Lust: love without shame

"What's another name of danger?! Yes! You thought it right! Messing with us!"

"...The Nostras..."

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"Harder!"

Her body rubbed against the cemented walls of the warehouse. Her mouth parted in silence as her eyes closed tight. A bit of drool on the corner of her mouth.

"Daddy! D-daddy!" Miranda panted.

"I got you...." Silvio grunted in her neck as he increased his pace. Miranda gasped as her toes tingled and her legs started shaking.

"Come for me, Mia..." His speed increased as she helplessly latched onto his shoulders for support as she felt her entire body weaken. His eyes scanned her sweaty face as he once again looked over her beautiful features. Coal black eyes complimented her pale skin as her brown hair flowed in every direction. She was beautiful. She was blessed with long legs that could go for miles and a perfect round backside every man dreamed of squeezing.

But she was not his type.

He preferred blondes with bright eyes, with little less flesh on their bones than the beauty that was clinging onto his torso.

Miranda panted against the warehouse wall as she tried to catch her breath while Silvio mercilessly pounded into her.

"Don't stop! I'm gonna...I'm gonna c-" she panted breathlessly as Silvio pounded harder and faster as every single fibre in her body shivered in pleasure and an intense release of hormones ripped through her.

"Dammit, Mia...." He groaned as he felt releasing his seeds.

Miranda looked at him as he threw the used-filled condom in the trash can before buckling up his pants.

She hated this part.

"Can we have...dinner," she asked wearing her torn panties and looked around for her dress which Silvio threw somewhere on the floor.

Silvio finished dressing up as he sighed and looked at her.

"We can't be a thing, Mia. I have made myself clear thousands of times. We're doing this only because you want me to. No is always an option..." Silvio hated this part. He and Miranda were friends with benefits, they had flings with each other on every single occasion but like always Silvio never forced her. Her consent was important to him and he knew she would never say no to him.

This was his charm.

"I know..it's just....one dinner won't hurt," she whispered defeated. Over the time she spend with Silvio, she couldn't stop but realise one thing, the strings of her heart were getting attached. She was finding herself feeling for him even though he had made himself clear about his feelings towards her.

Silvio almost felt bad for her. Almost.

"I care for you Miranda but only as a daughter of my father's friend. You are part of Nostras and always will be but...." He turned around and looked into her eyes.

"I don't feel the same about you." He said heartlessly as tears welled up in her eyes as she averted her eyes. Her heart broke for the thousandth time in two years but like always Silvio never cared. That's what he was known for; his lack of empathy.

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"Why are we here again?!" Olivia scoffed looking at Sam. Her green eyes held anger and impatience. Sam looked up from his phone and sighed.

"Don't worry babe. Just waiting for a few of my clients." He said as he leaned down to give her a peck on her lips. She rolled her eyes inwardly but didn't show her emotions on her face. She loved Sam but the continuously keeping secrets from her were something she wasn't agreed upon.

She was having a fancy dinner in a fancy restaurant with him when all of sudden Sam received a phone call which changed their plans for tonight, resulting in Sam to brought her to this club. She sighed looking at the bartender.

At least, she didn't hate clubs as much as her sister. With a smirk on her face, she looked at the waiter giving him a wink as he instantaneously blushed away. Her smirk widened as she squared her shoulder to show a little more of her cleavage.

"Baby, come. They are here!" Sam said frantically as he took Olivia's hand in his before started walking to the far end. Olivia scoffed rolling her eyes.

"Where we goin'?" She snarled with distaste as Samuel dragged her with him. He knew bringing her here with him was a bad idea but he couldn't leave her alone in the restaurant on her own. And her sister wouldn't be happy if she came to know what Samuel did to her. Samuel passed steps of stairs as she grumbled behind him.

"For fucks sake! Where are we going?!" She growled when she ripped her hand out of Samuel's grip. He turned abruptly before looking at her like she has lost her damn mind.

"Listen to me for once, Olivia! Act decently, please!" He whispered and yelled as he turned to walk further. With a roll of her eyes, she grumbly followed after him.

A large man was standing around the corner as they reached the back side of the club. Samuel searched his pockets as he showed a card to the man as let them pass the door. Olivia looked strangely at the man as she slowly followed him.

The door opened and the odour of smoke and alcohol hit her. She looked around and saw a few men wearing black and holding earpieces in the large room. Her breath caught in her lungs as she saw guns attached to their holsters.

"W-what is this?" She whispered anxiously as she looked around for Samuel. Samuel motioned for her to walk as she clutched onto his arm.

"Sam," she muttered in fear as her eyes frantically moved around. She had no idea what were these guns for or what Sam had to do with these people.

"Welcome Mr Peterson," she jumped and looked ahead to find a man standing in front of them with a small smile on his lips. The polo neck he was wearing was suiting his lean and tall statue. And glasses that were resting on his nose were giving him a sophisticated and innocent look.

"M-Mr....." Samuel said unsurely as he didn't recognise the man.

"Call me Micah, Micah Morris.." Micah extended his hand for a handshake as he looked at Samuel.

Samuel looked in awe at him. He had heard about the brain of Nostras but had never seen him. Micah always remained in cover, away from the world. He was well known for his crafty and mind works. It was rumoured that he destroyed a whole ship pavement only with a single flick of wires.

"Mr Morris..." Samuel shook hands with him as Micah motioned for them to sit on the couch.

"Mr Salvatore will be here in-"

"Samuel! Where's that friend of yours?" Samuel jumped as a voice thundered in the whole room.

Silvio took long and confident strides as Dante followed behind him. Samuel was still unsure how Silvio agree to help them.

"Mr Salvatore," Samuel greeted as Olivia looked at the tall and muscular man in awe. She had never seen this beautiful and dangerous man at the same time. She didn't know whether looking at him was making her sweat or the dangerous aura that he surrounded her was.

"My, my! You bought a date." Silvio smirked as he took his seat right next to Micah and opposite Samuel. Samuel tensed. Maybe bringing her here was a terrible idea.

"She's umm... my fiancee," he muttered as Silvio threw his head back laughing. Olivia still couldn't able to believe how could someone be so beautifully sculpted. Her mind was wandering about all the things that she shouldn't think of. Her body flushed as Silvio looked at her with a smirk playing on his lips.

His charm.

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