LAURAFor some reason, seeing Antonio's dead body didn't appeal to me as much as I thought it would, he was a low life bastard whose life didn't positively impact anyone.I thought of the idea of how my stay at the cellar door was all a lie, my father didn't owe Antonio shit, tears filled my eyes but I had promised myself I wouldn't cry, the tears weren't for Rosita but for myself and the lie that I've lived all these years.I tried to look at the bright side, I might have never met Matteo.Suddenly I felt disgusted by the sight of Antonio's dead body. "Can we go?" I asked Matteo, he held my hands and led me out of the secret room to our bedroom. "Seeing Antonio's dead body was never meant to make you feel better." Matteo said, I thought seeing him dead will make me feel better but it didn't bring Rosita nor her child back.A lone tear dropped from my face as I nodded. Matteo looked at me acknowledging the fact. "I've killed more people than I can count, and trust me it doesn't help.
LAURAThis week had been a blur, and Matteo had been a strong pillar in making sure I didn't have any negative thoughts.When I turned to the side of the bed I saw he wasn't around but checking the clock on the wall it was almost one in the afternoon, I had really slept in.I stood up scanning the entire room, surprised to see an eye-catching red box on the bed.It was calling me, and the sleep from my eyes vanished, when I grabbed the box I noticed a note on it."Get ready for a romantic night . . . Yours truly, Matteo."I immediately screamed in my pillow, how the fuck did I get so lucky? I felt a rush of excitement, I wanted to see what matteo had in store for me.I opened the box and saw that a stunning blue dress and a pair of silver pencil tip, six inch high heels were laid out for me. I brought out the dress, intrigued by the fabric, it had a tag 'color me blue' on it and I smiled knowing it was certainly from Matteo. The dress was floor length, simple yet delicate with a
LAURAMatteo left for the bathroom to probably clean himself up and I was still on my knees, trying to catch my breath. When here-entered the room and my eyes were still filled with lust and want, but I knew he wasn't going to do anything to help me out.I was replaying the scenario in my head, fuck! That was intense, to some people it may be too intense but Matteo had a dynamic that transcends what normal people call sex.He looked at me as I stayed on the floor still trying to catch my breath, I was breathing hard and wild. My hair was disheveled and spread all over my face, with cum and spit stains on my face.I heard him mutter something, but what I made out of it was him saying beautiful, I raised my brows wondering if he was sane or not. I looked like a mess, in a sex doll kind of way and what he could say about it was. Beautiful.He was still very naked and still somehow hard, and here I was naked and very, so very horny, it was simple maths, he needed to put his fucking dick
LAURAMy mind wasn't pleased with my decision, fuck! There was something fishy about it, but I still had a lot I needed to clear up with Will.I had changed into fresh clothes, it was a simple body hug dress, it was simple black and elegant, my hair was poured down, seeing it in the mirror convinced me to let it grow out again.The café wasn't far from Matteo's gym and it wasn't hard sneaking out, though I felt the need to tell Matteo my whereabouts but I knew he wouldn't take it calmly. He was a jealous lover and there was no way in hell he would allow me to see Will.His reaction when Will had stopped to talk to me at the hotel wasn't funny and knowing this for fact, he would go ballistic if he knew I wanted to see Will.I walked like a mad woman and before I knew it I was already there.I saw Will sitting on a chair with a big ass smile on his face, it was easy to identify him in the midst of hard haired Italian, though he claimed to be half Italian, he sure doesn't look like it.
LAURAI wondered what they needed a camera for, but soon my question was answered. My head was going places, what was Matteo's reaction to me being missing? What was he doing? I knew Matteo would tear down half of Sicily and Rome to get to me, but the bigger question was; Where was I?The room they tied me up in was like a basement, pseudo basement maybe? Maybe this was Luca's makeshift torture chamber.Will positioned the camera on a tripod stand, Luca made sure to tie up my hands. He had a sinister smile on his face as he was doing it, a smile that made me wonder what was going through his twisted mind. Luca looked like he was having the best time of his life."Hey Matteo, look what I have here." Luca said as he walked towards me, his knife tracing my already bleeding face, I tried to clean up my tears, I knew Matteo would react to this. I was trying to plead with my eyes, don't come for me! I would die if anything happened to Matteo because of my stupidity. I had clearly misplace
LAURALuca reentered the room with fury in his eyes, he looked angry and for some reason I knew whatever his plans were with Matteo didn't work out.I wondered what was bothering him because he seemed very angry, it was as if I could boil an egg on his head.He was pacing round the room, talking to himself, throwing things around."That fucker." He screamed, it didn't take a toothsayer for me to know that the fucker was obviously Matteo.He looked at me as if he wanted to stab me, or as if the anger he had for Matteo was being redirected towards me and I honestly felt scared."It's even five hours!" He screamed, I guess it meant five hours since he assaulted me, I could still taste his essence on me and I wanted to vomit. "Five fucking hours and your night in shining armour hasn't come!" He screamed, throwing the table in front of him.Mad man.To crown it all off, Luca had left me naked. I was shivering and at this rate, I was sure of catching a cold.I didn't have any strength to fi
LAURAI hadn't seen much of Matteo this week, he was always leaving early and coming back late. It hurt that I wasn't getting my daily dose of sex but my baby girl downstairs was feeling the impact of his absence more.Though he didn't mention it, I could tell he was stressed out. Most times they had conversations in Italian and I wished I could understand what they were saying. Sometimes I caught him talking to himself late at night, and most of the time it was almost always in Italian so I couldn't decipher what he was saying.Matteo was starting to have eye bags under his eyes and I wanted to know exactly what was going on with him.Though for some strange reason, everyone in the mansion looked stressed, even Maria had jitters. No-one would meet my eyes or even have a two minute conversation with me.I attributed it to the fact that John Paul died and I knew the other members of the five would be pressuring Matteo to take action, but Luca was supposedly dead so there was no one to
LAURAMatteo's smile turned me on, his hands moved across my thighs, feeling my flesh.He was hesitating and I was feeling too needy. "Matteo." I whined and smiled knowingly at myself. "Yes Mia Cara." He said, the way he said Mia cara made me moan."I want you now." I whined. "I know, you've mentioned it already." He teased me and I frowned.Thoughts of how I wanted him to fuck me was already playing in my head and I found the memories I have of him turning me on.Going purely on instinct, I slid my fingertips into the triangle of my vagina, just barely allowing the pad of my middle digit to tuck into my pussy lips. My God, I was so wet there. Wetter than what is considered normal, surely? I attributed it to the fact that I hadn't had sex in a long time“I want you now.”It was funny how this man was making me beg when it was clear that he was the one that needed this more than I do. But who was I kidding? I felt as if I would split open if he didn't fuck me already.His jaw slacked