"Bring her here", Leonardo ordered and his men nodded in response.
"Sango do something",Francesca yelled as she watched one of Leonardo's men, grasped Gianna’s forearm and pulled her up on her feet.
Gianna screamed," Let me go please". She tried to put on a feeble fight to stop them from hauling her towards Leonardo but the hefty man was way too stronger than her. The man lunged her forward then released her and let her fall down flat on Leonardo's feet.
Gianna glanced up at Leonardo with fear controlling her whole body alongside with a new sensation that sent shock waves straight down to her pussy. She was admiring the young man in front of her and not just any man but the man who had also invaded their home without any alert. "Who are you?", She whispered, still staring at Leonardo who stared back at her with disgust in his eyes, all he could see was Sango's betrayer. "Who is he dad?", She asked, then turned her head to face her father who was kneeling behind her.
Leonardo gripped Gianna’s neck, pulling her up to him. The strength of his hand around her neck scared her so much that she quickly fastened her hand on his wrist to release his harsh grip on her neck.
"Leave her alone, you are hurting her", Sango yelled while his wife stood there, crying as she watched her daughter struggle for her own life.
"Will you tell me who did it and how much did he paid you to do it?". Leonardo asked in a gruff voice then gave one of his men a signal.
One of the men who understood the signal Leonardo had given with his eyes, walked up to Sango and gave him a harsh kick on the stomach.
"Ahhh", Sango groaned in pain and his forehead fell to hit the ground. The man who had hit him, grasped Sango's hair and pulled his face up to look at Leonardo who was holding Gianna's neck up to his face, glaring at her in pure hatred. "Please Leonardo", Sango begged, he wasn't willing to admit the truth or reveal the person's identity because whoever used him against his master, is also planning for his death if he had to reveal his identity to his master.
Out of anger, Leonardo grasped Gianna's neck so tightly that she could barely say a word. She pulls his wrist, trying to get away but his grip keeps getting tighter and harder. He was too strong for her that she was scared he was gonna kill her.
"Are you gonna confess or..", He brought out his gun and pointed it against her forehead. "Should I kill her?". Leonardo asked, making an attempt to press the trigger just to scare the poor man.
Gianna's heart pounded in her chest, she didn't know how long she could hold on to her dear life.
"I will count to five and...", He spoke calmly and slowly. "If you don't speak out the truth from your stupid mouth, I am gonna shot your daughter then ask my men to fuck your wife in your present while you die slowly", Leonardo said.
"Sango please, I am begging you! Say the truth, tell him the fucking truth", Francesca cried out. "For fuck sake tell him the dammn truth!!!".
"One..."
Tears dropped from Gianna's eyes, her life was over.
"Two..."
"Say something Sango!!", Francesca yelled at him with tears filled in her eyes which was tempting to fall off.
"Three..."
Sango knelt there silent, still thinking if he should say the truth or not. His daughter's life was in danger and so is his wife, all because of his stupid mistake. It was time for him to take responsibility and save his family.
"Four..."
"Rocco Ricardo, he was the man behind everything. He paid me five million to send him the location of the secret warehouse. I tried to resist but I couldn't because I had a lot of bills to pay and I just can’t", Sango blunted out. Leonardo clenched his fist on Gianna’s neck so tightly, how could Sango do this to him, even when he knew Rocco Ricardo is his greatest enemy whom he hated so much. The man who killed his own father just to be the next Don. Why could Sango do this to him? Leonardo released his hand on Gianna's neck and pushed her to the ground. She gasped out for air immediately she was released, caressing her neck just to ease the pain. They were clearly imprints of Leonardo's brutal hands against her neck. "I will make sure you pay for this", She yelled and Leonardo lowered his face, down to hers. "Devil's don't pay for their sins kitten", He says. "They make people pay for it", Leonardo concluded before he sat up on the coach. "We gave you what you want now let us
"Can you suck my cock?". Leonardo asked again after five minutes of intense silence. He was giving the girl enough time to think of it but as she didn’t utter a word he had to repeat his question again.Gianna looked at her helpless father then back at Leonardo who had a devilish smirk spread across his lips. "I would do anything to save my dad, so yes",She responded and Leonardo was indeed shocked. How could a girl accept to do such a dirty act in front of her parents? "Gia", Francesca called out to Gianna. Gianna ignored her callings while her father, Sango knelt there frozen on his knees. ‘My daughter won't do that’, Sango thought as he watched what was being displayed in his view. Leonardo averted his gaze to the man holding Gianna,"Let her come to me". He said and immediately, she was released. He parted his leg open, allowing her to come in between his legs as she approached him. Gianna slid onto her knees in-between his open legs. She placed her shaky hands on her lap and
"Let my daughter go please, she is innocent", Francesca begged, her heart beating rapidly in fear. She was so ashamed that she couldn't do anything to save her daughter. "Please just kill me and leave my daughter alone", She cried out, tears gushing out from her red eyes. She was in pain and couldn't bear watch her only daughter being sexually harassed in front of her. Leonardo ignored their pleads as he turned to face Gianna who was bent down on the coach with her pussy leaking out her juice. He licked his two middle fingers and slid his hand between her thighs. She let out a breathless moan as she felt his strong hand swirling around her clit till her legs began shaking. Gianna keened pleasure, her back arching as he rubbed her clit. Leonardo slid his finger back and forth between her lips that she couldn't hold back anymore. She moaned out in pleasure as he added more pressure. "Ahhh...oh..oh my god..." "Your slutty daughter loves what I'm doing to her '', He stated the ob
A young lady was seen, standing close to a glassy window as she looked out the night view of the busy street of Italy. It's been two years now that she and her family had moved here and she still couldn't stop admiring the beauty of the street through her window. It has turned out to be a habit to her whenever she is bored or expecting someone, she would just get busy staring at the busy road. Her name is Isabella Laurenza, and she is an African-American. She is a eighteen-year-old lady with dark skin and short black hair that cascaded over her upper shoulder. Her features are accentuated by her sharp brows, enchanting brown eyes, and small pink lips. Her short, brown, afro-styled hair perfectly framed her oval face. She is endowed in both areas, giving her the appearance of being chubby whilst still being beautiful. As she looked out the window, her dark skin seemed to glow in the sunlight. She took in a deep breath, closing her eyes as she inhaled the scent of the freshly baked pa
"Oh no!". Isabella gasped as she kicked her phone to the ground and jumped down from the bed, frantically searching for her underwear around the corner. She found her panties on the ground and quickly wore it with her heart pounding rapidly as the sounds of their footsteps kept getting closer to her room. "Isabella are you okay?", Isaiah asked worriedly as the phone screen was blank and he could barely see a thing. "Fuck!", Isabella cussed as she grabbed her skirt from the ground, struggling to pull it up to her waist but Immediately, her room door opened and Bianca came in. She tugged her skirt up to her waist then sat down on her bed, trying to keep a straight face as if nothing happened. "Isabella", Isaiah called again and Isabella groaned when she heard his voice. She had forgotten to end the call. Isabella hurriedly reached down for her phone then hung up the call before turning to face Bianca who was standing at the door. "Hey Bianca, what are you doing here?", Isabella as
They arrived at the bar a minute later since it was one of the closest bars which was not too far from their home. Bianca offered the car key to the valet who had approached her immediately he had spotted her driving into the driveway with a car. Isabella opened the door and stepped down from the car before she locked it. "Is this the place?", Isabella asked as she walked to where Bianca was standing while waiting for her. "Of course", Bianca responded and she took Isabella's hand then led the way into the bar. Immediately they entered, music started booming from every corner, with lights twinkling above the middle of the room. It was noisy and filled with a bunch of people, who were dancing on the dance floor and screaming along with the music. Bianca held her wrist firmly so they wouldn't lose hold of themselves while they both snaked their way through the crowd till they arrived at the bar where there was enough space that they could breath. It was Isabella's first time here s
Isabella was lost, staring at this handsome stranger's eyes. His sparkling green eyes were mysterious and so was his handsome face. He was dressed in a black expensive suit that hugged his strong muscles and outlined his manly figure. "It's Matteo Mario Domenico ", One of them who recognized his face, yelled in horror among the crowd and some of the people who were scared began to run helter-skelter. Matteo Mario Domenico is a well-feared good looking man. He was known as a Mafia because of the background of his family, but he was a businessman and a bastard billionaire who owned one of the biggest hotels in Italy. He had come here in disguise as he didn’t want to be noticed by people who got scared of his present, to make a business proposal with one of his client. Everything was going on well until he came across this woman who had ran into him and revealed his identity in front of everyone. Matteo stared back at Isabella’s small brown eyes with a trace of inquiry in his eyes.
"It's not what you think Leonardo", Matteo said calmly, like he wasn’t bothered by Leonardo’s present. He furrowed his brow as he loosened his tie and began to take off his shirt, not minding if Leonardo was still standing at the door. "What do you expect me to think when I saw you kissing her?", Leonardo said, with his brow knitted. “And why are you taking off your shirt?”, He asked with a sly smile. “I need to shower”, Matteo responded as he ripped off his shirt. Isabella gasped aloud when she heard the ruffle sound of Matteo’s shirt being torn apart. She averted her gaze to Matteo who stood beside her and began to inspect his body; from his broad shoulder down to his narrow waist. She hasn't seen any man naked before except from her online boyfriend who definitely do not have the type of stunning body Matteo had. Isabella swallowed hard when she came across the full sleeve tattoo on his biceps. She couldn’t take her eyes off him as her body heated up in lust. She wanted to fe
"Please, just do anything you want with me, but don't report me to the police or expose the clip," Isabella cried out, her eyes tightly closed, hoping he hadn't hit the button.Leonardo let out a soft chuckle upon hearing her response. His smile widens as he raises an eyebrow inquisitively. "Anything I want...? With you?" he repeated, sounding intrigued by her offer."Yes!” Isabella responded sharply.“Excellent choice, Isabella," he remarks wickedly, and she opens her eyes sadly to meet his sinister gaze. "I want to fuck you, Isabella," he whispered. “Now, tell me how much you want me," Leonardo whispers with a devilish grin adorning his handsome features.“I want you, Leonardo," Isabella told him.“No," Leonardo countered, leaning in until their lips were mere inches apart.Isabella closed her eyes, uncertain about what more he desired from her.“Beg me to fuck you, Isabella," Leonardo commanded, squeezing her cheeks together tightly.“Please, fuck me Leonardo!" Isabella whispered,
Isabella eyes was fixated on the tape of Matteo engaging intimately with her. The audio continued to play, eliciting moans from the phone as the video progressed, leaving Leonardo feeling irritated and Isabella in a state of shock."Do you think I didn't know about your erotic affair with my brother?" Leonardo inquired, catching her off guard with his question. Isabella looked up, meeting his gaze, and he stared down at her. She was aware that he knew about her relationship with his brother, but what she didn't know was that Leonardo had been the one watching her and Matteo in the hallway."How could you, Leonardo?" Isabella asked, her voice filled with a mix of shock and disbelief as she attempted to snatch the phone from his hand.However, Leonardo swiftly evaded her attempt, extending his hand up and preventing her hand from reaching the phone."Oh, how could I?" Leonardo retorted, scoffing as he dipped his phone behind his pocket. "Well, why would you let my brother fuck you first
"None! Just let me go, Leonardo!" Isabella yelled at him as she tried to move away along the wall in the opposite direction.However, Leonardo promptly blocked her path by placing his other hand against the wall, thwarting her escape. "Do you think I would let you go so easily without punishing you for your mistake?" he asked, licking his lips hungrily as he stared down at her intensely."Sir, if you don't..." Isabella's voice trailed off as she struggled to speak under the weight of his penetrating gaze, which only made her feel extremely uncomfortable. "Don't even dare to scream, Isabella; the door is soundproof, so no one will hear you," Leonardo said, seemingly aware of what she might consider doing.Isabella felt a surge of fear, her stomach fluttering nervously. She couldn't comprehend why her body found something intriguing or exciting about him when he was blatantly trying to harass her inappropriately. "I'll pay for the damage. How much is it?" she asked, but Leonardo respon
Isabella's heart raced so fast with fear; she was so scared by his threat that she took two steps back, away from his reach."Leonardo, the..." Isabella begun, interrupted by his curt demand, "I don't care if the picture is yours or not! Just take off your clothing and prove it," Leonardo snapped, clearly irritated by her reluctance to comply with his command."It's not mine, Sir Leonardo," Isabella protested, tears welling up in her eyes, hoping he would believe her."Do you want me to involve the police?" Leonardo asked, raising an eyebrow with all seriousness, which caused Isabella’s eyes to widen and panic to surge through her. "I could call the police right now and sue you for attempting to seduce me," he threatened. "I've got proof, and I won't hesitate to expose you by stripping you naked in front of everyone," Leonardo asserted sternly.Isabella's whole body trembled with fear, wondering what she had gotten herself into. She questioned herself inwardly, 'Oh God, what have I do
Isabella wondered what he was asking about because she was only apologizing for coming late so he wouldn't fire her, but here he is talking about something else.“Please, what are you talking about, sir?” Isabella asked.Leonardo sighed and relaxed back on his swivel chair. It seems she doesn't understand what he meant and he needed to make it more obvious to her that he had seen the picture. "Did you think I didn't see the message?""What are you talking about?” Isabella asked to be sure what message he was talking about because she was sure she deleted the photo if it was that. “Of course I sent you the document”, She added with a nervous smile.Leonardo grew frustrated with her apparent bewilderment and snapped, "Stop pretending like you don't know, Isabella!" He asserted, causing Isabella to furrow her brows in confusion, wondering if there was something he knew that she didn't know.Judging from Isabella's continued puzzled expression, Leonardo was certain she was unaware of what
Leonardo stepped out of the elevator and hurried into his office. His erection was evidence, straining against his pants and causing him discomfort. He locked the door behind him, walked to his desk, sat down, and unlocked his phone again. It revealed in his phone that Isabella had sent the necessary documents he had requested, but the deleted photo still remained. She must have panicked after sending the photo to him. He thought.‘But what if this photo wasn't meant for me, then who was it meant for? My brother?’ He questioned inwardly. ‘It better not, because it wasn't part of the deal that he would still be involved with her’. Leonardo mumbled to himself."Fuck", Leonardo groaned, glancing down at his pants, where his cock was visibly straining the fabric. His erection had literally created a noticeable tent in his pants. The feeling was annoyingly painful, and he really needed relief. "Relax, it's just a boob photo; we're not even into boobs," Leonardo muttered to himself, attempti
"Sooo... back to business," Sofia continued, diverting her gaze to the tablet connected to the projector screen. She swiped her finger across the tablet-screen, displaying multimedia content on the projector screen for everyone to see. She began explaining further for better comprehension while the employees followed along with the visible projector screen. She proceeded to display a slideshow of graphs accompanied by pictures, saying, "We've been receiving numerous complaints about the hotel's customer service and low ratings from the customers..."Her words faded in Leonardo's ears, as he wasn't paying as much attention as the rest of the employees. He was worried that Isabella is yet to arrive at work, and it had been bothering him so much that she hadn't sent a respond to his request yet.Leonardo grabbed his phone from the table and started sending her a series of messages, expressing his frustration over her failure to send the documents he requested. Although the documents were
TWO HOURS AGO.Leonardo ended the phone-call with Isabella and entered the conference room, instantly, everyone promptly rose from their chairs to acknowledge his presence.All The employees were uniformly dressed in a white long-sleeve shirts paired with black skirts and pants, as per the prescribed dress code for the meeting. The uniform made them easily identifiable for the meeting. "Good morning, sir," the employees said in unison.However, Leonardo disregarded their greetings as he made his way to the head of the long, dark, glass-topped table, where he sat in the high-backed executive chair. His commanding presence captured the room's attention. "Get to work," he commanded brusquely, and the employees settled into the plush, cushioned chairs surrounding the table.Every chair was occupied except the one next to Leonardo, which was reserved for Isabella, the secretary."Sir..." a male employee raised his hand, requesting permission to speak, and Leonardo nodded, granting him per
The elevator beeped open before she stepped out of the elevator and entered the magnificent hallway that led to the conference room. As she walked through the hallway, she turned to look at the transparent walls beside her and caught a glimpse of the staff in the spectacular boardroom room. They were all packing up their stuff from the big table, while a few employees were already stepping out of the conference as they moved towards the elevator.It seemed to her that the meeting was over, but she needed to confirm. "Please, is the meeting over?" Isabella asked one of the employees passing by, but her query was met with a dismissive demeanor. The white lady's hurried attitude indicated she had no time for conversation."Please excuse me," the lady said, giving Isabella a light nudge before entering the elevator and departing.Something was wrong, Isabella could tell by their expressions. She quickened up her steps and arrived at the conference room’s entrance, and just as she was abou