I listened to what she was telling me. Still, I couldn't stop looking at her, intoxicated by having her so close to me, her scent, her body, everything about her, was too much, and I wanted it; I needed to possess her, but I remembered what her stupid brother had told her.
That she would return with her future husband, over my dead body, I will let someone else have what I now recognized as mine, and she, Fiorella, is mine.
"Fiorella!" I said, looking at her and seeing how she reacted with surprise when she heard her name from my lips.
"How do you know my name?" she asked in surprise.
"I know everything about you," I said, moving closer to her.
The distance between us vanished, and my arm went around her waist, pulling her to me; she did not stop looking at me. Her body was tense; I took the cup from her hand and deposited it on a nearby table.
I caressed her cheek and looked at those beautiful lips, "I think ...... I.... better go.... Fabrizio......" she said, stuttering and too nervous; I loved how her body was trembling.
"Why don't you let me worry about your brother," I said, smiling at her.
I got closer to her face and felt how she let out a sigh when my lips touched hers; I couldn't wait any longer. I had to kiss her, but it wasn't a possessive kiss. Still, a deep, intense one, I could taste her full lips; I pulled her body closer to mine to hug her tightly.
When I pulled away from her lips, she was breathing heavily. I looked into her eyes, "I don't want you to worry about anything or anyone; you don't know who I am, but my word is the law in Italy, and as long as I am here, you will be treated with respect, let me worry about the rest" I said caressing her beautiful face.
She looked so surprised; her innocent face drove me crazy, "I don't understand; why would she do anything for me," she asked me, confused."Because no one messes with what is mine," I said, looking at her eyes that were the window of her innocence; even though she had the body of a mature and very sexy woman, deep down, she was innocent and how I would enjoy stealing that innocence from her.
"Now, if you are feeling better, I would like to ask you to dance with me," I said, and her eyes widened wider than usual.
"I don't think it's appropriate, my brother told me........." she replied, but before she finished, I interrupted her.
"Shhhh...Fiorella!!!, what did I just tell you" I said, asking her to repeat my words.
"That I didn't care about anything or anyone, I know, but it's that Fabrizio......" she kept talking, anyone else in her place, I would already have him on a stake for not obeying me and making him have to repeat my words, I hate having to say things twice, I am the most important Don and my word was the law before everyone.
"Little girl, I don't like to repeat what I say twice; you'll learn not to make those same mistakes."
"For this time, I'll let it go; your brother is the last thing I'm worried about
; he's the one who should worry about not being on my wrong side; I already told you I'll take care of him.""If that's all you're worried about, then there's no stopping you from indulging me in what I'm asking of you."
I took her hand tightly between mine and smiled at her; she was a little shy, but she didn't refuse; on the contrary, she was quite submissive, and I liked that about her already.
We both went back to the living room; I had her close to me without leaving any space between us; I wanted everyone to see how I was claiming her as mine, whoever dared to see her with other eyes in front of me, I would not hesitate to take out my gun at this instant and blow her brains out.
I saw Camilo as I approached the track and told him to come closer, "After this song, we are leaving; I want you to be ready with the car at the main entrance," I told him without Fiorella noticing an accent, and he followed my orders.
I stopped in front of her, and my arm went around her waist, bringing her closer to my body; her chest was close to mine, although she is smaller, her face was almost to my neck, she looked as beautiful as a porcelain doll in my hands, delicate, fragile and mine.
The song started, and she let herself be carried away by my rhythm; I placed her hands on my neck so I could hold her; she had a shy smile and looked around us, nervous; I'm sure she was worried trying to locate her brother among the people and waiting for some reaction from him.
Without further thought in my mind, I already had the perfect plan, while one of my hands was on her lower back, with my other hand I caressed her cheek and guided her head to rest on my neck, I felt her a little tense, but she didn't resist.
I could feel her body relax, her breathing was slower, and I knew she felt safe in my arms, and why wouldn't she feel that way? My plan was working. I could see how the people around us started to murmur; it was exactly what I wanted.Our bodies being so close to each other, with such familiarity and knowing that this was her first appearance, would leave no doubt that there was some relationship between us.
I leaned close to his ear and said almost as a whisper, "Are you feeling better,."
A smile came across her face, and she still had her eyes closed when she answered me.
"Yes, I think I feel calmer, thank you.""I'm glad; sometimes family can be a hindrance or jerks; I tell you that I have experience in that."
We kept dancing and having her so close to my body; I was getting so hard, it was impossible not to inhale her delicious scent; her perfume was driving me crazy, my hands were caressing her back.
And she made a sound that I could bet was a moan, which made me so hard.
*LORENZO*My arms were around her exquisite figure, I was hugging her, and she was hugging me as if we were a couple that had known each other for a long time, I moved my head closer to her neck, and without thinking about it, my lips touched the skin of her neck, depositing a kiss, I didn't remove my lips from that place.And even less when I saw Dante's face, while I did it, my lips ran along his neck and from his mouth only moans could be heard, which were only perceived by me, that made me quite hard.I smiled at the sight of Dante, and that's when the song stopped; I looked at Fiorella and said, "Would you like to go somewhere else? I promise I'll take care of you".She looked at me confused but didn't look away from mine, she started to look around us, and I knew the panic was taking over her; my hand took her chin, and I lifted it so she could stare at me."It's your decision and no one else's; we won't do anything you
*FIORELLA*"I think it's normal, I don't even know who you are, and my brother won't be long in coming back, he is quite protective, and he told me not to talk to anyone,"His gaze was anger-penetrating, strong as if he wanted to possess me; I don't know how to explain it, but in front of him, I felt protected, but at the same time, I knew I was in danger.In this place, nothing was what it seemed; no one was a white dove, everyone was disguised, and under those seductive looks, there werewolves, waiting for the right moment to attack you.My mind was wandering when I heard my name from his lips, and it brought me back to reality."Fiorella!" he said in such a seductive way.
*Fiorella* After that kiss and that feeling that was driving me crazy, he said, "Would you like to go somewhere else? I promise I'll take care of you". I looked at him, confused; I didn't know what to tell him. I hesitated; my gaze went all around us. I was afraid that Fabrizio would appear or my father; his hand took my chin and lifted it towards him. "It's your decision and no one else's; we won't do anything you don't want; I would just like to be able to talk to you somewhere else, without so many people around." I took a deep breath and said with my voice a little shaky, "Okay." He smiled when he heard my answer, held my hand, and we both walked towards the main entrance, but that tranquility
*FIORELLA*Lorenzo stopped in front of his car and held out his hand to guide me; it was so dark that I couldn't see anything."Don't be afraid, you are with me, nothing will happen to you," he said, very sure of himself, and I didn't doubt it, but the problem would be, who will save me from him?We both walked, and I felt something firm under my slippers; Lorenzo took out some keys and opened the door of what looked like a cabin, we entered, and everything was too dark."Wait for me here, don't move," said Lorenzo, and I didn't think to do it; I couldn't even move.Suddenly the light came on, and I was surprised by the place where we were; it was a huge cabin, rustic but with e
*FIORELLA*"You are so fucking beautiful," he said as he continued kissing me.His hand found the zipper of my dress and began to pull it down while his fingers caressed my back seductively; my breath hitched; this was too much, I felt his cock brushing against my entrance, and I knew that if I didn't stop him, I would give myself to him completely."Lorenzo! ..... Please!...it's too much, I can't ...." I moaned between moans, and my breathing was so agitated that I could hardly speak.He moved to my neck and kept kissing me, but he miraculously stopped; I could feel his chest rising quickly as if he was about to finish a marathon."You don't know how hard it is for me to hold back, but this time it will be like you want; we'll just sleep together," Lorenzo said.My eyes popped out, and I sat on the bed, still hanging on my chest, "we will sleep together.....en in the same bed...." I
*LORENZO* "Stop, Lorenzo, please, don't kill him," she said, screaming. "You think I should listen to your sister? I've killed more men for less than what you just did; nobody lays a hand on my woman," I said, furious, and I approached him and said furiously. "And your sister, you fucking asshole, she is my woman now, just because she asks me to, I won't put a bullet in your fucking head this instant, but just put a hand on her again, breathe near her and bother her, please make my life easier and give me an excuse to erase you from the face of the earth." "I warn you, Fabrizio, don't challenge me; my patience has a limit I said as I approached Fiorella and saw her face turning red from the slap her brother had given her. "What's going on here? Fiorella mia figlia ...." said Don Giuseppe as he approached my beautiful Fiorella. Seeing her reddened face, he looked at me with anger as he saw her fa
*FIORELLA*It's been more than an hour that Lorenzo was in the office talking with Papa and Fabrizio. I can only hear the screams, and I know it's impossible that this situation ends well; being 3 men of strong character, I fear the worst.That feeling disappears when I hear someone knocking on my door, "Come in...".Seeing who opened the door, I let out a sigh, and my hand automatically went to my heart; I didn't even realize I was holding my breath, "Fiorella..." said Lorenzo and entered my room.I immediately ran into his arms; I don't know why but I needed to be close to him; I didn't even know why.He hugged me tightly, and his hand caressed my hair while I put my face on his chest." I think I told you not to worry about any of this because I had everything under control," he said as he lifted my chin with his hand."I'm sorry, I can't help it; what happened?" I asked him immedi
*LORENZO*Giuseppe informed me that Fiorella was already aware of everything. Obviously, she was furious, with good reason it is not easy to find out that your family wanted to sell you and that she would end up married to someone like me.Although she doesn't want to, she will have to accept the reality, and that is the only option Fiorella has now, to be the future Mrs. Razzo, my wife. As such, she will have to satisfy all my needs; I know perfectly well that she won't have to make an effort.FUCK!, just thinking about her makes my dick hard in my pants; I have to speed everything up and marry her as soon as possible; I don't think I can wait any longer; I want to have her in my bed every night.I want to wake up with her scent on my pillow, touch her whenever I want, have her whenever I want; I will go over every part of her body, explore every centimeter until I make her mine completely.But first, I m
After leaving Lorenzo and divorcing him, I am living my pregnancy in London, surrounded by people who helped me, when she was born was the happiest day of my life, I never told Lorenzo that I was expecting a little girl, I wanted to keep that to myself. I know he's been looking for us and although I haven't seen him, he has been keeping an eye on us , but I can’t accept it not yet. Maybe I’m a fool and I should let him know her, but my little one has a normal life and will continue as long as I live. I know it’s been years now but I deserve more my daugther deserve more, I don't know if I will ever forgive him, but only destiny can know that. My little Leonella is already five years old and I think it is now time for her to get to know Italy, I used my mother's money and invested it in shares and that has multiplied, giving me the life of luxury that my daughter and I deserve. I have told her about Italy and how beautiful it is, the cities and the culture, although we have lived i
*Fiorella*I called Lorenzo to talk to him about divorce, he’s still adamant about not accepting it but I won’t go back.Lorenzo arrived and was dressed very formally in a black coat that complemented the color of his eyes and made him look very attractive."Fiorella, please let talk". He looked me deeply in the eyes for a moment, there was tension in the air that I could feel. He broke the silence, "Sit down, will me?" he said without looking away.From his expression I realized that he was already undressing me with his eyes, plus I knew that I looked beautiful why he wouldn’t want me. " Thank you,"I was nervous I didn’t know whether to tell him the I was pregnant or just sign the papers and be out of his life forever.
*Fiorella*He pushed me to bed and stood over me. I pushed him away from me, but I can’t handle his strength. He kissed my lips. It was a tough kiss that I thought my lips would break to pieces.His lips went down to my neck. I can’t do anything but cry, he didn’t explain this semblance to me."You are mine, Fiorella, only mine." I said and tore his shirt. I saw in his eyes the wonder. I covered my body with the blanket because my top clothes are the only thing left on my upper body. But he grabbed the blanket I tried to cover in my body. "Don’t hide that, love. That’s mine." He said and removed the last thing, my garment on the top of my body. He attacked my lef
* Lorenzo*When I get out of bed I see someone next to me then I remind myself that I was on a bedside table with a girl named Loreta.She had short blonde hair touching her bare shoulders, she had long fake cheap nails and brown eyes.When I got out of bed "Lorenzo stay a little longer, go!" she said and that annoyed me, I don’t let anyone talk to me like that only my wife.I don’t let any woman sleep in my bed any more than my wife, so right now I was with her in the guest room at my playhouse, which Fiorella believes has already been dismantled.She starts complaining again and again as I grab my gun off the table and shoot him in the leg. Loreta starts screaming
*Alina*Early in the morning, my phone rings, I hate morning calls, but I bet it’s important. So I looked through my phone and found it on my nightstand,"Hello," I reply in a heartbreaking voice."Ms. Alina, it’s me"."Who’s who?" I frown."From Mr. Rocci’s house," he whispers."Yes, Mr. But what is it?" I sit and continue to listen to your report.I heard that the family besides Rocci’s unit doesn’t want to move because of the money and his job.So I came up with a plan and I let Mr. But handle it,
Examine my face and body thoroughly with your eyes and there’s the point of realizing, "Oh, Ms. Alina. I didn’t know it was you. You look..." he pauses, "look. uh-" trying to find the right words to say,So I meddled, "Different? I guess I passed the test if not even a citizen could recognize me." I smiled at him and went back to business,"So, will you let me in?""Boo-"I cut him off, "No buts. Or should I tell you something, Don? That one of his subjects is no longer loyal to him?"He swallows and does not respond. His sweat is all over his face, and now I am losing patience.He’s still adamant, so I dropped my last trick.
*Alina*I go to Loreta at 107, and I catch them doing their thing intimately,"Hello Loreta, I’m going, come here a second"."Oh... just for... ah... ah... a moment... uhhh... alina..." I wear a smile on my lips, hearing this recharges me.I close the door and wait outside. A few minutes later, Sandy leaves the room, "God Alina, don’t you know how to knock?" I laugh at her and mock her,"Woah... who did this Loreta? Ahh... ah... uh..." with matching recreation, her face turns red. "It’s not funny Alina." smiles at me."Relax, okay? The old man asked me to do some things. Call me if there’s anything new, okay?" I kiss her
*Alina*Upon seeing me, a man in his robe with a great complexion says excitedly: "Alina! ! Alina! Alina!", . He’s sitting generously on his favorite couch, so I walk up to him and sit on his lap. I put my arms around his neck and I start to pass my fingers on his neck to the back of his ears that he likes, then a moan escapes from his mouth, "perverted man," I thought.He looks for my hands, takes them off his neck, touches them, and gives them little kisses as he says, "I missed you so much, Alina but I need you to do something important for me.""That’s good to hear, because I’m getting tired of fucking you," he said. I almost smiled at hearing it, but I need to do an act. " Uhh," with regret written on my face I said in a flirtatious way."I think you’re getting tired of me, who’s your new girl, tell me, huh? Come on tell me!" Forgive me, but what I’m saying makes me want to vomit, really."Is she beautiful and younger than me?" He laug
*Alina* It's 10 o'clock at night when a knock on the door opens at the back of the bar. The car engine shuts off and the slamming of the door follows. You hear the distinct voices of men walking, you see figures with bulging bodies still telling stories about their great virility. Alina's curiosity, reaches its peak as she hears the striking cries of young girls and the constant screams of women who are probably in their early twenties. So her only way to see is through the window. He grabs onto the wooden chair and uses it as a foothold. She tries to keep her balance and tries to find the right angle to see clearly what is going on outside. He starts to blink and walks over to the window and this is what he sees, both hands and feet are tied together with rope. The young men were carried like pigs on the shoulders of the two men of a Don, but who is the , I don't remember anything, not even what I'm doing here.