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—You're interested in me because you couldn't do anything with me that you did with them.
My guess tells him to shut up, he thinks about it for a second, runs his thumb over his nose sending the memory of that first time I saw him. He offered me cocaine, he was already high and my sixth sense made it clear to me that not only was he a murderer, while high he could do unimaginable things that I was going to regret for challenging him.
—I am also a threat, a big one, when I take care of all this I will let you go so that you can also get rid of my own threats.
"Are you afraid of yourself, Salvatore?"
—No, I have my own satisfaction for the person I became.
—In just four months?
He runs his thumb over his nose again, sticks out the tip of his tongue to moisten his lips. The movement is slow, provocative that makes me question myself because I stare at his tongue moving over his lips, I look away to the unlit fireplace that is built in between the shelves, it is fake, it is just a screen that transmits the image of a campfire.
"I see you were counting the time," he blames me. I did it too, I wanted to see the girl who made me cum in her hand again, I wanted to see the girl who gave me her panties again.
—Can I have them back?
—No, they are mine. —Take a deep breath, then approach, standing firm before me—. I would be lying if I told you that I don't feel like trying you and I'm not lying. I can keep you safe, I can make you have a good time here if you follow my orders, I can make you see hell, I can do many things for you and I promise in the same way that I will let you go when I am done with my issues that also haunt you.
—Not to brag, but that sounds to me like the more time passes, there's a chance you'll fall in love with me.
"It will never happen," he assures. It is likely that you will do it, that you will become addicted and dependent on everything I can give you, and if you come back when I have freed you, I will only have to put a bullet in your head because you are not going to come and take over my life. , Emily.
-You're sure?
He reaches up, caresses the spot where he hit me yesterday, and brings his thumb to my lips so he can caress them.
“I don't have the time, I don't have the heart to allow myself that,” he pushes his thumb between my lips. I can't, so be careful with your feelings because my pulse doesn't tremble when it comes to killing.
Feeling the push of his finger forces me to part my lips, I let him fill my mouth with his thumb, he touches my tongue, caresses my palate and puts his other fingers under my chin to press and get deeper. He touches my bell, I gag and he keeps pushing until I stop his hand.
—The best thing is that you stop lying and leave your character aside, I don't have to hide anything about who I am and what I like to do. —He moistens my lips using his thumb covered in my saliva—. You do hide it. Your search on your mobile is quite entertaining.
—You're a man, you also watch porn.
"I don't have time, I have whores to do what I tell them and it's more pleasant than just watching behind the screen," he moves his hand away. It's interesting what you hide.
—And what is hidden according to you?
"You like people tied up, you like women forced to have an orgasm," he laughs. And you like salophilia, especially when it involves semen or urine.
I squeeze my thighs together, he went through my entire phone, he has it for his use and that's the worst because I don't have much to defend myself with.
—It is common for people to hide what they like most, not only in sex, they also hide their tastes, their hobbies and many things because society is a ball of criticism that even for breathing badly they point fingers at you —he mentions—. You have a good and bad side, because you like children, you like to be sweet, you like to treat them with affection, but outside of that you like to see how they treat others in the worst possible way.
—They are my tastes.
"Oh, don't think I'm judging you because what I like most is making my wife have multiple orgasms in a single night or for an entire day until she passes out." He walks in circles around the room. I like to keep my prey open for as long as I want, whether it be hours, minutes or even days while I admire it. “As you see, I'm not the least bit ashamed to admit it,” he laughs. I am also not ashamed to admit that I sell drugs, kill, handle weapons and we also have our own places of entertainment with prostitutes included.
—Do they hurt them?
"They are what they are and I don't pretend to be the great love of all women, I only promise to destroy them if they want to mess with me and want to warm my bed for one or several nights in a row," he massages his chin. You can talk a thousand times about what happened that day, you can rub it in my face that I got carried away with you and couldn't even suck your tits, but what you can't do is believe that you have more value because you hide many things Emily, many that are more disturbing than a handjob and a cumshot on your hand.
For a moment his cold, dark eyes make me look down at my feet, what I realize is that the Marino brothers' eyes are the same cold blue that freezes you, makes you an iceberg that they are willing to break. break when you look at them for too long.
"You want to continue shouting everything I did that night, you want to continue humiliating me according to you, go ahead," he concedes; However, think twice because I can show the whole house what you see on porn pages, what you save on Twitter for the night, what you like on Instagram to keep a secret folder. I can play the same way you do and you're going to end up in shit in this very house for as long as you think you can walk all over me. I'm egalitarian, sweetie.
It's not something that matters much to me, I just see my options and if I stay in this house while I continue to humiliate him for something minor, he is capable of even revealing the intimate conversations that I never deleted from my cell phone with the conquests I had.
