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.
The coast was clear so he carried the limp girl to his limousine and dumped her unceremoniously on the back seat,‘Riportatela indietro e chiudetela nella stanza che ho preparato per la mia graziosa piccola ospite e assicuratevi di mettere due delle mie migliori guardie alla porta, ma penso che la catena la tratterrà. Non dire a nessuno chi è, capisci?.’ [Take her back and lock her in the room I have prepared for my pretty little guest and make sure you place two of my best guards at the door but I think the chain will hold her. Tell no one who she is do you understand?]Mario had prearranged all of this, something had warned him Giovanni’s son may have been a problem and he had been proved right, now he took the girl away from them all she was his prize.Ricci lay in the hospital bed for two days before he regained consciousness, his wounds were treated and luckily considering the filth in the dungeons he avoided any infection. When he opened his eyes it felt so good to be clean and
She really did not like feeling so helpless and she hated him doing so many intimate things for her, she hated his touch now, it had been so reassuring at first, now it sickened her. She had woken earlier than he had expected and she quickly figured out why, she had not drunk the wine he gave her with the food. It had been a very dry vinegary red and she had turned up her nose at it when he wasn’t looking she had tipped it into the plant pot near the chair he always sat on holding her.‘La stava drogando.’ [He was drugging her.]She thought angrily and when he came to give her breakfast she got rid of the orange juice the same way, but at lunchtime he was different when he placed her on his knee his hands stroked her thighs not her back,‘Penso che tu abbia riposato abbastanza, bambina mia, papà si è preso cura di te, ora è tempo che tu ti prenda cura di papà’ [I think you have rested enough my baby girl, Daddy has looked after you now it is time for you to look after Daddy.] His v
‘Uccidi tutti quelli che cercano di arrivare a noi tranne Ricardo, portalo da me, voglio che mi guardi mentre rompo la sua donna prima di morire.’ [Kill all who try to get to us except Ricardo, bring him to me, I want him to watch me break his woman before he dies.]He ordered his guards unaware they being totally overrun and most of them were already surrendering to save their own lives, he threw Alcina back onto his bed and she gasped loudly for air her hands automatically going to her throat as she fought to breathe. She curled away from him closing her eyes she did not want him to see the that at the mention of Ricci’s name the fog in her brain had cleared instantly. Her mind became razor sharp once more as she remembered everything he had tried to force her to forget when he reached for her she deliberately went loose pretending to be barely conscious. Mario tsked in temper, he was so close to his release but he must have choked her to hard she was so limp angrily he improvised.
Ricci caught her as she swayed and almost collapsed again.‘Ricci?’Her eyes locked on to his as he swung her into his strong arms,‘Sono io, bambina' [It’s me baby girl]She flinched at his choice of words but the feeling of warmth and safety suffused her body and her eyes rolled back into her head as she gave into the darkness wanting to claim her.They were suddenly surrounded by men with guns all cocked and ready to shoot as two of the other Dons came forward gesturing angrily‘Perché avrebbe sparato a Don Mario, che era il migliore amico di suo padre?’ [Why would she shoot Don Mario he was her Fathers best friend?]One of them said standing in front of him as he tried to carry her back to his SUV,‘He was no friend of her Family’Ricci snarled at them.,‘Era un fottuto traditore, una fottuta spia, era il cugino di Don Giovanni. Ha catturato sua Madre, entrambi i suoi genitori si sono fidati di lui ed è stato come un fratello per suo Padre. Portò Maria da Giovanni e poi si fece da
It was only as he processed what she had said did he realise she was gone, and he stood anxiously rushing into their bedroom,‘Bellissima, mi dispiace tanto.’ [Beautiful, I am so sorry.]He began but she was not in the room the door had been flung wide he saw and he knew he had failed her again, she had needed his understanding and love after such a declaration. He had given her neither just shock and disgust at what she had suffered, it had not been aimed at her but how was she supposed to know that? He could imagine her thoughts now, she would hate herself, her shame and humiliation would be tearing her proud heart to pieces, he knew how she thought and she would be blaming herself.Alcina collapsed, her legs giving way before she got very far, she was so weak from her incarceration she could not go any further, panting heavily she looked up and groaned. She was barely a few feet away from the villa and even now Ricci’s guards were heading toward her, Romero, one of his main capos,
Then as if she had not suffered enough she was called before the other Dons, they had heard what Mario had done but not the full story and without realising what it would do to her they demanded a meeting. Alcina bravely agreed she was a Don herself, she had led them into the war that had destroyed Giovanni now she needed to explain Mario’s betrayal. After a quick shower and a change of clothes, she put on her silver grey Dior trouser suit, it was designed to mimic their Armani suits but fitted to her slender figure. She teamed it with a darker grey shirt and matching four inch Jimmy Choo heels, her make up was minimal and her pale golden hair hung in a loose curtain of soft curls down her back. She looked ethereally beautiful as she walked down to the meeting room where all the Dons waited for her. Still in shock from what had happened to her she stood before them took a deep breath then in an icy cold voice devoid of all emotion told them everything Don Mario had done to her from
He said quietly and Alcina looked at him kindly,‘"No Don Luciano non l'hai fatto e date le circostanze penso che ognuno di noi avrebbe fatto esattamente lo stesso. È finita, ciò che conta ora è il futuro. Ricci non è suo Padre, mi ha salvato la vita e’ [No Don Luciano you didn’t and under the circumstances I think any one of us would have done exactly the same. It is over, what matters now is the future. Ricci is not his Father, he saved my life and]She looked at the men around the table and blushed prettily her blue eyes sparkling,‘Lo amo. Questa faida finisce ora, Giovanni è morto, mio Padre è morto. E' finita' [I love him. This feud ends now, Giovanni is dead, my Father is dead. It is over]She said and left the room her back ramrod straight and Ricci stared after her in shock,‘Had she just stated in front of all the Dons that she loved him?’Luciano turned to smile at the handsome young Don,‘Posso suggerirti di seguirla, Ricardo? Quella bella e giovane puledra vale la pena di