*LORENZO*
My arms were around her exquisite figure, I was hugging her, and she was hugging me as if we were a couple that had known each other for a long time, I moved my head closer to her neck, and without thinking about it, my lips touched the skin of her neck, depositing a kiss, I didn't remove my lips from that place.And even less when I saw Dante's face, while I did it, my lips ran along his neck and from his mouth only moans could be heard, which were only perceived by me, that made me quite hard.
I smiled at the sight of Dante, and that's when the song stopped; I looked at Fiorella and said, "Would you like to go somewhere else? I promise I'll take care of you".
She looked at me confused but didn't look away from mine, she started to look around us, and I knew the panic was taking over her; my hand took her chin, and I lifted it so she could stare at me.
"It's your decision and no one else's; we won't do anything you don't want; I just wish I could talk to you somewhere else, without so many people in the way."
Fiorella took a deep breath and said with a slightly trembling voice, "Ok."
That caused a smile on my face; this was easier than I imagined, I took her hand, and we both walked towards the main entrance; I looked at Camilo and gave him the signal."Fiorella!"I heard Fabrizio say as he tried to approach us with no chance; my men had orders not to let anyone follow us.
I watched her brother approaching my little woman but stopped by some men. Still, his gaze did not take long to stray to where we were going, without putting any resistance; good girl, I thought in my mind so submissive, I was loving this side of her, so obedient.
And I won't hesitate to make the most of it when I'm making her mine......
We left the salon, and my car was already in front of us; I opened the door and took her hand to help her into it; Camilo walked over to receive my orders."I will take her to my cabin, I don't want anyone to follow us, but that doesn't mean that they can't find out that she will spend the night alone with me, take care of that, let everyone know that Fiorella Santelli is Lorenzo Razzo's property.""That will be done," he said and got into my car to start it.
A FEW MINUTES EARLIER IN THE LIVING ROOM
*FABRIZIO*
Everything was going perfectly, but while I was talking to some friends telling them the specs of the merchandise next to me.
My stupid sister happened to feel bad; I had to quickly hold her up to avoid falling over fainting in front of everyone and ruining my plans.
"Please, Fabrizio, this is too much, I need some air, or I'm going to pass out," were her words, damn the time it occurred to me, not to drug her if I had, this would be easier.
"My god, what I was missing, come on let's go to the terrace, so you can get some fresh air, there are still a lot of people to meet, don't even think about fainting," I told her, angry for having to put up with her weakness.
When we got to the terrace, she leaned on one of the pillars; I put in her hand a glass of champagne that I took from a waiter; I hope that relaxes her and calms her down, I can not afford that we have to leave because of her stupid state of health.
My cell phone rang, and when I saw that it was a message and Dante Mancini's name appeared on the screen, I got nervous, he was already there. I had promised him that I would bring Fiorella to try the merchandise.
I was sure that if I managed to tempt him with Fiorella, I could get more money out of him and still have my debt forgotten when I would be his future brother-in-law; it was around business I had in my hands, and I didn't plan to let anything spoil it.
My father was already fragile, and I did not suspect that he would use Fiorella as a bargaining chip; I took it upon myself to change the image I had of Dante, making him look like the perfect husband for my sister when the reality was different.
I knew from a very good source that Dante was very possessive with his women and liked to mistreat them a little, but Fiorella was very docile, she would learn to satisfy him, and he was crazy about her; that was my chance to close the deal and get him to forgive my debt.
"If you have to leave, go away; I need to stay here a little longer and breathe some fresh air; I promise I won't leave, I will wait for you," Fiorella told me, and I was considering the possibility, I had to talk to Dante first, tell him the clear conditions of how I would deliver my sister to him and what he would give me in return.
"Ok, but don't move from here, and I mean it, Fiorella, don't talk to anyone or get close to anyone; I will send your future husband to take care of you; I hope you behave as I expect with him, be nice very nice did you understand," I said waiting for my innocent little sister, to understand my words.
If Dante made a pass at her, it would be the perfect excuse to force him into everything I wanted to get, that pleased me all the more.
*FIORELLA*I was with my eyes closed, trying to calm down and feel better, when she hears a deep voice that made me jump a little from shock.
"Are you all right?" said a man who approached me and when I saw him I remembered that he was the same man from the restaurant that day, but what was he doing here.
"I'm sorry for scaring you; it wasn't my intention," he said, trying not to scare me, and by the tone of his voice, I could tell he meant it sincerely.
But I wish it had been that simple because of his sight and how imposing he looked in that suit; the only thing that made me more nervous was his presence and closeness.
"You feel good; you look a little pale; I can help you with something."
"I'm not used to this kind of party and being surrounded by so many people, I think it made me a little nervous," I said, trying not to look stupid, for this was my first party.
But before I could say anything else, he came closer to me and took my hand in his; he was taking my pulse, my god! His hands brushing my skin made me blush, my body temperature started to rise, and I felt excited; I couldn't stop looking at him like a schoolgirl.
"Your pulse is agitated; I make you nervous," he said, looking at me firmly.
Damn! He noticed when he saw my flushed cheeks, and as a reflection of my body, I pulled my hand away from his and took a step back.
*FIORELLA*"I think it's normal, I don't even know who you are, and my brother won't be long in coming back, he is quite protective, and he told me not to talk to anyone,"His gaze was anger-penetrating, strong as if he wanted to possess me; I don't know how to explain it, but in front of him, I felt protected, but at the same time, I knew I was in danger.In this place, nothing was what it seemed; no one was a white dove, everyone was disguised, and under those seductive looks, there werewolves, waiting for the right moment to attack you.My mind was wandering when I heard my name from his lips, and it brought me back to reality."Fiorella!" he said in such a seductive way.
*Fiorella* After that kiss and that feeling that was driving me crazy, he said, "Would you like to go somewhere else? I promise I'll take care of you". I looked at him, confused; I didn't know what to tell him. I hesitated; my gaze went all around us. I was afraid that Fabrizio would appear or my father; his hand took my chin and lifted it towards him. "It's your decision and no one else's; we won't do anything you don't want; I would just like to be able to talk to you somewhere else, without so many people around." I took a deep breath and said with my voice a little shaky, "Okay." He smiled when he heard my answer, held my hand, and we both walked towards the main entrance, but that tranquility
*FIORELLA*Lorenzo stopped in front of his car and held out his hand to guide me; it was so dark that I couldn't see anything."Don't be afraid, you are with me, nothing will happen to you," he said, very sure of himself, and I didn't doubt it, but the problem would be, who will save me from him?We both walked, and I felt something firm under my slippers; Lorenzo took out some keys and opened the door of what looked like a cabin, we entered, and everything was too dark."Wait for me here, don't move," said Lorenzo, and I didn't think to do it; I couldn't even move.Suddenly the light came on, and I was surprised by the place where we were; it was a huge cabin, rustic but with e
*FIORELLA*"You are so fucking beautiful," he said as he continued kissing me.His hand found the zipper of my dress and began to pull it down while his fingers caressed my back seductively; my breath hitched; this was too much, I felt his cock brushing against my entrance, and I knew that if I didn't stop him, I would give myself to him completely."Lorenzo! ..... Please!...it's too much, I can't ...." I moaned between moans, and my breathing was so agitated that I could hardly speak.He moved to my neck and kept kissing me, but he miraculously stopped; I could feel his chest rising quickly as if he was about to finish a marathon."You don't know how hard it is for me to hold back, but this time it will be like you want; we'll just sleep together," Lorenzo said.My eyes popped out, and I sat on the bed, still hanging on my chest, "we will sleep together.....en in the same bed...." I
*LORENZO* "Stop, Lorenzo, please, don't kill him," she said, screaming. "You think I should listen to your sister? I've killed more men for less than what you just did; nobody lays a hand on my woman," I said, furious, and I approached him and said furiously. "And your sister, you fucking asshole, she is my woman now, just because she asks me to, I won't put a bullet in your fucking head this instant, but just put a hand on her again, breathe near her and bother her, please make my life easier and give me an excuse to erase you from the face of the earth." "I warn you, Fabrizio, don't challenge me; my patience has a limit I said as I approached Fiorella and saw her face turning red from the slap her brother had given her. "What's going on here? Fiorella mia figlia ...." said Don Giuseppe as he approached my beautiful Fiorella. Seeing her reddened face, he looked at me with anger as he saw her fa
*FIORELLA*It's been more than an hour that Lorenzo was in the office talking with Papa and Fabrizio. I can only hear the screams, and I know it's impossible that this situation ends well; being 3 men of strong character, I fear the worst.That feeling disappears when I hear someone knocking on my door, "Come in...".Seeing who opened the door, I let out a sigh, and my hand automatically went to my heart; I didn't even realize I was holding my breath, "Fiorella..." said Lorenzo and entered my room.I immediately ran into his arms; I don't know why but I needed to be close to him; I didn't even know why.He hugged me tightly, and his hand caressed my hair while I put my face on his chest." I think I told you not to worry about any of this because I had everything under control," he said as he lifted my chin with his hand."I'm sorry, I can't help it; what happened?" I asked him immedi
*LORENZO*Giuseppe informed me that Fiorella was already aware of everything. Obviously, she was furious, with good reason it is not easy to find out that your family wanted to sell you and that she would end up married to someone like me.Although she doesn't want to, she will have to accept the reality, and that is the only option Fiorella has now, to be the future Mrs. Razzo, my wife. As such, she will have to satisfy all my needs; I know perfectly well that she won't have to make an effort.FUCK!, just thinking about her makes my dick hard in my pants; I have to speed everything up and marry her as soon as possible; I don't think I can wait any longer; I want to have her in my bed every night.I want to wake up with her scent on my pillow, touch her whenever I want, have her whenever I want; I will go over every part of her body, explore every centimeter until I make her mine completely.But first, I m
*FIORELLA* "Mia cara figlia, per favore" said my father pleading with me, but I would not change my mind. "No Papa, if this wedding is a business for Lorenzo, an engagement party is not necessary; I will not stage an event where he will benefit; if he wants a wedding to show off a wife, let him be the one to organize it," I said furiously. "Fiorella, you are behaving like a capricious child, and I don't think that will please Lorenzo; I beg you again, try to please him and be the daughter I know you are." "What?, now it turns out that I have to please him in everything; who the hell does he think he is." "He is the Italian Mafia Boss; a lot is expected of him, and being his future wife, the same is expected of you," Papa said, looking at me. "I'm very sorry, but I'm not going to be a porcelain doll that will be sitting around just so he can show me off; I'm not going to change my tempe