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Rage coiled in his words, and the sight of him limping, wounded but still dangerous, only heightened the intimidation. The woman who had just walked in didn’t cower. Her presence filled the room, her voice rolling out in a thick Italian accent that carried sharp edges. "That’s not how you welcome your lover. I came all the way from the East Coast to check on you and take care of you. You thought I would hear about your accident and remain calm over there?"

the man said with a stiff smile. “Yes, I'm Faria Johns and this is my wife Aggie”, I introduced. Our new names were modern and normal. When I asked Vincent why he wanted us to use these names, he informed me they were names of a couple that were his former lawyers that he killed because they knew too much and buried them right in the backyard of his ranch. I had found that information very disturbing, but then again, I couldn't expect anything from someone like him. “Nice to meet you, my name is Stan”. The man kissed Taylor’s palm.

See how hurt he is. Red marks marred his stomach. Her fingers traced the proof that Jacob had punched him there. She felt his rib cage, where more marks showed. She didn’t feel any broken bones. His belly had firm, hard muscles even while he lay lax, but she didn’t feel anything that would suggest internal bleeding. She tried to stay professional but her fingertips lingered a little too long as she traced an intricate pattern of muscle groups. She couldn’t deny touching him affected her as a woman. He was forbidden, dangerous, and sexy.

The next morning Jenny called me at six and said, "You are going to love this one. Your wife is now a bona fide slut and a whore." "What are you talking about?" "I was fucking Ralph when the doorbell rang. Before I could stop him Joey got up to answer it. It seems that Ralph invited some friends over to help him take care of me. Bottom line is that last night I was gangbanged by nine guys. When they all left I was so sore I could barely walk. I climbed into the tub and soaked for two hours and then I crawled into bed and crashed. This morning when I got up I found that some of them had left money on the dresser. I guess that makes me a member of the Oldest Profession."

I had worked hard like a dog, clawing my way up through blood and loyalty until the name Vicente Russo started to echo again in the underworld, not as the son of a dead man, but as the man himself. My reflection stared back at me through the window, the city’s golden lights scattering across the glass. My face looked sharper now, the once chubby cheeks where long gone, the ones bright grey eyes were now colder. “Three years,” I muttered again ina low voice. “And now we start.”

Forbidden Fantasies

BAM. BAM. Each strike was sharper than the last. Angrier. Controlled rage. His knuckles were already bruised. His jaw tight. His mind replayed one moment over and over again. Amy’s slap. No woman had ever hit him before. Ever. BAM. Another punch. Marcus entered quietly and stopped at the door. “There’s chaos outside,” he reported. Drake didn’t turn. Didn’t stop punching. Marcus studied him for a second. Then added carefully,

“You f*ckers! Get out! Get the f*ck out now!” The leader of the gang was a man with a buzzcut. He looked extremely violent. He smashed his steel bat on the Mercedes-Benz and pointed at the people inside. He roared while strutting around.

Fuck Sunny snatched his wrist back and glared at the beauty. "Listen you bitch....as you are new here, I will let you go but for your kind information don't ever mess with me or my gang because I will fuck you right up" he spat in her face which kind of made me very angry and I didn't know why.

“Don’t worry, Lily. Is she the girl you’ve been talking about right? Go ahead and slap her now. I just want to see who dares to make a move! I’m Franklin Lockwood. I’m sure you’ve heard of me. Don’t you?” Franklin flashed a smile filled with menace. The three gangsters were around three years younger than Gerald. Besides, their hairstyles and the way they dressed stood out quite a bit. To put it simply, they looked as though they weren’t part of the societal norms. But they were so slim. Gerald did not bother meddling in such affairs which concerned those bunch of ignorant youth. So he was about to leave soon. “Let me tell you. I’ll definitely call Jimmy over if you dare to beat me up!”