<b>Chapter </b><b>307 </b>
I’m staring into Lucas’s eyes hard as my aura starts ring. He’s set his mind hard on this and is challenging me on my stance.
“Take your shoes off and stand behind the desk.”
I’m growling loudly and he’s lucky his mother and I came up with this punishment together as I’m angry enough to change it. I feel Lilly’s hand in mine as he finally breaks his stare and walks back over to the door, kicking his shoes off where Damian left his.
I turn roughly to face her, she can feel how pissed he’s made me with his attitude towards Cole. Iy my head upon her shoulder as she runs her hands up my back underneath my shirt. The skin to skin contact allows the pleasing tingling of the bond to flow through my body, helping me to calm my anger and keep my head. I lift my head enough to lean my cheek against Lilly’s head.
“You know why I feel the need to do this, don’t you?”
She takes a step back and looks into my eyes.
“It’s not going to be easy for me to be here but this is what we agreed on.”
I give her a chaste kiss before turning to Lucas and Anthony.
“Everything okay, sir?”
Anthony asks dryly as I walk to the cab where I keep my belt.
“Yes.”
I reply as I hand it to him and walk back to the desk. I walk over to my chair, which Lucas is standing behind, and push it to the wall before doing the same with the chair in front. I walk to the front of the desk facing Lucas for a moment collecting my thoughts.
“Lucas, just like you did the first time, you’re going to step forward andy your chest and abdomen across the desk. Give yourself enough space that you’re not crushing your manhood. Your feet stay on the floor, your handse to me.”
“You’re not seriously doing this over a wheelchair.”
“You’re still stuck on that wheelchair. This isn’t about the wheelchair. This is about having ack ofpassion. About your willingness to write someone you don’t know off as unworthy of their very life. Come. Give me your hands.”
He steps back, finally hesitating, finally believing that this is happening for a second time in two weeks. Anthony reaches over and grabs his neck hard causing him to yelp as he shoves him forward into the desk. Lucas stumbles, falling onto his hands managing to keep himself from hitting the desk.
“Tony! That’s uncalled for!” (
1 chastise as I take hold of Lucas’s hands,
“We don’t have all day.”
“I exined my expectations and you are not to deviate!”
1 growl out. The only reason I got Anthony involved <i>is </i>because I couldn’t lessen my strength to the desired hit that I was after.
“Since you’re so keen to forget, this is my son and you will do this as we discussed. Anything more will lead to your own punishment.”
Anthony grunts his disapproval but I am still protective of my son even when ites to physical punishment. I turn my attention back to him, he’s been tugging on his hands trying to break free of me.
“I have made some changes to what I normally do. Now,y across the desk.”
“Mom?”
I shake my head at him trying to gain forgiveness from her.
“We discussed this punishment at length before we decided. She will not intervene.”
He whines slightly as he gives in. I pull out my phone and find the stopwatch app.
“Tony, you will start when I say go and stop when I say.”
I can feel Lilly’s emotions through the bond but I know she won’t stop it.
“Go”
I’ve got his hands as he yelps from the first hit. I immediately notice that Anthony is going much faster and harder than I had him practice on me. I watch my watch closely.
“Stop!”
I make it a strongmand putting my alpha behind it to ensure that it happens. Fortunately Anthony’s self interest for avoiding his own punishment is strong enough for him to drop the belt mid swing.
“You said I had a full minute to make an impression.”
“And you went harder and faster than I had approved. You’re done. Step outside and grab Damian and the girls from the office next door.“/