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
Honey’s Pov.We had left the Casino almost right after we got there. I wondered why he had got me all dressed up if he was going to spend a lot of time at that event. On our way back to the Villa, Lorenzo didn’t say anything throughout the ride. Although he hadn’t said a word, I could tell he was angry at something I must have done at the event. I was exhausted from the whole activities leading up to the event so I rested my head on the other side of the car until we arrived at the Villa. I was undressing when a knock came on my door. Lorenzo never knocked so I knew he wasn’t the one by the door. I zipped up the dress and went to open the door. One of Lorenzo’s men stood before the door giving me a stern look. “The boss wants to see you,” he said with an urgency in his voice. I didn’t know why Lorenzo wanted to see me, but I knew whatever the reasons were, it wasn’t going to be a pleasant one. All my encounters with Lorenzo since he had shoved me into his world were unpleasant.
Honey.He was about to leave the room when he gave an order. “I don’t want to meet you here when I come back,” he said firmly, his annoyance clearly evident in his voice. Then, he opened the door and left. I knew I didn’t have much time so I pulled myself off his bed. I walked towards where my dress was laying on the cold floor and quickly wore it. I brushed my messy hair and packed it into a tight bun, trying to look a little more decent. I took a quick look around his room. Lorenzo was in the mafia, there might be a camera hidden in his room and what I was about to do must not be caught by any camera. When I was confident that there weren’t any cameras, I darted to his desk and pulled the laptops resting on it to the edge of the desk. I saw the laptop I was searching for and switched it on. My heart throbbed when I noticed that the laptop needed a login code. Lorenzo could come back inside at any time so I knew I had to be fast. I clicked on the micro earphone that I had inserte
Lorenzo.I was asleep when a phone call rippled through my bedroom. I groaned, reaching for the phone. From the corner of my eyes, I caught sight of a lady sleeping under the sheet beside me. It took me some moments to remember the lady was the stripper I had fucked the previous night. “Get the fuck out of my bed!” I yelled at her while she was still asleep. The stripper jolted from her sleep, her eyes widening as she looked at me. She looked too startled and a bit dizzy to say anything. I didn’t want to waste my breath on her so I pointed at the door. “Out now!”She quickly moved away from the bed, picking up her undies from the floor. She wore her undies in a hurry and rushed to the door. She opened it and left without looking back. Most of the woman I had fucked would had have it worst if I wasn’t in a good mood. The bitch was good at being fucked; her holes weren’t as tight as I love it, but it was loose enough to take in my whole cock. And the way her body had responded to my
Lorenzo.I watched Avery as she darted upstairs towards the restroom in Carlo’s room. Given that she was Carlo’s girlfriend, she was allowed to use any restroom she wanted, but I noticed there was something odd about how she was behaving. I followed her, climbing up the stairs. I had never trusted Carlo's bitch, now was the time to find out if she was really innocent in all this.Avery reached for the door handle and opened it before sprinting into the room. I waited by the door for some minutes, allowing her to do whatever the fuck she was up to before storming into the room. I took a quick look around the room and didn’t see her anywhere. I knew there was only one place she could be. The restroom. Without knocking, I kicked the door and barged into the restroom. Avery stood before the water closet, stamping her foot on something. She turned at the sound of the door and jumped back in fright when she saw me, looking startled. She kept her feet on whatever I had caught her smashing
Honey. I looked down at the stripper who was still trying to breath properly and laying weak on the floor. I swallowed hard and took in a deep breath. My hands fidgeted with the hem of the blue pajama I was wearing. I opened my mouth to say something, but I couldn’t. How will I confess to Lorenzo that I was the one who stole those details. Lorenzo was a monster, he would kill me if he found out that it was me. But still, I couldn’t stand here and watch him kill an innocent person. I needed to do something. I needed to think of what to say that would save us both. Standing before Lorenzo’s cold glare, my mouth seemed to be tied in knots. “It is because… I um… it is because…” I stuttered. The frown on Lorenzo’s face deepened and he was starting to look irritated by my presence. “If you don’t have anything to say, just shut your mouth!” He snapped. He looked away from me and focused his attention back on the stripper. The stripper was now sitting on the ground, her body trembling
Lorenzo. It had been two days since we left Las Vegas. I had been trying to cover up any trace of the details that Avery had given the DEA. Lot of money had been lost due to this and to say I was beyond pissed was an understatement. Killing Avery was to send a warning to others who were thinking or planning to betray me in the future. I needed them to know that I wouldn’t show any mercy on them when they turned their back on me. I had been too busy to check on Honey and see how she was handling the death of Avery. It wasn’t like I cared about her or something, but I knew how soft Honey could be despite how hard she tried to appear. Avery had been cunning enough to get Honey to care about her. I just hoped Honey wouldn’t do anything stupid at the loss of Avery. I was in the shooting range, checking the effectiveness of the new arms that just got delivered to me when Madam Q walked into the room. She stood close to my left. “Mr Russo, there is something I need to say to you.” I dr
“You hate me that much?” I asked, my voice silently breaking. “You talk like there is much to like about you.” Hearing her words, Something broke inside me, leaving a swallow feeling. I wasn’t used to feeling this way. It was messing me up. “Since you hate me so much then I don’t care if you starve yourself to death,” I said coldly, turning my back on her. I didn’t want Honey to see how much her words were hurting me. She must not see the crack she had created in me. I walked towards the door and paused as I reached for the door handle. I looked at Honey from over my shoulder. “In fact, I’m going to save you the trouble. There will be no food delivered to your room from now on and you are forbidden to step outside. You can rot inside here for all I care.” With that, I opened the door and left. Two days later, I was dressing up when a knock came on my door. “Come inside.” The door opened and Madam Q walked inside. “Good morning Mr Russo,” she greeted. “You called for m
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