Lorenzo's pov
“Faster Lorenzo!” the blonde-haired girl moans out in pleasure as I finger her honeypot without mercy. There was a table at the center of the VIP section in the club, loud music was all over the air, females dancing to the music in the regular section and strippers moving their waists to the beat of the song. I had come to the club to feed my dick down there. It's what I do for fun. I'm quite popular at the club and every whores beg their manager just to be appointed to me. It's all because of the money I offer. Women are all the same, always ready to be laid whenever money is involved. They are all useless and the only thing they respond to is to feed on my cock like a starved cat. Moaning, exploding in orgasm and I'm the only guy that can give them both the money and the rough sex just the way they like it. I added two more fingers to her pussy making it four and the bitch couldn't stop moaning out. They like it fast and rough, who am I to decline? She opened her leg wide and threw her head back in reckless abandon enjoying every damn thing I'm doing to her. Her eyes rolled back as she felt her first orgasm. I withdraw my fingers, but she grabs it back putting it in back, I smirk I can play the game. She brought her lip wanting to kiss me but I refuse to abd I shift back, “I can be a bad boy and not a Virgin on my dick but I have a Virgin lip. I have never kissed a lady, I hate being kissed. I have rules and principles, one of which is not having sex with a whore on my bed.” I pressed on her breast softly, playing with her nipple, I poured my wine on it and sucked on the juicy apple staring at me. I teased her nipples with my tongue. “Fuck Lorenzo!” the lady cried out in pleasure. She reached for my dick. “Not so fast, I still have a lot to do with you. You will get your turn.” I kept on sucking on the breast and fingering her at the same time. Tom, the waitress came with more drinks, not surprised at what am doing. He knows me too well. “Do you need anything, sir?” “Prepare my usual suites ready,” I voiced out putting my mouth around the boobs back. “Breast is life.” “It's already prepared, sir. I thought you would ask,” Tom uttered with respect. “Shall we make this more fun by going inside my suites?” I asked the lady before me not caring to ask of her name. “Sure,” she replied, standing up with a staggered leg. I helped her to the suites and when we got there she pulled me to the bed. “Easy girl,” I said. “Don't blame me,my pussy needs your dick right now.” “Are you sure you can handle that monster down there?” I said smirking. I removed my belt, pulled my trouser down a little and helped my dick out. I looked at the lady before me, she was surprised at the length of my dick. Big, thick and fleshy with visible veins. She swallows hard. “Come here to have a taste of it,” I said. The lady crawled to me with no shame looking like a puppy deprived of food. She holds my dick with both hands rocking it up and down. “Use your mouth lady,” I said. She placed her mouth on it, forcing my dick into her mouth. She moved slowly, I held her hair and guided her. She is good at blowjobs I must say. After some minutes, she gasped for air with split and my precum all over her mouth. “Strip and climb the bed,” I voiced out. I watched her remove her gown and there was nothing underneath. I remember taking her pants off at the VIP section. She climbed the bed like an obedient child, spreading her legs wide. I didn't waste time I thrust in my dick roughly. “Lorenzooooo!” Her voice came out like a moan. She wanted to be fuck hard and I'm going to grant her her wish. I thrust faster, slamming her breast and her nipple in the process. I remove my dick roughly from her honeypot and thrust my dick and my finger at the same time. I continue to dick fuck and finger fuck her. “Oh my God! I feel so full in there. Daddy don't stop,”she kept saying a series of rubbish. I continue banging her hard. I smirk, “know what you asked for.” I turned her back positioned her in a doggy and thrust in from the back without mercy, I went on banging her without mercy. “Lorenzoooo!” her voice came out pleading the time. She wanted relief but she still didn't want me to stop. I kept going faster, hitting her ass with my hands playfully. “Ohhhhhhhjhh!” She cried as her walls pulsated and tighten around my dick. I knew she wanted to release but I won't allow that. I quickly pull out. “Please, Lorenzo,”she begged with tears in her eyes. “That's the look I want to see,” I smile evilly. “She will get a lot of dick when she gets to heaven.” I bring out my gun under the pillow. Bang. Silence. Her blood spread across the silk sheets like a spilled wine. She still looks beautiful even after her death. What a waste of beauty. She acted smart, I knew the moment she walks in at the VIP section that she doesn't look like a regular whore, and her perfume is too expensive for a street girl. Her nails look perfectly done. Her body language made me know she was sent here as a trap. Everything made sense when I saw the omerta symbol tattooed on her breast. An Italian Mafia mark. I played along all the while. “La famiglia oscura should know me better than to send a lady to me. They will end up crawling to my toes begging for a taste of my joystick.” His name is Lorenzo, a cold and deadly mafia Don whose name screams fear not only in the underworld but among people. A drug lord, who owns an empire and a lot of business. He killed without mercy and he hated when disobeyed. I light my cigarettes and place a call to that one person who will dare send a lady to me like a trap. “Do you like the surprise,” Leonard shouted at the other end of the phone. “Calling me means you are not dead yet, anyway, watch your back you don't know what's coming to hit you next.” “I think that leg of yours is healing fast, maybe I should come over to break more of your bones, by doing that you will learn to stay away from me,” I said angrily. Leonard, my brother hung up on the call. I took my shirt and walked out of the suites.Selena’s POVWhen Aria came to pick me up, we went to her room—a beautiful space with Barbie designs, the kind of room I dreamed of having as a child. I had even drawn Barbie pictures in my notebook back at the chapel. The room was breathtaking, a true sight to behold.“You’ve got some good design,” I said, admiring every painting inscribed on the wall.“Well, thank you. My brother helped me with that,” she replied.“He really has a good taste for design. Only that he is a sinner and a complicated man.”“Hey, come on. My brother can be a devil, but trust me, he isn’t the way he paints himself to be. That brother of mine has a soft heart, and I think he has a big soft heart for you,” Aria replied.“He doesn’t have any soft heart for me. Lorenzo hates me, and he finds every opportunity to make me understand that.”“Lena, he just isn’t the kind of man who expresses his feelings with flowers and cakes like other men. He is different, and he doesn’t understand how love works. I want you to
Selena’s POVMy back ached so badly. I had been walking nonstop since morning, and every bone in me felt weak. I cracked my knuckles to strengthen the bones, and then I stood up from my seat, stretching my stiff muscles and limbs in hope for relief.“You seem tired,” Aria said, looking at me with worried eyes. “You can take a break if you want.”I smiled softly at her. My eyes lingered at the table. There were so many files to work on. I had not even done half of the work, but my body was already screaming for relief. “No, I will just sit back and work,” I said.“Yay!” Aria shouted. “I know exactly what you need. A relief from all this stress and work, and I have the perfect ideas.” She leaned close to my ear and whispered. “Isn’t that a perfect relief after work?”I shook my head in response, waving my hand to show my disapproval. “I just need to rest and I will be fine. Going all out to make me feel relief is something I appreciate, but I will have to decline that,” I replied.“Come
Lorenzo’s POV I rubbed on her clitoris through her pant. Her body reacted to my touch; she still hadn’t spoken a word since my hands moved underneath her.“Stop,” she said, finally getting her voice back to speak. “We shouldn’t be doing this, it’s ungodly.”My eyes looked at her, lust written all over them, as if I should tear those clothes off her and f**k the hell out of her. I ignored her, I didn’t listen to a word she said. My dick jerked up at intervals, a reminder that it needs a pussy, her pussy.I leaned closer, placing my lips on her neckline and sucking on it so hard. I watched as a moan escaped from her mouth. She looked away when I looked at her. Shy.I continued doing my thing. My hands found her zipper, I took it off. I smirked at her and shifted back. I adjusted her well on the desk before removing her pants.Her mouth went wide open, but before she could protest I locked it up with a kiss. Her hands wrapped around my neck tightly as she deepened the kiss.My little Mi
Lorenzo’s POVThe moment I saw her get down from the car, I felt angry. The way she smiled at him, she has never smiled so bright like that at me. To make it worse, she waved him goodbye. Those pretty hands of hers should be waved at me, not him. And those beautiful smiles of hers should only be shown to me. She should be so innocent and soft to other males. My blood boils even more.Aria had called it jealousy, and I had to admit she was right. I knew how I feel about blue eyes, but I can’t give in to that feeling. Something in me always shifted whenever I saw her. I had always wanted to claim her as mine, mine alone, so the world can know she is off limits to other guys. But I wouldn’t agree to that feeling. I can’t do that to her. My world is too dark for her innocent self to come in. I swear once I have a taste of that juicy pussy of hers, I will let her off the hook.I am Lorenzo, the mafia Don. Feelings are weakness in my world, and weakness kills faster than a snake. It is the
Aria’s POV“How do I look?” I asked with a cute smile, spinning around for him to see all of me.“You look good. What’s all the dress up? You have an event?” Lorenzo asked.I smiled softly. “Yes, with you,” I whispered, my voice loud enough for him to hear. “I am going to work with the cutest brother in the universe.”“No, you are not. Finally letting you stay back here doesn’t mean you can go to work with me. You are young, go and have fun anywhere. Just name it and send me the bill. I will have Mateo accompany you. But interfering in my business is what I won’t take from you.”“I promise I won’t disturb you at work,” I pleaded, pouting my mouth.“You are still not coming,” he said, his voice cold and final.I am not going to back down. Not now, not ever. I needed to make him accept these feelings he is denying himself. I have to, by all means, and to achieve that I must be at his office so as to see the girl his heart beats for.“Brother, please. I promise to be a sweet girl, behave
Aria’s POV“You know he loves you so well,” Mateo chipped in. “He is just behaving cold-hearted.”“No, he doesn’t,” I said, my voice laced with anger. “He no longer loves me.” My eyes were filled with sadness. “Enough of ‘brother.’ Tell me about the church girl. Is she beautiful with a big ass like me? What does she look like? Do you have her picture?” I questioned Mateo without giving him space to answer.Silence.I stared at him. His face was full of doubt about whether to tell me or not.He raised his hand and moved faster. “No, kid, you are making me give you details about Boss. Go ask him yourself.”“It’s not like I didn’t. You know how Lorenzo can be. That cold brother of mine won’t say anything. Not even one detail that can give him away.”“Just give him time. He will come around,” Mateo reassured, his hand touching my shoulder softly.“I know him so well. He isn’t going to say anything about her. Not now, not ever. Have you forgotten so soon what made him so cold? He was once