*Alberto’s POV* “Are you fūcking listening to me?” I asked her as I gripped her breāst tightly over her top. “Si, Padrino.” She purred, grinding her hips on my erection. “I want your cōck now.” She begged, raking her hands through my hair before pulling my head back so she could press her lips to mine. I pulled away, kissing her neck, groaning against it as I continued rubbing myself against her. “You don’t deserve my cōck.” I informed her as my hand slipped between her legs, immediately finding her pūssy bare for me. I pulled her dress over her asš, letting it settle around her waist before pulling her away from the door and walking her to my desk, all while she took my neck into her mouth. I threw her on top of my paperwork before pushing whatever she wasn’t on top of off the desk. “Padrino.” She moaned as she held me in place, leaning over her and settled between her legs. “That’s my cōck.” She said in a lustful voice as she pulled my tucked shirt out of my pants while she
*Penelope’s POV* Edgardo tightened his grip around my neck, forcing me to moan into his mouth. He sucked on my lips as he pushed me against the wall. “Fūck.” He growled against my lips. “If you don’t fūcking stop me, I’m taking you right now.” He said as his lips hovered over mine and his eyes pierced into mine. I gulped, licking my dry lips slowly. I sure as hell did not want him to stop, but I didn’t want to tell him that. “Tell me.” He hissed, releasing my neck as his fingers wrapped around my jaw, forcing me into place. “Tell you what?” I whispered as my eyes moved between his eyes and his plump lips. “Tell me to stop or else—” “Or else what?” I taunted, knowing exactly what or else meant. I thought he would respond to my question but was surprised when he hungrily claimed my lips again. I pushed my tongue into his mouth without thinking twice, desperate to taste him better. I was so lost in our kiss that I didn’t feel the moment he removed my towel until he grabbe
***WARNING | BRIEF TRIGGER SCENE*** *Edgardo’s POV* I was already in a bad mood because I couldn’t finish what I started with Penelope, so you can imagine how pissed I was when I found out what was going on. “Where is he?” I asked Rocco with a scowl as I rolled up my sleeves. “We have him tied up in the kitchen.” Rocco shrugged, making me throw my head back in annoyance. “Capo is going to castrate you. Why the fūck the kitchen?” I asked, turning towards the kitchen. “It was the closest room from where we found him.” He mumbled quickly. “And the basement?” I asked him, giving him a side look. “We are questioning some others in there already.” He replied with a smirk as he rubbed his hands in delight. “Fine.” I uttered, rolling my neck before pulling my tie off. I got a sudden vision of me tying Pen to my bed with the tie as I fūcked her into the mattress, making me incredibly hard. Great. “Ready?” Rocco smirked, looking down at my crotch briefly before shaking his
*Penelope’s POV* “I haven’t really toured the house myself.” Isa commented to her mom as we walked through one of the living rooms. “It’s fine. We can just talk while the guys finish.” Giulia replied as her eyes moved to me. “And you, Pen?” She asked me while she took a seat on the black couch. “Me what?” I questioned back, clearing my throat nervously. “You seem quiet.” She informed me before smirking. “Unless your mouth is still numb from your make-out session.” “Penelope!” Isa gasped, pulling my hand, so I could sit between them. “You didn’t tell me. Come on! Spill the beans!” ‘Of course, bītch, because you were too busy getting fūcked in every corner of this estate.’ I thought to myself before exhaling. At least one of us was getting dīck, right? “Weren’t we going to show your mom the house?” I asked Isa, biting down on my lip. “Not until you spit out some juicy details.” Isa laughed as her mother joined her. “No need to hold back because I’m here. From what I saw—
*Alberto’s POV* I rolled my neck as I followed Edgardo out of the office while Francisco raised his hand and patted my shoulder. “You seem so tense nowadays. I mean, more than usual.” He commented with a soft chuckle, making me roll my eyes. I couldn’t be my usual self with him yet until we settled the marriage arrangement shīt. “I wonder why.” I muttered, pushing his arm off and making him laugh louder. “Someone is in need of some pūssy.” He mentioned, forcing me to clench my teeth to not bark back that I’ve been eating the best pūssy to exist, but clearly not enough of it with all the problems being thrown my way. As soon as we walked through the door, Edgardo pointed to the hallway that led to the kitchen while I clicked my tongue. “Really?” I scowled as he returned a sheepish smile. “Seems like the guys are extra busy today.” He voiced while I nodded. And he was right. I had assigned the guys to tortūre some men that had connections with the Santoro family, since I had yet
***WARNING | BRIEF TRIGGER SCENE*** *Edgardo’s POV* As soon as the door closed after Alberto, I turned to Penelope. “So?” I murmured in her ear, wrapping my arm around her waist. “I think we had some unfinished business.” “I don’t recall any unfinished business.” She mumbled, rolling her eyes as I gripped her neck tightly. “Actually,” She added, pursing her lips. “I do remember you acting like a bossy asšhole. Was that it?” I lowered my face while I pressed my lips against her ear, slowly nibbling on her earlobe before sucking on the small section underneath it. “Trying to get me to fūck you, are you?” I chuckled lowly, making her whimper and try to push me off. Try because her tiny asš wasn’t strong enough to get me off. “Arrogant asšhole.” She moaned as I rubbed my semi-hard cōck against her core. I’d bet she was dripping for me. “Yeah?” I breathed against her neck, making her shiver before I pushed her back towards the couches they were on. “Tell me more, little girl.”
*Penelope’s POV* I was still horrified that one of Alberto’s men saw Edgardo and me yet again in such an intimate way. And the worst part was that he was assigned to watch us while we waited for them to finish whatever the hell it was that they were doing. Dio, I couldn’t even look his way without feeling dirty. As soon as Isa pulled me out of the living room, we went to her room so that she could change before meeting with her mother in the pool room. I hadn’t thought of being here for long, so I didn’t even bother to pack a bathing suit for myself. Unfortunately, since Isa insisted on lending me one of hers and guess who won that battle? I looked at myself in the mirror one more time and blew out a breath of air. “What are those men going to think when they see me in this?” I grumbled under my breath as I looked at the deep v-cuts on my sides, exposing completely the sides of my breāsts. I mean, what else would they think if everyone knew my mother and I were poor? They wou
*Alberto’s POV* “Che cazzo è questo?” (Italian for “What the fūck is this?”) I asked through clenched teeth as Isa looked up from the lounge chair before she squinted at me. “Oh, look who gifted us with his presence.” Isa spat in a slurred voice, making me even more pissed. I rolled my neck before turning my glare to Amadeo, who handed me a towel. I ripped it from his hands before motioning with my head for them to leave. Before anyone else could utter another word, they all practically scrambled away, leaving me with Isa, her friend, and her mother. I was about to speak, but Isa moved to flip over and I couldn’t have her fūcking topless in here. One of the guys could come back and I’d have to kill them all because they peeped at her bare breāsts. I threw the towel on her to cover her up before wrapping my arms around her and sitting on the lounge chair with her. “What were you fūcking thinking?” I hissed in her ear before looking at Giulia, who raised her martini glass to her