Diana - Diana - She said, I widened my eyes promptly for the worst - It's for you. The door opened with a large Dragon appeared, his gaze focused on me just as quickly as he directed it to the man lying beside me, I noticed his fists clenching. I didn't wait any longer, I got up which was worse since seeing my shorts the man turned red, I smiled inside imagining that it could be a sign of jealousy. But fuck he could have anyone, at the club they must have several I felt my ego dwindle at the thought of him having anyone else. After all, I'm just having fun this time, so I have to enjoy it. I pushed him out of the apartment entrance and closed the door putting us in the hallway. "One name and you've already found my home," I accused. His furious eyes burn into my exposed skin, the thick vein throbbing through his jugular and his black T-shirt over another club vest covering the taut muscles in his abdomen, his hair pulled back in a bun. “One of my men was worried because you ran
Dragon I suddenly wanted to get back on my Harley Davidson and run after her, what a shit girl, make her swallow her own dirty words preferably moaning my name. But, those pants should be banned from sale, when she turned and walked past me, those full hips, full round ass, thick thighs squeezed by jeans the girl managed to fuck my head with that fuck, the urge to keep eating her until dawn had to be postponed by club commitments, the delivery of weapons to the Italians in port. The wolverines need to fuck even with that, delivering to the port sucks, we need to get into their territory which always puts me on the back foot, so I make a point of participating, accompanied by Tip and Cade we guide the bikes towards the area of the large sheds next to the unloading of containers, the delivery truck right behind being driven by Darkness and Luck. In front of shed seven, we stopped, the armored cars stopped at the entrance the soldiers scattered around the place, I got off the motorcyc
Dragon I stopped pulling her in front of me holding her hips in front of the stairs, rubbing the hardness against the thin fabric feeling her press against me. — Take a good look – I whispered in her ear — Because up there I'm going to fuck you in such a way that this scene will look like paradise. The hairs on his neck stood on end and I took the opportunity to smell him, turning his face towards me with a small smile in the corner showing the canine and a predatory look his hand rose to reach my beard the unreadable dark eyes. “Careful Dragon. - I read her lips amidst the loud sound. - With what? – I asked in her ear. She turned, brushing her hip bone against my hard cock against my pants, running her left hand over my shirt, holding a smile as if hiding a secret, her long eyelashes blinked twice and I had the feeling of being drawn to a mermaid, once again. "I like hell." She grinned in full, her white teeth jutting out her red cheeks and lips in defiance. Feeling control sl
Diana Feeling his hard cock looming so close to my mouth with just the pants separating us, he pulled my hair back and cupped my throat with his other hand, I had to squeeze my thighs together trying to lessen the throbbing the caveman fuck causes. "I want your breasts in my mouth . " - He spoke directly. My chest tightened at the thought of taking off my shirt, despite the dim lighting in the room and entering through the large rectangular glass window overlooking the park, I prepared to answer and in an instant his mouth began kissing my calves, passing his tongue between the kisses , gripping my ankle tightly pulling me back onto the bed blue eyes searing every part of the exposed skin, the animal trapped in the calculated motions of his movements kneeling in front of me again pulling my shorts off, bringing his rough hands to my exposing ass all for the discerning gaze, my breasts ached at the man's disturbing sight. The broad shoulders between my thighs and the predatory smile
Dragon I leave the bathroom and observe the body wrapped in the sheet, the legs exposed, the flesh of the ass showing with the day dawning and the light starting to illuminate the room, I notice the small drawing on the right side under your ass. I approach, throwing the towel on the armchair next to me, passing my fingers over the soft skin, and touching the small tattoo written in another language, I run my nose over it listening to the soft sigh escape from the swollen red lips. I put my hand on her ass turning my face to fit between her legs and licking her reddened expanse from our late-night brutalities, I expect to get a protest but she just fucks with my head. Rolling her hips and rubbing herself against my face even when she's asleep, I stretch my hand pulling her nipple over the sheet to wake her up, contrary to what I expected she rolls again trying to turn around to open her legs, I let out a low laugh with how much the woman can be fiery. I don't let him do that, placing
Dragon “Bitch,” I reply, satisfied with her gaze. Our bodies sweat and breathe heavily, the environment full of the smell of sex her mouth half open moaning closer and closer to a second orgasm. I clenched my teeth with the feeling of pleasure going down my spine wanting to fuck the little defiant, I feel the grip and vibration of her second orgasm opening a smile with an almost hoarse scream escaping through her lips, the naughty girl runs her hands over my chest I look away from her fingers squeezing my nipples increasing the feeling of pleasure and when I release my hand from the wall, she wraps her left leg in mine knocking me down on the bed turning quickly and a sly look spreading her hands on my chest about to start the morning torture again, I growl with her sliding and instead of starting to ride she lifts her knees propping her feet on the mattress, I arch my eyebrow into position exposing the connection between our bodies I hear a sound and I realize it's my groan at the
Diana I feel the brightness touching my face and a comfortable heat, I move my body a little feeling the hard muscles and the delicious sensation spreading quickly. By the time I realize what I'm sleeping on, Dragon in all his naked glory being covered by my body, the aftermath starts to slam into the back of my consciousness along with all the obligations and goals of the last forty-five days. I watch his calm face sleeping, the soft snoring escaping through his lips, the firm chest rising and falling the hair spread across the pillow making the sin of a man even sexier. I sigh, taking my arm off my ass, escaping the impossible link between the two of us. Precise focus. I cover my naked body with the sheet, I walk through the open space of the room, seeing the sun already high. I enter the bathroom trying to make as little noise as possible, noticing the hidden luxury with dark walls and a large hydromassage at the end I opted for the shower feeling the hot water clearing my thou
Diana Through the darkened window I catch Tip's gaze watching the car, I breathe a sigh of relief remembering the cold plate. The car starts to move and I finally look at my brother with a frown. “What the fuck did you do? - The white fingers squeezing the steering wheel. — Relax, just what is necessary - The car jolts - At least drive as if nothing happened, let's drive around the city, we need to talk. "Kind of hard to ignore," he replies. We are in silence crossing the limits of Fort George, crossing the Upper East Level the scenery in the window is changing with the huge buildings of the concrete jungle. Lots of people in the streets, the sky is unexpectedly clear, and the streets start to fill up with traffic jams. - Right. I turn, watching Giacomo with his hands on the steering wheel, scrutinizing me at the red light. "What does necessarily mean?" “Blood Angel is supplying weapons to another family within NY. - I answer, going back to looking at people through the window
Giulia CostelloThis electricity that's been building between us since we've worked things out is so perfect that I feel as if the big man at six foot four, with an extension of mine, our eyes silently meet and our minds seem to agree on every perversity and damn. I feel so much more powerful than any Disney princess, my man is not a charming prince and he is capable of anything for me.That's why he doesn't stop for a single second when he takes my mouth with pleasure inside the hospital room, with the villain of my story trapped in a bed in the same way he was trapped, without voice, without strength at the mercy of his will. I should be disgusted, angry, or repudiated but all I can feel is my pussy getting more and more wet with the desire to cause even a fraction of the pain it caused me.The vision of your perfect princess, falling apart in the arms of your foe.I lose my thoughts when Giacomo bites his lower lip.- If you want to do this, be with me.- He whispers.- I want to, b
Giacomo CostelloI hold tight to the tiny, shivering body, nuzzling the golden locks loving the scent of lavender mixed with my soap some soldiers were unable to look at the mangled body inside the box I sent Giovanni as a gift, my Bella's wife had a brilliant idea filling my chest with pride to see my rose blooming into beautiful black petals. I managed to fix the thought of playing our game even with the concern in the face of fear for the kidnapping of Bianca, Theo, and Tip in the same way that they arrived invading the door of the apartment together with Diana gone crazy, they returned to Texas in the jet to be ready at the very moment that Giovanni opened his mouth with something useful, the unfortunate man did nothing but gloat over dinner. However, what a surprise to feel the small hand smoothing my suit, and when I got into the car to follow Enrico with Giuseppe at the wheel, I found the damn cell phone in the inside pocket. Not even Diana had been able to imagine such an end
Giacomo CostelloMy little angel seems to have a vein ready to be corrupted and I'm a lucky bitch to be chosen to mold it, Giovanni's soldiers were all taken to headquarters, the youngest's body dumped in a vacant lot like fuck of the traitor he was considered.The towers of the Don begin to fall, and the men of the council find out about the trafficking of women, of course, with a little help in painting Vincenzo as a traitor, they are suspiciously spreading like ants without a queen. Shaking off the strength of the man with the arrogant look who pretends to know nothing, calling the Sicilian chiefs for help, I am left wondering how and where he is hiding everyone else's money or if we need to exterminate everyone.Her small hands bring me back to the present in the white hallway needing to go with Don untied my wife, but not before whispering in her ear.- Remind me to steal you a fucking Oscar, little one.Just as the sparkle appears in his eyes, as we move away from the women who
Giulia CostelloWhen the two men entered the apartment, interrupting our lunch, the idea formed as quickly as I dared to do it, so now sitting in the luxury restaurant that Giovanni loves so much, I cross my legs confidently as I have never been able to feel in all these years. The microphone is hidden in the small pendant, I lift the glass taking a sip of the water, I look at the entrance and there is a pair of sky blue eyes shining with confidence, pompous, proud, and arrogant.As I spoke aloud what I intended, I sorely expected to feel remorse, and pity for conspiring against my brother, the father of my daughter. But he was never that, always being the jailer of my prison inside the high walls built to feed his ego, the well-cut suit showing the muscles under the gray fabric, the dress pants showing the long, thick legs, a beautiful painting to hide the true face.I open a perfect smile when I see him sit down calling the waiter to take the order, holding the bile from the sickeni
Giácomo I feel the small body turning, the sensitive breasts rubbing letting all her arousal free as the small hand stays firm with mine over her heart the other rises tracing every curve of the mask I wear to hide my demons.The soft fingers tugging at the skin of her lower lip, enticing the beast to adore every sharp detail of her, the silent words trapped in my mouth that may never be spoken but that only she seems to understand and see beneath the lies and farce, the smiles and looks, my little angel.- You are mine and I am your Gia, we belong and complete each other. - I hold my breath with her fingers slipping into my mouth, biting the tip earning her moan. - Your thirst for revenge is mine, and all the blood that will be spilled in the middle of this war will be in our hands.- Bella… - I sigh the notion of the burden she is willing to carry is too great for someone who has already been so hurt. - It is not necessary.I am silenced by the fingers releasing the lips quickly be
Giacomo CostelloI sat in the wooden chair admiring the depraved body so destroyed the blood running from the cut ears bathe, pieces of skin rotting the muscles exposed to the dirt of the place.- I don't know what to do. - My sister breaks the silence. - Having the pleasure of torturing you more or having the pleasure of knowing that Giovanni will do that job.A wide smile spreads across her pale face.- He would never kill me.- After receiving our video fucking like two animals in heat? - I speak slowly, loving the fear showing through. - He advanced my marriage.- Brother, I prefer to have this pleasure, remember that Vikings episode?I open a smile at the decision, getting up from the chair in slow steps, I admire the piece of furniture without doors displaying a complete arsenal for torture, I choose a scalpel with a 5 mm blade. I go back in front of him, straining against the marked muscles causing sharp screams, I take two steps back watching her steps positioning herself from
Giulia Costello“Is this baby mine?” 🇧🇷 His snarled words were enough to raise the barriers around him, and when he asked about denying it to my brothers I was unable to say anything more than "It's my fault."Since then, he has just left the apartment for another one a few floors below, denying any visit from Giovanni, leaving only Antonella to appear to have a cinema moment with me. of the trapped man, feeling the smile dying before the memories of the last few weeks, destroyed in just a single day, and in a single sentence the man was gone and the demon under the mask appeared.- You are an idiot.- What?- That's right little sister you're a fucking idiot.I felt the burning in my eyes with more tears forming, holding back the cries to avoid exhausting my baby.- I'm sorry Vincenzo, I should have done something.His mocking laugh filled the small spot raising the hairs on the back of my neck, I felt the chill run down my spine.- Once upon a time.- Brother save...- SHUT THE FU
Fifteen days after the kidnapping…..Giulia CostelloThe strong hand holds the left wrist without hesitating forcing my steps down the corridor, I went down the right hand to the belly wanting to protect the little being from all the hatred and pain caused by my choices.I breathed a little relieved as I passed through the library door losing hope at the same moment I met his dark eyes shot with fury the click of the door lock made all my hair stand on end.I wanted to say something, anything, but being prevented by the lump in my throat, realized that I was never wrong to choose my brothers.In front of the slow steps, I took a step backward, falling on my ass to the ground, letting out a murmur of pain, ignored by the father of my son. When I was close enough I lowered my head waiting.I looked up to meet his hard at the same time wounded as if he was disappointed, I turned a little more and realized that he had pushed aside the big armchair revealing a small wooden door with a lock
DianaI've been taking a deep breath looking at the people sitting inside Giacomo's apartment, a few more minutes and the floor will probably crack under my feet at the naivety of thinking they would do everything as planned. None of the four have said a word since we got here and Jackson has run off with the excuse of finding the man who's been shaking me.I need to kill and butcher and scream and get all this fury out and maybe that's why they're quiet, fear. The silence of my attitudes, my voice, my fury shuddering at each of the idiots who acted without talking to me.I walk out onto the fully open porch because my brother has had a temper tantrum and the tempered glass isn't ready yet. I snap my neck trying to organize my thoughts, Gia is about to open her mouth and I turn around raising an eyebrow that closes my mouth at the same time.I suck in a breath harder than necessary, feeling the pain invading my lungs with the effort, my fingertips numb, I grab the cell phone from the