All Chapters of Italian Mafia: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

       *FIORELLA*Lorenzo stopped in front of his car and held out his hand to guide me; it was so dark that I couldn't see anything."Don't be afraid, you are with me, nothing will happen to you," he said, very sure of himself, and I didn't doubt it, but the problem would be, who will save me from him?We both walked, and I felt something firm under my slippers; Lorenzo took out some keys and opened the door of what looked like a cabin, we entered, and everything was too dark."Wait for me here, don't move," said Lorenzo, and I didn't think to do it; I couldn't even move.Suddenly the light came on, and I was surprised by the place where we were; it was a huge cabin, rustic but with e

*LORENZO*   "Stop, Lorenzo, please, don't kill him," she said, screaming. "You think I should listen to your sister? I've killed more men for less than what you just did; nobody lays a hand on my woman," I said, furious, and I approached him and said furiously. "And your sister, you fucking asshole, she is my woman now, just because she asks me to, I won't put a bullet in your fucking head this instant, but just put a hand on her again, breathe near her and bother her, please make my life easier and give me an excuse to erase you from the face of the earth." "I warn you, Fabrizio, don't challenge me; my patience has a limit I said as I approached Fiorella and saw her face turning red from the slap her brother had given her. "What's going on here? Fiorella mia figlia ...." said Don Giuseppe as he approached my beautiful Fiorella. Seeing her reddened face, he looked at me with anger as he saw her fa

 *LORENZO*Giuseppe informed me that Fiorella was already aware of everything. Obviously, she was furious, with good reason it is not easy to find out that your family wanted to sell you and that she would end up married to someone like me.Although she doesn't want to, she will have to accept the reality, and that is the only option Fiorella has now, to be the future Mrs. Razzo, my wife. As such, she will have to satisfy all my needs; I know perfectly well that she won't have to make an effort.FUCK!, just thinking about her makes my dick hard in my pants; I have to speed everything up and marry her as soon as possible; I don't think I can wait any longer; I want to have her in my bed every night.I want to wake up with her scent on my pillow, touch her whenever I want, have her whenever I want; I will go over every part of her body, explore every centimeter until I make her mine completely.But first, I m

 48 HOURS LATER*FiorellaI was sitting in the living room reading a book. Two days ago, I saw Lorenzo after the scene we had. I thanked God that I didn't see them anymore for at least two days. I was able to be calm, but obviously, that couldn't last.I hadn't even been sitting down to relax for 5 minutes when my father called me firmly, "Fiorella, in my office now!"His voice was different; gone was that concerned father's tone. Everything around me was changing so fast that I was having too much trouble catching up with every event in this house.As I walked in, I noticed my father sitting in his desk chair and Lorenzo, who I don't remember seeing, arrive at any time.Fabrizio was sitting on the other side, looking at Lorenzo with a sick hatred; I knew that sooner or later, this would bring trouble, and I just hoped I would not be near or in the middle of these two."Congratulations!,

*FIORELLA* After we put our bags in the bedroom we decided to go downstairs to eat, when I was in the kitchen I noticed that he was drinking whiskey, my God, it was only 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and he was already drinking alcohol, this man is an alcoholic, I'm going to marry the hell out of him!As I sat in the dining room chair, waiting for the food, he looked at me and said, "Are you expecting someone to feed us? That's your job" I looked at him, surprised, and said, "I don't even know how to cook, I am not used to cooking, we have always had a cook or someone around me to cook for me, I never had the need to do it.""Well! That will change from now on; you will have to do it or learn to do it," said Lorenzo looking at me; I thought he was joking but seeing him so serious, I started to worry, apart from being his sex slave, I would now be his servant.I got up from the chair and walked to the kitchen, he was sitting in