Chapater 3

ʜɪꜱ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ

This is just a filler chapter so we can get to the smut, lol.

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My alarm screamed at me to get out of bed. I groaned as I rolled over and turned off my alarm clock. It was Monday, which meant it was back to school time. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I had classes. The days I didn't have school on, I spent it working and studying.

There was no 'me' time because of this. Regardless, it didn't bother me. I only had three months until this semester ended. I planned to become a lawyer after this semester finished and I passed all my exams, which would free up some time in my schedule. I wouldn't have to study or attend to any more classes. The only thing I'd have to do is take in cases.

Before getting up and getting ready, I laid in bed for a few more minutes, thoroughly waking myself up.

Sucking it up, I went into my closet and took out a pair of baggy black leggings and a large long white hoodie with a little floral print. I pulled out a pair of white Air Max 90s from the shoe collection and placed them next to my outfit.

Once I had everything out and ready, I undressed and put on my outfit for the day. As I entered the bathroom, I washed my face and pulled my curls into a ponytail. I returned to my room and reapplied some deodorant and perfume.

When I looked and smelled alright, I grabbed my phone, purse, books, and keys and headed out to school.

I got into my car and turned on the heat, letting it warm up before driving to college. After a few minutes passed, I arrived at my school and parked. I gathered my belongings and made my way to class.

Today was a short day for me because I only had three classes, which I was grateful for.

I made my way into my first class and took a seat in the front row. I've discovered that whether you sit in the front, middle, or back, you'll still be called on, so why not just sit in the front?

When my professor entered the room, I took out my books and started paying attention.

I was eventually finished with Monday's classes after four hours. I gathered my shit and walked to my car. I was hungry, so on my way home, I decided to stop at McDonald's and get some food. When I arrived to McDonald's, I ordered a Big Mac with 20 piece nuggets and two large fries.

As a result of eating too much fast food and takeout, I gained weight, which resulted in my stomach developing rolls. I knew how to cook, but I was too busy to do so.

With the mix of school, work, and studying, I needed to sleep, and takeout became my best friend.

When I got my food, I ate majority of it in the parking lot and put the remainder away for later.

I pulled up to my apartment and went inside, making sure to collect my belongings and food. When I made it up, I put the leftover food on the counter and placed my books in my room on the desk to study for later.

Not really in the mood to study, I took out my phone and scroll through absolutely nothing.

I'm tired of being bored.

Despite the fact that today is my off day, I was tempted to go into work and work a shift, but I decided against it.

After deciding to get it out of the way, I started working on my homework. I played some music on my phone at a low level so it wouldn't be too distracting.

When I finished with my schoolwork, I tidied up my area and headed into the kitchen. It was dinnertime, so I sat in one of the kitchen chairs and ate the last of my McDonald's. The leftovers were cold, but I'd rather eat a cold meal than a soggy one.

As I ate, I began to reflect on my past weekend, which I couldn't seem to get out of my head. Even at school, I found myself reminiscing about a certain hazel-eyed man. I groaned.

Fuck it.

Having enough with the overthinking and thinking in general, I grabbed both my phone and the card Enrico had given me. I dialed the number and let it ring.

"Hello?" Enrico answered.

"Hi, Enrico," I said, cringing at the sound of my voice.

"Ah, hello, Valentina," he said, most likely smirking on his end.

"Yeah," I replied, trying to get right to the point, "Is that offer still up?"

He hummed through the phone. "Yes, but there's a fee since you waited so long."

I laughed out loud, "A fucking fee? I'm not paying you for pleasure." I told him, giving him nothing but attitude.

"A pretty mouth like yours shouldn't have such nasty words in it." He mocked, causing me to roll my eyes.

He is infuriating.

"Yes, love, a fee. Instead of just one day, I want to have you for the whole weekend." He added.

"It sounds tempting, but what if I don't enjoy the first night?" I asked. If I didn't like the first night, no way in hell would I stay for the whole weekend.

"Then I'll let you go, but I promise that you'll enjoy it." Enrico finished, which made me consider it.

"Fine," I answered, "You'll have the weekend."

"Great, let's meet up on Friday at the same place; make sure you don't wear any underwear." He says, making me tilt my head in confusion.

"And what happens if I do?" I asked, and he hummed.

"Hm, it looks like I have a brat on my hands. However, to answer your question, you will be punished, but if you listen, you will be rewarded." Enrico stated.

By the sound of that, I could feel myself becoming aroused.

A punishment or a reward? This weekend sure seems like fun.

"Also, think of a safe word before this weekend, you'll need it." He added, hanging up right before I can ask any more questions.

The audacity of this man.

I mentally chastise myself for not informing him of my Friday classes. Granted, I'll be home at 1 p.m., but I'll still be exhausted from school. All I can do is hope that he doesn't have too much planned for me.

However, I was proud of myself for letting go.

When it came to this, I can be a real bummer. I'm sure Luca would be incredibly proud of me.

Speaking of Luca, I should call him.

I picked up my phone, once again, and called Lucas' number. After a few rings, he answered, and I smirked.

He is so not ready for today's news.

"Luca! Como has estado?" I ask him, which caused him to let out a snort.

"Soy bueno, but that's not why you called. Besides, why the language switch up?" He asked me, which caused me to roll my eyes.

"Because that's our first language, dumbass." I told him, and he laughed.

"You're not wrong, but what's up?" He asks me.

I whisper into the phone, "I may have called someone."

Luca lets out a grunt. "Yes, Vale, you called me. Did you take your vitamins today?" He asked, making it my turn to grunt.

"No idiota! I called Enrico!" I told him, my voice dropping with frustration. He can be a complete moron at times. Please remind me why I'm friends with him.

"WHAT! YOU CALLED HIM WITHOUT INFORMING ME FIRST?!" I winced and pulled my phone away from my ear as Luca shouted into the phone.

"Yes, Luca, do you want to complain first or should I just tell you what this man said?" I asked him, giving him options.

On the other end of the line, there was nothing but silence, which led me to believe that he was weighing his options. I let out a sigh.

"I'll complain later, but fill me in, chica!" He exclaimed loudly into the phone. I laughed.

That's Luca for you.

"Well, he agreed, but he insisted on a late policy fee—" I attempted to speak, but I was brutally interrupted.

"A FEE?! Does he think you're a prostitute?" He asked, his voice solemn.

"At first, that's what I thought, but it turns out he just wanted me for the weekend, not just one night. That's his policy, which is complete bullshit, if you ask me." I explained it to him, and he hummed happily.

"That's better; that means you'll be double satisfied. There will be no more cobwebs on your vagina." He said, which made me laugh out loud. "You'll definitely be sore," he added.

Honestly, I'm so glad we are talking on the phone and not in person. He would've yelled that out for the whole world to hear.

"I'm meeting with him on Friday," I added, shifting the conversation away from the cobweb one.

"He doesn't want me to wear panties," I told him flat out. "If I wear panties, I'll be punished," I explained, "But if I don't, I'll be rewarded, whatever that means."

On the other end of the line, there was complete silence, which made me mentally cringe. It sounded weird saying that out loud.

"So, are you going to be a brat or a good little submissive, Vale?" He asked me. His tone made it clear that he was smirking.

I smacked my forehead. "I don't know, Luca. He's insane! He wants me to go to a restaurant, commando!"

Luca does nothing but laugh. He's no help.

"That's just the dominate in him, love! Given that this is your first night with him, I say go commando. After that, why not pull some brat moves? The punishments, I'm sure, would be pleasurable." He told me, which made me nod my head.

"Hm. I'll think about it. What would I do without you, Luca?" I sarcastically asked him, making him scoff.

"Girl, you'd be dead. Now I'm hanging up, make sure to take your vitamins. Bye chica!" Before I could do or say anything, he hung up.

I sighed and shook my head. Of course, he'd be the one to do that. I went into my room and face planted on my bed.

Decisions, decisions.

Should I defy him or should I listen to his request.

I mentally rolled my eyes, before getting out of bed to take a shower. Hopefully, today's events will be washed away, once I'm done with my shower.

Making my way into the shower, I turned it to the hottest level before stepping inside the tub. When the steaming water met my skin, I breathe out a sigh of relief.

Just the way I like it.

Once I'm finished showering, I grabbed a towel and dried myself off. Before putting on my pajamas, I lotioned my entire body. I let my hair air dry for the remainder of the night.

When I looked and felt decent, I jumped into my bed, relaxing as I felt the soft cushion under me. I closed my eyes and mentally prepared myself for the responsibilities that await me tomorrow.

...

I'm awake earlier than my alarm clock, which surprised me. I suppose my mind was restless since it certainly felt that way.

Before going to work, I settled on a casual two-piece tan track suit with converse high tops. I go about my daily routine, making sure to put on the necessary things. When I look alright, I grab my purse, phone, and keys and walked to my car, ready to go to work.

Once I get to the the tattoo shop, I park and exited my vehicle. When I walked in, I heard the small bell, which for some reason makes me smile. I check in and set up my station in preparation for the work day ahead.

I started taking in clients once I was set up and stationed. Most of my clients wanted something large and time-consuming, which I didn't mind. Today, though, my clients were all teenagers. Almost every teenager I met wanted basic and modest tattoos, which again, I didn't mind.

They appeared to be discussing high school drama and boys. They'd even ask for my input, which was amusing because I'm a complete stranger, nevertheless I still had a good time.

As hours passed and many clients came and left, I decided that it was time to go home and study. I worked a great shift today, and no doubt received good tips.

After cleaning up my station, I checked myself out. Once that was done, I went into my car and drove myself home. When I made it home, I chugged down some water and ate some watermelon, before going into my room to study.

As I sat down, I sighed.

This studying shit is boring.