Lorenzo’s POV Carlo frowned before giving Mateo a weird look. “Hell no! Why will I do that?” He asked. “What I’m trying to say is that I’m planning on going out with her.”Mateo blinked. “Are you trying to say you want that stripper to be your girlfriend?”“Yes.”I stopped shooting and walked up to them. I cleaned my face with a handkerchief before slumping down on the chair close to Carlo. Mateo didn’t pay attention to my presence as he was still looking shocked at what Carlo had told him. To be honest, I was also shocked. Carlo was a smooth heartbreaker who had never dated a woman before. He believed in having sex with them once before dumping them and now, out of nowhere, he was ready to date a stripper who he had just met the previous night. That was crazy to think about.“Are you fucking serous?” Mateo exclaimed, looking at Carlo. “Like, I mean, Carlo all my life I have known you as a playboy and now you met a chick last night and you are thinking of stepping it up?” He purses
Honey’s POV. Lorenzo hadn’t returned since he left in the morning. I had been taken back to my room and this time, Madam Q ensured the door was locked so I was basically restricted from going anywhere. It was a good thing I wasn’t bound with any of those ridiculous ropes. It gave me a chance to observe the room I had been locked in. Throughout the day, I had searched every nook and cranny of the room for any clues on how I could escape from this hell of a place, but Lorenzo was smart. He hadn’t left anything to aid my escape plan. It would have been easier if I could get my hands on a phone. I would have been able to reveal my location to the police so that they could come to my rescue. When I hadn’t found anything of good use, I had remained in my bed, deriving satisfaction from making up different scenarios in my head on how I would get back at Lorenzo for locking me up here. I was thinking about poisoning his drink when the knob in the door turned and the door opened. Heavy foo
Honey’s POVI was quiet throughout the flight to Sicily. He had ensured I was tied to a seat and wasn’t even allowed to ease myself. Throughout the flight, I kept thinking about the deadly glint in his eyes when he had shot that man. How little he had cared about taking away one’s life. And right now, he had my life in his palm. Gosh, I closed my eyes. I didn’t even want to think about whatever he had planned out for me in Sicily. I just wanted to go back home to my parents. I wanted to forget ever meeting him or knowing him.We landed in Sicily in the middle of the night. There were fancy cars waiting for us the moment we got down from the private jet. The masked man came to where I was tied to a seat and I glared at him as he untied me. The moment the private jet landed, Lorenzo and his men had stood up and gotten down. So it was basically only me and this masked man left along with the stewards and pilots.“You need to get down.”I shook my head and shoved myself into the seat,
I was shown the room I would be staying in and the moment the lady left me alone, I rushed to the door and yanked it open. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach when I saw that it was locked. I bit my lip, thinking of how I could escape. Maybe I could try to find a way to ask that kind lady for help. She could help me alert the police about my whereabouts so that they could rescue me. I was still deep in thought when the door opened and Lorenzo came inside. He seemed a little drunk as he walked up to me. His eyes narrowed as he observed me sitting on the bed before saying the word I was starting to hate. “Strip,” he commanded. It was unwise to disobey him or provoke him when my life was at his disposal so I did what he asked and untied my robe, letting it slip from my body. My whole body still aches from how he had roughly had his way with me the previous night. I wasn’t sure I could handle the pain of him fucking me tonight. “Lorenzo, please I’m tired,” I started. “Can we do
Honey’s POV.I sat at the back of the car, watching through the window as the world blurred away around me. Carlo was sitting at the front seat with his girlfriend and was blasting a loud music which his girlfriend was singing along to while smiling with him. They looked like a perfect peaceful couple, contradicting whatever the hell was happening between me and Lorenzo. Lorenzo wanted me to follow him to an event and had told Carlo to take me to a boutique to get a dress adequate for the night event. I sighed, resting my head on the back seat. I have no idea what this event was going to be about. I was starting to realize how dark and heartless Lorenzo could be, if anything was going to happen to me in this event, he wouldn’t even have a care in the world. Watching how jovial Carlo’s girlfriend was with him caused a twinge in my heart. When I first met Lorenzo, I had had a daydream of a moment like this. Us alone in a car, singing and laughing to ourselves. I shook my head, brush
I was expecting Avery to be shocked, even scared, but she looked unbothered. The next thing she said was like the last hammer to my doom.“I know.”I blinked, not quite believing my ears. “You do?” I asked. “Then, why are you still here with him?”There had to be a reason why Avery could have chosen to stay with Carlo despite knowing how dangerous he could be. Avery shrugged. “I have my reasons,” she said, looking back at the closed door of the dressing room like she was bothered about wasting time with me. “I just need you to know this, you need to stay strong. If there is any way I can help you, just let me know.”I nodded. She wasn’t going to explain herself to me and I didn’t even need to know anything. I just needed her help. “I need you to call the police,” I said quickly. “Tell them about my location.”She looked at me in an odd manner and my body stiffened when she laughed. “Honey, the police can’t help you,” she pointed out as if stating the obvious. “They work for Lorenz
Lorenzo’s POV I ran my hand through my hair as I paced around the dressing room, trying to suppress my anger. I stopped walking and looked back at Carlo. “You really need to put an end to whatever you have with that stripper,” I warned, waving my hand upward at him. “It is Messing you up.”Carlo sighed. “I think you are the one who needs to take a break,” he said. “Your pet is going to hate you if you keep hurting her. Do you really think she would steal that phone if she wasn’t scared of being around you?”I tightened my hands and snarled at Carlo. I didn’t know what sort of affection he had towards Avery which messed up his head. Love was like a slow poison and I wouldn't be so ignorant to let it kill me.“It is a good thing she knows that she should be scared,” I said. “I don’t need her to love me.”Carlos nodded, not looking convinced. “But you do love her, don’t you?”I moved close to him and emphasized every word. “I Don’t Love Her.”“Lo, I have known you for a long time,” Car
Lorenzo’s POV We arrived at the casino where the event was taking place. Micheal had just opened a new Casino in Las Vegas and had thrown a party to launch its opening. I wasn’t actually here for the party, I was here to give Micheal a warning. The moment the car parked, Honey stretched her hand, reaching out for the handle of the car door.“Stop,” I ordered.Her hand froze on the door and she gave me a frown. “What’s it?”I didn’t look at her as I spoke. “The people in this event are dangerous, I don’t want you interacting with them. I brought you here to sit and look pretty,” I turned my head to her direction. “Am I understood?”“Yes,” she said curtly, “Is there anything else I need to know?”“That’s all,” I said and got down from the back seat of the black Bentley. Honey got down after me. Ahead of us, Carlo and Avery were already walking into the Casino. When Avery’s gaze fell on me, she tensed up and looked away, holding Carlo’s hands tightly. Even Avery was scared of me and
Lorenzo.I pocketed my hands, looking down at the box placed on my doorstep. I knew what it meant. It was a message from Michael. And that meant he had found out about the spy I had sent to him.“Open it,” I ordered one of my men.He walked around the box and picked it up from the floor. He unlocked the box and opened it. Immediately a pungent smell of rotten flesh and dried blood drifted out of the box where a decapitated head was placed in. I recognize whose head that belonged to. It was the head of the spy I had sent to Michael. There was a sheet of paper sticking out of the mouth of the decapitated head. Clenching my jaw, I took out the paper from the mouth and opened it. A short message was written on the paper.‘It is good to see you are interested, Don Russo. Meet me alone at the old warehouse by 5pm.’I knew the place he was talking about. It was the same place where my father and his father used to store drugs when they were still working together. The same place the betraya
Honey.It was already morning when I woke up. Michael had left after the night we had sex so I was all alone in the bed. I sat up from the bed and wore my slippers, my mind going back to last night. How could I have allowed myself to have sex with Michael?What was wrong with me?Thinking about how badly I had wanted him to touch me. Not just him, last night I had just wanted to be touched, craved to be fucked in every fucking holes.I sighed. I had never had such a fierce desire before. Not even when I was with Lorenzo and this made me think something must have been wrong somewhere. That feeling, that irresistible arousal started right after dinner, minutes after drinking that wine Michael had offered me after the toast. I frowned as my brain aligned everything that had happened.Could…Could Michael have drugged me. Could he have given me something that had aroused my sensual desire?I gripped the rough sheet spread over my bed, my lips tightening. I didn’t think Michael was capa
Lorenzo.I sat on a chair in my private bar, swirling the drink I was holding in my hand. It had been two days since Honey had gone missing. And I had searched for her to no avail. The thought that she could be in great danger and I have no means of saving her caused my blood to run hot. I was still thinking about Honey when the door leading to the private bar opened and Matteo walked inside, holding a file. I placed the file on the stand and sat beside me. He slided the file to my front and poured himself a drink.“That’s the medical condition of her family. Her father’s knees were fractured during the explosion, but I have arranged for a knee operation for him. It is scheduled for this weekend. We don’t know who could be behind this so I have our most trusted men guard their wards and I even installed a CCTV camera in each ward. Some of our men had betrayed us and put Honey in danger, I wouldn’t want to repeat the same mistake twice.”I dropped the drink in my hand and picked up
Ever since I had enter adolescence and had started having all those sexual urges to be fucked by men, I had always known how to control my desire. How to bury it. But this time, it was different. The desire to be fucked was overwhelming. So much that I was now thinking of fucking myself with an object. At this point, I could fuck anything. Any man. Even woman.Gosh, what the fuck was wrong with me?Why was my body reacting like this? Too hard to keep resisting, I shoved my finger into my wet folds. I closed my eyes in pure bliss as my fingers swiped around my pussy. The pleasure that simple touch gave me was beyond ecstasy. I haven’t even felt that way whenever Lorenzo fucked me. It was like my whole body was hyper aware of every touch. It felt more intense than usual. I bit my bottom lip, stopping myself from moaning out loud as I slided two of my fingers into my wet pussy. Fuck… that felt so good!Too good that I wanted to finger myself all night. Too good that I wished multiple
Honey.Everyone looked at me when they heard what Michael had said. I hated to be kept in the spotlight so it made me feel more exposed. I stretched my hand to the drink, still contemplating whether I should drink it or not. “I’m not really tasty,” I said with a forced smile, hoping Michael will ignore me and continue with his dinner. His face darkened. “You have to drink it.”Now that he was forcing me to drink it, I was more reluctant to drink it. Did Michael have someone put something in my drink? He couldn't be trying to kill me or something, he still needed me in order to get Lorenzo to cooperate so what could possibly be in this drink and why does he so badly want me to drink it?Still trying to maintain the forced smile on my face, I picked up the glass. The sooner I get this done the better. Whatever was in this drink, I hope it wasn’t harmful.I gulped the drink down and to my surprise, it tasted like grape and something sweet and smooth. “Now, that’s better,” the smile I
Honey.After I was satisfied with my choice of outfit for the night, I stepped out of my room and saw Joel standing outside by the door. I laughed as I asked him a funny question. “Are you my bodyguard or something?”“Something of sort,” he said.This was new. With Lorenzo he never had the need for me to have my own personal bodyguard. To be honest, if there was anything I needed protection from, that should be from Lorenzo himself. Everything about Michael felt so different, I was willing to learn more about him. Joel roamed his eyes along my body for a short time before adding. “You look good by the way.”“Thanks,” I said with a stiff smile. “Shall we?”“Yeah, let’s go,” Joel said with a quick nod. “Micheal has been waiting for you at the dining table.”“I hope he likes what I’m wearing for dinner.”“Every man will love what you are wearing tonight,” Joel assured me.I kind of feel safe around Joel. It was strange, I haven’t felt that way in a long time. “That’s good, I needed to
Honey. Joel had taken me to a lush room at the second floor of the mansion. He opened the door and waited for me to enter the room. “Here is the room you will be staying in. You can check around to see if it matches your taste.”I didn’t know why they were acting nice, but it was better than Lorenzo had ever treated me so I was thankful for that. I wandered around the room, taking in its beautiful outline and features, but my mind was occupied. I didn’t want to be here, I wanted to be with my family. I had no idea what could have happened after that explosion and I just prayed nothing bad had happened to them. Michael told me he had sent his men to look over their condition, I hope he brings good news. Maybe during the dinner, I could ask Michael to let me go and see them. Something told me he wouldn’t let me out of his sight until Lorenzo agreed to do whatever Michael wanted him to do. In other words, that meant Michael was using me as a pawn to lure Lorenzo into doing something. I
“Lorenzo is very powerful and dangerous. Do you seriously think you can get him to work with you?!” I challenged him, looking at him like he was ridiculous. “Sorry to disappoint you, but Lorenzo isn’t scared of anything.” Hearing what he had just said made me realize Lorenzo wasn’t behind this. If he wasn’t, then why did this man bring me here?What does it want?His grip on my chin tightened, his fingers brushing along my bottom lip. “But he is scared of losing you, isn’t he?” He asked with a mysterious smile. I held his gaze, my eyes narrowing at him. Micheal dropped his hand from my chin and stood up, smiling down at me. “Well, we don’t need to be too tense around each other. I’m not like Lorenzo so I am not going to lock you up here. Pardon my men for treating you like this. They must have forgotten that you are a guest here,” he said, reaching down to my cuffed hands to remove the cuffs. He brushed his hand gently along my bruise ankles and pouted. “I can’t believe those idiot
Honey.It felt like I had been in the car for a long time before I saw a hand reaching out to me from the other side of the car. I was carried out of the car. Relief flooded across my whole body like I was swept by the ocean at the thought that someone came to rescue me. I looked up to see the face of my savior, but my vision was blurred. I was taken to another car before I finally gave in to the darkness surrounding me.When I woke up, the first thing I felt was a sharp pain at the side of my head. I groaned, dragging my face along something cold. My head throbbed as pain rippled through my body. I opened my eyes and looked around my surroundings. My hands were cuffed to a pole and I was in a dark room filled with barrels and bottles, the only light sneaking into the room was from the closed windows. Even though I wasn’t able to see everything clearly, the room looked like an underground cellar. The whole thing that had happened prior to this moment flooded my mind and I whimpered a