Astolfo Alter Novels & Stories

Her face had just been used as a hole to ram thick disgusting meat in and out of it until she was finally forced to either swallow or be sprayed by their white smelly goo. “Take it off and see how it looks,” Alastor said, making her look up at him with her curious brown eyes. The look, her faltering nervous touch and the aura of innocence that she radiated almost made Alastor want to skip this part and take her instead but he persevered and stood still feeling his cock be freed from its encasement.

Not even a whisper of life stirred from within. Of course, it’s quiet, my wolf sneered. We killed all the bastards. Still, something pulled me closer. I moved forward cautiously—then stopped cold. There. Lying flat on his back, pale as death itself. Alfredo? I sprinted toward him. His body was still. Face drained of colour, eyes half-open like they’d frozen in shock. Alfredo, once a man who wore cruelty like a crown, now looked… hideous. Empty.

And she could not believe she was falling for a monster. The space above her tore a void, and from it burst a vigor of light. It barfed a huge figure that docked on the ground with a thud, shaking the trees. It had a white toga and some golden slippers on. He looked around, beholding the commotion. "Alestio was here! I can feel it! But his aura has changed..it is, somewhat sinister." he eventually caught sight of Alicia and walked up to her. "Are you okay young lady?"

“I know Aspen. Let’s keep the rogues back and pray Maliyah is strong enough to face him until Davina can help her. We are unable to help her up there.” Neither of us like being in this position but we don’t have a choice. These rogues seem a little off. I could swear some have different body parts that do not belong and it’s as if though the body is moving, there is no one in their mind. The eyes appear soulless. “These soulless creatures’ blood tastes awful,” gags Nero. “I want to know what in the world Alastor has been up to.”

For all I know he would just be happy to get me off his back. ‘That’s what you think Silia but I know how this guy thinks. He will be so angry when he finds that instead of making you miserable like he had aimed to or to see you begging him to take you back, he will see a changed version of yourself who has risen up from all his insults and is now unbothered by him and in fact come out happier than ever before.’ Alfeo explained and although not everything made sense, to some extent… it did? ‘I am still not sure but what do you get for doing this. I am sure a consigliere like you doesn’t work for free,’ I said trying to understand the motive behind Alfeo’s plan.

“How could someone like you know fear? Even though I sent several assassins, none of them managed to hurt you.” Dante smiled. He downed his champagne casually. His demeanor looked like he was talking to an old friend instead of an enemy. “You look very healthy. Are your subordinate and your grandson wishing you ill?” Alfonso’s expression darkened with anger and embarrassment. He had obviously feigned illness because he wanted Dante to come to his car. Who knew Dante wouldn’t want to put up with an old man like him? “Shut up! Get down to business!” grumbled Don Verga.

If they did, they would know I knew about their inner workings, and they would change their strategies and normal behavior that would make it easier to manipulate everything. “Why do you think Alfonso sent you here? He didn’t think you could take me down because even though he hates me, he recognizes the power I have. He only wanted to knock me down a peg so his family could come and sweep the victory. He would have killed you the second he was done with you. Don’t you know? He is delusional enough to think he can control the Bratva, too.” His smile faltered as he registered what I was saying.

I ignored them all and tried to shove through the crowd. "Danielle! What drugs are you giving to that wolf to make him act like that!?" I froze and turned towards the man who had yelled the question at me. He aimed the mic toward me. "Alastor is not given any drugs but a calming powder to ensure our safety." I snapped in defense. "Then why did he act like that?" He retorted. "We are unsure why he acts differently towards me than others. We think that he finds me like a pup of his." That was the first thing that came to mind.

’ [You are our whore little bitch and you will do whatever we want when we want you to. Alberto thrust his hard cock into her pussy she was still nice and tight but after all four of them had fucked her she would loosen up and today they would fuck her tight little ass to that way she could take three men at the same time. Alfonso walked into the bathroom and found a bottle of baby oil and brought it out with a huge grin on his face, ‘Beh, beh, piccola puttana non siamo fortunate.’ [Well, well little whore aren’t we lucky.]

Her appearance looked haggard as a result of being doused with beer by Alfonso last night. She was also fighting hunger. She was so scared to talk to Alfonso because of last night incident. She was worried that if she asked for food, lest the man would work on her again. It was better for her to just endure her hunger and wait for Alfonso to be kind enough to feed her. She saw the man in the front room as if thinking. Since receiving a call from her father, Alfonso had changed. His face tightened with thought. He still hadn't found the right way to execute his plan except with the help of a third party.