MARIANO'S POV.
Lying in the bedroom with my married-on-paper wife, Emilia Lovett Villi-Rosario, after a long stressful week, was all I wanted.
Having everything still feels like nothing; the only time I feel like me is when I’m having sex; I should have ignored Torillio’s call.
I can’t leave Lia without finishing what I started. Mentally deranged, but she still wants me. How bad are you, Mariano?
Making her wait while I took the call might have put her on the edge. I don’t care, I’ll keep her here as long as I can.
“Who was that, Mariano? She asked while I resumed kissing her; sniffing the breath out of her made me happy. She struggled to breathe but wouldn’t let me go either, clasping my body into hers.
I knew she would stop asking, she wanted this just as much as I did; I couldn’t tell which was better ,our sex at the mansion or here in the asylum?
NO! Jocylene fitted my mansion perfectly and Lia should remain there.
I crushed her breasts with the palms of my hands. Her nipples were hard but she was soft and tender. Making her anticipate my next move, I set her free, stroking my dick with my hands. I said to her “Join me”.
She stood on the bed like a helpless kitten; she was wet and ready for me.
“Get ready for me”. I spread her legs out. They were long and sexy, I thrust into her deeply, her pleasure, painful moaning was pleasing to my ears.
Thrusting slowly, I took my hands off the bed, placing one on her neck; I was choking her. “Beg me” I whispered, but she wouldn’t. I knew she wanted more.
I took my dick out of her, she hurriedly tried putting it back. I held her hands together. I was stronger and I dominated her. “I said beg!” I commanded her.
Placing my hard dick on her sexy lips, slapping her face with it, taunting her with my dick, I could see the burning anticipation in her, she wanted my dick inside her.
Lia was stubborn. She wouldn’t beg me; I knew what all my girls wanted, but Lia was different. She wanted to be in control of me, but she wasn’t strong enough.
If she wouldn’t beg me to start, she'd definitely beg me to stop. Lia was weak, she orgasmed ; she lasted only for a few minutes. Fucking her continuously would be her punishment for not obeying.
Her disobedience turned me on. I was savoring,. While she was getting tired, I thrusted my hard dick back into her, slowly and now I was fast, her rythmic moaning was pleasing to me, I was getting harder while inside her.
I could hear her muttering words. It wasn’t clear. I turned her around. I was bored of her lying down. I made her ride me. She was slow, but it turned me on.
I was ready once again. Lia had long beautiful hair; I always made sure the nurses took good care of them before I met her.
I gripped her hair like a slut; she was my slut for the night. I removed my dick from inside her the second time. She knew she was done for. Making her kneel naked on the bed, I thrusted my dick in her mouth; I knew she didn't like it back then at the mansion, but she had no choice. I cummed in her mouth.
I was getting hard again. I placed her hands on the bed, making her back face me. I thrusted my dick into her from behind. I had gotten hard again. I could tell she was losing her strength. She would soon beg for me. I thrust harder and faster . “Stop Mariano” she said, pulling the bed-sheet with her hands at first, and then she tried pushing me off her. Now that’s what I want to hear from you.
I changed our position, I was on top of her, I thrusted in her mercilessly, still chocking her.
I watched her cry as she begged me to stop hurting her. I was in control, and it turned me on. I finally climaxed. She couldn’t move her legs.
Having a threesome with Lia and Jocylene would be a good idea; she has to get better at this.
Leaving there, I called for the nurses to come get her. I remembered the call I received. It was from my right-hand man, my closest worker, Torillio; his calling repeatedly aroused my curiosity.
I still couldn’t believe what he just told me! I’d head there now to find out.
“Evelyn, don’t forget her pills”, I told her favorite nurse as I was leaving for the bathroom.
I turned on the shower, all I could think of was what Torillio said to me; there were also missed calls from Jocelyn. Could she be at the mansion?
I called Torillio as I got out of the bathroom, so we could talk better, but he wasn’t responding. It’s unlike him. I sent him a text;” I won’t be heading back to the mansion tonight, we should meet up at the office”.
I dressed and was set to leave. Getting back to the room, Lia was no longer there, the room was neat and tidy. These new employees were efficient.
I hurried off to my car. To my amazement, I noticed something strange. The side mirrors of my car were damaged and broken. I walked round the car to see if anything else happened. It could be a drunk passerby or thieves, but the other parts of the car weren’t tampered with, they must have tried breaking in through the glass.
I was about opening the door to get inside my car, suddenly, two cars with bright front lights appeared in front of me. I was fast enough to hide inside the car.
They fired with their guns sporadically. “Come Out”! One of the men said to me, heading to the driver’s seat, but I wasn’t hiding there.
I could fend off these men easily, if only they weren’t armed. I did have a gun in my car but reaching it would be risky. This is the time I needed Torillio.
The sporadic shooting continued. “I can see you Mariano. Come out”!
EMILIA'S POV.He’s done and gone? He couldn’t even help me up. I feel so bad right now. Why does it have to be this way? We're still married. I have to get myself in order and get out of this place. How did I get here in the first place?My only hope is on Jack; he promised to come see me after his first visit, when I had just got admitted to the asylum. Since then, he never showed up. Not even my parents have come to see me.Why won’t they? I’m doing all this for them. They will be proud of me when I’m done.“Emilia, your food is here.” “Get out of here, I don’t want to see any of you; where is Evelyn?” I was in a fit of rage, I was sane, they all thought I wasn’t mentally sane except for Evelyn.The nurses cursed out at me saying all sorts of things thinking I couldn't process those words; I can’t wait to deal with all of them when I get outside of here. “I’m here. ma’am", she said. Evelyn was my only succor here. We chatted and played board games together. She helped me remembe
MARIANO's POV.I paced to and fro in my office. I kept wondering:"Who could have sent those men? Had Mariano grown weak, they weren't even sacred"?. "I need every CCTV camera footage on that street all through the day, especially during the attack. I want to know who would dare pull that cheap stunt on me". I told one of my men.Torillio walked in. I was annoyed. I could have died last night due to his negligence. "Where were you all through Torillio "? I questioned him,"You told me to keep an eye on Jocelyn; I was also at the mansion when I got your message to meet you at the office". At that point, I knew I couldn't blame him, he acted on my orders. "Forget it! Thanks to that young man, I was able to get away unscathed". I could see the dismay on Torillio's face. It was a close call. "How did you know I was there?" I asked the young man that helped with my narrow escape."My name is Marco; I live directly opposite the asylum. I saw those men attacking you from afar, so I decid
Emilia's POVMariano can never be outsmarted. He prepared another place for me. Was he expecting arson?It's almost impossible to beat him at any length. Evelyn carried out the job perfectly, I don't know how, but she set the asylum on fire. Everyone except both of us panicked; I was just thinking about her as she walked in. I met her with a joyful grin; but she wasn't having it, she was sad. "You did a good job, Evelyn. Why are you sad?"" I know, ma'am, but I'm sacred. What if the master finds out I did it? He'll not let me go, Scot free. I will pay dearly for my actions"Evelyn was right. If Mariano finds out what happened, she won't be spared. " It will stay between the both of us", I consoled Evelyn.This place was better. It was outside of that town, but I could see Mariano's henious- web boldly written all over the place. The nurses here appeared normal, it seemed like a real asylum. A male nurse walked over to me "ma'am, there's someone here to see you. Should I let the
Prologue: Everywhere was in disarray when I entered our once peaceful mansion. Not even the maids were at peace, all my father’s numerous bodyguards had suddenly disappeared, and our home was empty. I saw my mother and father panicking, jittering with fear. No one noticed my presence, they probably weren’t expecting me. I turned around to end it all by leaving; what’s the worst that could happen anyway? “Hurry up, leave this place Emilia, you have to save yourself.” “No mother, I will save us all; I have been trying hard, I just need a little more time.” I tried getting close so I could hug my mother. “It’s too late!” my father thundered. I forcefully took steps back away from my mother. I could see the hate in his eyes as he screamed at me; I walked into my room, took my old bag, packed a few things and was ready to escape with my parents. They broke in; “It's Mariano’s men.” “Run, Emilia, save yourself!” It was my mother’s voice. She was still selfless at the point of death
Emilia's POVMariano can never be outsmarted. He prepared another place for me. Was he expecting arson?It's almost impossible to beat him at any length. Evelyn carried out the job perfectly, I don't know how, but she set the asylum on fire. Everyone except both of us panicked; I was just thinking about her as she walked in. I met her with a joyful grin; but she wasn't having it, she was sad. "You did a good job, Evelyn. Why are you sad?"" I know, ma'am, but I'm sacred. What if the master finds out I did it? He'll not let me go, Scot free. I will pay dearly for my actions"Evelyn was right. If Mariano finds out what happened, she won't be spared. " It will stay between the both of us", I consoled Evelyn.This place was better. It was outside of that town, but I could see Mariano's henious- web boldly written all over the place. The nurses here appeared normal, it seemed like a real asylum. A male nurse walked over to me "ma'am, there's someone here to see you. Should I let the
MARIANO's POV.I paced to and fro in my office. I kept wondering:"Who could have sent those men? Had Mariano grown weak, they weren't even sacred"?. "I need every CCTV camera footage on that street all through the day, especially during the attack. I want to know who would dare pull that cheap stunt on me". I told one of my men.Torillio walked in. I was annoyed. I could have died last night due to his negligence. "Where were you all through Torillio "? I questioned him,"You told me to keep an eye on Jocelyn; I was also at the mansion when I got your message to meet you at the office". At that point, I knew I couldn't blame him, he acted on my orders. "Forget it! Thanks to that young man, I was able to get away unscathed". I could see the dismay on Torillio's face. It was a close call. "How did you know I was there?" I asked the young man that helped with my narrow escape."My name is Marco; I live directly opposite the asylum. I saw those men attacking you from afar, so I decid
EMILIA'S POV.He’s done and gone? He couldn’t even help me up. I feel so bad right now. Why does it have to be this way? We're still married. I have to get myself in order and get out of this place. How did I get here in the first place?My only hope is on Jack; he promised to come see me after his first visit, when I had just got admitted to the asylum. Since then, he never showed up. Not even my parents have come to see me.Why won’t they? I’m doing all this for them. They will be proud of me when I’m done.“Emilia, your food is here.” “Get out of here, I don’t want to see any of you; where is Evelyn?” I was in a fit of rage, I was sane, they all thought I wasn’t mentally sane except for Evelyn.The nurses cursed out at me saying all sorts of things thinking I couldn't process those words; I can’t wait to deal with all of them when I get outside of here. “I’m here. ma’am", she said. Evelyn was my only succor here. We chatted and played board games together. She helped me remembe
MARIANO'S POV.Lying in the bedroom with my married-on-paper wife, Emilia Lovett Villi-Rosario, after a long stressful week, was all I wanted.Having everything still feels like nothing; the only time I feel like me is when I’m having sex; I should have ignored Torillio’s call.I can’t leave Lia without finishing what I started. Mentally deranged, but she still wants me. How bad are you, Mariano? Making her wait while I took the call might have put her on the edge. I don’t care, I’ll keep her here as long as I can.“Who was that, Mariano? She asked while I resumed kissing her; sniffing the breath out of her made me happy. She struggled to breathe but wouldn’t let me go either, clasping my body into hers.I knew she would stop asking, she wanted this just as much as I did; I couldn’t tell which was better ,our sex at the mansion or here in the asylum?NO! Jocylene fitted my mansion perfectly and Lia should remain there.I crushed her breasts with the palms of my hands. Her nipples wer
Prologue: Everywhere was in disarray when I entered our once peaceful mansion. Not even the maids were at peace, all my father’s numerous bodyguards had suddenly disappeared, and our home was empty. I saw my mother and father panicking, jittering with fear. No one noticed my presence, they probably weren’t expecting me. I turned around to end it all by leaving; what’s the worst that could happen anyway? “Hurry up, leave this place Emilia, you have to save yourself.” “No mother, I will save us all; I have been trying hard, I just need a little more time.” I tried getting close so I could hug my mother. “It’s too late!” my father thundered. I forcefully took steps back away from my mother. I could see the hate in his eyes as he screamed at me; I walked into my room, took my old bag, packed a few things and was ready to escape with my parents. They broke in; “It's Mariano’s men.” “Run, Emilia, save yourself!” It was my mother’s voice. She was still selfless at the point of death