Semua Bab The Rossi Brothers I — Luciano : Bab 61 - Bab 70

Luciano.I hated that I couldn’t keep my hands to myself and it has been impossibly hard to try to forget about last night with Mariana.It’s hard to forget how her virgin pussy was stretched out by my cock, her relentless low moans as I thrust in and out of her; how she soaked my cock each time I said something degrading or filthy.It was still hard for me to believe someone as beautiful as her would still be a virgin at this age; I’m not saying being a virgin is a bad thing but in our world, seeing one is rare in our fucked up world especially a daughter of a don.I wouldn’t be surprised if her father protected her from fucking anyone even though she was at the right age to do say.I hate myself for giving in that easily, I could have walked out of that room without fucking her but I was thinking with my dick to care.She’s the enemy’s daughter and I shouldn’t be fucking the enemy’s daughter but I can’t help it. She’s my wife and I’m drawn to her like a fucking magnet, fuck, and her

Luciano. I dreamt of them again, the blood pooling around her body and his battered body trying to crawl towards her while trying to save her. I will never forget the look in her eyes while she was staring at me to make sure I was safe and well hidden from the monster. Days like this remind me of them, remind me that they are only stuck up in my head now. That I wasn’t going to see them physically. I will never forget my promise to her, I’ll always protect my life but now I’m doubting if I will be able to fulfill that promise when I haven’t been able to reach out to my brother for thirty-two hours now. His phone was ringing but there was no answer. I have sent him text upon text until I was tired of texting. I would have called Leo to track him if only his fucking phone didn’t turn off at the last minute. “Where do you think he will be?” Kyle asked as he stood in the middle of my office. “I don’t know, maybe he’s passed out somewhere.” I ground my teeth together at the thought.

Luciano.Carlos arrived a few minutes later with some of his men who were good for the cleaning job, and in less than twenty minutes the whole alleyway was cleared and we didn’t bother with the drinks because they wouldn’t be able to tell what happened by the time they were sober.Carlos agreed although reluctantly to dig in on those guys, I would very much like to know who they were.We exchanged a few words before I left.The ride home was a fucking hard task, I couldn’t stop squirming and grounding my teeth from the pain. You would think after getting shot more times than I could count, this will become more fucking bearable than the last time.My arm is aching with an intensity I haven’t felt before.The blood wouldn’t stop coming out and the pain was becoming more and more unbearable.I ground my teeth together as I step out of the car slowly.“Do you need me to call the doctor, boss?” My driver asked.“There’s no need.” I could do this myself.Take out the fucking bullet and sti

Maria. Luciano already got a towel in his mouth and the scissors in his hand when I got back, I waited for him to just say anything for me to do. Gosh, I can’t really believe I’m doing this; I haven’t taken a bullet out of a wound before so I had no idea what to do with the ice packs. “Place them here.” I placed the ice packs on his biceps and I felt how his whole body relaxed from the action. His whole face showed how relieved he was by that act. “What….else?” I asked, helping him to pick up the towel. “You will have to look at the other side 'cause I’m about to take out this bastard, but you can be my guest by looking.” He teased me. I can’t believe he has the time to tease me even while he’s in so much pain. I placed the towel in his mouth and closed my eyes; I can do this. “Ready?” I asked, staring at the scissors that were moving slowly toward the wound. I gulped taking my eyes away from it immediately, nope I don’t think I can look at it. With my face to the

Luciano. A stinging pain in my arm woke me up. The first thing I realized was that I was sore but the pain wasn’t much like last night. The second thing is that I’m not alone on my bed, there was a warm soft body pressing against mine. And the third thing I realized was that my cock was as hard as a fucking steel as I lay between the legs of the person on my bed. Everything that happened last night came to me in pieces. Adriano. Getting shot. Taking the bullet out of my arm and Mariana helping me to stitch up the wound; her soft caresses and words as she did that. And finally my dick—I wasn’t going to blame my brain, for not wanting her to leave even when she offered to sleep on the couch. All I wanted to do last night was hold her beside me as I slept, I didn’t know what came over me but I just went with my instincts, and judging from the position we were in right now, I could tell we slept together. Her delicious scent wafted into my nose causing me to look at her, she was