Bianca smiled evilly as her hands touched Rob’s neck. She managed to give him a little but rough squeeze and stomped his feet. Bitch ass man. That’s what you get for being the way you are. “What the fuck? Are you crazy? Who am I kidding of course you’re crazy. What is your problem?”, Rob asked as he got her off him. “I think we should go eat in our bedroom, princess”, Leonardo said. He would be more than happy to just be with his wife while these two kill themselves. Arya didn’t know what to do. “We can’t just leave them, let’s talk to them” she disagreed. Leonardo sighed and began to eat. “I told you not to mess with me”, Bianca spat. “You’re a psycho, a real psychopath”, Rob said. “Yeah, I agree. I’m crazy but at least I’m not a sociopath, like you and my brother”, she returned. Arya glanced at Leonardo to see if he was offended but she got no reaction. He was cold and indifferent as always. “Guys, it’s enough”, Arya said, trying to soothe them. “No it’s n
Leonardo placed Arya gently on the bed and laid beside her. “Babe, you’re getting thicker”, Leonardo said. Arya froze midway to bag of chips. “Are you body shaming me?”, she retorted. Leonardo almost fainted at the thought. “Of course not, babe. I love your body, you are a literal goddess”. “But you called me fat”, she said, tears forming in her eyes. Leonardo was lost for words or actions. “Babe, I only said you’re getting thicker, not fatter. It’s natural to be full and heavy while pregnant”. “I’m not only fatter, I’m also heavier?”, she asked, her sad expression turning into an angry one. She pulled his ears. “Huh?”, she asked. Leonardo slapped his forehead lightly. “Baby, I said you’re thicker. Your body is more curvaceous and ripe, you look and feel like a pregnant woman, not to say you look fat”, he said in a low and soothing voice. Arya squinted her eyes. “You’re sure?”. “Of course, love. You so sexy even with your fuller breast”, he said. She’s been
Leonardo and Arya entered the visitor hall holding hands. Waiting for them was an old friend of Leonardo’s. “Don, you honor me with an invitation to your villa”, the visitor said. “Russo, I’m glad you could make it”, Leonardo said. They shook hands briefly. “Babe, this is Russo. He is an old friend of mine”, Leonardo said to his wife. Arya raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me, how did you become friends with this block of ice?”, she asked Russo. “Someone finally asked the right question! Don, I must say, I like your wife”, Russo said to the Don. Leonardo gently pulled Arya behind him and gave Russo a deadly look. “I’ll spare your jaw from dislocating today but the next time you utter a sentence like that, you won’t be lucky”, he said. “I’m sorry, Don”, Russo said. He stepped around Leonardo, so deliberately it was almost like he was taunting him, and held out his hand. “Russo Alonso.” “Arya Mig….er Marcello.” She refused to take his hand and Leonardo gloated
“Lock down the shopping mall” Leonardo shouted to his guard next to him. He rushed into the changing room. “Arya….”, he said. She looked at him with fear. “What’s wrong? You screamed”, he said. She pointed at the wall and a spider was nearby. Wait! A spider! He never knew Arya had fear of spiders. “Come here”, he said, pulling her to him and held her as they walked out of the changing room. He signaled the sales representative to check out the spider and do something about it. “I thought it was something else. You scared me half to death”, Leonardo said as he kissed her head. “Did you see that spider? It was huge”, she said. “Sorry princess, we could check out the other places”, he said to her. She gave it a thought. Leonardo ran his eyes over her again looking for signs of anything that might have hurt her. “Chill out, I’m fine. I was only frightened”, she said as she noticed his worried look. “I can’t help but worry about you”, he said. The sale
“Did we do something wrong, ma’m?”, Rosa asked. “Oh, not at all. I just wanted to get used to doing my own stuff myself for a while”, Arya said. She dropped her glass of red wine on the bath stool. Her naked body was covered in bath bubbles and her hair was in a messy updo. “You no longer use our services. Ma’m, if you must know, I really enjoy my job because I get to be around you. It’s not just a job to me”, Rosa said. Ana, the other maid, seconded. “It’s very true”. “Relax guys. You are not in any trouble. I enjoy getting ready on my own now, but I’ll still need your services in the future. Besides, I’m always here if you want to talk”, Arya said. She meant every word. Ana was her maid but also her friend. They both grew up together in her father’s mansion. Rosa was also more than a maid to her, she was very nice to her when she moved into the villa. “We believe you, ma’m. I guess we were worried for nothing”, Ana said. “Don will be back anytime soon but I promi
WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AND MAY BE SENSITIVE FOR SOME READERS. SONG RECOMMENDATIONS: RODEO (REMIX) LAH PAT AND FLO MILLI, AND FETISH BY SELENA GOMEZ Leonardo felt Arya’s pulse slow as his hands slide over her perfect perky twin breast. He kissed her neck and rub her tummy, his fingers touching her belly button as his hands moved. “Hmmmm”, she murmured and his dick jerked up in reaction. It’s always been this way. She exists and his cock reacts to everything she does. “How was your day?”, he asked. She grumbled. “Now isn’t the time to discuss that”. He chuckled softly. She was enjoying his touch all over her tummy, he could tell. He moved his hands back to her breasts and squeezed her nipples lightly. His head dipped into her neck and he planted a kiss there. “You’re right, kitten. Now is not the time for that because I’ve missed you terribly”, he rumbled on her skin. They hadn’t had sex in a while because of his work, he inhaled
WARNING: THIS EPISODE CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AND MAY BE TOO SENSITIVE FOR SOME READERS. He gently placed her on the bed and laid down on beside her. “So your idea of an orgasm I’ll never forget is staring at the ceiling? Because it’s flopping terribly”, Arya said. Leonardo smirked. “Just wait a couple of seconds”, he said as he stared at the alarm clock next to him. The moment the alarm rang, the thin silk covering the ceiling fell, revealing mirrors in the ceiling. Arya’s eyes popped out of their sockets. “Oh my goodness. When did you do this?”, she asked. He caught her eyes in the mirror. “I’ll never tell”. “I love it, I really do love it”, she said, her eyes shining. “You can now get the perfect view of the things I want to do to you”, he said and removed the strands of hair from her face. “With an offer like that how can I say no?”, she teased back. Leonardo’s expression of amusement changed into something else, something much dark it sent a chi
Leonardo laid on her body as they panted for breath. He rolled off her and their eyes locked in the mirror. “Is that an orgasm you’ll never forget or not?”, he asked her teasingly. Arya smiled shyly and turned away from him. She blushed when she heard his soft chuckle. “You can tell me if you want more”, he drawled. “I don’t”, she said. He spooned her. “Why?”. “I am afraid I won’t have the willpower to stop”, she flirted. “Then why stop?”, he asked. He wanted her so much but he didn’t want to go on for her own good. She was pregnant and exhausted, it’s best if he takes his hands of her for a while. “Because we have a life to live, other than that I don’t see any reason”, she answered. “Not also the fact that you’re pregnant and exhausted?”, he asked. This woman always surprises him. She never makes it easy. “Oh, hell no. I can go all night long. I’m more worried about you”, she threw at him as she moved out of his warm embrace, much to her dismay, and stood
Leonardo’s grip on her hand tightened as he felt the slightest movement. At first, he thought he imagined it, his exhaustion playing tricks on him. But then, Arya’s fingers twitched again, and a soft, strained breath escaped her lips. His heart pounded. “Arya?” His voice was hoarse, desperate. He leaned closer, brushing a damp strand of hair from her face. Her eyelids fluttered before barely opening, her dark eyes hazy with pain and confusion. She swallowed, her throat dry, and tried to speak, but only a weak whisper came out. “Leo…” Leonardo exhaled sharply, relief crashing into him like a wave. “Mia cara, I’m here,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. “You scared the hell out of me.” Arya’s lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say more, but she winced instead. She tried to shift, but the pain hit her like a hammer, dragging a soft groan from her throat. “Shhh,” he soothed, gently pressing her back down. “Don’t move too much. The doctor said you need to res
Leonardo hadn’t moved from Arya’s side all night. Her breathing had evened out, but the pallor of her skin was a constant reminder of how close he had come to losing her. He didn’t dare close his eyes, as if staying awake could somehow anchor her to him, keep her safe.It was noon when a soft knock broke the stillness of the room. Leonardo didn’t bother answering. The door opened, and Ricardo stepped inside, his usually composed appearance in shambles. His beard was unkempt, his eyes hollowed by sleeplessness and something darker.“I got your message,” Ricardo said quietly, his voice rough. He glanced at Arya, lying motionless on the bed. “How’s she holding up?”Leonardo let out a slow breath. “Not great. Stable, but…” He shook his head. “This isn’t where she’s supposed to be.”Ricardo nodded, the lines on his face deepening. “I’m sorry, Don. This shouldn’t have happened. Let me help. Where did you last see the attackers?”“Rob and the others are already on it,” Leonardo replied, his
Leonardo sat slumped in the chair by Arya’s bed, his hand wrapped around hers as though holding on to her would tether her to life. His eyes burned from exhaustion, but he hadn’t dared to close them, not even once. The faint sound of the door creaking open drew his attention. He turned sharply, his face hard, ready to dismiss whoever it was. “Good afternoon, Don,” one of his forensic experts said, stepping into the room cautiously. He held a folder in one hand, his expression a mixture of urgency and hesitation. “The chip we retrieved from Andy’s neck contained encrypted files. My team decoded them late this morning.” Leonardo straightened, his gaze sharp. “What did you find?” The man hesitated briefly, glancing at Arya’s unconscious form before clearing his throat. “Documents and records of purchase. They include significant financial transactions and detailed logs of weapons bought under false identities. It appears to be tied directly to some operations.” Leonardo’s jaw t
As the doctor worked on Arya, Leonardo paced the length of the room, his fists clenched and his jaw tight. The sight of her pale face and the blood-streaked bandages made his stomach churn. Every shallow breath she took felt like a countdown he couldn’t stop.His phone buzzed in his pocket. He hesitated for a moment, reluctant to take his eyes off her, but he finally answered.“Talk,” he barked.“It’s Sergeant Diaz. We tracked the attackers. Sir, you need to see this,” the soldier said, his voice grim. “It’s not just about the ambush… there’s something bigger going on here.”Leonardo’s grip on the phone tightened. “Send me the details.”“It’s something you have to see in person, sir. A name came up—someone close. I don’t think you’ll believe it unless—”“Just tell me the name,” Leonardo interrupted.There was a pause, heavy with tension. “It’s…” The soldier’s voice dropped. “Adriana.”Leonardo froze. His mind raced, struggling to connect the dots. Adriana? His mother-in-law? The woman
“Instruct some men to follow them and gather any information we might need. We’ll head back to the hotel and decode the chip,” Leonardo commanded, his voice firm. Arya frowned, her fingers curling into a fist to steady herself. “Why? I thought we were going after them.” Leonardo’s sharp gaze softened, but his tone remained resolute. “We don’t have time to chase shadows, princess. We need to split up. Let them lead us to their base while we focus on the chip.” She shifted uncomfortably, the sharp sting in her side now impossible to ignore. Just as she straightened, the pain betrayed her, pulling a grimace onto her face before she could hide it. Leonardo caught it instantly. His eyes narrowed, his suspicion unmistakable. “Is something wrong?” “Just… shoulder tension,” Arya muttered, forcing a weak shrug. “Come here, princess.” His tone softened as he reached for her. “You shouldn’t have to bear this—” “Ah!” A sharp cry tore from Arya’s lips as Leonardo’s arm brushed her
With the gunfire subsiding, the world fell into an uneasy silence. Leonardo and Arya regrouped with Rob and the few soldiers who had made it through. The air smelled of burnt gunpowder and death, the metallic tang of blood clinging to their senses. The forensic expert approached Leonardo with careful steps, holding out a small bag. Inside was the chip, smeared with traces of Andy’s blood. Leonardo took it, his fingers brushing against the plastic as he studied it intently, his brow furrowed in thought. “This has to be important,” Arya said, her voice calm but sharp, cutting through the silence. She wiped at her face with a shaking hand, smearing dirt and blood across her cheek. “Andy was tortured for it. And whoever sent that ambush didn’t care about lives—they cared about this.” Leonardo slipped the chip into his pocket, his face unreadable. “If Andy died for it, then it’s worth something. We’ll find out what soon enough.” The group quickly retreated, the convoy of cars wea
Gunfire shattered the tense moment as bullets ricocheted off the metal surfaces of the dock. Leonardo immediately grabbed Arya and pulled her behind a steel container. Rob dove for cover beside them, drawing his weapon. “Where the fuck did that come from?” Rob hissed, scanning their surroundings. “Ambush,” Arya said through clenched teeth, already gripping her gun. “Stay down,” Leonardo barked, peeking around the corner. He spotted shadows moving near the crates stacked further down the dock. Whoever had come for them was prepared, and they weren’t leaving without a fight. Leonardo signaled to their men, and a firefight erupted. Arya darted out from cover, her movements fluid and precise as she shot at their attackers. Each shot was calculated, dropping one assailant after another. Leonardo felt his chest tighten as he watched her. She was fearless, but fearlessness could also get her killed. “Cover her!” he ordered. Rob laid down suppressing fire as Arya advanced, vau
As they prepared to leave, dissatisfied with the outcome, Arya noticed Andy’s body was badly battered and bruised. One of his fingers was missing, suggesting he had been tortured. But why? Why would they torture someone on their side? Unless… “They wanted something from him,” Arya muttered to herself, scanning his injuries. “Something they didn’t have.” Her eyes fell on the brutal gash on his head. It was deep and jagged, a wound inflicted with rage. Whoever killed him must have done it in an act of passion. Perhaps they hadn’t intended to kill him but, after all the torture, his body couldn’t take it anymore. Arya sighed, the weight of realization settling on her. If Andy had been killed by accident, it meant they never got what they were after. “Rob, we need to search his body,” Arya said. “There might be something they missed.” “Whoever tortured him would have searched him already,” Rob replied. “Except…” He trailed off and began removing Andy’s clothes. Leonardo a
The convoy arrived at the docks within minutes, the tension palpable in the air. The area was cloaked in eerie silence, save for the occasional raucous laughter of men huddled near a ship. Their beer bottles clinked as they exchanged crude jokes, lines of cocaine spread across the table between them. Cigarettes dangled from their lips, smoke curling into the night sky.Leonardo stepped out of the car, his eyes scanning the scene with cold precision. Rob flanked him, his hand hovering near his gun. “Should we go in now?” Rob asked, his voice low but steady.Leonardo nodded sharply, motioning for the others to fan out. From the car behind him, Arya emerged, her silhouette a lethal combination of grace and danger. Guns hung from her shoulders, nestled in her belt holsters, and rested in both hands. Her gaze met Leonardo’s for a fleeting second, and despite the danger ahead, the sight of her sent a surge of desire through him. She was magnetic, untouchable, and utterly lethal.Focus. Ther