DianaI look at Gia curiously with raised eyebrows, Kat and Theo having coffee as if they were 'from home' with Hunter in his funeral position."So, kitten, what's the next step?" - I wake up looking at the dark-haired man.Damn it! Crap!What did he call everyone here for?— Nothing – Giacomo, realizing the situation, responds, receiving the directors' protests. - We need to wait until my wedding. – Complete."But what about the girls?" – the other one whose name I don't know asks.- What do you want? I say, drawing attention.'If they did it once then they'll do it again! - He shouted stating the obvious.“They've been trafficking women for years, it's not the loss of cargo that affects their business. - I answer taking two steps backward needing the support of the wall.Silence can be cut with a knife by the men's fierce expressions."So you're not going to do anything for them?" Tip speaks with forced calm.I take a deep breath and snap my fingers, exchanging a look with Hunter wh
Diana It was funny to see his little expectant face as my brothers left, hoping that at some point he would accompany them, when he realized that he was going to stay he threw me over his shoulder spending the rest of the day in bed with him serving strawberries with chocolate after a snack worthy of a single man. I didn't want to leave here for anything, four of the six directors traveled at dawn to arrive at the defined points without Dragon in bed, I woke up and watched the dark sky. When he came back he hugged me, we fell asleep holding each other and now that I have to go out I'm standing here like an idiot looking at the bed wanting to remain hidden from everything. This being just one more reason why I didn't even want to try, I turn around to put my shoe on, and grabbed my cell phone from the sideboard, opening the door I walk down the stairs waving to some members who talk to me. When I reach the first-floor lounge, I stall my steps, feeling the all-consuming fury of the
DragonBlood trickles down my forehead, my arms feel tied and I keep my eyes closed to clear my mind. I was helping Tip with a load of beers in the alley behind the bar, I was pushed forward with brute force, and something exploded, I remember hitting my head against the wall and passing out.That must be the cause of the blood oozing...But being tied to a chair, no.Crap!The cold water hits my head, I look up to meet the stupid gull, I look to the side seeing my friend with an even worse look."Finally." The cloying voice only adds to the rage. – Who will speak first? I roll my eyes and instantly feel a fist slamming into my jaw, the taste of rust mixing with my saliva.I smirked, so many years serving the country for a foreign son of a bitch to think he can figure out my whole life in one punch.El-K is way more terrifying than this asshole.I can count ten men organized to protect the bastard, the space wide like a large abandoned warehouse. Alone without weapons, I would even co
DragonI can't see it very well when the sun comes up, the eyes swollen from the blows adding to the throbbing head, at least the blood has stopped flowing.Tip's face isn't much better than mine, from the movement it looks like the men are about to change shifts.I hear the sound of the car outside, I take a deep breath, drawing in the air with some difficulty and I must have some ribs dislocated. I don't care to raise my head to see who enters the shed, I just wanted to know if my little beast is all right.The sound of footsteps warns of the approach, when I make an effort to open my left eye which is better, the Italian shoes shining, I wish I had something in my stomach so I could throw up on that shitty starch.He pulls my head up by my hair smiling, I make an effort to maintain a detached posture, the asshole looks very happy.— Did you know you weren't capable of doing something alone but under the command of that little bitch Stefano? - The taste of blood filled my mouth.His
DianaI leave the bathroom drying my hair feeling the lecherous look on my ass, my mind confused by the conversation shining like a motel sign, the statement along with his jealousy, and then the acceptance of two small parts that live outside of me.I collapsed out of control trapped in his arms without a word, he just understands and that's so much more than I can handle, much more than I'm willing to admit to my guilty conscience.I wear a shirt of his going straight to the kitchen, getting the eggs from the fridge I start to prepare something to eat, it was almost seven hours thinking that he had died in that explosion, the changes in plans and the despair reverberating in my crazy mind.When the coroner finally claimed to be a woman and a man in their twenties, I felt my heart beating calmly, cold, cruel, and calculating again, just for the certainty that that man would be alive, a single piece of news capable of minimizing the death of two other people.Meanwhile, Gia tried to c
Diana“Do what you do best Dragon. -I said biting the favorite place between his tattoos and his shoulder. - Master this animal that wants your blood.He flashes a bright smile showing the broken fang, the dried blood between his beard, and not even the bruises on his face that can detract from his beauty.“You can't kill every bitch I've ever fucked out of jealousy. - It seems that saying that word makes you proud.Just stoking my anger, I pull his hair throwing the weight against his body reversing our positions sitting on his cock angrily, making the sound of our flesh clashing dominate the environment.With my hands resting against his chest, I scratch everything I see in search of orgasm at the same time that I want to expel all this strange feeling that he aroused with one sentence.His hands squeeze my hips, making our movements faster I feel the tremor going down my body reaching my belly.I scream furiously as he rises, cutting off the pleasure, taking everything throwing me
DianaI convinced Dragon to go talk to his brothers in the jacket as night began to fall, taking every minute in a slow pleasure loaded with anticipation in undoing a few more memories from my mind, intoxicated by so many sensations that mix in the darkness in which I was forged. pleasure amid pain, so dirty and completely unavoidable.Sitting on the sofa in the small living room, with the lights coming in through the huge window illuminating the bed crumpled by the scattered sheets, counting each minute as a silent prayer, waiting for Hunter to call me to go face to face with yet another infernal tormentor, I feel the weight of the past climbing once more up the spine like a snake slithering in search of prey.Closing my eyes I can still remember the scent of the De Angelis brothers' perfume, their laughter next to Stefano's teasing, the pain of the scar on the collarbone reverberating through the body along with the despair when feeling the bites on the breasts, so many things hidde
Diana— It's the only floor without cameras, without soldiers and with digital release of the private elevator. – I answered the silent question.“Looks like your brother had already prepared.The door opened, releasing access to the elevator that for Gia's soldiers was just his.“Let's just say Giacomo is the type who likes to have some bloody fun when he's bored.I cracked a smile at the simplistic explanation, the reality being that our older brother is a sick bastard of blood, pain and terror. He doesn't feel satisfied until he destroys the psychology of his enemies to make matters worse. The daily tasks offered by Sartori require a quick resolution, increasing the frustration of the psychopathic executor.I watch the numbers tick by indicating each floor going straight to the penthouse, when he bought this building he intended to use a single floor just for that, until one of Don's chagrins wanted to prove the worst part of my brother.Jackson, being a born tracker, convinced him