At school a few days later Mikey and Jayne stood in front of Nic glaring into his bruised and battered face, ‘How could you just hand her over like you did to that animal?’ Nic instantly became defensive he was hurt all over and the last thing he needed was these two nerds going after him. he was battling his own demons after handing Tash over to his cousin. ‘She asked for it, she could have been my girlfriend, I gave her enough chances but she thought she was better, fucking stuck-up Brit. I would have married her I wanted her so badly.' Jayne pushed him angrily making him wince in pain she was furious with him and worried about her new friend. ‘You fucking moron, you know what he is like, what he does to the women he dates so stop trying to justify your stupidity. If he hurts her, dear God if that man hurts her, I will come after you and I'll never forgive you.’ Nic snapped back at her, ‘He won’t fucking hurt her as long as she’s a good little whore and gives him what he want
Turning on his heel he walked out of the room to be replaced by the male Nurse he had hired to care for her until the cuts healed. He had been ordered to keep her in the bed and only allow her to leave it to use the bathroom. He might as well have the told the poor man to cage a visious wild tiger the enforced rest lasted for a day and a half and then she threw the most almighty tantrum screaming at him that she would kill herself if he kept her in the bed for one minute longer. She had grabbed a knife from her breaskfast tray and held it to her wrist. 'Don't think I won't do it because I'd rather be fucking dead than his fucking prisoner.' She snapped at him and he could see she meant every word so he allowed her to get up so he could change the bandages then told her. ‘The maid has run a bath for you, I will allow half an hour, you will let her wash your hair and then you will return to your bed.’ She did as she was told, the cuts were sore and itchy and although it stung a lit
Closing her eyes she rested her head against the window and overheard the call coming through the cab’s radio, ‘Qualcuno ha preso una tariffa da una rossa britannica molto carina probabilmente diretta all'aeroporto?’ [Did anyone take a fare from a very pretty British redhead probably heading for the airport?] Tash froze with shock she should have realized the Yellow Cabs were run by the Mafia, wasn’t everything in this damn country run by them, well maybe not the whole country but in this bloody town they certainly were. She wanted to kick herself for her stupidity hadn’t she been listening to the Italian voices on his radio lulling her to sleep while he drove? She felt sick to her stomach, she knew she could not run, not this time, she just did not have the strength and her leg was throbbing with pain. All of her efforts had come to nothing she had tried hard to escape and Romero had still found her, fighting back the tears she turned her head slightly and pressed a button on her
‘Ladies and Gentlemen I’d like you to meet my girlfriend Natasha’ He introduced her and led her around his guests like a prize possession, she said nothing shaking the hands that were offered but refusing to engage with anyone she just stood by his side looking at the floor. As he moved amongst his guests they all laughed and joked with him, all of the women tried to engage her knowing she was the key to knowing him but she was too embarrassed to make even eye contact with them . She could see the sympathy in their eyes, the colour of the dress drained her natural beauty, and the over done make up added to it and she was deeply ashamed of how he had made her look. While the men could see what Romero had done and ogled her hungrily eyeing her stunning figure and adjusting their pants quite openly. He got extremely angry at her reticence wanting to show her off and preening in the way the other men looked at her he did not see the hurt in her eyes and before they sat down for dinner he
She whispered her reply, he lifted himself and supporting his weight on his hands looked directly into her eyes, ‘I didn’t hear you’ His blue eyes glinted with mischief as he sucked her nipple harder and she moaned again, ‘No, no don’t stop’ She gasped as her orgasm began to build, ‘You like this?’ He questioned and flicked her clit with his finger smiling as she whispered again. ‘Yes, oh yes’ He teased and stroked her taking his time he was very gentle as he brought her to orgasm, he had never done this to a woman before, he was the Don, and when he took a woman she did as he wanted. Tash was different, it was the most erotic thing he had ever seen watching her give herself to him completely. Clutching him tightly as it swamped over her he found himself incredibly aroused by her innocence and sensuality lying down beside her he kissed her nose making her giggle softly, ‘Now beautiful you will do the same for me’ He lay on his back his cock so hard he was ready to burst, she
So the next day they returned to the elderly couple without any invitation their eyes dark with evil, ‘We would like to thank you for all your help, Don Angelo.’ The elderly Don looked puzzled at Conner’s words until the man drew his gun, ‘You have our apologies but unfortunately, sometimes the problems put in our way have to be eliminated for our greater good. I am sure you can appreciate that we have a future and sadly you do not, it's nothing personal you understand but needs must especially when it concerns a woman.' He shot them both twice in the head as cold as ice and then went through the old man's pockets for their keys, straighening up he looked across at his brother. ‘Is everyone rounded up and the property secured?’ He asked turning to Callum who simply nodded and the two of them walked into the reception area and smiled at the sight of the elderly Dons men who were all on their knees with their hands behind their heads and many of them were clearly finding it uncomf
When she walked into the room the Twins had been shown into she stood by the door a greedy smile playing on her lips, they were gorgeous and had no need to use a brothel, she thought looking from one to the other. She had never been with Twins before and she thought it might earn her a nice bonus two of them at the same time, ‘What can I do for you gentlemen?’ She purred and they turned to look at her, she was wearing a g-string and stockings with ridiculously high heels and a see-through negligee, she was pretty in a blonde tarty way that men liked and used it to her advantage smiling invitingly. ‘Where is Natasha?’ Conner asked without preamble barely giving Belinda a second glance, the Twins had no interest in her as a woman and she was furious, that little bitch was the reason she was in this bloody place. She had lost everything due to the British girl and now even her punters wanted to know about her it was too much, 'Hadn't she endured enough humiliation and degradation than
‘You don’t have a choice Whore. The Good Lord has spoken to me and asked me to save your soul. As His Loyal Servant, it is behove of me therefore to obey Him and do as He asks of me. In His Name, you will become my wife.’ Ignoring her pleas for mercy and to just let her go he handed her over to the Amish women and ordered them to make her ready for her marriage to him. She begged them not to, the Pastor was old enough to be her Father, lean and tough from years of hard work he was not an attractive man could they not see what he was doing was wrong? They did not listen to her complaints, they all hero-worshipped their Pastor, to them he was the perfect choice for a husband instead, they said they would pray for her and she should be grateful for the privilege of marrying such a fine upstanding man. They dressed her in the simple handmade wedding dress that was used by all the brides in their community and then took her back to their church. She was taken to stand at the altar in front