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"So listen..." Liliana dips her thumb onto the button next to the passengers seat, unlocking the latch connected to the belt that is supposed to keep her save. "Dinner was nice and I am really glad that your mother invited me, but I can see that we..." She points her forefinger at me and then back at her before continuing. "...will never work. So how about we stop bullshitting each other with make-believe chit-chat and get our fuck on?" She ram her hand on top of my pants, rubbing and stroking hard on my length. My body reacted immediately, but my mind needed a second or three to come to terms with what just happened. Could this be the same innocent-looking kindergarten teacher that sat next to me during a three hour dinner at my mother's house? Who was I kidding, I didn't care. I smirk pushing the thoughts aside, my dick wasn't complaining."If you go on any further, I will fuck you good into the morning hours. There will be no breaks, no tenderness and no love." I grab her arm, bring

“Come on, brother.” I wake Achille just as his head falls to the side. He lost a lot of blood. I pull up the hand break causing the car to slightly glide sideward before coming to a complete halt on the tar. The location was perfect, there was nothing insight for miles. Miles of open field surrounded the forgotten landing streak. “Let’s go.” The doors of the car unlock automatically when I pull the handle to open my door. Gian and two of his men stood ready waiting for our arrival, but came running towards us the moment I climbed out and rounded the car towards the passenger’s side. They knew something was wrong. “Get the girls.” Gian ordered his men after assessing the car’s occupants and before lifting Achille’s other arm into the air and let it drape over his shoulder on the opposite side of where I was doing the same. We mostly carried him like that, his feet dragging more than often as he couldn’t keep up. “Let Stefano know to come get the car.” Gian orders Donato when we softly

“You are leaving?” Mia catches me on my way to the door, if she took three seconds longer she would have missed me. Her hair a mess, her legs uncovered with only a pair of panties covering her sex and what looks like a t-shirt with some kind of cartoon on it. It was late and I thought that she was sleeping already. Achille took my mother home an hour and a half ago and I heard things quieting down after that. I didn’t leave my office after Angela left. I went through the files she brought, financed and arranged for delivery and I might have looked into the company she used to work for. Nothing out of the ordinary stood out, it all looked legit for a company that specializes in other people’s finances. The company assisted small business until recently… around the time that Mia described her work started to be more about impressing and flirting with other business men than so much working for numbers. The clients were obviously kept anonyms, but the functions and press they started t

On my way to the hospital, my mind was all over the place going from one bad thought to the other as my Maserati flew by the other cars on the road. What if someone actually just walked through my security and into my house like everyone else did and attacked Mia? I was going to kill Carlo who was supposed to be in charge of today's shift. And the fucking idiot who worked the gate is also a dead man. In fact anyone of my men who was not doing their jobs needed to be dealt with. This has gone on for long enough. It is high time that they realise who signs their pay checks. Too many times before did I let them go when listening to my brother and my mother, but now it needs to change. The circumstances changed! Mia and Madelain was now living with me. They needed to be kept safe.If someone had laid their hands on her because of me I would most probably put a fucking bullet through my own head as well, but I am going to rip their hearts out first. I will torture every part of their family

"Everything went well. Adamo got a little community service and has to do a drug test each day for a month thereafter it will become weekly." Angela sat in on our meeting this morning. "The children?" I question Gian."They were delivered safely. We didn't encounter any further problems. Angela solved the problems in England before I arrived." Sometimes things like this happen. The mother's nerves sprout sky high and suddenly she doesn't want to go through with the adoption anymore. Angela has a way of handling situations like that."Good. We have 28 more clients lined up. We fell behind on orders this past two weeks." I point to the 28 files stacked on top of each other laying on the table that separates us. "Gian I need your men to start looking for possible children, but don't act just look okay? We firstly need someone who can move the Gambino's shipment before we traffic. We don't need them playing kidnappers again. Achille, I want you to get in touch with that friend of yours f