EroticReverie

Giovanni

Jospehine is pissed at me. She didn't talk the whole way home, didn't talk to me as we took the elevator up to my penthouse. 

She called "red" the second I touched her as we walked into the door and told me to leave her alone. 

"Jospehine." I'd growled as she undid her necklace and threw it at me. 

"Don't talk to me!" She'd yelled as I caught the necklace. 

She'd locked herself in her bedroom till it was time for her shift at the club.

I can't lie, that my feelings were a bit hurt. Not because she called red, or refused to speak to me. But because she made me feel like I was some kind of monster for simply wanting to spend my money on her. She had no idea that I already made contributions, and gave back. I didn't tell her, because it wouldn't matter. Because her problem was is she felt as if she didn't deserve it. As if just because others suffered, it meant she couldnt be spoiled. I loved her for it, but my dick fucking hated it. 

She's wearing a black dress, one of her own that she'd bought for the job. It was a cheap dress, and probably worth no more than forty bucks. Yet she made it look like a million. She wears her cheap black heels that she wore, instead of one of the pairs I'd bought for her. And I also knew whatever panties she had one, wouldnt be ones I'd bought her the other day when taking her shopping. No, Jospehine was wearing all things she'd bought, with her own money. She was punishing me for buying her a necklace over half a million dollars.  And it was working, because I hated that my money wasn't on her. 

"The necklace in not refundable. They would only give us store credit. So what's done is done, unless you'd like to return it for something else. "I say. But god damnit, I wanted her to keep that fucking necklace.

She doesn't even look at me, just stands there and crosses her arms. 

"I'm ready to go. Can we just go?" She asks, without looking at me. 

"How long are you going to punish me for?" I ask and she glare at me then. 

"Until Im not fucking pissed anymore." She hisses and my dick twitches.

"How long might that be?" I ask as I stand and walk over to her she glares up at me. 

"Right now, I feel like I could be mad at you forever." She says. 

"That's not gonna work for me." I say and reach out and touch her waist.

"Red." she says and steps back.

"Stop that." I growl. 

She glares at me and smacks my hand as I reach for her again.

"I said RED" she hisses and I clench my teeth. I drop my hand and my fingers curl into a fist.

"Josephine." I say calmly. 

"I don't want you to touch me. So don't." She says. "You can kick me out if you want, fire me if thats what you-" 

"Stop it." I growl at her. "You know I'm not going to do either of those things, so don't be ridiculous." 

"Then take me to work." She says and raises her shoulder and slips her purse strap higher over her shoulder.

At least she wasn't trying to drive herself or insisting upon taking seperate vehicles. At least she allowed me this. 

"Alright then." I say and gesture for her to walk. 

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She ignores me the entire night. She ignores my request for her to come to my office when I tell one of the security workers to notify her I need to speak with her. She feeds them an excuse of being too busy and to tell me she'll be up as soon as she can, which is never. 

I let Mel close the club, and take Josephine home when she's done cashing out her checks for the night. One of the security guards outside the door, watches as I walk Josephine to my car and open the passenger door. I see him watching, probably wondering why I'm putting Josephine in my car. But he's not stupid. His brow cocks and he gives a knowing slight grin and I just give him a nod and get into the drivers side.

"Seat belt , baby" I say as Jospehine sits on her phone, not yet having put her seat belt on.

She gives a little huff and drops her phone into lap and pulls it on, clicking it into place. 

"Happy?" She mutters and then picks her phone back. 

"Fucking miserable actually." I say. 

"That makes two of us." She says and I clench my jaw as I start the car. Taking a deep breath. 

Again, the ride home is silent and I let her step into the private elevator with her and she stands as far away from me as she can as the doors close.

I just lean against the wall, tilting my head back and taking a deep breath. 

We get into the penthouse and she goes to her room and I go to mine, waiting for her to change. Making a mental note to move her shit into my bedroom tomorrow. I'd have Sarah my housekeeper do it while we're at the club. 

I take a shower , fucking my fist as I clench my jaw, knowing I won't be inside of her tonight. After I'm done, I throw on a pair of pajama pants walk to her room. I knock once. Then twice. Gritting my teeth as she ignores me and then turnt he knob and open the door, ready to tell her I wont stand for being ignored. But her room is dark, other than the light that the city allows her room through the windows. 

"Josephine." I say her name as I close the door and walk to her bed. 

I pull back the covers, my cock hardening as she lays there on her side in one of the silk sleep sets I bought her. I slip into her bed and she wakes. Turning onto her back and looking at me. 

"Don't you dare say red." I say and she just blinks at me and says nothing as I slip into bed with her. 

"Come here." I say softly and reach over and grab her hip and she rolls to face me and scoots herself to me and I exhale as she slips herself against me, and slips her arm over me. 

"Don't you dare ever go to bed mad at me." I whisper. 

"You can be mad at me again tomorrow...but not right now...do you understand?" I ask her and she nods and slips her legs over me, and cuddles closer. 

"speak to me Josephine" I whisper. 

"what do you want me to say?" she asks softly.

"anything, i just want to hear you talk to me" I say and hold her tighter.

"Can I tell you you're an asshole?" she asks and I smile in the dark.

"Sure." I say and kiss her head. 

"You're an asshole." she says and I kiss her head again and she tilts her head back and I look at her. 

"I'm so mad at you Giovanni"  she says.

"I know, I'm sorry" I whisper.

"no you're not" she exhales as I lift my hand to her face.

"I'm going to spoil you Josephine. Not just because I get hard doing it, but because you deserve it. Just let me fucking spoil baby, why's it gotta be such a fight?" I ask and she huffs.

"Because i dont want your money, and it's...it doesn't feel good....it feels wrong to have someone spend that much money on me...it feels wrong to have someone spend that much money on something so...pointless." 

"To me...it's not pointless." I say and she shakes her head. 

"I understand what you don't enjoy it Josephine...but I also need you to understand what it feels like when you make me feel as though I'm a terrible fucking man for spending money on my girlfriend." I say and she takes a short breath.

"I'm not blind to the worlds problems just because I'm rich Jospehine, I'm not a monster rubbing my hands together and cackling over a pile of money or wiping my ass with it while people starve." I say and she tips her chin down. 

"I know" she says softly.

"I give back Josephine. I have even before I had the money I have now. I was giving homeless people my last dollars when I was younger. But I've worked hard to get where I am Josephine...and I'm able to give back even more now....but I also...want to fucking spend the money I've earned on things that make ME happy. Maybe I'm a bit...out of control with you...because you have me wanting to spend every dollar I have on you...but I promise...I dont plan on buying you half a million dollar necklaces every day. Because then I WOULD be broke. " I say and she laughs softly and nods. 

"But i'm excited...for the first time in a long time...and yes, I've gone overboard....and I will again...i'm sure of it...because to me...you're worth it....and spoiling you feels good Josephine....because you being mine...feels good." I say and she looks at me and nods.

"Being yours feels good Gio." she whispers and I exhale. Closing my eyes I press my forehead to hers. 

"Are you still mad at me?" I ask. 

"A little" she says and I nod. "I can handle a little." I say and then slip my fingers into her hair and bring my mouth to hers.

"Too mad at me to kiss me?" I ask. She shakes her head slightly. 

"Then be a good girl and give me a kiss goodnight Josephine."