He was willing to give her everything, the world, the sun, and the moon if she only asked for it. She, however, was still unsure. She was scared and shy after moving into his penthouse. She wasn’t used to being treated like royalty, but he wanted nothing more than to pamper and spoil her. She loved him dearly but she didn’t really need all the gifts and special treatment, and frankly, she was afraid he’d think she was with him only for the money. While all these thoughts were swarming through her head, he noticed her worries.
“You can be more greedy. Much more greedy. You can act like a baby to me. I’m ready to do whatever it takes to satisfy you.” He said one night while holding her chin so she could only look into his eyes. “I want to give you all my possessions and myself whole, my whole life if you only say a word.”
But she was left speechless. All she could do was gasp quietly and nod her head shyly. He smiled mischievously and started kissing her face from her forehead to her lips then down her neck as she clung to him like she never wanted to let him go.Â
And he gave her all as he promised.
In return, she did the same. She gave him her heart and mind and was always by his side. For the outsiders, it looked like she was his possession, always at his beck and call doing whatever he said. Behind their backs, she was called his maid, his bitch, his playtoy, that he was using her for his own sick pleasure or fantasy. People were talking about them almost in disgust, how she was behaving like a spoiled child and how their relationship was toxic. Some were afraid she was imprisoned against her will but in reality, it was her who didn’t want to be separated. In reality, it was he who was at her every word, playing into her every whim and caprice. In reality, it was she who wanted to show everyone she was his and only his.Â
That being said, she always accompanied him to every meeting or banquet, such as this one.Â
All of the fatui and one of their clients were there celebrating the signing of a contract between them. Y/N never left Pantalone’s side for the whole night, clinging to his arm wherever he went and he was showing her off proudly. At this time, they were sitting at the table with the head of a firm they had a business with when the harbinger was pulled away for what was supposed to be just a second, so the girl stayed at the table. The director decided to use that rare chance and scoot over to her, a little too close.
“So, pretty girl, while he’s finally gone you must know, we agreed to share a lot of things in that contract we signed.” He reeked of alcohol and she cringed at the close proximity but was too afraid to say anything because he was an important client. “Yes, a lot of things… and one of them was you, sweetness.” He leaned on her trying to touch her face to make her look at him while she leaned back with horror on her face trying to escape his hand, which never reached her.Â
“Hands off.” Pantalone, who grabbed his arm with a force that was sure to leave a mark, leaned over Y/N's seat slamming his other hand on the table which caught the attention of people around them.Â
“Ow! Are you insane?! Let go of me!” The man yanked his hand out of the grasp.Â
“Am I insane? Who are you to touch what isn’t yours.” He helped Y/N get up and pulled her close to his side protectively, glaring at the man.
“Mine…? So you are that sick motherfucker that treats his bitch like his own property!” He exclaimed as he also got up.
“So you are that person that treats a lady like a prostitute.” He, on the other hand, spoke calmly but firmly. “You dare to disrespect me and my partner, you’ll find out the real currency of the Northland bank. Blood and tears.” He said coldly while everyone around them was staring in shock, nobody dared utter a word.
“You-! You think you can threaten me?!” He was outraged “Don’t make me break the contract off!”
“Legally you can’t do that for the next half a year but even if you could, we would do just fine without your flimsy business. Now.” He snapped his fingers and a few guards came forth. “Show this man a way out. If he resists, use force.”Â
“Yes sir.”Â
After that, they also took their leave while the rest of the guests were left in an awkward situation. On the other hand, the rest of the harbingers watched the show amused. The contract wasn’t really affecting them as it was the bank's issue, so they enjoyed the argument.
“He really went crazy for that girl. Otherwise, he wouldn’t do anything to lose even a single mora from his account.” Dottore laughed as the other joined the idle discussion.
At the same time, the couple was on a car ride back home. Y/N was squirming in her seat which worried her partner.
“My love, are you okay? Did he do anything to you?” He caressed her cheek lovingly and she leaned into his hand.
“No, no, I’m fine but… I’m sorry you lost your client because of me.” She was afraid he would be angry at her because she knew how much he valued his work.
“My dear, don’t be sorry. He wasn’t worth us anyway. I told you before, I’ll give you everything. I would never let anything happen to you, at all cost. You are my most precious gem, sweetheart.” He took her face into his palms and stroked her cheeks while she was left speechless once again, her face burning. He smiled gently, closing her lips in a loving kiss.Â
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