AllFreeNovel
Share Us
As Alessandro’s fingers move faster and deeper within me, my body begins to tremble, the sensations building up to a crescendo. And then, just as I feel a climax about to hit, the car slows to a stop.
Alessandro glances outside, slipping his hand free. He licks his fingers, staring at me the entire time as my pussy aches with a dull sensation of emptiness.
He unclips my safety belt. “To be continued,” he says as the driver pulls my door open. “Time for my bride to see her new home.”
4
ALESSANDRO
Ican sense the tension in Emily’s posture, her eyes darting around to take in the grandeur and the evident security measures. She glances at the armed men in the cavernous entrance hall, looking nervous.
It’s crucial that she feels comfortable, or at least as comfortable as one can be under such circumstances. In the car, things were different. But that moment has passed and fear has taken control of her again.
I should let her go as soon as I can, before her terror swallows her whole. Should, but won’t.
“Maria,” I call out.
Our housemaid steps forward. Despite her age, she moves with the agility of someone half her years, her eyes sharp and observant.
“Please show Ms. Carter to her room,” I instruct firmly. “Ensure she has everything she needs.”
Emily’s gaze meets mine, a flicker of apprehension in her eyes. “My things?” she asks, her voice laced with a hint of anxiety.
“Your personal belongings will be brought over from your apartment first thing tomorrow,” I reply, maintaining a tone of authority.
Maria gestures for her to follow.
Her eyes widen slightly. “What if someone misses me?” she asks.
“Who? You have no friends or siblings. Your parents are dead. You never speak with your neighbors.”
Her expression darkens. “How do you know all that?”
“I told you. I’ve been watching you for some time.”
Once they’re out of sight, I turn to the security panel, checking the cameras and alarms. Everything is functioning perfectly; every corner of the house is under surveillance. I can keep an eye on her, ensure her safety at all times.
I head toward the boardroom for a meeting that cannot be delayed. As I walk, I can’t help but think about my wife. She’s mine now, to protect and to control.
I’m a ruthless mafia boss but my defenses have been broken by that innocent young woman. She’s already invaded my soul. Now I just need to make her body mine.
But not until I get an update on Orlov.
In the dimly lit boardroom, I sit at the head of the table, surrounded by my most trusted men. Each one a crucial part of my operation.
Luca, with his sharp analytical mind and unwavering loyalty.
Marco, the muscle, his scarred face and towering presence a testament to countless battles.
Antonio, the silent one, his skills as a sniper unparalleled; and lastly, Rico, the strategist, always two steps ahead in our chess game with rivals.
In the corner of the room, bound to a chair, is a man who trembles with fear - Igor, one of Orlov’s low-level operatives. The only survivor from the attack on my building.
His face is marked with the telltale signs of our interrogation methods.
“Igor, it’s simple. Tell us where Orlov is,” I command, my voice calm yet laced with a deadly threat.
Despite his visible terror, he musters a defiant glare. “You’re just going to kill me anyway,” he spits out, his voice quivering. “I know all about you, Vittorio.”
