Chapter 113 - (Hundred) Twelve: Payback

The chances Leo had of escaping Becca's silent fury that afternoon was narrower than a needle's eye. He knew he was trapped. Cornered, with nowhere to run for a normal straight-thinking person, even for someone like Leo.

As soon as Becca got off the phone with Navaya, she hauled him into the covers with her and captured his lips with hers before he could utter a single word. She slipped her tongue into his mouth, stroking and teasing him. Her kisses were still pretty sloppy but he loved them. They always drove him wild. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in enthusiasm and without warning, he fastened his arms around her as he rolled over, flipping their position so she would be on top of him to make her more comfortable.

Even after he did that, his arms still didn't leave her and neither did his lips as he continued devouring the savory cuisine she was, taking her bite after bite. And she loved when he did.

Becca's soft breast pressed against his chest had Leo swearing in his head, his erection the size of Texas by the time they were done ramming each other's lips but he pretended that the throbbing was nonexistent because if he acknowledged it, he would just be stabbing himself in the foot. He wouldn't be able to leave her and make a perfect getaway. He would be stuck with the risk of screwing his relationship with her again and thus, the vicious cycle continues.

Becca stared at him, face flushed from the heat their fiery kiss transmitted to her cheeks, almost charring it. She smoldered hotter when she felt Leo's third arm poking her, lust permeating her being.

Nibbling on her lip, Becca slowly slithered lower until his dick nudged at her folds and her blush deepened as she rubbed herself on him.

At this point, Leo didn't know what to feel. Should he be happy that his Becca was up for another round of naughty fun or should he be upset his plans of escape were being foiled? 

No, he shouldn't be carried away by Becca's sexiness. Not this time. 

Come on, Leo. Stop thinking with your dick.

Leo's thoughts were chopped off when fingers trailed down his abs, inching them towards his thighs. He stared at the covers as the tingling sensation slinked downwards and his throat bobbed with a gulp, wondering if corrupting Becca was indeed a good idea or not. It was a good idea in multiple instances but not in the current situation he was in. He was done for. There was no escape now.

Fucked. He was fucked. Literally.

That fact dawned on him when Becca's fingers of doom fisted his throbbing cock and stroked just like he taught her. Everything was presently coming back to bite him in the ass but even that didn't stop his eyes from rolling to the back of his head in pleasure.

Indeed, Leo was an excellent teacher and he was just realizing it. Apparently, his teaching methods proved effective. Yey!

His breath grew rougher with every stroke. Leo swerved his gaze to Becca who smiled and feeling compelled, he smiled as well. Let the pleasure continue. Since there was no way out, he would enjoy it but would be a fool not to know the lightning bolt waiting to smite him right after. 

He shuddered at the thought.

Becca touched her nose to the crook of his neck as she stroked him some more before halting completely, shifting away from his erection and Leo groaned in disapproval, frowning. 

She giggled, devilishly and kissed his neck as she let go of his cock while he was close to climaxing. Her cruel plan all along.

Beneath her innocence laid passion, challenge, and a love for retaliation. Why else would she be so eager to get back at him for his transgressions?

In her head, she believed that Leo simply did as he pleased in the relationship, how he always flaunt his hotness and used it to seduce the anger right out of her. She hated it. She hated how he made her weak in the knees whenever he did it.

Well, that last part was a lie. Becca loved him too much to truly hate it. 

This time she wanted to be in control. She wanted her retaliation.

Leo stared at her, his eyes asking what the hell was going on and Becca raised her head to peep at him. He looked frustrated and wronged. 

Good. Very good.

Becca's lips tilted into a smile. An amused one. She loved seeing him get a taste of his own medicine. It was satisfying to watch.

" Why did you stop?" Leo's forehead wrinkled with a frown. " And why are you smiling like that?" Leo asked and Becca traced one of his tattoos.

She giggled. " Payback, babe." 

" For what?" In particular.

Becca shot him a look, readying her laundry list of his wrongdoings.

" Payback for all the time you tortured me in bed."

" Oh please, you love it when I do so. It doesn't count. I don't deserve this." Leo justified himself but Becca didn't bother with it because she still had many more offenses on her list.

" How about last night or this morning when you pushed me into the pool?" 

" In my defense, I pulled you into the pool not pushed." He grinned but Becca didn't share his humor. Her eyes narrowed.

To maximize the chances of Leo suffering for his deeds, Becca interlocked her fingers with his. Living with Leo had shown Becca just how cunning he was. The man couldn't be trusted so holding his hand was to make sure he actually served his punishment and not try to go around it by doing some sort of monkey business. 

Still laying on top of him, Becca rested her head on his shoulder, her soft breath kissing his skin and Leo's grin vanished. Was she really going to leave him like this? 

He gazed down at her, baffled by how she still looked so cute and innocent after doing something so cruel. The more he stared at her, the more the fact sank into his brain. She was going to let him suffer and with the small smile playing on her lips, he could see she was enjoying herself. While Leo wasn't. The painful throbbing of his cock and the unbearable stiffness of his balls made it impossible to enjoy anything.

Well played, little kitten. Well played.

After a few minutes of brutal suffering, Becca cutely cocked her head up and the action alone made Leo smile.

" You're smiling." She noted, looking at his face. " You seem to be enjoying yourself." She said, giggling softly and Leo's heart skipped a beat despite the pain and discomfort he was impelled to suffer.

" I'm having a blast." He groaned and Becca's sweet giggles filled his ears once more. Perhaps this wasn't so bad. If torturing him like this made her happy then he would gladly let her do it a million times over. Her precious giggles would be his reward.

Becca hummed against his chest. " That's good to hear, at least now I won't feel so guilty." 

Did she ever feel guilty about it though? Leo asked himself. There wasn't an iota of guilt on Becca's face. She probably didn't feel any.

" So… You have gotten your revenge, what now?" Leo asked and place a kiss on her hair.

" Let's sleep." 

Seriously? She must be kidding, right? How did she expect him to sleep with this hard situation she put him in? 

When she didn't move from her position or say more, he spoke up.

" But you just woke up." Leo reminded, hoping she would reconsider her harsh verdict. Just the discretion Becca had over him was astonishing.

" Then let's talk." She said, still holding on to his hands and anxiety stemmed inside him.

Talk? About what? Shit!

Becca tilted her head at him, noticing the expression on his face. 

" You look tense." She voiced out and Leo's anxiety level shot up.

" Do I?" He let out a chuckle. A forced one, praying it would help disperse any sliver of doubt she had in him. It didn't work, her eyes still held suspicion.

She nodded in response to his question. " Don't tell me you are stalling again." 

She said, her voice raising slightly despite her efforts to stay calm. Leo was at it again, wasn't he? Stalling.

Anger rustled her bones as she hardened her gaze at him but before she could lash out, he gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

" I'm not stalling." Not this time at least. " I promised to tell you everything and I'm going to keep my word." He said, bringing her hands to his lips and kissed them.

The feeling of his lips on her skin spread warmth over her chest. She blushed.

" About the restaurant…" She trailed off, searching for any sign of apprehension. She didn't see any.

It was either he learned how to guard his facial expressions or he genuinely didn't feel anxious.

She decided to carry on, her eyes glowing with Inquisition. " Why did those men start shooting?" 

" There are people out there that just want to cause trouble," Leo answered but with the way he said it, Becca was sure there was more to the story. She wasn't satisfied with his response. It just didn't add up.

Why did Leo sound so uneasy over the phone when he found out those men were at the restaurant? Even from the look Martino had there, Becca knew that there had to be some sort of connection or at least something linking all of them together. The question here was what was it?

" So what does the shooting have to do with you?" Becca's questioning eyes bore holes through him while the angel and demon on his shoulder argued on whether to lie to her or not. 

What the fuck was he thinking? Lie to her? Despite the demons almost winning the internal battle they were having, Leo still couldn't bring himself to lie about something like that. Especially not to his Becca. 

If there was something life had thought him, it was that nothing can be kept hidden forever. If he made the mistake of lying to Becca now, things would get unpleasant the time she found out.

" There are people who aren't fond of me. For some reason, they hate my guts." He gave her hands another gentle squeeze and Becca listened quietly, thinking. 

His words sounded believable. With how rich and successful he was, having enemies was a given. Compulsory. Even Johnny's head was worth a lot.

" But why the restaurant? What did they want there?" Terror churned in her soul as a memory reenacted in her mind. The assassination attempt on her. She shivered. " Was I the target again?" 

" No, don't think of such things." Leo let go of her hands and encircled his around her waist, calming her. " You and your friend were just at the wrong place and at the wrong time. That's all. You are not being targeted." I wouldn't allow you to be. 

This was one of the reasons Leo badly wanted to keep her away from all the craziness that came with his life. She wasn't ready for it. His darkness, she couldn't handle it.

" What about those men? What happened to them?" Becca whispered.

" Dead. All of them." Leo answered and chills sprinted through her.

" Hopefully, Raquel would rest in peace."