele didn’t answer. She focused on the pain, trying to ignore it, but the smack was his hand that hurt worse than the belt. How? She asked herself

“FUCKING ANSWER ME!” Luca yelled, smacking her ass again

Still no response, she wasn’t saying shit, plus for some odd reason, she was enjoying it.

She was waiting for him to stop and she was going to beat the shit out of his ass again that is when she heard the door open she was so relieved as she looked over to see Axel standing at the door.

“AXEL HELP ME!” Adele screamed

He looked around the room then back at Luca how delivered another smack to her ass. Axel opened his mouth then close it.

“You know what I don’t want to know,” Axel said, walked back out.

“Answer me, Adele,”

“Yes, Daddy, I will listen.”

“Dele, this isn’t a fucking game.”

He stopped lifting her, laying her on the bed, going into the bathroom. She wanted to follow to beat his ass, but ass was hurt too fucking bad to move.

Luca returned from the bathroom with lotion or something, climbing on the bed, straddling her legs, then rubbing the lotion on her ass, giving her back a kiss.

“Adele, I know you’re mad, Liebe, but this was the right way to go about it. It was like you wanted me to beat your ass. Erik’s business is his business to tell. He wasn’t doing anything wrong, so please let him tell Emma what happened first, and if she tells you, you will know. I said to leave it alone next time. Just do that. You have to trust me. No, I’m not saying sorry for calling you a crazy bitch because you are one crazy as fucking bitch acting like that. Like I’m the crazy motherfucker you called me and fuck, I think I need stitching on the side of my damn head, and you got a hell of a hit,” Luca said, now massaging her ass cheeks.

“I was pissed thinking you lied to me. I don’t know why. I guess it was just the fact of Erik getting shot, Luca we lost him three fucking times on that table. If it weren’t for Kane and Irene not giving up like Mary and me, we would be having another funeral weeks after Heidi’s. I overreacted. I admit that, but I’m not sorry.”

Luca laid on top of her kissing the back of her neck, his pants rubbing her ass. It hurt like hell. She wanted to move, but the thought of it hurt.

“LUCA, GET OFF OF ME!”

“NO! You know this is the first time I heard you said that you weren’t sorry,” Luca said, kissing the side of face down her neck.

This man was really happy because she said she wasn’t sorry for her action or apologizing for what happened he was unbelievable.

“I Love You, and I know your ass hurt, but you’re still cleaning this room, consider herself on punishment. You can’t leave this room for the whole day, and I will get one of the maids to bring you a broom and dustpan. No television, no phone or tablet, no nothing that is your punishment,” Luca said, smacking her ass again, making her hiss.

“LUCA, YOU CAN’T BE FUCKING SERIOUS! MY BABIES”

“As a heart attack and your babies will be fine, they have daddy,” Luca said, laughing.

He took her phone off the nightstand along with her tablet and remotes. He also unplugged the TV, which Adele thought was cracked, something that he would have fit about later.

He texted someone on his phone, then a few moments later, a soft was at the door.

One of the maid’s named Kara handing Luca a broom, dustpan, and more cleaning supplies. “Thank you,” he said before closing the door.

Sitting everything by the door, as he disappeared into her closet, coming back out with a white t-shirt sweats and her some new underwear.

He came over to the bed, pulling her up to her feet, helping her put on the clothes, then back to the door, getting the cleaning supplies, and wearing a pair of slippers.

“Start cleaning. I will be back in about an hour to check on you. Don’t think about leaving because it will be lock from the outside...Love You,” Luca said, kissing her temple before leaving.

“LUCA, YOU CAN’T DO THIS MY ASS HURTS!” Adele yelled, hearing him laugh as the door shut

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