Chapter Sixty One

Ricardo is dangerous, he is his Fathers Son and he will hurt you]

Mario held his hands up pretending he only had her interests at heart, desire was pooling into his groin she looked so incredibly beautiful. Her pale skin, dirty from the grim on the dungeon did not distract from her innate goodness, the shorts and t-shirt did little to hide the firm young body beneath. He was not the only man looking at her hungrily, the guards all looked ready to eat her alive and she was totally unaware of it instead she stood firm,

‘Ti sbagli, Mario. Ricci non mi farebbe mai del male, ha sparato a suo padre per salvarmi la vita. Non è la prima volta che ci incontriamo.’ [You are wrong Mario. Ricci would never hurt me, he shot his own father to save my life. This is not the first time we have met.]

She gazed down at him lovingly and Mario felt a jealous rage burn through his body the little shit had fucked her he knew it as sure as he knew his own hand she turned those azure blue eyes on him.