She was about to move to the dressing table searching for something when there was a knock at the door, she rushed to the door and locked it up.“Who- who is it?” Leonor asked.“Miss Leonor, Master Armando has sent me to give you something and invite you downstairs for your brunch” she heard a maid say and opened up the door for her.“Come on in,” Leonor said with a smile and the maid entered the room and closed the door behind her. She brought in a small black gift box and laid it perfectly on the bed. Leonor kept her gaze on the maid, her eyes full of questions as she wondered what could be inside that gift box. “What's this for?” she asked, her finger pointing at the black box.The maid gave a small nod. “Master Armando sent it for you, Miss Leonor,” she said in a simple tone. “He wants you to have it. And he's waiting for you to come down to eat.”“Hmmmmm........ okay, thank you,” Leonor replied, a bit puzzled but curious about the mysterious gift. The maid left, and Leonor was a
Back in Armando's study...Armando walked down the dimly lit passageway, and headed back into his home office, where Luca and Lorenzo were already waiting for him. His expression was even colder now, so cold that the maids who passed by dared not raise their heads in fright. They made sure to greet their master before moving past him; almost running.Armando finally got to the study and entered and as expected, Luca and Lorenzo were there. Lorenzo sat majestically on the couch. He had a poised and royal aura around him. While Luca remained by the walls, leaning on them with a bored expression. “Well, I'm glad to see you are both back.” Armando began as he walked over to his table and sat on it, facing his two friends.“Are you though?” Lorenzo voiced out and Luca chuckled lightly. “We've got a problem on the east side,” Armando started, getting straight to the point and ignoring Lorenzo's earlier jab at him. “The Rivera gang is moving in on our territory.”Luca leaned back against th
“Oh no, Baby Doll, your pussy is mine right now. Every time you cross that door, that pussy has a first, middle, and last name. Master Armando's Pussy, you hear me?” he asked, and before she could even catch his intentions, Armando glided two fingers inside her and used his thumb on her swollen clit. That did it.The unexpected touch made her buck and thrash on the chair, her pussy gripping his fingers so tight, he thought he would never get them back. Her wetness gushed down his hand as she finally got her release.“Yes, give me the nut. Don’t you ever deny me like that again? Your orgasms are mine, Baby Doll. Look at you, soaking my hand and my chair, you nasty little doll.” he rubbed her clit once more, and she gasped and cried out in pleasure.Her voice rang clear in the room, and the whole thing was too damn much. He came as well, no stimulation, his nut busting out of him and ruining his sweatpants.“Look at this mess you made,” Armando complained as he gently pulled his hand o
Armando stood still for a long moment, watching Leonor's back as she ran away. Her steps echoed in the hallway, each one stabbing at his heart. He felt something big and painful grow in his throat, making it hard to swallow. It was like nothing he had felt before, worse than any wound from a fight. The look in Leonor's eyes – the hurt, the let-down – it was like she shot him without using a gun.He wanted to run after her, to say something, anything. But his feet wouldn't move. He asked himself why she was so upset. Didn't she know this was who he was? He was a rough man, not the kind to whisper sweet things and make promises. Was she upset that he had sex with one of his women? She has watched him fuck a hell lot of them before. She saw him kill! This is who he is. And she knew it, she knew everything about him. So why did her sad eyes make him feel like he was losing something important? Like he did something incredibly bad and unforgivable.He knew Leonor would leave his mansion th
Elpidio stepped out of the taxi, his heart pounding in his chest like a monkey drummer toy was playing resounding in his head. The tall, dark manor of Gaston Dante loomed in front of him, looking more like a castle of nightmares than a house. He walked up to the grand entrance, his steps slow, trying to gather his courage. He had been here multiple times already but the more he visited the more terrified he was of the place and its owner.At the door, two large men blocked his way. They looked him up and down, their eyes sharp and questioning. Elpidio held his gaze steady, trying not to show his fear. After a tense moment which involved the men scrutinizing him, one of the men seemed to recognize him and nodded slightly. The men stepped aside, letting him pass.He walked past them and went into the house. It was dimly lit, with weird exaggerated shadows dancing on the walls. Elpidio walked through a series of hallways, the silence around him only broken by the sound of his own footst
Leonor spent the rest of the day imagining all sorts of things. She didn't leave her room because she knew she'd just go running back to Armando's study to find out if he was truly bedding with another woman. She convinced herself over and over again, repeatedly like a chant that it didn't matter, it's Armando and this is how he is. He makes her heart flutter and breath hitch and then he turns around and beds with his numerous women. Sighs.Leonor looked at the side of her bed to find the books she had indulged herself in to pass the time. She had really read through a lot. She picks out the lower book to start reading it all over again. It was a church book about all righteousness and its contrast to the unholy dark world she got embedded in with Armando. She thought of what life would have been like for her if her brother had never double-crossed Armando in the first place. The thought should be a good thing to her, but it was bad. She thought of the people she got acquainted with
Armando wondered who could have barged into his mansion; his room and touched Leonor. He could sense her uneasiness from miles away but he was not willing to come home yet. He had to find out which one of his foolish suicidal rivals did this to her, they dared to touch his woman. Oh, it's hell on them.The fool seemed to have already zoomed off in a black car. Armando immediately took a zoomed-in picture of the car before entering his own car and speeding up after the damned fool. He sent the pic of the car to Max and didn't need to do anything else as Max would easily figure it out.As expected he finally got a camera footage and was able to watch the car live speeding through the streets. He followed after the car's trail knowing no matter how fast he drove Armando would most definitely catch him. He is concerned now and will most definitely face his doom pretty soon.They finally pulled over in the middle of a strange forest, Armando got out of his car to find that there were seve
Leonor tried calling him over and over again after he had sent that text but he didn't pick up; it seemed like he was ghosting her now. She angrily dropped her phone on the bed and sat there holding in all the anger, pain, and emotions that came back to her all at once.Leonor paced back and forth in her room, fuming with anger. She had to find a way to leave, but how? Armando was always so controlling; it was suffocating. She sat on her bed, trying to think of a plan.Downstairs, Armando was trying to shake off the unsettling feeling from the letter. He knew it was a warning, but from whom? It could be any of his rivals. Or it could be the one who had entered the mansion even with its tight security. He brought out his phone and took a picture of the letter, sending it to Max, Luca, and Lorenzo. He crumpled the letter in his hand afterward, feeling the anger rise within him. He had to stay focused. Whoever sent this message was trying to rattle him, and he couldn't afford to lose hi
Armando slid in and out of her slowly curving his fingers, it was a gentle motion not to be rushed, he muffled down her moans with a kiss, she pulled him towards her aggressively taking his shirt off, he stopped her midway and held her hands back, she whispered helplessly at him but he wasn't done.Leonore was not okay, she had planned to just tease him and run away but she should have known better, her legs vibrated and spasmed at his fingers, he looked down at her with a mischievous grin "You're too loud" he says, fuck does he mean she was too loud, just as she was about protesting he slid in a second finger, she gasped without thinking, he knew exactly what he was doing. She shouldn't have teased him in the first place.Armando's fingers started vibrating gently "No no no no please stop" Leonor pleaded with him, she wasn't ready to cum on the bed but he didn't stop regardless of that, her legs shuddered, her back arched she couldn't keep it in anymore, she wanted him and she wanted
The timing couldn't have been more perfect. She had insisted that the wedding ceremony take place in a small gathering, and thankfully, her soon-to-be husband embraced the idea with the same fervor that he embraced her. So there she stood, her heart brimming with gratitude, as she basked in the sun's beautiful glow."You seem radiant." Leonor heard his muscular voice behind her as he possessively hugged her from behind. "Armando stop it... We're in a public place." Leonor complained."No, we are choosing our wedding outfits and you are not paying attention anymore." He complained. She gave him a little sorry look causing a huge grin to spread across his features.His gaze suddenly darkened as he leaned in closer. "Are you possibly... Thinking about our wedding night." Leonor felt her whole being turn stiff as she heard him say that. She angrily pushed him away but he was so strong that he didn't budge. "So dirty." Leonor scolded but he chuckled even louder."Look at this one, Miss!"
"Let's go. We'll have plenty of time. I don't want to ruin my makeup," Leonor said.The truth is that Leonor didn't care about the makeup. She was just shy. Isabella was still inside, the same with the stylist and makeup artist. The last thing she would want is someone walking up on them.Armando entwined his hands with hers. "Let's go," he said and led her out.Armando walked her to the car. He had prepared the biggest surprise for her. A car was waiting for them at the entrance. Armando opened the door for her to step in before walking around to sit beside her. The car drove off. "Why send a makeup artist and a stylist, is it that you didn't trust my style? And you picked over twenty gowns for her to pick from." Leonore complained."What? Not satisfied with the princess treatment you were given?" Armando asked her a small smile on his lips. Armando's eyes met with the driver's eye from the mirror and he quickly averted his gaze. Armando was peering at Leonore. Undoubtedly she looked
He remembered how many days she spent crying and mourning over her brother's death and his heart ached for her. Just then she stirred in her sleep and subconsciously whispered. "Will Elpidio also come back?"She seemed to be in a dream state and didn't really realize when she had said that. She became still again and Armando sighed. She had him but didn't have a family anymore and he knew that was what hurt her the most. But he wanted to be her all now. Her family.And with that, he sent a text to Luca and Lorenzo telling them to meet him at a bar not too far away from Lorenzo's company. He wanted to talk to them about something important.Once the text was sent, he slipped his phone back into his pocket and went back to his room, carrying the sleeping beauty in his arms.The next day...Leonor walked out of the room, hurrying down the stairs. Her slippers hit the heels of her feet as she held the rail, trailing her hands on it. Armando was already downstairs when she got there. Arma
Armando walks over to the door and opens it to find Lorenzo there. "Hey. I came to check up on her." Lorenzo said and Armando nodded in understanding. He moves away for Lorenzo to come in and Leonor smiles upon seeing him. "Hey, Leonor.... you okay?" He asked."Yeah, I guess I'm fine. I just still have that ache in my leg and won't be able to move for a while but, I'm better." She said with a sigh."Good, good." He said and she could easily tell he was holding himself back from asking something. "What is it, Lorenzo?" She asked after watching him struggle for a while."Well..... about your brother." He said hesitantly. "It's fine. He made a mistake and I feel I've cried enough now. I'm still hurt whenever I think of him but, God knows best right?" She said and Lorenzo nodded fondly."You'll be okay," Lorenzo said stroking her hair. "Yeah, I will. I have Armando and you and Luca." She said with a smile. "Yes, you do."Armando was in the background watching all of this play out. And fo
He was followed by a squad of similarly garbed and armed men moving swiftly and purposefully to secure the area and confirm the dead. Armando's face was over her in a heartbeat. He looked over her with a cold analytical dispassion. But she never felt more loved or seen. She felt the pain then, burning in her leg. She began to scream."Hey!" He shouted. "She's been shot!"Leonore was safely stowed in the car as it sped away. Armando turned to face Luca then."I'm sorry." He said, pain thick in his voice."I could have died today. Everything would have been for nothing.""It was pretty fucking stupid to go off like that," Luca replied, a matter of fact. "We all knew it was a fucking trap."He turned to look at Armando."What does this girl have on you to make you so reckless? If we couldn't take out those snipers when we did you won't fucking be here! Do you understand that?" He was yelling now. Luca visibly forced himself to calm down."I know Luca," Armando said, collapsing to sit on th
" Where the fuck are you, fucking piece of shit.""Armando." Gastone's response came over the speaker, his voice coming through the whole complex."I have something you want. Give me what I want and we can both walk out of this place happier for it."The mall it seems was not as dead as it seemed. Gastone would have had a generator brought in to power the PA system. He'd had time to prepare this and not alone.This was an ambush.The first tough resolved out of the shadow of one of the huge columns supporting the upper levels and the glass roof three stories above spanning the courtyard. The dark storm clouds visible above occluding the moonlight, allowing only the infrequent glare of lightning to throw dancing shadows across the yard. It was out of these two other hulking forms that emerged from either flank."These fine gentlemen are here to make sure you're well-behaved..."Armando leveled his gun at the first thought opposite him and two Identical weapons seemed to spawn in the han
Now Armando and Brandon were staring at each other. Brandon was shaking, scared. Armando spoke, his voice calm but deadly. "I've let you go times and times before Brandon, because of our past. But not this time." Brandon knew he was in real trouble. He grabbed a gun and hid behind Leonor, pressing the gun to her head. "Now move, Armando, or I'll shoot her!" Armando looked at him, not worried at all. "Go ahead," he said.Leonor couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Armando!" she cried out, a mix of surprise and hurt in her voice. Brandon was angry and scared. "I'm not playing games! I'll do it!" Armando raised his own gun, pointing it right at Leonor. "Then do it, or I will," he said.Leonor was mad. Really mad. She used that anger to kick Brandon hard, right between his legs. He fell, crying out in pain. At that moment, Williams and the others barged in. They stopped, shocked at what they saw. "Master, forgive us for not being fast enough. Brandon had stationed a lot of men at th
Leonor sat on the cold floor, her mind racing. She had to get out of this place before she became a pawn in yet another one of these cruel games. She would never be used as Armando's weakness, she didn't want to play damsel in distress.She got up quietly and tiptoed to the door. Her hand was on the knob when it turned on its own, and the door swung open. The hooded man was standing there, his expression unreadable."Going somewhere?" he asked, blocking her path. Leonor took a step back, her heart pounding. "I... I was just looking for the bathroom," she lied.He didn't move. "The bathroom's not this way." She sighed, knowing she had to try another approach. She looked at him, really looked, and saw something in his eyes that didn't match the rough exterior. "You don't seem like the kind of guy who does this sort of thing," she said softly.He seemed taken aback. "What do you mean?" He asked. "I mean, you don't look like you fit in with the mafia, with criminals," Leonor pressed on,