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Confessions II; I love you.
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It was never really lights out at the mansion. Regardless of the hour, there were always people patrolling the grounds, the lights outside the mansion stayed on at all times. Security and control were of the utmost priority, which explains the cameras. Before, the patrols used to happen even indoors, but since Sarah moved here, they have been seized.Sitting in the control room, Marco stared intently at the lovely couple in the kitchen as they got snacks to share. It must be nice to have someone to spend your night with. Sure, they bickered a lot and sometimes Mrs. Accardi was particularly unreasonable, but there was no doubt in the heart of everyone who knew them that they were made for each other.It’s not like Aldo was perfect, he hid his identity from her and then kidnapped her when she found out and tried to run away. Marco sat in the quiet of the night reflecting, he certainly wasn’t a log of wood. He, too, had a special person. But Marco is nothing like Aldo and Lana, well, tha
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"Berardo, brother, welcome. Long time no see,” a guard said as he rushed to greet the giant of a man who just landed on the mansion’s private helipad.Walking with sturdy, meticulous steps, the man called Berardo approached the mansion. Not a word from him to the hearing of the other guards. Nothing but a nod. The serious expression on his face never seemed to fade out. Not out of malice or disdain for the men in front of him; they were comrades after all. But this was his way, and they all seemed to acknowledge that.The pissed-off look on his face never seemed to be enough to stop the giggling batch hovering around him. Along with the men on his side, he made his way off the helipad, through the garden, and into the mansion. Then he went straight to Aldo’s study to report for duty.To his surprise, the early-rising, stern man that was his boss was nowhere to be found. Funny, it was 8 am at this point, Aldo was always up and functioning by 6 am. Could the boss have fallen ill? No one
kidnapped by my mafia fan Where am I?
‘Mmm…’ Sarah moaned, pissed by the warm light hitting her skin. She was exhausted. “5 more minutes…” she mumbled as she begged herself “just five more minutes and then we’ll get up and get things done.” But there is no more sleep for her now that her overly anxious planner side was awake. She slowly opened her eyes, grumbling to herself as the bright sun rays graced her vision. The first sight was a little blurry, she had been so drunk last night and now her head was pounding. She yawned, and rubbed her eyes, the second sight was unfamiliar. It didn’t look like her hotel room or any of the ones she remembers from the days before. She blinked a couple of times before analyzing the room. It was large and elegantly decorated, the detail was too precise, not like a hotel. If it were a hotel she’d have to break her bank to pay for such a luxurious room. But if it wasn’t a hotel……. The realization that she was at a random person’s house and could possibly have been kidnaped h
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He was quick to grab her. Her hands were still glued to her eyes and there was nothing to leverage her fall. Realizing that he may have gone too far with this little joke he explained himself. “You can open your eyes we met at Julia’s party last night.” Her heat calmed almost instantly Julia is her friend whose wedding she was planning. If he knows Julia then she has to be safe. Sarah slowly opened her eyes. But the man had not yet let go of her and so she found herself in a rather odd position when she opened her eyes. One of those cringe scenes from romance movies when the female lead trips and get caught ever so gracefully by the male lead. She had always hated those melodramatic story lines but here she was living one, it was ridiculous. As if he had been reading her mind he made sure she was standing properly and then slowly let go. Maybe he wasn’t the romantic type, either, but boy was he fine. He looked like he was sculpted by the Gods, no, like he was a god. S
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“Thanks for bringing me here I have been exhausted these past few days.” “I would expect that, considering, you are planning a wedding that you are also maid of honor at. Justino is so thoughtless for putting you through this.” He said and sipped on his coffee, his expression was different for a second. It gave of a bit of annoyance, like he was mad. “Not Justin, Julia, she is the one who is putting me through this. So I suggest we don’t blame him, Julia can be quite persuasive when she wants something. “Sarah replied with a sigh. She suddenly remembered something and gasped. “Today I need to supervise the video dairies. What is the time now?” “9 AM” he said calmly. A maid walked in and he gestured for her to come closer and deliver this things in her hands. She bowed politely to Sarah and carefully placed her phone and purse on the table next to her before rising and walking out. A gracious smile laced Sarah’s lips as she said thank you to the maid with a whisper and
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Aldo offered Sarah a ride to town. Of course she accepted it, it’s not like she had another means of getting there. There was so much work to be done, she was quite proud of herself for getting this far. Without, you know, breaking down. She tried her best, it was bestie’s wedding after all. The car ride took almost two hours and the whole time Sarah was going over her duties in her head trying to create the schedule in her mind and get things in order. The sited next to her, Aldo was quite busy himself, staring endlessly at his tablet. Seemed to be going over some work. Sarah stopped for a moment. He was so focused, if she stole a glance he wouldn’t notice would he? She took one look, just one look, and quickly retracted her gaze. He was too beautiful, too much to comprehend with just one glance so she looked again. Unfortunately the second time wasn’t as stealthy as she had hoped it would be. Their eyes suddenly met, caught up in a super tensed atmosphere, there was
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‘Act surprised, act surprised, act surprised’ Aldo thought to himself as he walked to the hotel lobby. He had spent hours researching how to create a meet cute ‘unintentionally’. Now that he was marching into the lobby on one of the hotels he owns he suddenly felt nervous, like a teenager meeting his crush. He planned this out himself why was his mind acting like this? The plan was simple and everything was ready. He called Julia earlier and found out where Sarah was staying, drove there before Sarah returned, got rid of his guards so he could appear more approach able and stood in an inconspicuous position. He was constantly monitoring the revolving doors. As soon as she walks in all he would have to do is call out to her like he wasn’t expecting to see her , make small talk and then invite her to dinner –all while acting like he had work to do here.it shouldn’t be too hard to come up with something, I mean, it is his hotel after all. As he sat, eyes fixed to the front
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It was an entire hour later before the luxury car diverted off the high way and on to what seemed to be a secluded road. Sarah wasn’t scared at all, after all, this was the same journey she made to get to town in the morning. However she started to wonder why he would choose to live so far away from everything. ‘It has to be a rich people’ thing she thought to herself. Both Julia and Justino’s families’ had houses that seemed somewhat secluded. She had the pleasure of traveling a little during this little wedding expedition. Whether it was Sicily, Rome or Madrid, the characteristics of old money families were similar, if not the same. Pre-modern archetechture, a not-necesarrily-old mansion with elegant (colorless) interior decoration, a huge yard which sometimes includes a garden and no technology in sight—no remote control doors or sliding gates. Oh, and a fuck load of security. Yeah, because everyone is trying to murder you when you are rich. However impressive those had
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"Berardo, brother, welcome. Long time no see,” a guard said as he rushed to greet the giant of a man who just landed on the mansion’s private helipad.Walking with sturdy, meticulous steps, the man called Berardo approached the mansion. Not a word from him to the hearing of the other guards. Nothing but a nod. The serious expression on his face never seemed to fade out. Not out of malice or disdain for the men in front of him; they were comrades after all. But this was his way, and they all seemed to acknowledge that.The pissed-off look on his face never seemed to be enough to stop the giggling batch hovering around him. Along with the men on his side, he made his way off the helipad, through the garden, and into the mansion. Then he went straight to Aldo’s study to report for duty.To his surprise, the early-rising, stern man that was his boss was nowhere to be found. Funny, it was 8 am at this point, Aldo was always up and functioning by 6 am. Could the boss have fallen ill? No one
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It was never really lights out at the mansion. Regardless of the hour, there were always people patrolling the grounds, the lights outside the mansion stayed on at all times. Security and control were of the utmost priority, which explains the cameras. Before, the patrols used to happen even indoors, but since Sarah moved here, they have been seized.Sitting in the control room, Marco stared intently at the lovely couple in the kitchen as they got snacks to share. It must be nice to have someone to spend your night with. Sure, they bickered a lot and sometimes Mrs. Accardi was particularly unreasonable, but there was no doubt in the heart of everyone who knew them that they were made for each other.It’s not like Aldo was perfect, he hid his identity from her and then kidnapped her when she found out and tried to run away. Marco sat in the quiet of the night reflecting, he certainly wasn’t a log of wood. He, too, had a special person. But Marco is nothing like Aldo and Lana, well, tha
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Uhhhh….. Mmmmh…. Ald… mmmm... Sarah moaned breathily. Her hands were in his hair, stroking it with her fingers as he ignited passion within her walls. Though his beard was always clean-shaven, it had been a few days since he last shaved and tiny invisible hair had started poking out of his skin. She could feel it as the hair rubbed against her thighs, causing a ticklish sensation up her spine. He steadied himself in between her thighs, taking in her scent, lapping up every bit of her arousal. His tongue set her body on fire. She wriggled in place, frustration and pleasure coursing through her veins like lightning bolts. His hands, too, were busy. He had a finger inserted into her as his tongue attacked hers. First one finger, then another, before she knew it, Aldo had succeeded in putting 3 fingers inside her. She didn’t object, she barely even realized it because she was so engrossed in the sensations he was making her feel. Aldo was having the time of his life. His name rolled off
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The caresses made her mind hazy and before she could think, she had been pulled out of her chair by Aldo’s powerful hands. He carried her back to the bedroom and they continued making out all the way down the hallway.Placing her on the bed, Aldo’s fingers eagerly searched under her dress for the little sensitive mound he was bullying earlier. She felt his hands and immediately understood his intensions. Only, instead of going along with it this time, she broke contact.As their lips parted, their gazes locked, emotions swirling like a tempest. His hand was still under her dress, a little confused by her rejection. She spoke first, aiming to clear the air from last night’s argument, “You said you’d believe me, right? I didn’t book that ticket. I have no idea who did, but when I find them, I’ll have them come give you an apology.”His gaze softened. “Maybe not now, but you are still going to leave once I’m well.”“You are well and I’m still here.” She giggled. His initial reaction was o
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By the time Aldo was ready to let her go, several hours had already passed. Sarah rose. It was then that she noticed the drapes. Pulling them open, the bright sunlight hit her face like a brick, forcing her eyes shut as they had become accustomed to the dark. She took a peek at the time keeper on the bedside cupboard, the time said 7am, yet it was clearly afternoon. “Good morning, love.” He said, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, pulling her in to a super tight back hug. “Morning? It’s like 5 in the evening. Did you readjust the time?” she questioned as she tried to wiggle out of his grip. As she moved, her butt rubbed against his member, making it itch with desire. Memories of the passion from last night flashed through his mind. “If you keep moving like that, we might have to get back in bed, amore.” He said huskily. His lips were buried in the crock of her neck and she could feel every word he said vibrate against her skin. His hot breath swashed over the sens
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The warm light of day slowly washed over the mansion the next morning. The kitchen bustled, the mansion came alive. The maids and guards alike. By now all the mansion staff were aware of the events of last night. Gossip travelled really fast and it didn’t help that Aldo and Sarah didn’t hold back all night. Stumbling out the pantry into the dining room, making out in the living room and all down the hallway to the master bedroom. They almost lost all control and fucked right outside the bedroom door. Almost. By now, we all know who had an awful night thanks to the two. Marco stayed in the surveillance room all night. Every time their make-out session got graphic, he had to arrange for the men to cut the cameras. The thing is, the organization had a good number of enemies. So the house had to be monitored at all times. So Marco couldn’t just conveniently ask for all the cameras to be cut for the whole night. Yet he had absolutely no idea when the couple would get all the way down
kidnapped by my mafia fan Passion in the pantry
“Shut the screens! Turn off the cameras in the kitchen,” Marco hurriedly ordered. The men all scrambled to cut the signal. Flustered, Marco took a bottle of water and downed it once the cameras had been cut. “Ehm, ehem…” one of the men cleared his throat. “Looks like young master Accardi will be arriving sooner than episode 25.” He jested with a serious expression that just made the joke even funnier. Laugher erupted. Even the stern Marco couldn’t help chuckling a bit. “Men! Brothers! Prepare your suits. The boss is getting married!” another one chanted. His words were followed by a round of applause and more laughter. The mood was festive, so lively that Marco couldn’t bear to bring it to an end. Back in the mansion, the maids, on hearing the loud sounds of rolling pans and pots, attempted to take a look. They were stopped, however, by a guard sent by Marco and ordered not to leave their quarters. In the pantry, the couple had not a care in the world. Sarah’s hands held firmly o
kidnapped by my mafia fan In the kitchen
In the charged aftermath of their passionate kiss, their eyes locked in a wordless exchange, a universe of emotions dancing between them. The barriers that had held their desires at bay seemed to crumble, leaving them standing on the precipice of an unknown, exhilarating journey.Then, as if driven by an irresistible force, Sarah leaned in once more, her lips finding Aldo's in a searing kiss. It was a declaration of longing, an affirmation of their shared connection that had defied the odds.This time, as their lips met, the kiss was deeper, more fervent, an unspoken promise of the emotions they had been battling to convey. Aldo's arms instinctively wrapped around her, pulling her close as the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them suspended in a realm of passion and vulnerability.With her hands pressed against his chest, Sarah's touch conveyed a mixture of urgency and tenderness. She deepened the kiss, her fingers clutching his shirt as if anchoring herself to him,
kidnapped by my mafia fan Deja vu
The day seemed to have passed for Sarah in a flash. Doctor Rossi had come in to check on Aldo shortly after they had breakfast. Maria was keen on showing Sarah around the mansion and giving her a history lesson about each room. Julia came in after midday with a catalog of baby clothes, asking Sarah to help her choose. That was really just an excuse. Julia’s real purpose was to get Sarah to make seafood pasta for her. She could certainly afford to buy the most expensive dishes for herself. But she remembered some pasta that Sarah had made for her back in their college days when she said she missed home. Now that she was pregnant, she felt as if memories of food were all that dominated her mind at every point in time. Just pregnancy cravings. She drove so far just to satisfy her cravings, rather, the baby’s cravings as she puts it. After a bit of guilt tripping, coercion, sobbing and drama, she got Sarah to make her the meal again. Once it was cooked, she pulled out a flask, packed i
