Luciano.This fucking past few weeks has been nothing but peaceful to me. My wife has made it her life mission to avoid me every day, only coming down when I’m out of the house and going up when I’m in the house.I know I was the one who said our paths shouldn’t cross but I somehow feel aggravated whenever she does that.She tends to leave the room when I’m there and I like that, it gives me more room to go ahead with my plans without her knowing them.Who knows what fucking information her father has installed in her head?He must have asked her to inform him of my plans while she’s here and that’s more reason why I do not want her anywhere near me while I’m making those calls.Tonight is the party of Carlos which we were invited to a week ago, when I say we I mean my fucking wife and I. I could have gone alone and come up with any fucking excuse about her being sick or maybe joked she’s too sore to even move but I can’t.That wouldn’t look good for me, this is the first time we will
Maria. I have said this before and I will keep on saying it, Luciano is an asshole—a huge one. He expects me to act like a loving wife, who’s docile and easily oppressed yet there he is getting swarmed by ladies whom he wasn’t making any attempt to leave. In fact, the asshole seems to like their attention on him. It had been over an hour since we came here, Carlos had first greeted us and showed us to some important people and so far no one had suspected anything was off between us even though there was an obvious tension and reluctance—that’s on my side. I can’t believe I’m playing and selling the part of a good wife to everyone especially because my husband—the man I do not love, asked that of me. After the greeting was over and it was just us three, Luciano had whisked him to the side to have a private conversation with him. From the look on their faces from where I was standing I could tell whatever they were talking about was pretty intense. I had tried reading their lips bu
Luciano. I would admit that Mariana has been playing the part of a perfect wife since we stepped inside Carlos’s mansion. I’d appreciated that she was very far away from so she wouldn’t fucking play with my head. She has been nothing but attentive, speaking only when it was important even though I know how much she was hurting while saying a word out. I had consulted her doctor the day after her check-up, and she told me what was wrong with my little wife. Well, not like she willingly told me but who cares, I got to find out that my wife has been unable to say a word since her accident. She had more trouble saying a word back then after the accident and so she had to keep her mouth shut at all times. She had no other choice but to learn sign language which her sister and father also learnt because they needed to converse with her. Her doctor believes she’s going to speak properly after she overcomes her trauma and I’m really looking forward to that day. I wonder what her voic
Luciano. Matteo gave me a shit-eating grin after I said that, the hand that he was about to lose was still very much on my wife’s shoulders. I’m losing my damn patience with him being around my wife. “Calm down your tits man, I’m merely giving your wife company.” He said with concerned eyes that are more fake than most of the tits I have seen in my entire life. “Luc…..” my eyes didn’t leave his even when Mariana called my name. His hold on her, the way she was laughing and smiling with him. I hate it. I hate seeing her with him or someone else. I don’t even know what to be mad about—that Matteo was able to fool my wife as easily as he did or that she was too gullible to not see that he was acting. He was a bad actor. All he wants is to get into her pants, married or not. “The same way you keep those girls in Devil’s Hell, company?” I asked, letting my little wife know she wasn’t the only one whom he gave those boyish smiles to. Devil’s Hell is a place where people like
Luciano. I groaned as I stared at her full lips again. I have been having the urge to kiss them since I saw her tonight and now here she is tempting me again with them. God, I would do anything to see her in this red shade of lipstick. It looked fucking good on her. “I wasn’t going to sleep with him, Luciano, he was only telling me how pretty my dress was, and as a sensible woman I had to appreciate his presence.” I frowned as I read her text. He complimented her dress. Fuck! I should be the only one who gets to do that, not him and not anyone. He doesn't have the fucking right. Jesus Christ, why the fuck am I bothered about who didn't and did compliment her dress? “Then why were you staring at him with those eyes? Anybody with eyes could tell you were flirting with him.” I snapped. I don’t snap. Hell, I don’t act this way; I don’t act without thinking ever but because of her I’m acting like this; like I'm currently losing my fucking mind. She’s getting to me too quickly and I
Maria.It has been a day after my embarrassing moment with Luciano. I still find it hard to believe I did that; that I gave him the go-ahead to spank me and not only that he saw how wet I was from getting punished.Gosh, I can’t get the way my ass was grinding on his hard-on while searching for relief and after all that, after I’d thought he would take it further the bastard pulled away from me after I had my first orgasm in his hands.He acted like nothing of such happened between us. I wasn’t going to be the one who blushed anytime I saw him now nor am I going to let that happen again.I still feel sore and hard to sit even after rubbing some pain relief lube on them. I guess that’s a reminder that whatever happened that night really happened, I wasn’t just imagining it, it really happened.That night I had thought Luciano was truly fighting because of how badly that idiot spoke about me but I have come to realize that he only did that to save his reputation.He didn’t do that becau
Maria.I rolled my eyes.“You can’t settle everything with violence Dee.” I signed and it was her turn to roll her eyes.“Tell that to every single fucking man in this world who use violence as their way out.” She snorted.I’m not going to lie but she did have a point.“Still I’m not going to let you do something that could put you in trouble.”“It seems like you are forgetting something crucial Ana. I am TROUBLE so I’m not scared of anyone. Tell me, did something happen between the two of you?” She asked and again I found myself blushing like a fool.I shook my head. I wasn’t going to open my mouth and tell her about what happened two nights ago. It still feels like I broke my own law. I didn’t want anything to do with the man, hell I thought I hated him but with just his hands on my body every single hate in my body flew out of the window. I wasn’t going to lie but I was desperate for his touch.Gosh, I never knew I could enjoy getting spanked until that night.Luciano was really br
Maria.I tried walking past him after saying that but I was too slow, his other empty hand came up to grab me.“You didn't quit? You disobeyed my orders?”I scoffed.I’m not a dog, he doesn’t get to order me around and expect me to do as he said.Certainly, there’s someone who can say no to him and that person is me. I wasn’t going to back out.“I made it clear that I want you to quit that job and then you disobeyed me. I warned you what would happen if you don’t do as I say, Mariana, do you want me to put a bullet through your father and sister's head?” He asked with his face cold.For a moment everything froze after he said that, I blinked as I stared at him.He wouldn’t do that, he couldn’t. I may not know the mafia law like any other good leader's daughter but one thing I know is that he wouldn’t be able to kill them and go free.“You……wouldn’t.” I said feeling like something was clawing on my chest, ready to come out.His face didn’t change.“You don’t know me well enough to bet
Epilogue.Three months later.Maria.“You have to wake up now, butterfly.” I moaned, pushing away from the voice but whoever it was wasn’t going to let me sleep like I’d wanted.“Butterfly.” He called again, and slowly I peeled my eyes open, staring directly at my husband.He smiled at me once our eyes locked.“Wakey, wakey.” I yawned, without bothering to get down from the bed.“Isn’t it too early to wake me up, Luc?” I asked with my throat a bit dry.Was he taking me out for another sightseeing after the one he took me days ago?As much as I hated when he woke up so early in the morning, it was worth it. Every single moment was magical and I would have regretted it if I didn’t force myself up.“No, it’s not. It’s almost three in the afternoon, butterfly. You should wake up so you’ll eat.” I couldn’t believe what he’d just said.Slowly I look from him to the alarm clock sitting on the bedside table. He was really telling the truth, the time was 2;45 pm which meant I had been sleeping
Maria.In one single powerful thrust, he shoved his thick cock inside me. My mouth opened but no sound came out. I’m stretched wide as I take every inch of his cock inside me, sinking my fingernails into his back and wrapping my shaky legs around his waist.He let out a groan as he leaned down, resting his head on mine and pulling at the side of my hair. He pecked my forehead and moved his head to my side, placing his mouth directly on my ear.“I fucking missed this butterfly. I missed being inside you.” He growled in my ear.He remained inside me without moving, “you feel like fucking heaven.” He pulled all the way out and then he moved his hips again, thrusting into me until he was in.“Fuck!” He cursed.My breasts bounced against his chest, my nipples rubbing his as I cried out in pleasure.He chuckled darkly, pulling back and then tugging on my hair harder.“Ask me to fuck you again, butterfly.” He commanded.I let out a cry and quickly the words came out of my mouth.“Please fuck
Maria.“Take off your panties.” Luciano didn’t do anything after that, instead, he watched me. He watched me take my panties off leaving me in nothing but his shirt I was putting on which would be on the floor in a matter of seconds soon.“Fuck! I didn’t know how much I loved seeing you in my shirt until today. You should wear it often.” He said and all I did was blush at his compliment.Before I knew what was happening he wrapped his hands around my waist and pushed me to the bed until I was lying on my back. He hovered over me with his eyes dark with lust as they stared into mine.“I can’t wait to taste you, butterfly.” He whispered as he placed soft kisses on my neck and shoulder.“Then what are you waiting for?” The words were out of my mouth before I realized what I had said. That was bold and I love it.“Jesus Christ woman, are you trying to Jill me?” He asked as he held the helm of the shirt, he pushed it up until it gathered around my neck.My breasts were exposed to his eyes
Luciano.Everything felt like a fucking dream, I feel like I’m vibrating with feelings after so many years of being dead inside and that’s all because of her.Mariana.What she did for me was absolutely amazing. The best thing anyone could have done for my dead soul. She brought back the light in my fucking life and I wasn’t kidding when I said she is different from her father.She’s the light in our dark world and I want that to remain the same.I’m currently lying in bed even though I’m perfectly okay to move around and go about my business but since she isn’t satisfied with the doctor's report that I’m fine, I was forced to stay in bed.I have no choice but to do that, she’s the fucking boss now and I would do anything for her.Just like she knew I was thinking about her, the door opened and my beautiful wife walked in. Since it was just the two of us at home—Emilia wouldn’t leave Kyle's side no matter what anyone said. So she followed him to his house to take better care of him.I
Maria.“Are you there, Mari?” I sniffed, fisting my hand in my lap.“I’m fine. Just Luc and Kyle got shot.” hearing her sharp intake of breath made me realize what I’ve just said.Shit!“Is he…. Are they alright?” She asked, her voice completely filled with worry.I shouldn’t have mentioned Kyle got shot.“Yes, they are….” They will be.I’m sure they will both be okay.“Okay, what about you? Are you alright?”“I’m perfectly fine, Lia.”“And…. Father?” She hesitated before asking.“He’s no longer here lia. I’m sorry.” I have to apologize for what I did.“It’s okay. I…. We will be at the hospital soon, see you later.” She hung up before I could even say more.I let out a breath and closed my eyes.“Is everything alright?” My eyes snapped open and they came in contact with Carlos’s.“No. Everything is fine.” He stared at me for a while before nodding once.“I have gotten everything under control; the police I mean.” He added when he must have seen the confused look on my face.“Thank you
Maria. “Butterfly.” I was only able to stop once Luciano called my name. I brought the gun down slowly as I turned to look at him. Shit! I have completely forgotten he got shot. “Luc!” I threw the gun away and ran straight to where he was lying on the floor. His blood hasn’t stopped coming out of the gunshot wound and right there I feel nothing after shooting my father—killing him. I had no choice, it was either him or every one of us. He has already got to Luc and Kyle, and I would be next if I didn’t do that. “Are you alright?” He asked and right at this moment I just wanted to smack his chest. He was the one in pain, the one looking all pale and ready to lose consciousness yet he was asking if I was alright. Carlos rushed over to check my father's body on the floor, I bet he’s alive after all those….. I can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe I just shot my own father. “Hey…. look at me, you are alright.” Luciano said weakly as he raised his hand. I let the first tea
Luciano. “She begged you to stop but you didn’t. Any man wouldn’t do that to the woman he claimed to love.” I spat out angrily. God. I was ready to put a bullet in his head if only he was pointing a gun at my wife, his fucking daughter. “You know me more than that, Mariana. I am not the man you think I am, I would never do such a thing to another woman not when I have you and your sister. I have done everything to protect the both of you, I have provided everything you’ve ever wanted.” “You certainly are not the man I think you are, father. Yes, you protected me and my sister, you provided everything we needed. Do you want to know why? Because you want me by your side at all times. You should be ashamed to call yourself a father; one wouldn’t do to his daughter or his wife what you’ve done to me and mother.” “I never wanted to do any of that Mariana, yes I don’t love your mother but I was ready to keep her. It’s all her fault, you got into it because she was being too fucking noi
Luciano.I couldn’t think as I stared at the man I hate so much pointing a gun at my wife’s head.“Nice of you to join the party, Rossi,” Pedro said, with a cheeky grin on his lips.“What do you want?” I asked, taking my eyes from his to Marianas who didn't look a bit bothered her father was pointing a gun at her.But I can tell she was scared but didn’t want to give him that satisfaction.“You know the very one thing I want, boy.” He answered.“And that is?”“The death of you and your brother. You both have been nothing but a pain in my ass for some many years. I want you gone, the same way I did with your parents.” He smiled after saying that.He’s edging me.My eyes flickered to Kyle who was still on the floor bleeding from his stomach which he’s trying hard to stop. His face looked pale and as he lay on the floor the image of my father lying dead on the ground with his pool of blood surrounding him popped up in my head.“You should stop this madness, Pedro!” Carlos snapped behind
Luciano.I stared at nothing as I kept wondering what had gone wrong, I have everything planned so how the fuck was Pedro able to get away without knowing what we have planned.“How did this happen?”“How did he escape?” Carlos' question pulls me back to consciousness.I looked at him, we were currently standing in the hallway of his office floor. The evidence has been given to him and right now he has every right to get Pedro in for questioning but what the fuck I do not know was how he was able to get a whiff of this.“I have no idea.”“Do you know where he must have gone?” He asked again, his tone a bit different from earlier so I know he isn’t talking about Pedro now.My mood seemed to dampen as he asked about him again.It has been three hours since Adriano left my house, three hours since I haven’t heard anything from him, and three fucking hours since Pedro went missing.“I don’t know. He wouldn’t answer his phone no matter how many times I called.” His words haven't stopped ri