She shivered in anticipation.She knew that Matteo was at his most honest when he was naked with her. . .or anyone.Matteo, apart from the wealth was a lover of flesh. He reveled in it.Right there in the living room, Matteo slowly invaded her pussy hole with his shaft. Back and forth he went has he drove his wife into near madness.Diana hissed softly has Matteo gave her slow strokes. It was insane how his cock could affect her so much no matter how many times they fucked.Matteo was gentle. Kissing and caressing her sensitive body, bringing her to the edge. She moaned and groaned in pleasure.Diana did not know when she wrapped her legs around Matteo's waist and held him tight. Her pussy was on fire and she wanted to cum from the rigorous slow fucking Matteo was employing.Matteo felt her orgasm building up so he stopped moving. His wife whimpered in protest, she was still under Matteo's sensual influence, still reeling from the intense slow fuck, she pleaded with Matteo."Please, I
Matteo was silently jubilant.Although, he did not appreciate his mother involving herself. He wondered how she knew about the situation. He looked at the rear view mirror to get a look at his wife. She seemed hopeful.Matteo drove into the garage, killed the engine and got out of the car. Mrs Armani and Diana followed. Diana went for the stairs immediately they were in the house. They was no point in staying among the two people who hated her the most.Matteo and his mother retired into the kitchen. Matteo had not sat down before his mother began to berate him."I don't know what you saw in her, Matteo. People like her don't know what's good even if they were hit in the face it," She proclaimed.Matteo opened the fridge and brought out a big plastic bottle of orange juice. He grabbed himself a glass cup and poured himself a moderate quantity. He ignored his mother as he sipped his cold juice.Matteo had gotten so used to his mother's constant complaining that he had become numb to it
There was no justice in this world, Diana realized solemnly.She let herself be led to the car by George who noticed her discomfort. She felt numb and her stomach painfully ached whenever she saw Matteo's huge smirk.George helped Diana into the passenger side of the car and gently shut the door. Matteo waved to him as he drove away with his wife.George sighed.The ride home was quiet. Diana faced the window and crossed her hand. She was trying to distract herself from having to talk to her husband."Look on the bright side Diana. You're stuck with me for a while, three months is enough time to reflect on how good you have it with me," Matteo broke the silence. He was mocking her.Diana only sulked in silence. She had no interest in any conversation with Matteo. The drive to the court house from their house had been relatively short, so Diana wondered why they had not arrived home yet.She realized that Matteo was driving purposely slow. Cruising he had called it."Could you please d
Her matrimonial home no longer existed.Diana realized this as she watched the man she married disrespect her in the most vicious way possible. She could only watch in denial and utter disbelief at the way Matteo seemed to be having the time of his life.She knew Matteo had numerous extramarital affairs with various women and she also accepted the fact that he was a cheater but to shamelessly fuck his secretary right in front of her was an all-time low.As much as she did not want it to affect her emotionally, she felt her heart ache and squeeze. She felt her heart shatter into a thousand pieces. She felt the pieces sink deeper into her heart.Diana felt goosebumps seize her as she watched Matteo pulled Amanda's dress up to expose her ass as well as pussy. Her eyes moistened with tears as she watched him moved his fingers from her ass to her pussy. She heard Amanda moan while she was sucking his cock.Diana held her chest in pain as tears streamed down her eyes.She was so heartbroken
Diana did not want to be seen shedding tears in public.Especially not in a place like the Haven. This was why she had on glasses. Her voice shook each time she thought back to the incident with Matteo and his employee. Her heart ached every time she remembered the disrespect. It hurt her more than she thought it should have. Was this how much she was still attached to her husband? Was this how much he had an effect on her?Maria was no longer bothered about Diana's outfit. She was concerned about the life her friend had been dealt with. She reached across the table and squeezed Diana's hands in a caring and sympathetic way.Her friend's state bothered her the most. Countless times, she had wished that she could be allowed to go after Matteo and hit him hard for hurting her friend. But each time, she restrained herself because she knew that Diana was still emotionally attached to him.Diana felt the tears that had filled up her eyes escape from their prison but she was sure that her h
Diana hated hangovers.There was a really nice smell of food coming from somewhere in the house. It had penetrated her dreams and forced her out of the sleep world.She could faintly hear low pop music playing in the room and she could also hear Maria humming to the song. She slowly peered her eyes open and she squeezed it shut immediately. It was too bright. The sun shimmered into the room through the window that was to the side of the bed.She slowly sat up as her head ached painfully. She held her head and tried to massage it as she groaned in pain. The light was affecting her eyes and she squinted to see.She gently got off the bed and headed to where the music was coming from. Her vision was still blurry from sleeping and squinting so she walked tentatively.Maria initially thought her friend was sleep walking when she spotted her. It was when she tried to speak that she saw that Diana was awake. So she went back to her cooking.Diana rubbed the drowsiness off hey eyes as Maria
Diana felt her nervousness increase as she was leaving her friend's house.She had first taken a taxi to the Haven to retrieve her car, then drove home. She was apprehensive about seeing her husband but she knew that she had to go home. She could not hide forever.Her nose was invaded by the smell of alcohol and she deducted that Matteo was home. She felt wary of her husband to enter yet she could not keep standing in the doorway forever.She took a deep breath and entered the living room. The first thing she spotted were shards of a broken bottle at the far end of wall of living room.She knew it was as a result of yesterday's spite with her husband. She wondered where he was. She immediately went into the kitchen to get a broom and trash can. There was no harm in cleaning it away instead of waiting first for Matteo to come do it.She grabbed a wash cloth and filled a bowl water. The water was mixed with detergent and a small amount of perfume. She carefully picked the broken piece
Once every month, Priscilla Randall threw a night party and invited all of her wealthy friends, her clients and her legal advisers. Even the common man was invited. Today was that day in the month that she threw the special party.Priscilla chuckled at the lustful Matteo she was sitting on. His eyes had with red with lust and all the torture she was doing him. He felt desire pulsing through his veins and he was not getting enough satisfaction from her. This was because she was purposefully depriving him of it.She would not let Matteo cum; she fucked him hard and whenever he was about to cum, she would stop moving immediately, so as to tease him relentlessly.She did it so many times Matteo had already lost his mind. He wanted release and she was depriving him of it yet giving it to him at the same time. It was as if Priscilla had mastered some sort of sexual balance.The party she organized was about to begin. She climbed off him sweating from all the sex-acise. She sat on her chair
147. IS THIS THE END?Suicide and Chrome were both exhausted from their ongoing combat with this huge guy. They had wanted to go after Matteo as he was carrying his wife's unconscious form away.It was the sound of the gunshot that made them realize just how deeply they were fucked. They saw Nicholas, his face already white from blood loss holding his severely bleeding crotch, twitching and jerking involuntarily in pain.Suicide and Chrome realized to their horror that Nicholas was never going to have sex again. They both turned and ran after Matteo only to be blocked by a giant they had not even heard coming.Suicide brought out a wicked-looking jack knife, military-grade, while Chrome had on a pure gold knuckle duster on his right fist and a shining silver one on his left fist.Black Hound knew that both men were a package deal. He had done a quick reading of their bio-data to have a feel for how they both operated.Suicide would attack first with a knife from a flank and Chrome wou
THE RESCUEMasters Randall was neither a superstitious man by nature nor a religious one per se. But today of all days did not feel right. He could not tell what was making him uneasy but he was sure something was amiss.He had not spoken to his daughter in days now and he was worried about what shit show she may have started behind his back. He had failed that daughter of his and there was nothing he could do to change that.This morning when he had called Martha on his phone, there was no answer. That gave him his first reason to be concerned. Martha always answered his call no matter where she was or what she was doing.The second person she answered like that was her grandson. So what was the reason why La Matrona of the Consortium refused to pick up the phone?Had Priscilla run her mouth again? There were so many questions going through his old mind he did not know which one to answer.Masters had spent the night in his study with a cup of scotch and a Cuban cigar, his head tingl
145. END GAME"I hope that I can trust you, Mr. Armani," James Molten said as he was about to get down from the vehicle.Matteo assured him confidently. "Your shares are safe in my hands James and I plan to stay here for a while. I am not going anywhere."James Molten nodded and opened the door to get out without saying another word.Matteo was left alone with his driver as the car sped on."There is something you need to know," Black Hound said as he looked straight ahead. There was a graveness in the way he spoke.Matteo listened with rapt attention."I got some recordings that you will want to hear," Black Hound said. "I want you to listen to it in this vehicle because as of now, it is the only secure place," He finished.Matteo was becoming uneasy. "That bad?" He asked, looking at the rearview mirror to see the eyes of his bodyguard."I think bad is an understatement, it is going to be a shocking revelation," Black Hound said in a solemn tone."Alright, let's hear it," Matteo said
144. THE LAST MOVE~SOME HOURS EARLIERNicholas, tired of standing went back inside after watching the box burn. He still had felt no closure. He wanted nothing but revenge. The phone in his pocket buzzed and he fished it out of his pocket.It was an email from the company. He pushed the notification and read the contents of the message.The iPhone struck the wall with tremendous force and shattered into small pieces, the parts clattering everywhere.Nicholas was fuming and growling, his hands tightened into fists. How dare they fire him? Who the fuck did they think he was? He was not going down without a fight.The pain he was going through fueled his rage. He would make them pay one way or another. He stomped down the stairs blind with fury. He pictured his hands wrapped tightly around Matteo's neck.Then the neck slowly transformed in his head, morphine into a small slender supple neck that belonged to Diana. A sick smile played on his lips.He went into the kitchen and opened the
143. GRANNY TIMESDiana was glad to get out of her lodge. She was happy it was a work day. She was excited to get back to work despite everything that had happened around her.She had also become fast friends with the clerk that was rude to her on the first day she had tried to get a room. There was no point in dragging things out with another woman who was just trying to survive.Her husband had surprised her last night. It threw her off for a minute when she realized just how thoughtful he had become.She was just preparing herself for the next day which was today. The time was seven thirty in the evening when a knock interrupted her preparation. She left what she was doing and walked to the door.As she opened it, she was met with the sight of a familiar face.Nana gazed down warmly at her. She had behind her luggage that was pink in color."Nana? Come in," Diana said waving her hand towards the inviting living room.Nana shuffled into the living room, dragging her luggage with he
142. SHOW DOWNThe silence was deafening, except for the rustling of leaves that got blown around by the wind. It was obvious that all five wealthy people who were sitting together around the dinner table that late Monday morning were enemies.Each figure had his or her agenda at the pit of their dark twisted minds.Priscilla wanted Matteo and everything that came with him.Ashley wanted her father's company and Katie— well, it was not clear what she wanted.Matteo knew that there was no logical way out of this. However, he did have an advantage and he could not wait to use it. He suspected that Priscilla may have figured out his secret plan, but he wasn't too concerned.There was no stopping what was about to happen. Once and for all, he was going to stop all her incessant dealings and manipulation.He could tell that she was worried and she was right to be. This game had gone on long enough. He could also tell that James Molten wanted out.Matteo vividly saw the look of desperation
141. DARK NICKYThe past two days had been rather strange and unpredictable for Nicholas Wilson. First, he woke up with pain on a soft sofa which had dried drool all over his face. Everything hit him all at once. The pain, the hangover, and the nausea.He had no idea where he was or how he had gotten there. It was until a woman with a stark resemblance to Diana approached him with concern, breaking the disorienting haze of his mind. Her gentle yet determined voice pulled him back to reality and into her warm embrace.Then everything had come back to him and he was filled with embarrassment. He quickly shook off the lingering humiliation and focused on the present moment.He was supposed to meet with her for his mental health. His head was pounding. He turned toward her still disoriented only for a glass of water and some oblong white pills were shoved in his hands."It will help with the hangover," Lexi's voice echoed and rang into his ears as he stared at the assortment of pills un
140. THE KING OT CHESSMatteo understood the concern coming from his bodyguard but this was something he had to do alone. He needed the closure."Sir you realize that you are going behind enemy lines," Black Hound voiced out with slight annoyance."I understand but this is something that I have to do alone, it is a personal matter," Matteo casually replied to his bodyguard.Black Hound said nothing else. There was no changing his boss's mind."Besides, I do not want them to know about our business just yet," Matteo further added."That is if Priscilla is going to be present," Black Hound said."She is the mastermind behind this, of course, she will be there," Matteo said with certainty."Is that not more of a reason for me to come along? The stakes are higher than before sir," Black Hound insisted."The more reason for you to stay back. After all, you are my Trump card," Matteo replied as he adjusted his tie."How do I look?" Matteo turned and asked his bodyguard."You look like you a
139. CHAT WITH THE SHRINKNicholas said nothing as he stared ahead with a straight expression on his face. The car was filled with an uneasy silence, creating an oppressive atmosphere. This was mostly because Nicholas was at the center of the matter.He had been bailed by Dr. Amorr and was sitting in her car. He had pretended to be so ashamed of himself when she had come for him but dropped the charade in the car."You can drop me off at home, thank you," Nicholas arrogantly said as he relaxed to rest his eyes.It had been a long day. He opened his eyes and stretched his tired muscles, feeling the tension slowly dissipate. He looked outside the window ignoring the driver who had earlier helped him."Welcome," Dr. Amorr abruptly interrupted his short sightseeing.Nicholas made to get down and hissed in pain. He had felt so relaxed that he had forgotten about his sprained ribs. He slowly got down from the car, wincing from the pain it caused him with every step that he took forward.B