Vincenzo walked into the clubhouse house alone. He didn't want to pull attention, he was just going to confront Mr Blake and get to know why he had killed his mother.So, he set into the noisy building while his men stayed back in the cars, waiting for his orders. One of his spies whispered in his ear that Mr Blake was having a meeting with his friends who are also Mafia Lords.His spy directed him to the room where Mr Blake was, "I'll take it from here." He said and the soy nodded his head before leaving.He knocked on the door. The first two times, there came no response from the inside. When he was about to offer the third knock, some one opened the door. He gazed at him from head to toe, "Who are you? How may we help you?" Asked the gentleman at the door."I'm looking for Blake Shelton." Vincenzo simply said."What's your business with him?""My business with him is none of your business. Let me in if he is in there.""Well, I'm sorry, Mr Blake isn't available at the moment. And s
Blake was trying to play smart, but little did he know that Vincenzo had been long prepared for this day to come. Now, all of his men in the room were down. He signaled to his men who were outside the room, but probably in disguise at the clubhouse to come attack Vincenzo.Surprisingly, Vincenzo's men showed up, surrounding the area. Blake waited but saw no one. He got a phone call and one of Vincenzo's men picked it up."Where the fuck are you guys?!" He yelled. "I need you in the damn room this instant!""I'm sorry, Mr Blake, you're men are under our custody now " Said the voice from the other side of the line."Who the fuck are you to answer my call?""The guy who's gonna kill your men." He replied.Blake threw at Vincenzo an angry glare. "Who the fuck are you, asshole?! What do you want from me?"Vincenzo shrugged his shoulders. "Well, let's just say, I'm the random guy who wants to have you dead." He raised an eyebrow. "You messed with the wrong family.""What are you going to do
"Let's Get You in Bed." He said and they started kissing again. Her tongue fluttered against his, and his hands were deep in the softness of her hair, and it was like time unspooled, carrying them right back to the day in her room when they had their first kiss.He pulled her against him, thinking that he'd never get her close enough, that if he could fold her inside of him, like a mother tucking a baby into her coat, he'd do it. He'd keep her warm, he'd keep her safe, he'd keep her with him, always.Taking her hand, Vincenzo led her to the bed, which looked much more comfortable for the chemistry to be played — a bed, a dresser, the posters on the wall. She nibbled at his chin, his ear, touching his face with her fingertips, sighing, whispering, "You feel so good." Once, she pushed him back, propped herself onto her elbows, and asked, "How long has it been?"Vincenzo knew what she was asking, and it wasn't how long it had been since he'd wanted this moment. He thought back to his l
The days had gone by faster than Vincenzo had hoped but he was happy to be with Freya for every moment of them. She was every thing and more he had imagined finally doing the simple things as a couple their age. He was happy to have a woman that was there to ease the harder parts of his life. And after these several days she was the most definitely no girl he had always placed her as. No she was a woman with each curve of her body that demanded attention to each ludicrous swell and slope of her form. The days were filled with many adventures but the nights were full of passion. Her shyness of innocence was driving him crazy to want to bring out those naughty thoughts he knew she had. He would catch her just staring off with a faint blush as she bit her bottom lip hardening at just the idea of what the pretty little mind of hers was thinking. But as always she was silent on telling what was being imagined in her mind. One of these days he was going to get it out of her but for now
The little action had him drive harder into her as she bit her bottom lip, shooting his hand up to grasp her breast, pinching the pink nipple as her head fell back on a moan. Her hands grasped his thighs as she grounded into him, feeling her walls tighten around him, sleek with how wet she was. Damn it! He cursed inwardly. It was an erotic sight to feel himself burn with a need of release as her moans became more demanding, feeling her close. His hand from her hip glided up her spin as he leant forward, taking the teasing nipple into his mouth, swirling his wet tongue around. Her core tightened around him harder as he groaned. Thrusting deeper as she came down on top of him. Seeding himself fully to the hilt as she came. She screamed his name, fastening around his member. Milking his own release, he grasped the back of her neck, holding her down and rubbing against her clit, drawing out their orgasm as she pulse around him. Slowly, her muscles became relaxed, her head rolling forw
Vincenzo's car glided smoothly through the busy city streets, the rhythmic hum of the engine accompanying the soft music playing on the radio. The midday sun cast warm rays on his face as he drove towards Central Park, he was going to spend hours of his time with Freya there.When they finally reached the park, Vincenzo parked the car in a shaded spot, and they strolled hand in hand towards a secluded corner where a bench awaited them. The soft rustling of leaves and the distant laughter of children filled the air as they settled down, sitting close to each other. Vincenzo wrapped his arm around Freya's shoulders, and they shared an affectionate smile. As they talked, their voices carried with the gentle breeze, a sweet symphony of happiness. Freya leaned her head on Vincenzo's shoulder, and he caressed her hair tenderly. They seemed lost in their own world, oblivious to every thing around them.Unbeknownst to them, Kelly had also come to the park that day, to spend her time alone a
"I won't be home on time, babe, so don't miss me so much." Vincenzo said softly as he placed a kiss on Freya's forehead."Is every thing alright?" She asked, concerned."Yes, every thing is fine.""I don't trust you, Enzo. You said this to me the last time you stayed out late and then you called to break an ugly news to me. Tell me the same shit isn't happening today.""It's not. I promise.""Okay, then. Take care of yourself.""You too." He kissed her lips. "Don't miss me so much.""We both know I will. Well, I'll try not to though." She said with a shrug. "Now get going or you will be late for work." She urged him to leave.After what seemed like hours with Freya sitting her ass on the bed, in the same position, Freya was feeling bored and uncomfortable and wanted to go out, probably some where fancy.She called the landmark, expecting Myra to have picked the call but some one else did. "Send Myra to my room immediately." She ordered."Yes, ma'am."She drops her phone on the bed, wa
Freya selected a few things she needed. Seeing as Myra walked behind her made her feel uncomfortable so she asked her to pick a few clothes and shoes too. Myra being considerate and not a lover of money, took just a gown, a shirt and a skirt with a white canvas.Freya admired the clothes she picked, giving her a nod. "They look pretty on you.""Thanks." She blushed."Let's go buy some thing to eat, I'm starving." Freya said, holding her stomach."We can't hold this in our hands while eating, why don't you order for lunch while I take the stuff to the car." Myra suggested."No, Myra, they are too much for only you to carry. Let's take it to the car together." Myra agreed and they both took the items to the car.They headed for the eatery section, on the table was the menu which Freya quickly scrolled through. The foods in the menu were quite expensive, she needed to manage her money for the future and whenever things turned out to be tough on their part.She picked the less cheaper one