‘Where are you, baby girl?’ Carlos sounded so happy she felt a large lump in her throat this was going to ruin everything, ‘I’m coming.’ She hurried down the stairs shoving the test into a drawer under the vanity mirror and ran into Carlos’ arms he hugged her tightly, ‘Did you miss me, baby girl? Chuckling softly he kissed the top of her head gently, ‘I miss you every minute I am not with you.’ She lifted her head to meet his kiss wrapping herself around him he deepened the kiss lifting her and carrying her to their bed his kisses becoming more passionate and demanding. ‘I love you so much my little English rose.’ He whispered kissing the soft spot behind her ear, ‘You are my world, Angelina.’ As he spoke he was removing her clothes his eyes taking in her naked beauty, he never tired of seeing her like this, her body flushed, her nipples erect and her pussy glistening with her juices all for him, ‘Who makes you so wet baby girl?’ He licked a hot trail from her ear to her collarbone and she arched up desire burning through every cell in her body, ‘You Carlos, only you.’ His sexy chuckle made her moan with pleasure as he dipped his head and lapped at her honey, ‘Fuck but you taste so good baby girl, I could feast on you all night.’ He nipped her engorged clit and she cried out, ‘OMG Carlos, don’t stop, please don’t stop I am so close.’ They never saw their Watcher, his hand wrapped firmly around the base of his rock-hard cock, Giovanni knew he was developing an obsession he wanted Angelina for himself and he was determined to find a way to get her regardless of the cost. Pumping his cock as he watched Carlos bring Angelina to her climax, he groaned inwardly would have made her wait, and kept her on the cusp until he allowed her to orgasm. He grimaced with lust, he would make her obey him, ‘Fuck, he would have her on her knees begging him to allow her to come.’ The thought of having her handcuffed and at his mercy was so good he found his release his seed spilling into the handkerchief he had thought to bring with him. His thoughts spiralled as he slipped away from the couple’s room, when he had Angelina for herself she would learn that he was her Master and his cock hardened again at the image of her cuffed to his cross as he whipped her. The couple never heard him or saw him watching them, they were so wrapped up in their little bubble of love that the outside world did not touch them. A month later Angelina started being sick, not just in the mornings but all day every day, Carlos was so worried he took her to the hospital and Angelina’s secret was discovered. She had wanted to tell Carlos, but the timing never seemed right, he was snowed under with problems now he was the Don and worked long hours to put his ‘family’ right. He weeded out the dissenters, replaced the old guard with a new improved elite guard and listened to what his people wanted, he made the changes they asked for and they loved him for it. The Council of Elders took notice, here was a young Don making a name for himself for all the right reasons, he was one for the future even though he had an English bride. They would overlook that as long as he bred lots of fine Catholic children, preferably strong healthy boys to take over their father's legacy. At their next meeting, they were delighted to hear Carlos had already done his job the Englishwoman was pregnant his legacy was secured for now. Giovanni saw red when he returned from a four-month working holiday in Chicago and saw Angelina’s rounded belly for the first time, she was almost six months pregnant and glowing with inner beauty. He hated the sight of her, ‘It made her look fat and ugly.’ He told himself but it was a blatant lie, Angelina looked like the painted images of the Virgin Mary, serene and stunningly beautiful and no matter how many times he told himself she was fat and ugly he still slid into the place where he was hidden in their bedroom. He would allow her time with her baby, he wasn’t a monster after all, in a couple of years when it had fully weaned from her he was going to take her from Carlos by force if necessary. Five years later he found a way to take what was not his by murdering his best friend in cold blood three weeks after his father had died and he became a Don too. Life was short and cheap to the Italian Mafia, very few Dons lived to retirement age Giovanni’s Father had been shot dead by the police after he had stupidly shot the local Mayor in cold blood. The man had disrespected him openly in front of other Mafia Members at a Charity Function his Father had been drunk, a belligerent argumentative drunk. Instead of calling the Police Chief, who was a personal friend of his, something he would have done if sober, he had argued with the two young Officers sent to arrest him and wildly pointed his gun at them. Italian police are not known for their patience, especially with drunken members of the Mafia, He had very aggressively demanded if they knew who he was and then he had threatened to shoot them too and no one would pin the blame on him. He had not left them with much choice when he started firing random shots at innocent bystanders laughing hysterically at their screams of fear as they tried to get out of his line of fire. The young Officers warned him three times to stop what he was doing, but he ignored them shooting gleefully at the innocent people out enjoying the warm evening.
When two people went down with minor injuries to their legs and then a third was hit in the chest, albeit on the right side, they had shot a few rounds near his feet to bring him to his senses. It hadn’t, the idiot was so drunk he turned his gun on them leaving them with no choice but to shoot him in self-defence. He was killed instantly, their shots had a lot more deadly accuracy than his and members of the public quickly came forward to offer themselves as witnesses to aid their defence. Giovanni became the Don after his father's death. He quickly established himself as even more ruthless than he had been securing his position by eliminating all who dared threaten him and then he went after the prize he wanted. Carlos was twenty-five and still naive enough to trust the man he had grown up with and who up until that moment had been his best friend neither of them ever dreamed he would betray them so badly. He had not even thought about defending himse
The little gun had been the last gift Carlos had given to her, it was an antique but in perfect working order and just as deadly as any ‘normal’ sized gun. He had made her practise and practise until she knew how to take it apart and put it back together, and she had known how close she needed to be to make it deadly effective.Franco, Rocky and Mario looked up as Paolo entered the room, he strode across to them and each of them hugged him,‘My condolences my friend’Franco whispered straightening his black tie, it was four hours since the death of Don Giovanni and the ‘mess’ had been cleared up. The woman had been thrown into a lime pit, her body quickly covered and set into a concrete block. She would never be found and no one could point the finger back to them. Giovanni was lying in a coffin in another part of the big house with people already filing past and paying their respects. Paolo was his half-brother and had moved quickly to take the position of power, Giovanni’s Son, Dant
He needed an insider, someone who knew the Mafia but would work with him, his orders were simple, take Paolo out as cleanly as they could but it was becoming increasingly difficult as the years passed. He was a patient man but even he began to lose hope that finding someone to end this tyrant’s reign was becoming an impossible dream.Paolo was no fool he knew he was a target so he found guys that were lookalikes, he had the classic Italian look, tall, slim with black hair and almost black eyes, and sent them out in his place. They all perished at the hands of his enemies and the Police, he was slippery and evasive and they could not catch him no matter what they tried. The President searched for a solution, even those in Paolo’s pay were growing increasingly tired of his endless violence, everyone lived in fear of everyone else, no one was safe, lives were worthless and ended for little more than a few dollars by overactive teenagers high on drugs. Something had to change as Paolo gre
Then she placed the money in the maid's hands and walked away. Angelina had been heartbroken when her Consultant had told her she would never have children, now it seemed God, with a little help from her sister, had given her a second chance and she was grasping it with both hands. Matthew, her husband had been worried at first but the pretty baby girl had soon wormed her way into his heart. When she had looked up at him with those stunning catlike eyes and said Papa all doubts had flown away. She was their child now and they had the finances to give her a wonderful life, she would want for nothing they registered her in their name explaining she had been born while they lived in Italy and with a little financial ‘persuasion’ she had become their daughter legally. No one questioned it, both their parents were dead and they had no other living relatives so it had been quite easy fooling their friends. She looked nothing like either of them, she was the image of her dead Mother and whe
He did not admit it to the boy but he missed Sicily too, the warm sunshine, beautiful food and the pretty girls, everything in Manchester seemed dull and grey in comparison, weighed down by the constant rain. It was no wonder Dante swore all the time, sometimes all this damn rain would be enough to make a Saint swear. well, at least an Italian Saint anyway. Shaking his head he forced himself out of the melancholy threatening to engulf him.‘Come with me, Dante. I know a good way to blow away this boredom, I think you are old enough now to begin your proper training.’He led the boy into the purpose-built gym in the basement of the large house they had purchased it had everything needed to train Dante into the fearsome fighter he must become. He had quickly lost the innocent trust that had led him to be captured and they had taught him a few of the little things that might get him out of trouble if he was ever kidnapped again. Franco led him to the back of the gym and pressed a conceal
The man looked over helplessly at his pretty young daughters who met his eyes pleading with theirs that they not be left alone with this monster but there was nothing more he could do to protect them. So he bowed his head to Paolo who smirked at his submittance, and then he turned away and left them with the monster. He reasoned that as he still had two younger sons another small daughter and his wife at home to protect there was nothing else he could do for them. Even if he had tried to intervene he reasoned that he would still have been brutally murdered, the rest of his family taken and his daughters would still have to face the same fate. Returning to his home he made sure the hospital was on standby to receive the two girls should they survive their dreadful fate and he had good reason to do so. When Paolo’s henchmen dragged the girls back to their father's home a few days later they had been very badly beaten and repeatedly brutally raped in every orifice. They had survived but
Gabriella sat in the back of the car licking her ice cream but her mind was on the handsome stranger in the shop. She was too young to understand the feelings beginning inside her but the boy was very handsome, much better looking than her favourite pop stars Boyzone. When they got back to their house she went upstairs to her room and picked up her tablet pressing the button to call her best friend Melissa‘Hey girl what you doing?’Her pretty dark-haired friend grinned at her,‘Oh Mel, you will not believe this. I have just met the most gorgeous hunk, I mean he is delicious so much nicer than silly pop stars. Seriously, he was just so edible.’She pretended to swoon on her bed and Melissa laughed out loud,‘OK girl come on spill I want every detail’The two girls spent the next hour discussing every little detail Gabriella could remember about Dante, his dark foreign good looks, intense blue eyes, and not forgetting his gorgeous toned body, It was only when Melissa said softly,‘Such
His wife was appalled when he told her,‘No, no, non puoi condannarla così Antonio, ha appena diciotto anni e lui è un animale.’ [No, no, you cannot condemn her like this Antonio she is barely eighteen and he is an animal.]His young daughter had become hysterical, screaming and sobbing begging him not to do this and he had hung his head in shame,‘Perdonami, non abbiamo scelta. Deve farlo o moriremo tutti. È questo che volete entrambi, che quei tre ragazzini muoiano?’ [Forgive me, we have no choice. She must do this or we all die. Is that what you both want, those three little boys to die?]He pointed to his young sons aged eight, six and three and to her credit his daughter had lifted her head,‘No, Padre, mi sacrificherò per i miei fratelli ma non ti perdonerò mai e poi mai. La mia morte è nelle tue mani.’ [No Father, I will sacrifice myself for my brothers but I will never, ever forgive you. My death is on your hands.]They were stood at the back of the church as he had commanded,
She grinned at him then tossed her pretty head,‘Non fare promesse che non manterrai papà.’ [Don’t make promises you won’t keep Daddy to be.]He grabbed her to him and kissed her hard,‘Bambina, credimi, non sto facendo alcuna promessa e lo sai.’ [Baby girl, trust me I am not making any promises and you know that.]Gabriella giggled and kissed him back before pushing him away,‘Va bene, bullo, ora vai a fare il tuo lavoro, io ho il mio lavoro da fare.’ [Okay bully now go do your own work, I have my own work to do.]She was in the process of securing her first two university places for the girls she had taken under her wing, the girls were best friends and it had been their dream to follow their brothers and she was making it possible. She was keeping her promises, trying to make her ‘family’ more equal by making sure the women had the same opportunities as the men. It had been a wonderful day, they had gone to the university to look around and see what was on offer and the girls had a
He went to sit in his office and do some work he decided he would give her some time to cool down and then go and apologise to try and resurrect the day he had planned so meticulously. It was more than two hours later when he remembered to do it and he rushed up to their room but it was empty,‘Dov'è Gabriella.’ [Where is Gabriella?]He yelled but none of the Guards had seen her so angrily he made them search the villa but she as nowhere to be found until one of then came running,‘Capo, capo, dai un'occhiata a questo.’ [Boss, Boss take a look at this.]He showed him the CCT, Gabriella had changed into shorts and a t-shirt and then headed down to the beach the villa had its own stretch of glorious white sandy beach. It was completely undisturbed and private so he got changed to and headed down after her and when he reached the beach he stopped and stared pain filling his heart. She was sat all alone, a tiny solitary figure on the wide empty beach, the waves lapping at her toes, arms w
She cried out as he slapped her ass hard again, once on each cheek leaving a very satisfying hand print on both,‘No, per favore Dante, per favore, voglio venire, per favore lasciami venire.’[No, please Dante, please, I want to come, please let me come.]Gabriella begged even though the thought of a spanking had her so turned on she could barely think, he leaned over her and whispered,‘Per la tua disobbedienza ritarderò il tuo piacere e ti tormenterò ancora.’ [For your disobedience I am going to delay your pleasure and torment you some more.]She groaned loudly as he teased her clit some more her orgasm so close she had to bite her lip to stop herself falling over the edge,‘Non osare venire, piccola.’ [Don’t you dare come baby girl.]He kissed her below her ear then nipped her earlobe making her moan with pleasure she arched back against him the water from the shower pounding over their bodies as he thrust harder and harder,‘Dante, oh, oh, Dante, per favore.’She begged knowing sh
‘Dante.’She gasped and he leaned over her back whispering in her ear,‘Dillo, tesoro, usa le tue parole e ti darò quello che vuoi’ [Say it baby, use your words and I will give you what you want.]‘Per favore, Dante, oh mio Dio, sì, per favore, fottimi il culo.’ [Please Dante, oh my, yes, please fuck my ass.]She cried out desperately needing him inside her and he grinned spreading her ass cheeks he began to ease into her tight channel, Gabriella tensed she was not expecting how it felt, the burning as he stretched her intensified so he leaned over her again,‘Rilassati tesoro, è proprio come la prima volta che ho scopato la tua dolce figa, solo un po' di dolore e poi è tutto piacere.’ [Relax baby girl it is just like the first time I fucked your sweet pussy, just a little pain and then it is all pleasure]He was right, easing further into her tightness she began to adjust to his size and he thrust all the way to his root pausing to let her body relax and accept him. He moved slowly,
It took a few weeks but she gradually returned to her normal feisty self and began to test Dante’s patience again. As her body grew healthy, the pounds she had lost returned and she regained her perfect sexy body with a little help from his gym and swimming for hours in the outdoor pool. The only problem she had was that Dante did not come to her room at night nor did he do anything more than give her a peck on the cheek each night when they retired to bed. It was very frustrating, she wanted him and she knew he wanted her but something was holding him back, he was scared of hurting her fragile body. Gabriella was not a patient woman, she was feeling wonderful and she was not prepared to wait for him any more, that night when the house went quiet she tugged on her robe and headed for his room. He was lay on his back the muscles on his chest in full view as he was naked underneath the sheet covering the lower half of his torso, desire swept through her body at the sight of his beauty,
She could hear the worry and fear in his voice and she found she wanted to comfort him slowly she began to open her eyes, they flickered, opened then closed again in quick succession before she got control of her eyelids and opened them, fully to stare at the back of the head of the man whose voice had brought her back. It was full rich glossy blue/black curls and the temptation to run her fingers through it was irresistible , lifting her hand she placed it gently on to his head and let her fingers become entangled in those soft curls. Dante, who had been dozing, jerked instantly awake and yelped as he sat up and some of his hair ripped out in her hand.‘Caro Dio, finalmente sei sveglio.’ [Dear God you are finally awake my love.] He bent over her and pulled her into his arms his lips crashing against hers demandingly,‘Mi avevi così, così preoccupata, bambina, che pensavo che ti avrei perso e non potevo sopportarlo.’ [You had me so, so worried baby girl, I thought I was going to
‘Mi dispiace, signore, è una domanda alla quale non possiamo rispondere, il suo corpo sta guarendo ma la sua mente ha bisogno di recuperare. [I’m sorry Sir that is question we cannot answer, her body is healing but her mind needs to catch up.]Dante huffed and shook his head,‘Non abbastanza bravo dottore, voglio delle risposte e se non può darmele le cercherò altrove e toglierò il mio sostegno finanziario alla sua organizzazione.’ [Not good enough Doctor I want answers and if you cannot give them to me I will seek them elsewhere and remove my financial assistance from your organisation.]Sir Edmund Richardson glared at the back of the handsome Mafia Dons head angrily, he could not afford to lose the financial backing of his paymasters and this young man was one of its top Leaders. For the hundredth time he rued the day his father had decided to risk their family fortune at the roulette table. He had become addicted to gambling and if it were not for his mothers quick thinking to have
A glance at his men told him they thought the same the hunger in their eyes was evident and a stab of anger surprised him, he wanted her for himself and he would have her,‘Non puoi sorprenderti delle mie azioni, Donna Gabriella, sei una donna intelligente, sapevi che uno di noi ti avrebbe presa se non avessi sposato quello stupido di Dante. Sei un premio che tutti vogliamo mantenere, era solo questione di tempo chi di noi ti reclamava.’ [You cannot be surprised by my actions Donna Gabriella, you are a clever woman, you knew one of us would take you if you did not marry that fool Dante. You are a prize we all want to keep it was just a matter of time which of us was going to claim you.]He smirked and grabbed her pulling her against his hard body running his hand down her body and cupping her ass,‘Rivendicherò Donna Gabriella, ti inchioderò e prenderò il tuo corpo delizioso ogni volta che lo vorrò, in qualunque modo lo voglia. Sarai mio, ti metterò l'anello al dito e prenderò tutto c
Turning they ran down to the security room and demanded the CCTV the guards quickly rewound it and they saw the four men from the funeral carrying an unconscious Gabriella and placing her into a blacked out SUV. They knew what they had to do and they knew it would anger their Donna but they knew they had little choice.Gabriella woke up in a tiny room on a dirty mattress, she pushed herself to her feet and wobbled to the door, it was locked just as she expected looking around she headed for the bathroom. She only just made it before sinking to the floor and vomiting into the toilet basin until her stomach was empty and she was dry heaving. Eventually the heaving stopped and after a few minutes she dragged herself up by the sink and washed her face then staggered back to the mattress. It repulsed her, it was so stained and she did not like to think about what those stains represented but her legs gave out and she curled into a ball letting the darkness claim her again. When she woke a