Chapter Thirty-Four|Own Your Throne

Euphoria stepped forward looking at the woman. She could see a bit of Salvatore in her. It was barely there but there. Demetrius's genes had dominated the child's features and personality. Euphoria couldn't help but be ecstatic for that.

"You said you came to get your son, yes?" Euphoria quirked her brow.

"Are you deaf or slow because I just said I won't leave without him." Madeleine snarled at the woman.

"Actually I am deaf." She grinned at her as she pointed to her ear. "In the one ear of course." She waved off. "And how old is your son?"

"Five turning six." She answered glancing at the faces before her that looked at them.

"Don't pay attention to them. Pay attention to me." Euphoria took hold of the woman's hands. "I'm on your side. I'm trying to help you find your lost son."

"He's not lost. You literally just gave him to Penelope." Madeleine argued removing her hands from Euphoria's as if they burned her. "What sick game are you playing at?"

"Accusations won't get you anywhere. Plus that was my son you saw not yours. We're trying to help you find him alright. Now what's you're son's name?"

Madeleine stumbled backwards seemingly confused and frustrated. "That's my son you just sent away!"

"If that's your son then what's his damn name?" Euphoria snapped.

"I-I- I don't know." The woman stummered. Euphoria of course knew this. Demetrius had told her of how she left before they even got to name him.

"You see. Like I said that's not your son."

"N-no h-he is my son!" She shook her head.

"Then what's his favourite colour? His favourite food? What vegetable does he hates the most? How does he like to spend his afternoons? What's his favourite cartoon? What instrument does he play? What sport does he play? What is he allergic too?!" Euphoria snapped with a snarl at the woman. The very same snarl the woman had looked at her with a few moments ago. "I won't ask again." Euphoria narrowed her eyes at the woman.

"What's it to You!? Who are you anyways?!" Madeleine bit followed by a spit.

Her spit landed right on her cheek. Euphoria jerk on impact. She reached for the handkerchief in Demetrius's suit jacket chest pocket and then wiped off the spit. By the time she looked back at woman Katrina had her down on her knees and in a choke hold. Euphoria asked for Katrina to be added to her personal detail, that way they could spend some time getting to know each other as friends.

"Give her some air to breath." Euphoria demanded. Katrina did so but didn't let go of her.

"Help me!" She shouted out to anyone and everyone. "Please!" She begged but everyone just watched on.

"You see that little boy that you saw is my son. You must have him confused for someone else. Don't let it happen again. You'll never be his mother." Euphoria gripped the woman's chin roughly before bringing her lips to her ear. "I'll make sure you'll never ever get to touch him ever again. The day you walked out on them is he day you lost them both to me." Euphoria stated before pushing her back roughly.

"You can't do that!" Madeleine struggled against Katrina.

Euphoria wrapped her arm around Demetrius as the other turned his face to her. "Aye look at me." She tapped his cheek lightly forcing his away from Madeleine. "I've got you alright." She whispered as she caressed his cheeks.

Demetrius turned fully towards her and placed his hand on the one that caressed his cheek while the other wrapped around her waist bring her closer. He closed his eyes savoring her touch trying to get his roaring emotions in check.

"You can't do that! It's against that law."

With that being said Euphoria turned around with a smirk on her face. "Didn't anyone tell you sweetheart?" She tilted her head with a smirk on her face. "We are the law. What we say goes." Euphoria giggled.

Madeleine went into hysteria afterwards. Screaming against Katrina who in turn tightened her hold until Madeleine fell limp in her arms. "I hope you didn't kill her." Euphoria frowned.

"No. She passed out." Katrina informed.

"Ok, do you have cells of some sort?" Euphoria asked slightly confused and unsure.

"Yes we do." Katrina nodded. "Would you like for her to be placed in one."

"Yes please."

"And why would we do that?" Emilio asked grimly.

"She's still Salvatore's biological mother. We can't just kill her nor can we just let her go. Who knows what will she go telling who." Euphoria stated. "It's better we keep her within reach for however long. Even if we have to wait until Salvatore is 16. It's up to him if he wants her around or not. Not to us despite wanting to feed her to the pigs." Euphoria reasoned.

"I hope you know what you're doing." Fredrik muttered before walking off with everyone else.

Me too.

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Euphoria followed besides Demetrius. He had become relatively quiet, much more quiet than he normally was and it began to worry her. The anger was evident but other emotions were concealed by all that anger.

"Demetrius." She ceased his movement of unpacking their overnight bag. "Are we not going to talk about what happened down there?" She tilted her head.

"I'd rather not." His words curt and his tone clipped.

"Don't make me fučking slap some fučking sense into Demetrius, you better watch who you're talking too. I'm not that bitčh, alright? So, redirect your anger elsewhere, you are not about to take it out on me."

"Then let's drop it." He growled.

Euphoria pursed her lips into a thin straight line. Curling her lips into her mouth she nodded. "Fine... be that way." She snatched her pajamas that were in his hands and her toiletry bag before stomping into the bathroom. The force of the door meeting the frame rattled some items in the room. Ensuring to lock the door Euphoria started her night routine.

Once Euphoria stepped out or the bathroom she knew Demetrius had his eyes on her. She had planned on tempting him way before his baby-mama-drama and she wasn't going to change her plans because of his mood swings. In fact she saw it as the best revenge yet for throwing his temper tantrum. Euphoria's face was clear of any make-up and had replaced her evening gown with a red satin pajama set, which consisted of booty shorts with black lace at the lining, thin tie on strapped loose top with black lace over the chest area. Her hardened nipples peaked under the material. The chain he'd given her rested on her bosoms and his family ring still on her thumb.

Euphoria hummed an unknown tune as she shuffled to her side of the bed to clear it of all pillows. She insured to bend as far as she could as his eyes burned into her. Euphoria smirked as she heard his feet hit the wood floors. She stood and turned around acting surprised that he was behind her.

"What the hell do you want?" She quirked her brow. "Done throwing your little bitčh fit?"

"What are you wearing?" He ignored her questions.

"Pajamas what does it look like?" Euphoria rolled her eyes.

Demetrius had her pressed against his body instantly. Euphoria's breath hitched as her eyes widened with shock and surprise. His arm wrapped around her waist securely as his other hand wrapped around her neck. His grip firm but not choking. He angled her head so that she looked right into his darkened eyes.

"You know tesoro there's a difference between being bold and down right disrespectful." Demetrius started out as his green eyes bored into her honey brown eyes. "You've started acting out way too much."

"Acting out or-" Euphoria cut herself off with a yelp as a sting resognated on her left cheek. "Did you just spank me?!" Euphoria asked incredulously as she rubbed her ašs cheek.

"Was I done speaking?"

"Nah fučk that answer my-" Euphoria yelped again.

"That's another thing we need to work on: your cursing." His hand rubbed the cheek he now spanked. Demetrius watched her narrow her eyes at him. Challenging him, daring him to continue. "You want to talk?"

Demetrius didn't let her reply as he shifted them so that he now sat on the bed and had her draped over his lap. Euphoria began to resist as she tried to push herself off his lap. Demetrius pressed his hand onto her back keeping her stomach on his lap, effectively restricting her movements.  "I talk and then you count. If you loose count we start all over again." He smirked.

"No! This isn't some Fifty Shades of Grey shít. Let me up white boy." Euphoria glared.

He spanked her ašs. "Behave Euphoria." He now soothed the pain.

"You've got to be kidding me, right?" She glared.

Demetrius didn't listen to what she said as he spanked her once more. "I'm upset that she managed to get in. I don't know who the the fučk let her in but I never wanted for her to even be in a close range to Salvatore or me." By now he'd spanked her thrice. "Ever since she abandoned Salvatore at the hospital and vanished into thin air I promised myself that Salvatore will have a mother-" he paused as he looked down at her.

Euphoria had her lip between her teeth as she had her thighs clenched together. Demetrius knew she was aroused. She was his little vixen after all, a dirty one at that. He could tell from the moment he met her that she had a wild side. She'd made it apparent with her teasing but now she was holding back. Demetrius smirked at this, it was far too late for her to hold back.

"I don't hear you counting tesoro." He spanked we once more to prove a point. Euphoria moaned as he soothed the burning ache but his hands weren't touching her where she wanted him... needed him.

Demetrius teasingly ran his fingers over her covered lower lips. He watched her shrudder and arch her ašs into his hand. Demetrius immediately removed his hand and spanked her once more. "I'm waiting donna." He grunted.

"One." Her voice drenched with desire and arousal.

"Good girl." Demetrius rubbed her lips through her pajamas. When she began to grind into his hand he pulled away and spanked her other cheek before he began to sooth it. Demetrius barely caught the number leaving her lips but with the silence of the night he caught it.

Demetrius continued to spank, sooth and tease her pússy until she became undone on his lip. Demetrius watched her wither and quake from an orgasm. Her ašs shaking as her body quaked before his hungry eyes. Euphoria held onto the sheets with her eyes closed wanting the immense pleasure to subside.

Demetrius pulled her up so that she now straddled his lap. His hand wrapped around her neck before angling her head upwards. "When I say drop a certain topic, it doesn't mean I never want to talk about it with you. I don't want to talk about it that very moment, especially since you could see I was no state to speak to you while I was upset. Don't let there be a repeat of this incident again or else I will spank you, understood?"

Euphoria licked her lips and nodded her head as his eyes bored into her own. "Words cara."

"Yes Papi." She practically moaned out.

"You naughty girl, loved that spanking, yes?" Demetrius tilted his head to the side as his hand rested on her ašs.