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The man called the brothers his cousins. Is this really another family member? I feel uneasy and want nothing more than to pull away from him, but he holds firm. His hair is the same lighter brown as Sergio's, but I can now see that his features resemble Dante's. I get an evil vibe from the guy, making me shudder.
"Let her go, Antonio," Luca orders. "I asked her to do something for me."
"So," Antonio says, "Have another house staff do it. I want her to warm my lap and possibly my cock."
Suddenly, I'm being yanked from his lap roughly and thrown into Sergio's arms. Regaining my balance, I turn in time to see Luca wrapping his hand around Antonio's throat and pulling him out of the chair he's in. Luca pulls his cousin close to his face, baring his teeth like an animal.
"You don't touchher! Do you understand me?"
"Since when have you not shared with me, cousin? We are family, are we not?" Antonio grips Luca's wrist but doesn't try ripping himself free.
"Not her. She is ours alone. Find one of the maids or kitchen staff, but poppet is off-limits!" The way Luca sneers at this Antonio guy makes it look like he almost cares for me, and I want to laugh.
"Her pussy must be golden if evenyou won't share…"
His voice cuts off as Luca squeezes harder, and I close my eyes, but Luca's angry voice reaches me. "Open those pretty eyes, poppet. Watch what happens when someone other than my brothers or I touch you."
Antonio's face is beginning to turn purple, but I try not to show any more emotion as I straighten my back and stare hard at the man who is about to die. Just before he passes out, Luca lets go, letting his cousin crumple to the floor in a heap as he gulps in large amounts of air. Luca laughs and smacks Antonio's back as if he was just fucking around.
"Get your ass up, and stop being a pussy." Luca helps the guy up and brushes off Antonio's suit jacket.
"You're an ass, Luca," his cousin chokes out at him.
Luca only shrugs. "She needs to know what will happen if someone other than the D'Angelo brothers touches her." As Luca picks up his glass from where he placed it on the side table, he grins wickedly at me before downing its contents.
It's late, and the brothers have been drinking all evening with Antonio, who's been kicking their asses at poker most of the evening. He hasn't once looked my way since Luca put him in his place, and I'm absolutely fine with that. Of course, I must remain in the room to serve them, and when I'm not doing that, I'm pulled on one of their laps to be fondled. I had changed into a green bodycon dress, covering more skin but now showing off all my curves.
Antonio, refusing to be alone while visiting, got to have Mindy for the night. I noticed her discomfort when they told her she would be entertaining their cousin, and I can now see why. He's rough…really rough, but the brothers don't seem to care. It sickens me the way they see women. We are nothing but toys to be played with and discarded when they are no longer interested.
"Get the fuck up; I need to piss." Antonio's crude order makes Luca chuckle.
I remain where I am, my eyes on Mindy as she stands there, head bowed, waiting for Antonio's return. Dante's deep baritone voice has me looking his way, though. "Will you go to the kitchen and grab a few snacks for us?"
"Of course, Dante." I smile across the table at him and go to stand, only to be pulled back down, my mouth ravaged by a tipsy Sergio, which causes me to squeeze my thighs together.
I grin at him when he pulls away, and I wipe the little bit of wetness left around his lips. Sergio gives me a knowing look before gently pushing me off his lap and tapping my ass. "Go, woman. Hurry up, your men are hungry," he teases in a caveman-like voice.
A giggle slips out, but I hurry from the room anyway. If the big, scary brother wasn't so…well, big and scary, he would make a great boyfriend. Not for me, of course, but for someone. Dante will always be himself, never knowing the real love of a woman because I can't see him opening his heart to anyone, and Luca? If he would get his head out of his ass and stop trying to act tough in front of his brothers, he would make for a decent boyfriend. Some women like the bad boy type.
I'm so busy staring at the floor, deep in thought, that I never see the hand coming and slapping itself over my mouth. A knife is held at my neck as I'm pulled down a darkened hallway, losing my shoes in the process. We enter an empty room, and I'm thrown against a wall as soon as the door closes.
Forty-Three
Antonio's voice is low and menacing in my ear, the knife cutting into the side of my neck, "Who is going to save you now, you fucking whore? It seems my cousins are going soft. They have forgotten the sole purpose of what a woman is for. You must have one hell of a cunt if even Luca isn't willing to share." He leans his body into mine to hold me against the wall. "I'm going to pull my hand away, but if you scream, I'll sink my knife right into this pretty neck of yours."
"Please, don't do this!" I plead in a whispery voice, "They will hurt you. Do you really want that?"
I try reasoning with him, but he just snickers and says, "I'm not afraid of a little beat down from my cousins, especially if your pussy is golden like I think it is."
"No. They will kill you, Antonio. Cousin or not, you don't touch what is theirs unless they give you permission," I say quickly and angrily as he slides his hand up my leg and under my dress.
"You were brought here to be a whore, and now I'm going to use you like one," he sneers. "If they don't like it, too bad. They will get over it." He then chuckles amusedly before saying, "Look at you! A whore who thinks she knows my cousins…my blood, better than I do."
He pulls his hand away from my thigh, and I sigh with relief, but it's short-lived. He grabs my hair and spins me around to face him before backhanding me with the hand holding the knife. I cry out and would have fallen if Antonio wasn't holding me up by my hair.
"You dare tell me about my own blood, you little bitch?"
Still holding my hair, Antonio takes his knife and slices through the front of my dress, not caring that he's cutting me multiple times as he does.I will not go down without a fight! I bring my knee up, but I only nick him in the balls, so he doesn't go down.
