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Chapter 74: Questioning
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"I suppose it does," he commented drily. He did not necessarily seem interested in whatever Juan was saying. He was glancing at the grandfather's clock at the end of the room way too frequently. "Do you have somewhere to be?" Juan asked, looking at the clock. Surprisingly, a lot of time has gone. It was five forty five p.m. already, that meant the bomb was due in fifteen minutes. "Not at all," he said, looking all too relaxed. "But you seem so interested in the clock," Juan replied, lifting a brow in challenge. "Is there a reason for that?"He shook his head and shrugged. "Not necessarily. I just like it... Archaic... Beautiful even. The ticking sound... It's... Soothing," he smiled but Juan could see an evil smile beneath that. Maybe Juan was overthinking it but perhaps the ticking of the grandfather's clock in the corner was soothing because he was expecting something to happen. And the evil smile was probably because he was happily anticipating for Juan to receive the news that
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"I never said I was waiting for anything," Ricotta said in a shaky voice. He appeared confused, glancing at the TV once more as if he was wondering why Juan was showing him what played on the TV. "Is that... Not the textile house?" he asked in a somewhat breathy voice.Juan didn’t say anything at first. He stayed quiet and slowly took a sip from his wine glass. His eyes looked half closed, like he was thinking about something far away, not the drink in his hand. On the TV, the video kept playing. It showed a building with blackened, burned walls. Smoke rose slowly into the evening sky. In a few minutes firefighters moved around, spraying water on what was left of the building, trying to stop the last bits of fire."Oh, yes it is," Juan said offhandedly. "I'm thinking of starting a new vineyard there so I guess it needed cleaning up."The faint ticking of the grandfather clock in the corner suddenly felt louder and more pronounced. Ricotta swallowed hard. "May I ask why you are tellin
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Dead people could not rise from the grave, but hearing the voice of Giuseppe Rinaldi was enough confirmation that dead men could rise from the grave. "Hello? Riccota? I thought you were on my side. I thought you were fighting for our cause," Giuseppe hissed angrily. "Why am I seeing news that it was the textile plant that needed cleaning that got bombed?""Il Lupo," Juan said, taking the phone out of Riccota's hands. "You are supposed to be dead.""Ah, if it is not Moreno's son." The wolf's voice changed into something amused. He was definitely not expecting to hear Juan's voice and was not yet ready to go into a heads on war with him, but with what had happened it seemed he was going to have no choice. "I killed you," commented Juan quietly. "Did you?" Guiseppe laughed heartily. "I'm alive and kicking Juan. You failed to do a thorough job, as always."Juan gritted his teeth together. "Daddy was always complaining, wasn't he?" Giuseppe continued laughing. "I am curious though. I g
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Dead people could not rise from the grave, but hearing the voice of Giuseppe Rinaldi was enough confirmation that dead men could rise from the grave. "Hello? Riccota? I thought you were on my side. I thought you were fighting for our cause," Giuseppe hissed angrily. "Why am I seeing news that it was the textile plant that needed cleaning that got bombed?""Il Lupo," Juan said, taking the phone out of Riccota's hands. "You are supposed to be dead.""Ah, if it is not Moreno's son." The wolf's voice changed into something amused. He was definitely not expecting to hear Juan's voice and was not yet ready to go into a heads on war with him, but with what had happened it seemed he was going to have no choice. "I killed you," commented Juan quietly. "Did you?" Guiseppe laughed heartily. "I'm alive and kicking Juan. You failed to do a thorough job, as always."Juan gritted his teeth together. "Daddy was always complaining, wasn't he?" Giuseppe continued laughing. "I am curious though. I g
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"I never said I was waiting for anything," Ricotta said in a shaky voice. He appeared confused, glancing at the TV once more as if he was wondering why Juan was showing him what played on the TV. "Is that... Not the textile house?" he asked in a somewhat breathy voice.Juan didn’t say anything at first. He stayed quiet and slowly took a sip from his wine glass. His eyes looked half closed, like he was thinking about something far away, not the drink in his hand. On the TV, the video kept playing. It showed a building with blackened, burned walls. Smoke rose slowly into the evening sky. In a few minutes firefighters moved around, spraying water on what was left of the building, trying to stop the last bits of fire."Oh, yes it is," Juan said offhandedly. "I'm thinking of starting a new vineyard there so I guess it needed cleaning up."The faint ticking of the grandfather clock in the corner suddenly felt louder and more pronounced. Ricotta swallowed hard. "May I ask why you are tellin
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"I suppose it does," he commented drily. He did not necessarily seem interested in whatever Juan was saying. He was glancing at the grandfather's clock at the end of the room way too frequently. "Do you have somewhere to be?" Juan asked, looking at the clock. Surprisingly, a lot of time has gone. It was five forty five p.m. already, that meant the bomb was due in fifteen minutes. "Not at all," he said, looking all too relaxed. "But you seem so interested in the clock," Juan replied, lifting a brow in challenge. "Is there a reason for that?"He shook his head and shrugged. "Not necessarily. I just like it... Archaic... Beautiful even. The ticking sound... It's... Soothing," he smiled but Juan could see an evil smile beneath that. Maybe Juan was overthinking it but perhaps the ticking of the grandfather's clock in the corner was soothing because he was expecting something to happen. And the evil smile was probably because he was happily anticipating for Juan to receive the news that
The Mafia's Angel Chapter 74: Questioning
"What?" She asked, her voice already hoarse and cracked from the tears."Who did it to you, mio Angelo?" Juan asked again. Beneath his skin, his blood was boiling like never before. A feeling of anger clawed at him, begging to release a beast on whoever had dared to hurt her. "What are you talking about?" She asked in a small and timid whisper. "You know what I'm talking about Arya," he replied, stepping further into the room. "What is his name?"Fear and realization washed over her in that instant and she gasped softly. How could he have known that a man had assaulted her when she had never said anything about it? Could he read into her mind and soul? "I don't know what you're talking about Juan," she lied in a timid voice. "That's a lie, Arya," he walked towards her menacingly. "Tell me who he is!" He commanded.She flinched, moving backwards a little. Just then, a knock came on the door interrupting the conversation. Juan did not bother to face the door or look at it. His eyes
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The room went quiet. The kind of silence that felt heavy, like a weighted blanket being draped over something. Juan ran his fingers through his hair, frustrated and unsure. He looked at her one more time before standing. He grabbed his underwear and trousers from the floor, putting them on promptly. “I’m sorry,” he said quietly. “I’ll give you space.”She didn’t move or even look at him for a second. She just stayed there, wrapped up in the blanket, her whole body tensed. Her eyes stayed on the wall, unmoving. That looked distant, and even though she was in the room, Juan could tell her mind was not. Her thoughts were loud enough for him to see but not loud enough for him to hear. He wondered what had happened, why she had suddenly backed off when she seemed to be enjoying it. It was not her first time, so why had she been scared?Arya, on the other hand, didn’t know how to explain what she was feeling. Shame. Fear. Hurt. It all mixed together.Then he left.The door closed behind
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He took her arm and then lifted her to a position where she straddled him, and then he placed his hands around her waist, sliding up her hoodie slightly— hands tracing the side of her stomach and her back, stopping just beneath her breasts. "You're not wearing a bra, how naughty of you Arya."Before she could speak, his fingers grazed her nipples and she gasped, eyes rolling back from the wave of pleasure that hit her. Her nipples hardened like a rock instantly, her body filled with the need for a desperate release. She never knew that pleasure could exist for her when a man touched her after her first experience. But with Juan, things were unbelievably different in ways she didn't want to admit. She was not yet sure if she was falling for him or just attracted. He lifted her hoodie off her completely, throwing it against the bed, greeted by the sight of her firm and round breasts. "Fucken perfect," he mumbled, tracing a circle around her nipples before latching his mouth, sucking
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"Ju-juan," she moaned. It came out as a desperate cry of need as his fingers slipped through the soft cotton fabric. "What is it Mio Angelo," he rubbed small gentle circles on her clit sending a wave of inexplicable pleasure through her brain. "I—" she couldn't talk, all she could do was moan against him."You what?" He whispered sensually."This... We..." Her brain was foggy, mind clouded with intense pleasure as he increased the pressure. "I— please.""Please what?" He asked, his second hand squeezing her breasts gently. "You want me to stop?"Yes. She wanted to say, but all that erupted from her was a whimper of need."Please what?" he asked again, this time his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Tell me, Mio Angelo. Do you want me to stop?"Arya's breath caught in her throat. Her body arched into his touch, wanting more get not wanting to give in to him. Her lips trembled with words she couldn't form. Her mind screamed for clarity, but her body who was a traitor clung to the p
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Juan remained silent for a long time, not saying anything in response. "Sur, are you there?" the head of security asked skeptically, wondering if the line had gone dead or if it was just Juan."You mean to tell me that I'm paying you all to do a goddamn good job and until now, you never noticed that something was wrong with the footage?" He hissed through the phone with a cold and menacing voice. "Even if the surveillance staff did not notice. You are the head of security for a reason. How could that pass you by? Do you not supervise it.""Sir, we were not expecting the footage to be compromised," the head of security replied weakly, trying to give an argument that was sensible enough. "We have been..""I pay you to report and treat any suspicious activity. Are suspicious activities meant to be expected?" Juan yelled through the phone. "Send me a copy of the footage of that day. From The surrounding areas as well. The one at the entrance. Who went in and who went out.""As you wish s
