ALESSANDRO 1 year laterOur home backyard was draped in silence, as we listened to the priest's words, blessing our baby girl. Our little Isabella Paola Moravia, named after my mother and Lorena's grandmother. Dark hair framed her little face, matching her big brother’s and mine. But it was her eyes that had everyone falling all over themselves. She had her mother’s beautiful eyes.My wife. I’d never get sick and tired of saying those two words. She cradled our daughter in her arms, her small body leaning against mine. I studied my wife’s rosy cheeks and dark hair strands flying with the light breeze.This woman was my beginning, my middle, and my end. She was my whole life. This family, blood and non-blood, was what this life was about.“You are staring at me,” she whispered under her breath, so only I could hear it.“You love when I watch you.”And her wide smile was my confirmation. I’d never tire of watching her soft smile and happiness on her beautiful face.The christening
LORENAIt happened on the opening night of Apex.They were all there, my friends from school, trying to make me happy. Let's do something we would never do tonight. That is how I ended up here. Sofia and Lucie were such good friends. I just found out I was getting married a few hours ago. There were at least a hundred women in the club, most of them wearing tight short dresses“It's my party, my bachelorette party,” I clarified.“Yes, is there a problem,” Lucie yells.“No, but this is a mafia club,” I announced, thinking they weren't aware. “We are not twelve Lorena you have to learn to lose yourself to a night of passion, not that loser who drools over your sister” Sofia returns So my supposed fiance, Giulio Moravia, worships the ground my elder sister walks on; the family contract states that one of the Calvino daughters has to marry into the Moravia family, but it didn't state which daughter, but, My father placed so much value on my sister; he wasn't going to give her to just
ALESSANDRO.“Open your legs.” A faint trickle of arousal made its way down her inner thighs. Good God. She had climaxed once already, and her pussy was still greedy for more.Stretching out on the seat, I pulled her with me. “Sit on my face. Right now.”“What?” she said, and I spanked her eyes.“Last warning. Your pussy needs to be on my face.” I slapped her ass once more for emphasis. “Now.”She climbed over my body, and adjusted her knees until she came to straddle my head. I could smell her sweet arousal, making my mouth water. I jerked her hips down.until her pussy slammed onto my face, eager to get to work. My fingers dug into her ass cheeks as her thighs pressed into the sides of my head.“Fuck,” she breathed, her palms sprawled against the headboard to brace herself for support.I ate her like I was starving. Like it was the first meal I’d had in years. Like it was my last. She rolled her hips, whimpering as I sucked and licked her. She was so wet, her cunt swollen. I drove h
LORENA“ Oh no , I'm late dad is going to be so mad,” I murmured .“We will get there soon young miss” Olly my bodyguard and driver said I'm so tense about today but I'll have to represent my family and help the Calvino get back on their feet in the mafia world if dad doesn't spend all the money frivolously that is.My thoughts went back to last night with Alessandro and I became hot all over feeling shivers running through my body.How the fuck did I get myself in this situation?I had sex with a stranger , and then I ran away like a scared little girl after I’d been flirting with him and asking for satisfaction and being satisfied by him too.It’s just embarrassing. But in my defense, he was a sexy looking stranger and well experienced,I was stretched to my limit last night.I get a vision of his face as he ejaculated inside me, and my insides clench in appreciation. He’s so hot, it’s just ridiculous.God, imagine fucking him again.I get tingles to my toes and wiggle on my seat t
ALESSANDROI was feeling rage since we left the Calvino boardroom not accomplishing anything the contract was not signed at all. Guilo has been pacing in my office.“ Gulio sit down,you are making me dizzy,” I said.“papa we were humiliated by the Calvinos today we can't let it stand,” he countered“ Don't get pissy with me, I was there,” I muttered. “ I wouldn't have let them leave the room if I didn't know you wanted the other Calvino girl.”Manuel Calvino was the type to stir up drama for the thrill of it; he spends money faster than he makes it. It is obvious his daughters are pawns in this silly game he wants to play.I nodded my mind drifting to her, the dark haired girl I had in bed last night. From the look on her face she didn't know I was to be her father in law. She looked so surprised, I wondered if I could get her to make that expression again but in my bed.The room suddenly became silent then I heard “ I'm I the only one seeing this but papa is smiling,” Gulio said to n
LORENAPapa pounds his fist against my bedroom door, making me startle.I quickly end the chat with the girls,and prepare to face my family.I hear him stomp away, and pulling myself up, I unlock the door and open it. I peek down the hallway and see if anyone is out except me.“Lorena,” he yells out my nameLaura tries to talk him down out of his anger; he pushes her aside,I knew it was coming. “ I'm the one you are angry at don't attack Laura” I declaredHe thought I was being disrespectful, and when I mentioned it to him, he slapped me so hard it felt like my teeth rattled. He continuously kicks me in the back as I curve into myself a desperate attempt to hide by face or any part of me that might show I'm wearing bruises. “ you couldn't have made the Moravia kid like you at first glance, you are useless to me,” he yelled angrily.I looked at mama who was at the corner whimpering like she couldn't see what was happening.After the first time papa hit me, I cried my eyes out. I could
ALESSANDROAlthough she doesn't know that I've been tailing her and she won't find out.As I ask again, “Where are you off to little one? I'm not a fan of repeating myself.” I added.I see her cute little eyes widen in recognition; I rush forward toward her and ask her, “Where are you off to?” “Nowhere” she replied quietlyI could not believe my ears, “I have things to do.” she Continued “What things?”“Things! All right? Now back off.”She put her hands on my chest and gave me a shove.I didn’t move.She put her hands on her hips and glared at me.“I have to go .” She whisperedI didn’t move, didn’t speak, didn't do anything, I just stared down at her with a set look.I closed my eyes and took a mental breath. I caught a glimpse of her flight ticket in her back pocket and snatched it right out of there. She was running away.I put the ticket away in the inner pocket of the suit, “ give that back,” she snapped as she tried to jump and snatch the ticket from me. Immediately I bend do
LORENAWe’re taken through a set of glass doors at the back of the mansion, and stepping onto a veranda, my gaze keeps going over all the beauty, which I can’t help but notice.The backyard is very big, and the lawn looks freshly cut. There are lounge chairs situated on either side of a rectangular pool, and the water looks as blue as the sky.Potted flowers add color to the garden, and there are four large ones at every corner of the pool. The house and compound are bigger than Papa's own by a mile.I noticed an older woman coming to greet him; he hugged her and led her to me.“ Zia, this is Lorena, the younger Calvino daughter,” he conveyed.“ Oh, you're so pretty. It's so sad you're not the one my Gulio wanted.” She argued.“ This is Simona Svevo of La familia SvevoShe has been with me Since your Zio passed. May his soul rest in peace, "she said as she introduced her.She is a stunning young woman Tall and slim, she’s wearing a red dress that could’ve come straight from a runway i
ALESSANDRO 1 year laterOur home backyard was draped in silence, as we listened to the priest's words, blessing our baby girl. Our little Isabella Paola Moravia, named after my mother and Lorena's grandmother. Dark hair framed her little face, matching her big brother’s and mine. But it was her eyes that had everyone falling all over themselves. She had her mother’s beautiful eyes.My wife. I’d never get sick and tired of saying those two words. She cradled our daughter in her arms, her small body leaning against mine. I studied my wife’s rosy cheeks and dark hair strands flying with the light breeze.This woman was my beginning, my middle, and my end. She was my whole life. This family, blood and non-blood, was what this life was about.“You are staring at me,” she whispered under her breath, so only I could hear it.“You love when I watch you.”And her wide smile was my confirmation. I’d never tire of watching her soft smile and happiness on her beautiful face.The christening
LORENA My whole body jolted out of bed, my breathing labored. I struggled to catch my breath, my eyes darting around looking for anyone lurking in the dark.“Shhh. It’s okay; I’m here.” Alessandro’s voice penetrated through the fog and his face came into focus. “You need to rest.”He watched me with love, his hands gently wrapped around me. Am I dreaming?“Matteo?” I rasped out, my voice cracking. “Ella?”“Ella is safe; she’s with Massimo. Matteo’s safe,” he whispered. “I just checked on him. Our son is safe.”I blinked my eyes. Our son.“Roberto is dead, so are your father and mother. Matteo is safe; so are you.” He leaned forward and placed a kiss on my lips. “I love you, Lorena Moravia.” I love you too. But words refused to leave my mouth. So much has happened since we first met. So many ugly words and memories. My chest felt tight, like someone pressed on it with weights.As if he could read my thoughts, Alessandro reached out and took my hand into his.“Please, Ales ”He stop
ALESSANDRO It took us two fucking hours to get out of the damn city. I checked on my aunt and son, they were safe.“Bring her home, son.” My Zia loved Lorena as her own daughter. We have been family all along, but I was too blinded by rage to see it. Now I knew and I wanted to make it all better, enjoy the rest of my life with her. Have more babies, see Matteo grow up to be a good man. And he would, because he had his mother in him.“I’ll bring her home, Zia,” I promised. “Stay safe and inside with your grandson.” It still felt surreal. “Lorenzo will keep the compound safe. As soon as I have her, I’ll bring her home. She’ll want to see our son safe and happy.”And I’d make her happy. Like I was supposed to be making her happy from the moment we met.Once we got to the old Calvino beach house, I waited for our men to gather. It took another two hours for everything to be put in place. We surveyed the house, found the best angle for the attack and armed up to our teeth. We didn’t k
LORENA “I thought you were married already,” the words escaped me.“I have a mistress, but she won’t interfere.” He chuckled like he just said the most entertaining joke. “Your husband and son, on the other hand. We will have to take care of that.” Then he chuckled, displaying his yellow teeth. “Roberto will take care of that, won’t you?”I kept my face stoic. I couldn’t show any emotions to these people. I knew men like Santos Snr . They relished in destroying what people loved. Just like my mother. Just like my father.I have to kill Roberto. It finally made sense why I saw Roberto in my mom’s dressing room backstage alongside my father.My lips pressed tightly together, I held his gaze. He wanted to see me react. Well, he had another thing coming. I wished he’d hold his breath waiting for my reaction. My back stiff, I refused to even blink.He finally looked away, bored expression on his face as his eyes shifted to Ella.“Now what to do with your friend,” he pondered although the
LORENA My head throbbed with pain, but I ignored it. I couldn’t afford to show any weakness. These people would exploit it.Ella and I kept close to each other, her hand in mine. I refused to have us separated. No matter what. After we were adequately prepared for the auction, like we were some kind of animals, five guards surrounded us and ushered us back into the hallway. My heart thundered, recognizing every inch of it. But with five of them surrounding us, there was no room for escape. Even so, I refused to give up.The hallway here was dark. Ella’s and my heels clicked against the stone floor. My heartbeat was frantic, and I didn’t have to ask my best friend to know hers was too. I swallowed past the lump in my throat.Think about Matteo. Focus on opportunities to escape. Think about Matteo.The hallway ended and large stairs led to the floor below.“No matter what,” I uttered in a hushed voice, “don’t let go of my hand.”With a jerky nod, we slowly descended the stairs, our
ALESSANDRO I’ve watched hundreds of men die. Some I have killed, others were killed by my enemies. Some I remembered, others I didn’t. Some deserved it, others maybe not. But this one did, many times over.Calvino’s body laid at my feet, full of lead. Full of bullets. Some from my gun. Some from Massimo’s. And some from Nico’s.“You good?” Nico’s Russian accent was thick. Needless to say, this man wasn’t his favorite. He tried to get his dirty paws on another man's wife.Enzo and Luca still fought Calvino’s guards and as the shots of bullets flew through the air, the fear dug its claws into my heart. For the first time, I tasted fear of death.Fear for her.My wife.Lorena Moravia.It was an unfamiliar feeling but the pain was razor blade sharp. If Lorena died, the death would claim me too. Because she had taken a big piece of me.I raised my gaze off the dead body of the last Calvino male and watched Enzo aim a gun execution style at the last standing guard.I continued down the m
LORENA “And please don’t try anything. Otherwise, This man here,” she pointed to the guard, “will make things really uncomfortable for you. And there are three other guards outside the door.”There was no doubt that it wasn't an empty threat.“Can we keep our undergarments on while bathing?” I hated that we even had to ask, my pride rebelling at the idea of anyone having any kind of control over what I should or shouldn't do.The woman nodded but no sooner I felt the relief, the guardian interjected. “No! Boss wants them cleaned in detail, their pussy and all.”“We are not cars,” I protested angrily. What kind of bullshit was this?“Either you take it off and get in or I put you in myself,” he threatened and I was sure he meant it.“Well, can you turn around? Or get the fuck out so we can do it in the privacy!” I retorted with a false bravado. “This isn’t a strip club.”He growled and took a threatening step forward. Ella and I took one backwards.“Enough!” The older woman intervene
LORENA “And you, my little bird, have been causing some serious trouble.”“I’d say I’m sorry,” I muttered. “But my parents taught me not to lie.”He grinned with malice. “Oh yes, my son will have so much fun breaking you. There is fire in you that even makes my cock hard.”Terror shot through my veins, but I made sure it didn’t show. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.“I’m surprised at your age you can even get your cock hard,” I taunted. It was stupid, but it was my only weapon at this moment.His cheeks colored red in ugly blotches. Good, I pissed him off.The next instant, however, my cheek exploded in pain, as the guard’s hand struck across my face, hard. I staggered backwards, the back of my knees hitting the bed, and I fell next to Ella. She instantly jolted up and wrapped her hands around me. My cheek burned from the impact, and I felt like my entire face was in flames. My eyes stung, but I refused to let any tears fall, not for this motherfucker, not for his despicable
LORENA She laid her head onto my lap and I sat like a statue, staring out the small window, a glimpse of the freedom so close but so far away. I wasn’t beyond crawling through it and running down the street in my underwear. If I had to choose between that or being sold, I’d pick the former.Ella’s eyes shut and her breathing evened within five minutes. I waited, listening to her breathing while I stared at the dirty concrete walls, then the dirty ground. It was all dirty, like this whole transaction that my family participated in.My grandparents were dead because they tried to protect me. They refused to hand over their granddaughter as some kind of fucked up sacrifice to the mobster gods. I had never been bloodthirsty, but now, I wanted to kill them all.I killed a human being. How did someone move on from that? It stained your soul, whether you wanted it or not. It was the main reason why I only stuck to laundering money during our time in Europe. That was bad enough, but now