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The idea of another man being with her like this, now that I’m fairly certain I’m the first, is untenable. She’s mine, has always been mine from the moment I met her. And right now, I’m claiming her. Not Niko, not anyone can take her from me.
“Oh, God… Luca… oh, oh, oh!”
She’s so beautiful as the pressure builds. She’s responsive. With each thrust, her pussy clenches and she arches.
“Come, Mio Angelo… let me see you come.” I’m picking up the pace, losing the battle of control as my cock sizzles with electric fire. I shift, thrust, and grind against her pussy.
“Yes… Luca…”
I do it again, and she cries out, her body going taut, her pussy clamping down around my cock until I see stars. Power surges through me until I’m unable to hold back. I piston in and out of her, the pressure coiling tight until I drive in and my world explodes.
“Fuck!” I yell out as my release barrels through me like a freight train.
“Oh, my God!” Aria cries out again, her pussy gripping me hard in another orgasm.
I drive in and out, in and out, drawing out the pleasure until my arms give out and I collapse over her.
Even as I struggle to catch my breath, her pussy pulses and my cock throbs. I manage to roll off her but pull her in next to me. She nestles into my side, her head on my shoulder. I wonder if I need to ask her about her virginity. But what would it matter? She’s mine now.
My cum is inside her as proof. For a moment, I consider that I didn’t consider birth control, but again, what does it matter? She’s mine.
Her breathing slows and her body goes pliant. I look down and realize she’s sleeping. I remind myself that she’s traveled a long way and is suffering from jetlag. I need to let her rest, and I have work to do.
I extricate myself from her side and quietly dress. I exit the bedroom and make my way downstairs, finding Roberta to tell her that once Aria awakens, she's to move all of Aria’s belongings into my room. Since Aria has proven that she wants to be with me, there's no sense in her staying in another room.
I head out of the house to visit the dungeon, taking in the fresh, sweet air between my home and the outbuilding. The scent in the air is sweeter, the sun warmer. That’s Aria’s doing, but I can't allow my flights of fancy to interfere with business. As I enter the building and make my way down to the dark, damp place that has held prisoners for hundreds of years, I put on my game face.
When I enter where Paolo and Marco have taken Enzo’s lackey, I find the man stripped bare and his clothes practically in tatters. My men look up at me with concern in their expressions, telling me that this man had something compromising on him. I'd learned long ago there is no sense asking questions you already know the answer to, unless of course you want to find out whether someone is lying to you.
Knowing there is something, I demand, “What was it? Where was it?”
"It was sewn into his jacket, hiding in the zipper."
That would make it very small. What could it possibly record? "Audio? Video?”
"Camera and audio,” Paolo says.
Mother fucker. "I need you to go back to the docks and take another look at what he might have sent to Sabini. And I want extra men, got it?"
My men shake their heads, and the terror in her eyes tells me that they’ll do what they're told. They know they’re on shaking ground and need to make this up to me.
I nod toward the body, for a moment feeling bad for the man who allowed himself to be taken in by Enzo Sabini. I consider dumping the poor dumb slob on Sabini’s doorstep but decide that making this man disappear will unnerve him more.
Uncertainty can be unsettling. Sabini will likely figure out I took his man, but with no evidence of this man ever existing, he’ll know I have the power and influence to make him disappear as well. Perhaps he’ll think twice about fucking with me again.
“Cremate him. Spread his ashes in the vineyard. Get Toscano to purge all his papers.” I mention one of the many men I have on my payroll who work in government and law enforcement. “I want all evidence of this man’s existence destroyed.” I think of Aria and how upset she was that I’d killed a man she felt was innocent. Would she find my actions now unpalatable? I shake away the thought. I can’t let what she thinks impact my decisions.
My men nod, and I exit the dungeon, heading back to my home office. Just as I sit at my desk, the phone rings. My lips curve up as I recognize the number from the United States.
I poke the answer button. "Pronto."
The line is quiet for several long moments, but I don't say anything. The silence tells me that Niko is pissed, and while I could hang up, I wait to hear what he has to say. I figure I’ll let him speak his mind because this will be the last time we talk.
"Who the fuck do you think you're messing with?”
"Is there a problem?” I ask, my tone dismissive.
"Don't play coy with me, you motherfucker. I know you kidnapped my sister?—"
