Page 26 of Marco DeLuca


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“What the fuck is wrong with you? Haven’t you heard of privacy? Just because it’s your carriage house—”

“Get your fucking clothes on and let’s go! I’ll meet you at the car!” he orders.

Instantly my instincts go on alert. Alessandro talking to me like he’s lost his fucking mind is out of character. It’s got to be about the family business.

I turn back to Serena and pump harder while stroking her clit.

“Give it to me, sweet girl.”

She works hard for hers, and she gets it. Several seconds later, I’m cumming deep inside of her. I pull out, grab my clothes off the chair and tug them on.

“Hey, I gotta go. Business calls.”

“Yeah, I know,” she mutters, rolling her eyes.

She says something else, but I don’t hear it because I’m out the door and running to the car.

“So, what’s up?” I ask my brother as I sit on the seat opposite his.

Pushing up the privacy window, Alessandro glares at me.

I glare back at him, huffing loudly and folding my arms over my chest. I don’t want to fucking play games with him right now. Not when he just pulled me out of some wet pussy.

“Your wife.”

“What about my wife?” I ask in a bored tone.

I know she didn’t call Alessandro with that stupid shit! Worse yet, I hope she didn’t call my father.

“She’s dead.”

“Dead? What the fuck you mean ‘dead’?”

His words hit me like a bullet to the chest. Sickness overwhelms me and disbelief fills my insides.

“There’s been a hit at your house.”

“A hit?”

A loud humming sound fills my ears and my eyes only see a cloud of hazy, black smoke.

What motherfucker had the fucking balls to come into my home and kill my motherfucking wife? Who the fuck is it, and what do they want? These bitches came to my shit!

I feel the rush to my head; my thoughts spiraling out of control as I wonder if it’s a statement. Was her death caused by something that I did? My heart is beating wildly in my chest. I’m trying to be cool and think my way through this shit, but it’s impossible.

This shit is a game changer. I’m about to shoot every motherfucking body until I get answers.

Over the last several years, I've tried to be strong and control myself. All bets are out the window.

Fuck! The Maniac is back!




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