Semua Bab Forbidden Desire:My Best Friend's Brother : Bab 101 - Bab 110

[Aldo]I hover above her, muscles trembling as I keep fucking her. The rhythmic slap of skin on skin fills the room, a forbidden melody that grows louder despite our efforts. “I know you like this too,” I growl, my thrusts growing sharper, faster, the tension coiling tighter in my core. My breath catches as the pleasure builds, threatening to consume me.The sex since Dawn got pregnant has been insane. Each encounter more intense, more passionate, as if her body knows no limits now. These last few days have been a fever dream, every moment deeper than the last.We shift, and I’m on my side now, driving up into her, my hand working her clit with expert precision. The angle pushes her over the edge, her hips bucking wildly as her pussy grips me tighter. My cock throbs, the telltale signs of my own release sending waves of heat through me. She’s spasming, her body pressing against mine as we chase the peak together.It’s so damn hot. The sweat slicks our bodies as her hands grip her ti

[Dawn.]“I’ll give you my life savings. You can have it all. It’ll repay Andre’ debt, and you can just leave us. I’ve got it in my room.” I lie.The two exchange looks again, a smile even. Then the first one turns to me. “Sure.” I realize then that I'm being naive. They have no intention of leaving us.He comes and picks me up, helps me down the hallway before I shrug him off. We go to my room and I dig around under the bed. I shove the shoe box with my savings aside and instead reach for my knife. But before I can grasp it, he yanks me out by my feet, and I watch it drift out of reach as he drags me away. I scream and buck, smashing my head on the bed frame. He pulls me up by my hair. “Don’t be stupid!” He seethes.I try to break his hands from my hair, but he’s too strong.“Don’t make me give your mother another child to mourn.”I stop. Defeated.Seeing that I’m broken, he stands me up, pushes me out into the kitchen, and points for me to return to my mother’s room. Standing in th

[Aldo]“Screaming isn’t helping anything along.” Luca retorts calmly.“Not that you tried!” I’m being childish. I’m freaking out.Luca looks me in the eye. “Aldo, calm down, or you'll say something you regret. What has happened? Exactly.” He emphasizes the last word heavily.“I got home, and the door was wide open. There was broken glass in the hallway. They’d tied up Isabella and threatened Dawn with having her go with them. It’s all about Andre.” My head hangs. “She tried to pay them off with her life savings too.”Luca’s face has darkened, especially at the mention of Andre. “Anything else?”“What else does there need to be?” I’m pacing back and forth now. I can’t breathe. Luca tries to slow me down. “Don’t fucking touch me. You kicked me out of this family, remember?”Luca keeps his hand raised, though. “But I did not stop being a friend.”“Fuck off with that shit.”“I will only remind you once again to watch how you speak to me, Aldo. I did offer to help Dawn.” He says.“And sh

[Dawn.]I scream and try to jump away, but I’m tied to a fucking chair. Which my brain forgot. I feel a hand grab ahold of my foot. I kick harder and achieve nothing because of the ropes. Andre is screaming away, and the man pulls me back onto my feet. I smash down on all fours the right way up. The man, whose name I presume is Ilya, is smiling widely.“Too much fun,” he says. “I love families.”Andre stops bucking around for a second, and the two men hold him cautiously. The leader takes a final drag of his cigarette and puts it out on Andre’ foot. He flinches.“I haven’t even gotten to the good part. You see, while there were offenses caused by Andre here, what really rankled my boss was the debt. You see, the girl doesn’t know much, and she can’t really give the FBI too much without implicating herself, but it’s the principal. Anyway, the debt needed to be repaid. And Andre here assured me that he was going to come good. He weaseled a bit more time out of my already very generous

[Aldo]I take out my phone in desperation and call Dawn.Expectantly, it rings out.I pocket it and begin rummaging around the place. But it seems pointless. Surely if the bratva boys couldn’t find anything, what would we find? I suppose it depends on what they were searching for. I twist my lips and decide on my room first. It’s the same. Trashed and destroyed. Everything tipped out and, for no good reason, was piled on my bed so that it can be shit on. I leave it, knowing I’ll never stay here again.I head through and join Luca; he’s found a few sheets of paper that have been sandwiched between the bed and wall. He’s reading through them and hands one off to me. It’s a list of ideas to make money in messy handwriting. All I feel is pity for my friend and his desperation. He could’ve come to us for help. We should have offered more. He hands me another, and this one has an idea circled.Life insurance.I think back to us playing the games of NBA before the fight. He’d been reading