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Ace Luna had refrained from touching her all week. Amelia tried calling her family when they hadn't called back but hadn't heard from them.

She briefly experienced boredom and fear. She mumbled and frowned as she examined her petite figure in the big mirror in her room.

She was putting on a spaghetti-strap dress that Ace had customized for her.

Speaking of him, he still hasn't arrived home from Italy. She was extremely uncomfortable because Ace had refused to see her since their wedding and the only time they could meet was over dinner.

She once took a stroll around the enormous mansion to get her bearings and kill boredom.

She sipped wine as she sat on the roof next to a large jacuzzi and gazed at the stunning tropical forest.

Naturally, the mansion was perched atop a hill, overlooking the big city of Las Vegas.

Additionally, she was able to enjoy a lovely view of the vibrant city, which gave her a sense of aesthetics.

She's not necessarily happy, though. She is determined to attend school and take any other steps that will keep her away from Ace and his family.

Except for his younger sister, who was friendly toward her, they were all frightening to her.

She didn't get tired until she had been there for a very long time. She set her glass down on the tiny round table before heading for the elevator that would take her down to her room.

She hadn't entered Ace's room since his trip, but she was aware that he had maids cleaning it for him even though he wasn't there. However, they dared not touch his belongings because if they did, they would be regarded as having died.

She sighed out of boredom as she came to a stop at her room's door.

She could not stand the thought of remaining alone in the large house. She was eager to return home and keep working until she had enough money to enroll herself in school.

She moved slowly and elegantly in the direction of the kitchen, where she saw the cooks' helpers chatting while they worked.

Except for the head kitchen maid, who was old enough to be her mother, no one bowed when she entered.

"Welcome, Madam Amelia. What do you need?" As Amelia pursed her lips and approached the woman, the woman kindly questioned.

"What's your name?"

"Sarah ma'am." 

“Please stop addressing me as "Ma'am," call me Amelia instead, and forget the formalities.“

They stopped talking immediately after Amelia's statement. Although Amelia is attempting to cause them trouble, they were told not to address any family members by name.

"But I can't do that." Old lady was perplexed.

"You certainly can. Just call me Amelia and nothing more. Your safety is guaranteed. Well, I'm bored, which is why I came here. I'm trying to find something that I can do with my hands. " As everyone gasped, she said.

“ But Ma'am Amelia, we were told not to intervene on behalf of the family, which includes you.”

A maid said in a direct manner. It was obvious that she was jealous of Amelia even though she didn't seem to be scared of her.

"Pardon me? To do what I want is entirely up to me; nobody else has that authority. I mentioned that I was bored and came here to do something. " Amelia swore. She detested being disregarded and having things done for her.

"I don't give a damn if you're the wife of the boss. It is our duty to tell you the fucking truth that our boss hated the idea of a member of the family doing something. Do you intend to have us killed? Please embrace mine if you don't like your life. I don't want what happened to happen again.” Sarah immediately commanded the other maid to stop speaking rudely after hearing her.

"I'm sorry, Amelia. Forgive them, please. They're acting so immaturely. The boss, however, instructed us to not let any family members who aren't maids perform any work. Please don't get us killed." The woman begged with a frightened glint in her brown eyes.

Amelia sighed and gave a soft nod to Sarah before turning to the other women, who were all sporting envious expressions.

"All right, may I have a bottle of water?" Asking subtly, Amelia.

"Of course."

Sarah approached the large refrigerator and handed the woman a bottle of water after pulling it out.

"Thank you."

With a soft smile, she said before walking out of the kitchen. She shut the door and remained motionless, listening to what they were saying.

"What is wrong with you all? How could you be so foolish? How are you all able to let your jealousy consume you? Do you not realize that if she reports this to Ace, we are all in big trouble? You should pray she does not inform him over the phone or upon his return.

As the girls complained, she overheard Sarah berating them.

Rome, Italy

Ace Luna.

"So what made you think we should be partners, huh?" Speaking with his distinctively thick accent, the Italian mafia boss.

"I know you're the most powerful Mafia in Italy, dealing in drugs, especially marijuana, cocaine, and guns... Carl is starting to pose a threat to me, so I need a lot of weapons to kill him and I also need some drugs I can keep in my warehouse.” I said as I smoked a large wrap of cigarettes.

"Oh, Ace Luna, I recognize you. The most formidable and powerful Mafia boss in all of Mexico and America. It's an honor to be invited here, but please don't let me down—I detest that. You have my permission to ask for what you want. But keep in mind that Italian police have recently become more brutal. We must exercise caution, and you must have a strategy that would require us to export some drugs and weapons to your warehouse. While consuming his beer, he said.

"I've got that in my hands. I'll transfer the money to you as soon as you meet my requirements. 

Ace Luna spent more time with him, and they discussed a wide range of topics, including money, drugs, and women—a subject Ace Luna detested.

"I'm sorry Mamma Mia, I couldn't make it to your wedding. I was so busy."

"Never an issue."

“So, please let me know who the lucky girl is. Is she beautiful?" He questioned why he was buzzed.

" Something I shouldn't talk about. My father's idea and foolish money were the only factors.” I said, tossing the cigarette to the ground with a matching cigarette.

"I overheard something similar. I certainly hope you won't murder her in the same manner as you murdered your deceased fiancee.” I fought my urge to yell at him as he spoke.

"She was to blame. I would have spared her life if she hadn't shut her big mouth.” He laughed while trying not to choke as I mumbled.

"Okay I'll be going to my room Ace, have some good time." He waved his hands off and walked inside his room, accompanied by his armed bodyguards.

I scowled because I didn't want to recall too much about my fiancée.

I cherished and loved her because she was my favorite woman.

Everything was going well until I discovered that she was having an affair with Carl and had been secretly smuggling drugs to him from me.

When she was caught, she took almost everything from me. My father then ordered me to kill her, which I did and am fucking proud of.

My thoughts returned to Amelia. The fact that I'm not there must please her, I know.

She hasn't performed her wifely duties, and I haven't touched her.

When I get back, I'll make certain to fuck her until she fucking forgets how to walk.

However, I dislike virgins because I believe they lack experience and won't enhance your enjoyment of the experience.

However, Amelia appeared to be perfect, untouched, and innocent. She won't know what I'm going to do to her when I get back.

Then, we drove back to the hotel. I got up and walked to my car with the help of my bodyguards.

I entered the elevator with a few of my guards and spent 50 seconds there after taking my card.

I exhaled a sigh of contentment and said, "I'm satisfied. Tomorrow morning, I'll fly back to the States."

I've made the decision to let him transfer the goods to me before paying him because I fucking don't trust that man.

Two women were on the bed when I walked into my room. They ignored the cold look I shot at them and walked over to me to put on their bra and underwear.

While the brunette massaged my shoulders, the red-haired girl removed my jacket and tie.

"Welcome back, daddy!" Before I realized I was demanding two fucking whores, the red-haired girl said something sexy.

The red-haired woman knelt down and removed my belt. She grinned at me and quickly threw the belt on the mattress.

She pulled out my big cock and gave it a gentle stroke as she unzipped my pants.

"Hmm." 

My nerves began to calm down as I muttered. The brunette took off my white long sleeve shirt and oohed and aahed over my toned physique.

She tried to kiss me, but I turned to look at my gun and then at her. She froze in fright and swiftly started massaging my back again.

"It's huge and very large. The shaft might not fit in my mouth, in my opinion.” Red haired spoke.

I gave her a wink and licked my lips as I stared at her large butt and the full, round boobs that protruded from her bra.

She pulled her hair back into a ponytail, took my entire length in her mouth, and quickly yanked it out while coughing loudly.

"That's huge." The brunette cried.

Still coughing, she took it in and brought it out. She was acting so unprofessionally, and I started to get impatient with her.

She immediately began to pale as I grabbed her hair and placed it in her small, warm mouth while moving her head.

"You're killing her." The brunette spoke, but I didn't respond until I let go of it in her mouth, pulled it out, and then I did.

She exhaled deeply while coughing loudly for a prolonged period of time and spitting out the cum.

"You're so big and huge, wanna kill me huh?" She mumbled softly.

I grabbed her large bra and ripped it with my hands without thinking twice. 

I brought out her boobs and fondled them with my hands. Even though it was warm and soft, I refrained from sucking it.

Instead, I tore her pants, dipped my two fingers into her, and slowly pulled it out, causing her to scream out in pain.

I did it continuously until she came in less than 5 minutes. She was literally shaking in pleasure.

While I continued to finger the redhead until she passed out, the brunette was giving me a hand job.

I smirked as I lifted the brunette's legs onto my shoulder, carried her to the wall, and slammed her against it.

She was stripped, and I played my dick on her pussy lips after ripping her underwear. She fussed while holding my hair and playing with it.

She screamed as I jerked it out and abruptly dipped it in. 

"It's so full here. It's touching my womb." She murmured while loudly breathing.

I continued dipping it in and out while she turned a deaf ear. I eventually slipped it on her pussy and gave her a rough movement, which caused her to cry out and suddenly lose consciousness.

I didn't stop fucking her until I let go of her body.

The redhead wasn't breathing, so the brunette. Their body started to get cold.

"Simon!"

I called, and as soon as he answered, he stumbled upon the women on the ground who were completely naked.

"Remove them," I said and he nodded.