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Chapter 27: Dante
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His Serpent's Kiss Chapter 34: Dante
It was almost midnight by the time Nero released me. I walked back barefoot, dizzy and achingly sore on every limb. He had been merciless, and the robe barely covered my naked body, hung in tatters. Sighing to myself, I wondered idly why I put myself through this. It wasn't simply because of my revenge, was it? If so, then was I not simply whoring myself out to him? I questioned myself, the reason why a part of me enjoyed the way Nero Vecchio treated me behind closed doors. I wasn't merely a victim, sometimes I gave as good as I got, using him to satisfy my pent up desires. And tonight I got something for my troubles, too. Today, I discovered a safe in the study, and better yet, the key used to open said safe. Nero was a man who thrived on paranoia. I didn't doubt that the safes in his bedroom and study both held items of importance. Even one safe would yield suitable information. This was what I needed. To retrieve the key would not be difficult, and perhaps it would give me
His Serpent's Kiss Chapter 33: Nero
Nero.Dante shivered under my gaze, his head bowed low.Looking at him, you would imagine that he was an innocent man with no guile.But I knew better. Beauty was the best deceit to ensnare a person.My anger did not abate, it only increased. The thought of Marcus, my son, being in the midst of the violence I anticipated from Angelo’s side made me curl my lips in displeasure.“Explain your actions,” I spoke, my voice commanding. I moved towards him, each step making his body flinch, barely noticeable to the naked eye. In my hand I grasped an object I had not used on him before.Gripping his hair, I forced his gaze up to meet mine.“I… Marcus was upset,” Dante began, his voice stuttering, low and broken. A feigned surrender, I thought.I was reminded of the way he had all but pleaded with me to take my son out to the promised picnic. I couldn't lie, I had forgotten in the heat of the moment. For fuck’s sake I already felt guilty about that. I had ended my meeting early today simply to
His Serpent's Kiss Chapter 32: Dante
Marcel’s smile was warm, playful like always. His sea green eyes met mine and I frowned. This was far too coincidental. I lowered my gun, eyeing him with skepticism . “What are you doing here?” I demanded. My instincts told me he wasn't on my side today, not like those times when we worked together for the same client. “I was reliably informed by my client that a target would be here,” Marcel calmly intoned, tilting his head towards the car. I stilled. “Angelo bought you.” “It’s just a job,” Marcel raised his hands in mock surrender, eyes still dancing with a humor that never failed to make me relax. “And besides, he informed me we were on the same side. I suppose you won't be letting me take the boy.” “What would Angelo want Marcus for?” I asked as though I didn't have an inkling. He was the only weakness Nero had. “A hostage,” Marcel replied with a sigh. “Honestly, I don't like targeting children either. But it was either this or let you get into trouble all by your lonesome.
His Serpent's Kiss Chapter 31: Dante
In an instant, Marcus' eyes blinked slowly at me, his eyes wide with wonder.“R-really?” He asked in a broken voice.“Sure, buddy. Anything you want. We can go anytime.,” I responded, wiping his tears. Somehow, children crying always made me feel bad.He lit up.“Okay! Let’s go to the park! It’s gonna be soooo cool!”My mind processed what I had just said. And his response.Regret settled in for a brief moment, but I couldn't bring myself to refute them.I had just made a colossal mistake: promising Marcus something that I certainly wasn't supposed to do.If Nero found out…A chill ran down my spine but I covered my unease up with a smile as Marcus kept chattering about the park.I’d just have to make sure the mafia Don didn't find out. Or, that at least he wouldn't kill me if he did.Even during breakfast, Marcus kept on reminding me about the park, adding to my uncertainty.Eventually I agreed to take him out.Flanked by guards and holding Marcus in my arms, I got into one of Nero’s
His Serpent's Kiss Chapter 30: Dante
I moaned, gripping the sheets for dear life.Nero was relentless, his thrusts intensified in speed, ever move of his hips served to torture me into completion.Morning sunlight spilled over the bed through the open windows, painting his skin with a golden glow.I could hardly hold on, and with a couple more seconds, I came, spilling my load over the sheets.Nero’s grip on my hair tightened and he gave a sharp tug.“Disobedient,” he gritted out with a hiss, eyes sharply burning into my dazed ones.My lips parted to speak but then he forced my face down into the pillow, and his grip moved down to my neck, restricting my airways with precise accuracy.“What. Have. I. Told you?”Each word was punctuated with a roll of his hips, sheathing himself into me fully and pulling back. It drove me crazy.I whined against the sheets, mixed with sweat, desire and fear.His fingers stayed firm against my Adam’s Apple, almost a light caress as I choked out.“N-Nero.” His name was forced out of my lips
His Serpent's Kiss Chapter 29: Nero
Damiano sported a look of regret and shame briefly, but he pressed on, manifesting his clear lack of it.“Your mother would turn in the grave if she heard that. She wouldn’t be happy—“I cut him off, my blood boiling.How dare he mention her?Just like a true couple, Damiano mirrored Eliza’s mentioning of my son to provoke me. Only, it only made me want them dead TODAY.“My mother died in pain, Damiano,” my words were steel, and he fell silent, his smile fading instantly. “And everyone knows it. They all talk about it when they see you, don’t they? She died regretting she ever entangled herself with a fool like you.”“The past is the past,” Damiano’s face was rigid, as cold as an ice sculpture. A feigned appearance of stoicism. Unfortunately, he wasn’t dealing with a naive child.“Perdona i tuoi nemici, ma non dimenticare mai i loro nomi,” I spoke the words that remained in my mind all these years. My grandfather was a stern teacher, but he never steered me wrong. I regarded the shame
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