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
Dear Reader,Just a short note to inform you that the characters in this book are Italian/Sicilian born, therefore they speak that language. Throughout this book, to make it read more authentically, I have written their speech in Italian and followed it with the English in the brackets. I hope it does not distract you from enjoying my book. CityKim‘Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the time of our death’The woman prayed fervently on her knees before the ornate crucifix tears streaming down her face. The Priest watched her sympathetically but made no move towards her or comfort her,‘Angelina come’The voice was harsh and commanding but the woman paid no heed continuing with her prayers.‘Angelina, do you want the Priest to see what happens when you disobey me?’The voice dripped violence and the Priest stepped back into the shadows, Don Giovanni was not a man to be trifled with the woman was either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid. He looked at the cryin
Angelina had fought him like a tigress when he told her she belonged to him now and he was going to enjoy taming her. Locking her in his room he had ripped off her clothes and raped her violently then he had kept her naked forcing her to do all the things she hated and he loved. It did not matter to her when he told her he loved her, that he had always loved her and she should have chosen him not Carlos. She had said simply,‘We are not children any more Giovanni. I made my choice and I do not regret it.’She had spurned him when Carlos was alive and now she spurned him again he was dead he had lost his temper at her words and that was why he forced her he reasoned with himself. He had not wanted to do it, if she would just do as she was told he had wanted to love her and treat her like his queen. Foolishly the stupid woman had thrown it back in his face and told him she still loved Carlos and she would always love him until the day she died too and joined him in eternity. It made him
The beautiful English girl longed for the boy in front of her to magically turn into his cousin, she remained polite and charming to Giovanni but her mind thought only of Carlos, it was easy to get him to talk about his friend so she probed him to learn more. When they walked back up to the campsite he tried three times to pull her behind a tree so he could kiss her. She was able to dodge him by making a game of it and he played along thinking he would capture her before they reached the camp, he underestimated her as all men did. They arrived at the site before he even knew it and she slipped through the gate before he could stop her, ‘Can I see you again?’ He asked softly and she gave him a shrug,
He was bouncing her up and down ramming into her and she threw back her head in ecstasy a wild scream coming from her deep pink lips, ‘Oh God, yes Carlos, yes.’ She cried out as her orgasm overtook her, he could only watch jealously as Carlos gripped her slender hips harder and pounded into her grunting as he found his relief filling her with his seed. Giovanni wanted to kill them both he was so hurt at their betrayal but his lust for her only escalated with his anger. He wanted to possess her, he wanted to own her but more than anything he wanted to fuck her his eyes narrowed and he made a silent vow, somehow, some way she would be his. He left the barn just as quietly as he had arrived and then turned back to it shouting their names as if he had j
‘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
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