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“What are you doing here, Sergio?” I asked in as calm a voice as I could muster. How the heck did he get onto Carlo’s property? I thought that was supposed to be impossible.
He grinned his sickly smile at me as he removed the cigar from his mouth. “I’m here for my wife. And my sons. I was told we had twins. Twin boys.”
The news had traveled fast to whatever hole he’d climbed out of. And now he was here to collect what he thought was his.
“Yes, we have twin boys, Sergio. They’re beautiful. I can’t wait for you to meet them,” I lied my face off and backed up a step or two. If I could get closer to the entryway, my voice would carry out into the yard. But if I screamed right now, no one would hear. And me yelling for help would only inflame Sergio even more.
“Yes, you want me to meet my sons. And that is why you ran away?” His gaze grew sharper—as did his words. And I knew he was in the mood to do some damage.
I just needed to figure out how to get myself—and the baby growing in my belly—out of this.
“I was jealous of all your other women. I couldn’t stand seeing you with them. So, I left.”
He shook his head and walked in my direction. There wasn’t enough time for me to run. But I had to at least try.
I spun around and took off. Before I could get very far, Eve walked around the corner, about ten feet in front of me.
“Guess what? Stefan said—” she started to say, but then stopped.
“Run, Evie!” I screamed, heading her way. But it was already too late. I was being pulled backward by my right arm.
“You fucking whore!” Sergio bellowed at me. Then his fist came up, and he hit me directly on my left cheek. It stung like mad as I fell backward onto the ground.
“Stop it!” Eve shouted in a shrill voice I’d never heard from her before. It terrified me, and I felt it vibrate into my bones.
“Shut the fuck up!” Sergio stormed over to Eve and threw her onto the ground. She tumbled and rolled. When she turned around, I saw that her lip was bleeding down her chin.
“Ah, Mrs. Rosetti. How nice to finally meet you. Well, I guess our party for two has just turned into a party for three. Ask Isabella how much I enjoy other women joining in. This should be fun. We’ll play a little bit before I go inside and get my sons.” He started walking over to Eve. I scrambled to my feet and got in between them. “No, Sergio. I told you how jealous I am.” I rubbed my hands on his chest. “Just take me. Please?” I looked up into his hideous face and felt like barfing. I needed to play it cool. I had to get us out of here alive.
His hands landed on my shoulders, then they slipped down to my breasts. “All right. I’ll fuck you first while Mrs. Rosetti watches. And then you’ll watch me fuck your friend.” I could smell his disgustingly sour, smoky breath as he smiled and breathed through his mouth. His hands grabbed my breasts harshly and he rubbed them and squeezed me so hard it hurt.
“You like that, don’t you? You little slut.” Before I knew what was happening, his hands ripped the front of my white blouse open, the buttons bouncing onto the floor. “I missed your fucking tits, Isabella. It’s the best part about you.” He grabbed my breasts again, harder this time. “These and your tight little pussy, that is.” His touch felt like acid on my skin.
“Yes, Sergio. I want you so badly.” I tried my best to purr for him how he liked.
Instead of answering me, he pulled something out from the back of his waistband.
And pointed it at Eve.
She was crawling on the floor, trying to get away.
“I don’t think so, Mrs. Rosetti. You need to come closer. How can I fuck you if you leave? Hmm?”
Yeah.
I was definitely going to vomit.
Eve obeyed and crawled closer to where we were standing. Sergio gestured with his gun for her to keep moving toward us.
“That’s right. Nice and close. I want you to see how good you’re going to get it once I’m done with your friend.”
A second later, Sergio pushed me onto the ground. A sharp pain shot through my back and head at the same time. I felt bile rising up in my throat. “Now, take off Isabella’s jeans for me, will you? I’d do it, but then I can’t keep my gun on you.”
Sergio started quickly undoing his button and zipper and pulling himself out. His tiny cock jutting forward, pointing down at me.
“I’m sorry,” Eve whispered as she started to undo my jeans. Her tears fell on me while she worked.
“Run away,” I mouthed to her when our eyes met. She frowned and shut her eyes in pain. The stench from Sergio’s discarded cigar floated up my nose. It laid on the floor a few feet away from me.
