*Alberto’s POV* I only stopped fūcking her mouth when I felt my bālls tighten. I pulled my cōck out of her warm mouth as I watched the strings of spit in awe. “Such a pretty slūt.” I told her as I caressed her cheek. She looked up at me through her lashes, making me groan. “Alberto.” She whispered before my thumb caressed her bottom lip. “Dimmi.” (Italian for “Tell me.”) I replied, desperate to hear her silky voice again. “Lascia che ti tocchi.” (Italian for “Let me touch you.”) She said, making me bend over slightly so our faces could be inches apart. “There will be time for that later.” I replied, making her smile. I know I said that this would be a one time thing, but I can’t help myself now. She’s fūcking mine for life. “Get up.” I commanded, helping her up on her feet. “We came to get in the water, did we not?” I asked her, making her laugh. “Not really.” She said innocently. “Oh so it was all a set up to get in my pants?” I asked her with an amused smile as my hand fu
*Alberto’s POV* This was really fūcking happening. I could feel her warm pūssy choking my cōck like there was no tomorrow. I looked down at our connected bodies and almost cām on the spot at how fūcking perfect it was. She was fūcking made for me. That was for sure. I released one of her asš cheeks, caressing her back slowly. I don’t even recognize myself right now. I could be fūcking her, but here I was touching her instead. My hands explored on their own accord, feeling every inch of her perfect little body. A perfect little body that I will destroy in no time. ‘No, Alberto. This is your angel.’ I told myself as I tried to push the beast back, but then my angel spoke and I fūcking lost it. “Fūck me, Daddy.” She moaned, trying to ride me, but I just dug my nails further, forcing her to stop. “You don’t want that, Angel.” I hissed, releasing one of her cheeks and pulling her hair back as I thrusted forward, ever so slowly. “Yes, I want you to fūck me real good, Alberto.” Sh
*Alberto’s POV* As soon as we made it out of the water, we both grabbed our clothes to get dressed. Not that I could take my eyes off her. She was fūcking perfect. “Aiutami.” (Italian for “Help me.”) She said as she turned around while pulling that body suit up her big round asš, making it jiggle. “Se potessi farlo a modo mio. Saresti sempre nudo.” (Italian for “If I could have it my way. You would always be naked.”) I murmured in her ear as I helped her button it. “Maybe some day—” She was saying when I grabbed her neck, forcing her to look at me. “No one can know about this, Angel.” I told her, as she frowned. “I know. I just thought— I don’t fūcking know.” She said as she sighed before getting her jeans on. I hated keeping us a secret. I honestly don’t give a shīt what anyone says or thinks other than Francisco, of course. It’s not like we are blood related anyway. She could be mine out in the open if Francisco and I had never been like brothers. The age gap isn’t an iss
*Alberto’s POV* When I finally managed to control my beast, I got out of the car. “Is everything alright, Alberto?” Francisco asked me with brows furrowed as I walked to them. “Yeah. I’m just tired.” I replied as I gave Giulia a kiss on the cheek. “Alla fine ci hai fatto visita.” (Italian for “You finally paid us a visit.”) She said, pursing her lips. “Been busy.” I shrugged, looking back at Francisco, who was smirking at me. “Posso dire che lo sei.” (Italian for “I can tell you are.”) He said as he pulled the shirt from around my neck. “I see Anita treated you well.” He said, making Isa crack her neck tensely. “Padrino said you had to talk to me.” She said with a tense voice. “Ah, yes. Come inside. I need to talk to the both of you.” He said as he turned toward the door. I was about to walk behind Francisco when Isa’s hand brushed over my cōck, instantly waking it up. For fūck’s sake! It had just calmed down. I pulled on her hair roughly, making her moan softly. I saw
*Alberto’s POV* I kissed her like I was scared of losing her. I kissed her desperately and roughly. I pulled her hair so she could give me access to her playful tongue. A tongue that I immediately sucked on when she opened her mouth. She jumped on me, wrapping her legs around my waist as I walked us over to my bed. I placed her on my bed before pulling away. She got on her knees, looking up at me as if waiting for me to talk or make the next move. “We will figure this out.” I told her again as I caressed her cheek. “No one is touching you, but we will talk about it later.” I said as my hand slowly moved down her neck and settling on her top that I had removed not too long ago. A top that won’t have the same luck this time. I reached for it with both hands, ripping it off her body and making her bite her lips in anticipation. “I’m so mad, Angel.” I told her as I reached for the waistband of her tight jeans. “You know what that means?” I asked her. “Yes.” She panted as her hands
*Alberto’s POV* I got the sudden urge to pee, forcing me to wake up from the best fūcking sleep I have ever had. When my eyes opened, my angel’s beautiful sleeping face came into view, making me smile. Smile. I have been doing a lot of that since she came back into my life. I quickly made my way to the bathroom and grabbed my stiff cōck to pee. I hated peeing with a hard on. It was like shooting a three pointer. You are most likely to miss. Luckily, I didn’t miss this time. I immediately flushed the toilet and washed my hands before making it back to the bedroom. I stopped when I saw Isa’s naked body laying on my bed. Only one leg was covered by the sheets. I licked my lips as my mind replayed every single time I fūcked her yesterday. I had never fūcked so many times and felt the need to keep going like I did with her. Ten fūcking rounds. Ten. That didn’t even include our little sexcapade. I looked at my cōck, shaking my head. I was clearly ready to cūm some more. I walked over
*Alberto’s POV* It had been a while since I had been this pissed. But I had never been this pissed at my brother. I can’t believe him right now. There had to be something else. Something doesn’t seem quite right. “Capo, where to?” Edgardo asked me as I was approaching one of the SUVs. “Bruno’s.” I replied instantly before opening the door and helping Isa inside. As soon as I got in and closed the door behind us, Isa climbed on my lap. “What was that about, Padrino?” She asked, wrapping her arms around my neck. “What?” I asked with brows furrowed. “I told you that I would defend you.” “Yeah, but you basically told him that I’m yours to deal with now. Aren’t you worried that he will figure out that something is going on between us?” She asked me just as Edgardo got in the driver’s seat. “Dacci un momento.” (Italian for “Give us a moment.”) I told him as my hand reached Isa’s neck, caressing it gently. “Si, Capo.” He replied, getting out again and closing the door. “What—
*Unknown POV* “So, did Blanco agree or what?” I asked Ventura, making him sigh. “Of course, he did.” He replied, taking a puff of his cigar. “Good. With her out of the way—” “You know Mattias only agreed because we promised not to touch her.” He told me, making me tighten the hold around my glass of whiskey. “I know what we agreed. I’m not concerned about her. Unless she wants to fight me for her dad’s empire. Then I will have to get rid of my dear sister.” I said, chugging the contents of my drink before slamming it on my desk. “My nephew said he would take her away, so you won’t have to worry about getting rid of her.” He continued, making me roll my eyes. “Sure, sure.” I told him before standing up. “The other capos agreed to go to the casino to close the deal?” I asked him, leaning over his desk. “No. They are panicking because Blanco is snooping around.” He said, coughing a few times because of the smoke. “Useless fūckers. This will all end when I take over.” I sig