Martina swayed her hips as she walked to Roberto’s room. Her hands were on her hair, she was trying to pack it into a ponytail. She got to Roberto’s room and looked at the guards that stood by the door. She waited in front of the door, and they stared at her. “What are you waiting for? Get the door.” She folded her arms under her breasts as she spoke. “Why should we get the door for you? Why are you here?” “Why don’t you ask your boss and stop being a pain in my ass. If you don’t let me in and turn back, I promise you are going to lose your job. “Are you threatening us? You this…” “You this what?!” They heard Roberto’s gruff voice from behind the door, and they all composed themselves. They kept their heads high, and one of them opened the door. Martina smirked and walked into the room, still swaying her hips. She got into the room, and her mouth fell open after seeing how beautiful and huge his room was. The lighting, exotic hardwood floor, open space, walk-in closet,
Martina smiled with her lips against his, after noticing he didn’t open up to it. She withdrew from the kiss and stared right into his eyes. “I stole your first, didn’t I? I am worth one of those bullets now, right? Roberto was yet to recover from the shock. He stared at her blankly. Many things got him speechless. Her boldness, the way she kept his passionately with her eyes closed, the way she looked into his eyes, it was like she pierced his heart. Roberto’s grip on her neck grew very weak, and she lowered herself to the pick gun. His hand fell off her neck, and she looked at him while she was still squatting. Her eyes trailed up his legs and stopped on his Pelvic region. “Get up!” Roberto woke to his sense, and Martina sprang up to her feet. The look on his face wasn’t the blank, cute one anymore. He was fuming in anger. Martina swallowed hard after seeing his face. She thought she had control over him already, but she was wrong. “Did you just kiss me?” His voice cam
Roberto kept rolling from one side to the other side of his bed. Throughout the night, he tried to sleep, but he couldn’t. Martina’s face kept hunting him in his sleep. He couldn’t stop thinking about how passionate she was when she kissed him. The way he almost gave in to her kiss and how good the kiss was. Though he wasn’t sure how a good kiss felt, he knew she was a good kisser. He hauled the bedspread from his body and exhaled loudly. He turned on his side and checked his bedside clock. It was 7:04 am. He sat at the edge of his bed and wore his fur slippers. He lowered his head and spoke up:“I can’t let her filthy kiss get the best of me. It was nothing more than a kiss.” He stood up and walked to the bathroom. He picked his toothbrush from his toothbrush holder and applied some toothpaste on it. He moved the toothbrush to his mouth and began to brush his teeth. He raised his head and looked into his frameless mirror. He stopped brushing and stared at his face. His
“I should take a bite? This is your breakfast, Roberto. I have mine in the kitchen.” Martina responded. She knew Roberto didn’t trust her to the extent of eating the meal she had made. “I’ll not eat this food until you have tasted it. I’m not stupid, Martina. You want to kill me but, it’s not possible.” Martina broke into laughter and folded her arms under her breasts, raising her robe so that her fair and fresh thighs were visible. “Don’t tell me the great Roberto Galante is scared of food poisoning.” “Why would food poisoning scare me? I’ve been surviving my whole life, and that is because I am a wise man. Now, take a bite!” Martina shrugged her shoulders and sat on the dining chair in front of her. She stretched her hand and picked one of the chicken laps. She dipped it into the kitchen bowl and moved it to her mouth. She locked her eyes with Roberto’s and tore some meat from the bone sexily. She started munching on it and kept her gaze on Roberto. Roberto’s eyes got
Roberto finished his meal and stood up from the dining table. He headed to the hallway, and when he was about to enter his room, he remembered Vincenzo. He heaved a sigh and walked to his room. His men bowed their heads as he walked past them. They dared not look at his face.“Come with me,” He said to one of his guards, and he followed behind him immediately. He got to Vincenzo’s door and stood about two meters away from the door so that his guard could get it. His guard opened the door without walking, and Roberto walked in to see Vincenzo and Martina sitting on the bed. Her hand was on his forehead, and his eyes were closed. They seemed more comfortable than usual.Vincenzo stood up after seeing him walk into the room, and he slightly lowered his head. “What is going on here?” His eyes moved from one person to the other. “Martina is checking up on me, Mr. Roberto. I think I have a fever.” Vincenzo told. “Yes, Roberto. He should visit the hospital as soon as possible.” M
Martina got to Vincenzo’s room and saw the doctor had arrived and was attending to him already. “Vincenzo.” She called, and he turned his head to look at her. A smile divulged on his face, and he waved to her to move closer. “You are done.” Martina nodded as she moved closer to him. She sat on the bed and looked at the doctor. She creased her brows as she noticed he looked familiar. “What’s wrong?” Vincenzo noticed the look on her face, and the doctor also looked at Martina. He also furrowed his brows after seeing her. “Miss… I know you.” “Yes. You look familiar, but I can’t remember where I have seen you.” “Are you serious? It isn’t even up to a week. We met at the hospital, Miss. You borrowed my phone to make a phone call.” “Yes! It is you! Thank you so much for that day. It meant so much to me. I never knew you were a doctor.” She bowed with a large smile on her face.“I’m happy I could be of help. You looked like you needed it badly.” Vincenzo looked at both of
Martina sat in Vincenzo’s room, on his bed. They were chatting and laughing when the door opened, and Roberto walked in. He was wearing a black shirt, light grey joggers, and closed-toe bedroom slippers. “Mr. Roberto.” Vincenzo called, composing himself. “It’s late. You should be resting.” His hands were buried in his pockets as he talked. Martina kept her eyes away from him. She prayed he wasn’t going to remember what he had said in the morning. “I’ll rest soon, sir. I lost track of time.” Roberto nodded and looked at Martina. “And you, have you forgotten what we discussed in the morning?” Vincenzo looked at Martina with creased brows. Martina refused to tell him about it, so he was confused. “I didn’t forget about it. I thought you forgot.” She stood up with a smile on her face. Roberto narrowed his gaze at her as he wondered why she was smiling. “Did she have an ulterior motive?” He thought it himself. “I will come back to check on you, Vincenzo. Don’t lock your d
Roberto kept squeezing her b•tts, and she began to grind on his loins. Martina felt his bulging fullness against the apex of her leg, and she broke the kiss. She sat up and threw her head backwards. She held her head and brushed her hair backward with her hair. While she was doing this, Roberto reached for her aroused peaks and grabbed them, giving them a firm squeeze. She looked at him and giggled lustfully. The way he stared at her body possessively made her ache. She wanted more of him. He punctured the upper part of her dress with his finger and ripped it open. Martina gasped as she saw his countenance grow wild. He turned her over and made her lay on the bed. He held unto her dress and tore it more. She was fully naked in front of me.He stared at her perfectly curved body with lecherous gaze. He wanted to bring his fantasies to reality with her. His eyes trailed down her body, starting from her beautifully formed twin orbs, down to her flat belly and beautifully carved bell
After two weeks Adelina called Martina and told her to start packing her luggage. She told her Roberto, who was already out of prison, had asked her to tell her, and he was headed to her house. Martina wondered why Adelina had asked her to pack up, but she didn’t question her. She got to work immediately. As she was packing her bag, she heard the doorbell ring. She dropped the dress that was in his hand and rushed to get to the door. She opened the door and saw Roberto standing in front of the door. He wore a black suit, inner shirt, and pants. He has sunglasses on, and he smiled widely. Martina flung her hands around his neck, and he lifted her and rolled her in the air. “I missed you so much!” She giggled, and he let out a little laugh. “I missed you too.” He put her down and covered her lips with his. They broke the kiss shortly, and he kissed her nose, making her chuckle. “I believe my mother delivered my message.” He said, and Martina nodded. “Yes, she did. I’m packing already
The Next day Martina walked into her house after Caterina opened the door. She had left the police station to clean up before she returned. Adelina was busy trying to look for ways to get her son out of the custody of the police. Caterina had a huge frown on her face, and she wasn’t ready to talk to Martina. Not after what she had done. Martina looked around her living room and let out a loud sigh. “I missed this place so much,” She muttered, dropping the bag she carried on the couch. “Of course you did. That is why you stayed with him, like forever,” Caterina responded and sat on the couch. “C’mon, Caterina. Don’t give me that attitude. I’m back now, okay?” Martina approached her and sat next to her on the couch. “You are back because Alberto didn’t wait for your stupid plan! I see no reason why he wanted you out of Roberto’s custody at all cost after you showed him you didn’t want your freedom.” Caterina folded her hand and threw her head to the other side. “It isn’t what you thi
Martina and Roberto walked out of the ship and headed to the car. On the body of the car were holes made by the bullets that hit it. Roberto’s eyes widened when he remembered he had kept Adelina in the car and didn’t leave anyone to check up on her. As they approached, he stared into the car from the windscreen and didn’t see her at all. ‘Was she shot? Did they get to her too? Did she escape? How the f**k did I forget about her?’ Roberto reminisced. He pulled Martina with him as he hurried to the car. He headed for the back door and opened it. He saw Adelina laying on the seat, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be asleep. “Adelina,” He called, and she slowly moved her head. “God, you are something else,” Roberto shook his head. He wondered how a person would be so comfortable, to the extent of sleeping, in such a situation. Adelina slowly opened her sleepy eyes and looked at Roberto. “What? I didn’t sleep well last night, okay? I was busy putting your money together.” She pout
Roberto overtook Vincenzo’s car and began to lead the way. He watched the infotainment in the car he drove and kept following behind the van. He didn’t get too close because he didn’t want them to notice him, nor was he too far so that he wouldn’t give them too much time to do something crazy to Martina. Roberto furrowed his brows when he saw them head to the nearest sea. “Where the f**k are they taking her? Why are they heading to the sea?” Roberto mumbled as he kept driving. “They are heading to the seaport boss. We need to attack as soon as possible or we would lose them,” Vincenzo said after connecting to the infotainment in Roberto’s car. “I’m very aware, okay? Once the vehicles stop, we rush them. We start attacking, we must make sure nothing happens to Martina.” Roberto informed Vincenzo before disconnecting the call. Soon the vehicle that kidnapped Martina stopped at the seaport. They hurried down the vehicle as they sighted the ship they were expecting approach them. One of
Adelina kept her hands in the air, instructing her men to stay low. “We can’t let him take you away!” One of her closest men said, keeping his gun up. “He is my son! You shoot him, you die!” She yelled in response, and he slowly lowered his gun. Roberto pulled her by the hand out of the compound and when they got outside, he found out that his Mercedes Benz was nowhere to be found. It was this car that Bruno drove. “Martina!” He called in fear and anger, but he got no response. “What did you do?!” He smacked, looking at Adelina. “I’m your mother, Roberto! I didn’t do anything to your Martina! And why did you leave her out here alone? You are in the Mafia, you can’t be careless.” “Oh please, shut up! She wasn’t here alone. My men were with her!” Roberto spat angrily. “Then they are not competent enough. It’s that simple,” Adelina responded. Roberto looked at her and clenched his jaw in rage. He looked at one of his men and called him closer by waving his head. “Get her into the car.
“You are not my mother! I don’t want to hear any more filthy words from that mouth of yours! Give me my money, and I’ll be on my way! I have better things to do!” Roberto yelled at Adelina, his hands were shaking, and he tried forcing back the tears that threatened to roll out of his eyes. “Roberto, if you want your money, I have your money ready. I just want you to know the truth before you leave.” She walked back to her desk and opened her drawer. Roberto kept his gun pointed to her, Incase she wanted to act funny. Adelina pulled out an album from the drawer and stretched it to Roberto. “After looking at this pictures, you will be able to decide if you still want to kill me or know the true story about your biological mother.” Roberto narrowed his gaze at her, and then at the album. He wasn’t sure what he wanted, but he sure didn’t want to let this opportunity go. He needed to know the whole truth. “Drop it on the table,” He waved his gun, pointing at the table. She bobbed and plac
“You are not going to talk to me? What do you want me to do, Vincenzo?” Martina asked after she stepped out of the car and approached Vincenzo. Vincenzo heaved a loud sigh and turned to look at her, while Bruno stared at them, looking very confused and lost. “Martina, I don’t want you to do anything apart from staying away from this house and sitting peacefully in the car. This is a dangerous place, and you shouldn’t be out here,” He said, and she rolled her eyes. “I am very aware this is a dangerous place, you don’t have to remind me, Vincenzo. I stepped out of the car because I believe we both need to talk,” She said, and Vincenzo looked at Bruno, he saw he was lost staring at the both of them. “Hey… I thought you said you wanted to pee. What are you still waiting for?” Vincenzo asked, widening his eyes as he looked at Bruno. “Oh… true! I almost forgot. I’ll pee now and come back as soon as possible,” Bruno responded and briskly walked away. Vincenzo exhaled and turned to look at M
As Roberto got into the compound. All the armed men that were in the compound, on the top floor of the house, corked their guns and pointed them at him. In front of him sat a woman, she looked like she was in her late fifties. She sat on a chair, she wore a long white garment, and she crossed her legs. She raised her hand, and they all lowered their guns. Roberto wasn’t shaken by the guns they pointed at him, all he thought was how a woman could steal that huge amount of money from his Father, and he wasn’t aware until now. He got to where she sat, and he saw she wore a bright smile. “Roberto Galante! Welcome.” She uttered, standing up. “I don’t think greeting me this way would save you from my hands. Let’s have a chat, shall we?” Roberto sounded angry and determined as he spoke. He wanted to know everything. Who she was, how she got access to his Father’s money, how she could stay hidden for years. “Sure. I’d love to have a chat with you too. Alone.” Greco looked at Adelina from be
As they drove down to Adelina Marchetti’s house, there was an awkward silence in the car. Roberto was thinking about how to deal with this woman that had stolen so much money from his father, while Martina couldn’t stop thinking about her chat with Vincenzo the previous night. “Boss, we are five minutes away from her house now,” Bruno uttered, looking at the back seat through the interior mirror. Roberto raised his head and looked at him, he gave a nod. “Okay. Tell the other to be on alert. She could be aware we are on our way already. We can’t be stupid,” He responded, and Bruno gave a nod. He proceeded to talk to the others, using the microphone attached to his shirt. Roberto looked at Martina and noticed she had been staring out of the window speechlessly for so many minutes. She had a sad face and was lost in thoughts. He moved his head to her leg and touched it slightly. She jolted out of her thoughts and turned her head to look at him. He let out a slight smile and said, “What i