CHAPTER 5: Ghosts From The Past

Luca's POV

I had Natalia bent over the edge of the bed, pounding into her from behind while Isabella knelt beside us, sucking on my balls and licking wherever she could reach.

Natalia’s moans filled the penthouse suite, so loud and desperate.

“Fuck, Luca! Honey...! Harder! Don’t stop!” she cried out, pushing her ass back against me.

I gripped her hips tighter and slammed into her deeper, the sound of our bodies slapping together mixing with her screams.

Sweat dripped down my chest as Isabella looked up at me with hungry eyes and shiny lips.

“My turn, please,” she begged. “I need you too.”

I pulled out of Natalia, my dick glistening with her juices, and pushed Isabella onto her back.

I spread her legs wide and thrust into her in one hard stroke while she arched off the bed, moaning like a whore in heat.

“Oh God, yes! You’re so deep!” Isabella gasped.

Natalia didn’t wait. She climbed over Isabella’s face, lowering her pussy onto her mouth, and Isabella licked her eagerly while I fucked her senseless, my thrusts shaking the bed.

The two of them moaned and whimpered, their bodies moving together in a filthy rhythm. I switched between them again and again, fucking one while the other licked and touched, their cries growing louder and dirtier.

“Luca, I’m gonna come!” Natalia screamed.

“Come then,” I growled, pounding her harder until her whole body shook.

Isabella came right after, her pussy clenching around my cock as she cried out against Natalia’s wet folds.

I pulled out, breathing hard, and sat down naked in the big leather chair across from the bed while my cock stood hard and slick between my legs.

“Fuck each other for me,” I ordered. “I want to watch you two dirty whores go at it.”

Natalia and Isabella didn’t waste a second. They turned to each other like they’d been waiting for it.

Isabella pushed Natalia onto her back and climbed on top, grinding her pussy against hers in fast, wet strokes, and their moans started up again, louder and sluttier than before.

“Yes... baby... rub that pussy on me,” Natalia gasped, grabbing Isabella’s ass and pulling her closer. “Just like that... fuck!”

Isabella leaned down and sucked on Natalia’s tits, biting gently while their hips moved faster.

They looked like two bitches in heat, moaning and cursing, completely lost in each other.

“That’s it,” I muttered, stroking my cock slowly as I watched. “Show me how much you love being my little sluts.”

Power like this felt good. I owned these women, and their husbands, the fucking mayor and the sheriff, knew exactly what their wives were doing here and still couldn’t do shit about it. One phone call from me and their lives would crumble. That was real power, the kind I had spent years building.

But as I sat there, something empty settled in me. All this... and it didn’t make me happy. Not anymore.

My thoughts drifted back to Sophia Moretti.

Five years ago, she ran from me carrying my child, and I sent wave after wave of my best men hunting for her, but every trail went cold.

I threatened her entire family, came close to putting a bullet in all of them, but she never turned up. The girl was good at hiding. Too good.

I wondered what happened to the baby. She probably got rid of it. The thought brought a strange twist in my gut, something close to pity. She had been so young, so full of dreams about becoming a doctor...

I remembered the way she looked at me that last night, broken but still fighting, and part of me hoped she was out there somewhere, alive. Another part, the darker one, still burned to find her and drag her back.

A loud cry snapped me out of it.

Natalia was squirting hard, her juices shooting out and splashing across Isabella’s thighs and onto the floor. Some even landed on my legs and cock, and the sight made me rock hard again.

I stood up quickly.

“Enough playing. Come here.”

I grabbed Natalia first, bending her over the chair, and I slammed into her soaked pussy in one rough thrust. She screamed in pleasure.

“Yes! Fuck me harder!”

I pounded her deep and fast, my hand slapping her ass. Then I pulled out and moved to Isabella, fucking her just as brutally while Natalia dropped to her knees and licked my balls from below.

“Tell me who owns this pussy,” I growled at Isabella.

“You do, Luca! It’s yours! I’m your whore!” she cried.

I fucked them like that for another long stretch, switching between their tight, dripping holes, making them come over and over until their legs shook.

Finally, the pressure built up inside me and I pulled out, stroking my cock hard and groaning as I shot thick ropes of cum across both their faces and tits. They licked it off each other, moaning softly.

We were still catching our breath when my phone rang on the nightstand.

I wiped my hands and picked it up.

“What the fuck is it?”

“Boss, we got hit bad,” my capo said urgently. “East Side warehouse. A lot of our men are dead. Others are in the hospital and critical. Marco... he’s really bad, boss. They don’t know if he’ll make it.”

Rage burned through me like fire. Not for the dead men, but for the fact that someone dared to attack me. Me of all people.

I started dressing quickly, pulling on my black shirt and pants. Natalia sat up, looking nervous.

“Luca, is everything alright?”

“Get dressed and get the fuck out,” I said coldly. “Both of you. Don’t be here when I get back.”

They knew not to argue.

***

My driver sped through the city the whole ride while I sat with my jaw clenched. When we reached the hospital, I stormed into the private wing and my men moved out of the way just as fast.

Marco lay in the bed, unconscious while machines beeped around him. His face was swollen and bruised. Bandages covered his chest, and blood had already soaked through some of them. He looked like hell.

I stood beside the bed, staring down at my underboss in silence. Marco had been with me a long time. Loyal, smart, and sometimes too hungry for power, but still mine. Seeing him like this made my blood boil hotter.

The door behind me opened softly, and I turned, ready to growl at whoever dared walk in without knocking, but the words died in my throat and, for once... I was struck silent from surprise…!