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Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY FOUR
❧ Fiorella ☙My heart pounds in my chest and fear creeps up my back. I miscalculated the distance between this place, I also didn't see the huge mesh that borders the whole place from side to side. "HAAAAAAAAAAAA", I scream in the cold, empty darkness, light seeps in from the still half-open door I came out of. If I go back now, no one will know I tried to run away. No, he'll be able to read it all over my face as soon as he takes his mouth off the other woman long enough to notice me.It doesn't matter now, what's done is done, there's no turning back, I take one last look at the door and head in the opposite direction, up a small hill towards a post or lamp that cuts through the darkness. I hit a screen before I reach it. My only options are to take shelter inside or follow the screen out of this maze of warehouses.Well, forward I get an urge to run, especially knowing that as soon as he realizes I've disappeared, he'll come chasing after me. The farther away he is, the less chanc
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY FIVE
❧ Fiorella ☙Another moan escapes me and he groans into my shoulder, he shoves the last few inches into me with those big, wide fingers. When he positions himself on top of me to look into my eyes. "Let's play a game, I'll ask you a question, and if you answer it correctly, I'll make you feel really good. If you don't answer, I'll leave you a quivering mess, wanting a release that I'll never let you have. Nod if you understand." I nod slowly, avoiding eye contact, so he doesn't spy the urge to push him away from me, to fight his words and the demands of our bodies. "That's the way I like it," he whispers along the column of my neck, his lips tracing every sensitive bundle of nerves there."Let's start with an easy one. Who do you belong to?" He accompanies his question by slipping his fingers inside me and turning his hand so that his thumb brushes my clit. I shudder."Darian, please , don't ask me that..... please," I beg him trying to close my thighs without being able to do it."
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY SIX
❧ Darian ☙After what happened last night, I want her even more and her being naked, tied to the bed in her room, doesn't help at all on the contrary it only causes me to get harder. I felt it was a fitting punishment for her running away, for having almost completely escaped from me.I can't even think about it, or I feel like grabbing her, marking her, claiming her back. The urge came over me last night. I did nothing I regret, except stopping before burying myself in her warmth. Even now, something primal in my body demands I take her in ways I've never taken a woman.The way she writhed on the ground, with the rocks and dirt grinding into her skin, she had enjoyed my cruelty. And I had savored the reward afterwards. It's not until Connor walks into my office and plops down on the couch in front of my desk with a meaningful look on his face that I completely push away the thought of his soft skin under my hands.Today he's wearing black pants and a black t-shirt looks like we're in
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY SEVEN
❧ Darian ☙"Fiorella will be sold, and it doesn't matter if she dies right after." As I say the words out loud, my chest tightens uncomfortably. For my plan, it doesn't matter what happens to her afterwards. It shouldn't matter to me either, but the thought of her death turns my stomach."If you say so." Connor shakes his head at me and walks out of the room. I come out shortly after, my legs carrying me to her room without thinking about it. She was furious when I tied her to the bed. I wonder if she's calmed down. Probably not. Maybe I can smooth things over for now.And if I can't, well, she won't be my problem in a few days anyway. I push open the door and walk into her room. She's lying on the bed just as I left her. Completely naked and on the sheets, her wrists tied to the corner of the bed and her ankles at the foot of the bed. "Enjoying your stay, my dear?", I said with a smirk. "Moira came here earlier, do you know how embarrassing it was? She saw me...like this." She tilt
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY EIGHT
❧ Fiorella ☙"Any revenge he gets by selling me out won't do him any good and won't make him feel any better when it's over. I'll just be another mark on his conscience, another scar he'll never be able to erase." My voice is low and thready. I try to keep the tears at bay so he doesn't really see how scared I am."This isn't about Lorenzo caring about you. This is about Darian taking something from your husband. You think we don't know he's desperately looking for you? It's clear he does, but knowing that Darian took something from him is what will destroy him, that's the real revenge." My mouth drops open, probably making me feel like a fish out of water.Of course, he knows that. However, he doesn't care that he's innocent. I don't know if that makes it better or worse. "I thought we were friends once, you were always chivalrous to me and never disrespected me, I never thought you would agree to this, it's such a low and dastardly thing to do," Connor studies me, his long muscular
Italian Mafia 2 THIRTY NINE
❧ Fiorella ☙"You want to tell me something, Brendan?" she snorts and shrugs."Just the usual. Fuck off, and I'll see you at dinner." When he tries to leave, Darian grabs him by the shirt and throws him back in front of him. I move out of the way so I don't get caught between them.Darian and his cousin remind me of a bull and a red flag. The outcome can never end well. Darian has his Brendan's shirt clenched in his hands as he leans in with a growl, "Did you think about touching my wife and tasting her before the auction?" I don't like the way he says "my wife," which warms me in places I had tried to cover up with nonchalance.Brendan shakes his head and pushes Darian off of him. "I don't want anything to do with her. She'll be gone tomorrow. By the way, thanks for letting me know you set the date, asshole."Darian looks ready to throw a punch, and I shrink back behind his desk chair, something akin to guilt creeping through me. I'd brought Brendan into this, and now I was going to
Italian Mafia 2 FOURTY
❧ Darian ☙I rip the top button of my shirt from its hole as I stare into her eyes. "What does it look like?" it takes me a few seconds to rip off the rest of the buttons and pull the shirt out of my pants.She drags her gaze over every inch of my slowly revealing skin. She may think she's above it all, but I can see the whites of her eyes as she takes in my abs and the tattoos covering my torso.I toss my shirt on the chair and unbuckle my belt, never taking my eyes off her. But she continues to stare at my body like it's the last dessert on the buffet. "See anything you like?" I shout at her.When she doesn't answer, I take off my belt and snap my fingers in front of her nose. He startles and grabs the desk by the hips. His eyes dart to mine. "What?""It's rude to stare, Fiorella, tell me what you want, what you were going to offer Connor and maybe he'll give it to you. Use your words." She swallows hard, her voice low and husky as she replies."You call me darling when you're angry
Italian Mafia 2 FOURTY ONE
❧ Darian ☙Before she can think too much, I lean down and take one of her nipples between my teeth. She lets out a little moan when I apply pressure and then suck on the pain. I switch to the other side and do the same. I'm supposed to punish her, get her back under control, but every time I see that telltale pink flush on her skin, all I can think about is touching every inch of her body, marking it with mine until it's the only thing she feels, the standard by which she'll measure every man after me. "Do you still want me to release you?" I ask, lips pressed to his sternum. He arches toward me, pleading with his body."Mmm... that's what I thought." Disregarding my words, I pull his shirt off his wrists. "Open my pants and touch me." She locks her eyes on mine, even as she's already heading for the zipper of my pants, dragging it down, my belt buckle bumping against her wrist. Gingerly, she pushes my pants down with one hand as she grips my hard length with the other."Do you want
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Italian Mafia 2 EPILOGUE
❧ Fiorella ☙I get in the car with Lorenzo and I can see my daughter, Camilo is carrying her in his arms and she is still unconscious."Don't worry, the doctor is already waiting at home. She will be fine.""She needs a hospital," I mention but Lorenzo is already shaking his head."I promise he'll get the same medical attention at our house, maybe even better." Knowing that arguing is futile, I sigh and let my head rest on his shoulder."Why did you come after me?" I whisper."I wanted to save her and keep you safe, but if you hadn't come, we'd probably both be dead. Thank you for coming for us." He shakes his head and runs his hands down my back and through my hair. His touch is very pleasant, and the relief I feel knowing this is over takes a huge weight off my shoulders."You don't have to be strong," he tells me."You didn't have to do any of this, if you hadn't come , I would have found out and we would have come to save her, but you shouldn't have been caught in the middle, of a
Italian Mafia 2 FIFTY SEVEN
❧ Fiorella ☙A few heartbeats pass as I look into his eyes. There is no warmth in his gaze, nothing I recognize from the man I lived with for five years of my life."You don't have to do this. I can take care of him for you." I shake my head and square myself with the gun again."She's too weak, do you think she'll make a good wife? She doesn't even have the stomach to end up with a man like me. What if she has to make a really tough decision? She won't have the stomach for it, and you'll always be protecting her from the hard stuff.""Shut your mouth," Lorenzo tells him angrily, and his grip tightens around mine."Let me help you do this. I can help you pull the trigger if you need me to. I can do it for you.""How fucking sweet," Darian teases as he hears us.Lorenzo whispers again just for me," Give me the gun, Fiorella you don't have to do this, I'll make sure he never hurts us again and you don't have to feel less because you can't do it yourself."I take a deep breath and know I
Italian Mafia 2 FIFTY SIX
❧ Fiorella ☙A week has passed and things have slowly changed, Lorenzo has been calmer, without the fear of me being taken away from his side, his wild desire has not diminished but at least he is sweeter when we make love.Darian's threat is still latent, today we returned to Italy and I finally got to see my beautiful daughter again, she is going to private school, obviously guarded to the teeth.But Lorenzo doesn't want her to miss that stage of her life, we haven't talked about what happened between Darian and me in Ireland and I think it's the best thing to do, forget everything and leave what happened in the past.We are in our house and it brings back so many memories, good and bad but I think the good ones are winning over the rest, I am about to enter his office in our house.I see him sitting and busy, I walk in trying not to make any noise and stand next to him, as he wraps his arms around my waist sitting me on his lap.He drops his head on my shoulder and crashes into me.
Italian Mafia 2 FIFTY FIVE
❧ Lorenzo ☙After she is done, I remove the tray from the bed , "Fiorella has a better countenance , I see her and I can't help but want her."Come here," I tell her and drag her naked onto my lap.Her ass is firm and soft in my hands, and I knead my fingertips on her muscles. Thankfully, she doesn't resist, with her body straddling mine and her knees digging into my hips.My penis is already erect and I look down at it, as she follows my gaze and I watch her until she notices, her body tensing over mine as if she wants to pull away . "Are you nervous?" I ask her, it's been a while since I've been inside her making her my wife again and waiting is killing me.She shakes her head too hard to be true, I run my lips along the curve of her jaw and enjoy the way she writhes against me."Don't worry, I'll take care of you." Carefully, I hold her ass in my hands and turn us over so that she's lying on her back and I'm between her thighs.She sucks in a ragged breath that is heard loudly bet
Italian Mafia 2 FIFTY FOUR
❧ Fiorella ☙Somehow, I manage to get a few hours of sleep, probably out of sheer exhaustion, but that's not all I see when I wake up. A blanket of warmth surrounds me from my neck to my feet. I blink several times to adjust to the light and see Lorenzo passed out, his naked body pressed against mine.It is rather a shock to find him naked, I had forgotten the Greek god body.My belly muscles tighten at the image before me, I like him so much. He is solid, strong, his muscles sink and rise under his skin. Looking at him I feel the strange urge to trace his ridges with my teeth and tongue, to learn the map of his body as he has surely memorized mine.It's nothing, obviously, I'm still furious that he denied me an orgasm this morning. That must be the only reason I find him so attractive at the moment. It's definitely not the black ink tattoos running across his skin or the faint layer of hair that runs from his navel to his already semi-erect penis. The man is always spliced when he's
Italian Mafia 2 FIFTY THREE
❧ Lorenzo ☙When we arrive at the house, she texts Camilo to make sure everything is clear. I cradle her against my chest, push open the car door and pull her out of the vehicle.The sun is rising on the horizon, sending a soft light over her skin. She has bruises on her arms and hips from the rough treatment I've given her. A small part of me feels guilty, but a bigger part loves to see my marks on her body.When she sees them, she will know she is mine in every way. I hug her gently as I enter the house. As promised, not a soul in sight. She stirs in my arms and I carefully pull her to her feet as I cross the driveway."Enter and go straight down the stairs, on your left you will see a hallway follow it to the last room in the hallway and I will be with you in a moment." He shrugs and walks. Only now I notice the slight limp in her step as she leans from one foot to the other.I should have been more gentle with her, but I couldn't. Not when I just got her back. Not when it still hu
Italian Mafia 2 FIFTY TWO
❧ Fiorella ☙The heat I felt earlier turns to anger, and I glare back at her. "Is that what you want, a woman who pretends to like your member, that's all you've rescued me for, and I thought you'd have no trouble finding a willing woman;" Mercilessly, he thrusts two fingers into me, plunging deep.The air in my lungs evaporates. The pleasure he's giving me is based on pain, but I wouldn't stop him, couldn't even if I tried."You can lie all you want, but your body will always betray you. It would take me two minutes to make you cum around my fingers right now."Before I can respond, he flips me onto my stomach and drags my hips up to meet his."I warned you and you wanted to fight for it. Now I'm going to take you as is, and it's not going to be as good for you as it could have been." I groan and try to shuffle my hips, crawl to the door and claw at the knob to get out.He stops my advance and wraps his arm around my waist, pressing himself against my ass, and with his other hand, he
Italian Mafia 2 FIFTY ONE
❧ Lorenzo ☙She gets up walks out of the room heading down the hallway and I go after her "You can't run away from me," I tell her, not bothering to walk any faster, as there is nowhere in the house for her to hide.Her bare feet tap the wood before falling silent, which means she has either stopped or moved into the hallway with the runner.I turn the corner and see the tips of her hair as she steps into a room, I walk to the door and open it, the darkness doesn't let me see her but I can smell her and feel her.I rest my hands on the open door and look around the room. The only things left inside are the bare furniture and the heavy curtains on the windows."Principessa? You can't hide from me. Come out now and I'll make this easier for you." I listen carefully, concentrating on any movement or sound. The bathroom door is closed, so I don't think he's gone in before I get to the door.If she doesn't come out, I'll have to go in after her and show her exactly what happens when she ch
