His dangerous obsession
n's
amnit! Ple
ted through the walls of the halfway stalked warehouse as Brun
ed glass while I listen to his screams, my righ
eft in the glass and pour it in my mout
ards trashing poor Mario. Now that I
es his hand forward and collects my empty glass before I bend over to stare at Mario's bloody
ruises from heavy punches all over his arms which w
around his groin and a pair of multicolored soc
feet are deep in his blood
loody as Mario himself. " Bruno, you could have focused on his f
from Mario's chest causing another out
to Mario who is now panting. " If only y
aliva. He starts shaking his head and I draw closer to his face. " Fo
kes his head. " I swear, I'
last time. " That's disappointing. " My hand clenches the gun ins
him. It's Diego. " He coughs. He k
the name. " What did you just
is mouth to talk but only releases a gurgling sound f
uth as he coughs and I'm fo
urn to Bruno. " Get this fucker to tell you more. I'm getting late for a breakfast meeting with papa! " I pull a
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see that Lucia and my papa are the only
had been a little trouble forcing her out of bed to get
t always emitted a soft breathing over my neck. Her thin lips were so soft and supple. She lower
ce with the contract she was supposed to help
ace my dad
ing his favorite black ros
hurried to attend t
me a stern s
everyone
with the black cross dangling befo
t of the Family aren't here since it was papa's
ave met. " I
ically before casting a stare ove
eed to
stash? I already
! " He throws a nod at Lucia. " I see you h
s jarred to see her staring directly at papa
his glass. " A full replica too, I see. " He faces
n Lucia who has hers on the table. She was
t fucking her! " He rises up and I don't watch him as he heads for the door. " I do
room, I lifted myself up the c
until I near her
to myself and she hung her head away from my eyes while
I draw her towards the elev
ill in the middle of the room. " You can't do this to me! "
nough to figure
a step near her and she moves back. " You are a
ck of her legs hit the bed frame and she
but I can tell that she
Jane! " She
ze her jaw, lifting her s
w vulnerable she actually is. All I would rather think of is how muc
er traces down her jawline before letting go of
to do. I am going to