Enzo and Fiorella are still arguing. "Really, Fiorella? this is all you have to say, I don't understand you anymore, sometimes you act like you hate him and other times you act like you care about him, why are you being capricious!" Enzo yells. "I am not being capricious, I am only saying that what you did is quite nasty from your own side, you know that he won't even be able to testify or recall whatever he had done, the court might even postpone everything," Fiorella yells back, even though that isn't her real reason for scolding him. "I have helped you since we met, I have always been there for you, you always wanted justice for those who killed your father, you wanted the murderers to rot in jail for the rest of their lives but now you are like someone else," Enzo shouts. "Maybe I think he has brainwashed you or maybe the acrobatic sex has set you off, that's why you can't seem to forget…" A slap lands on his cheek cutting him off. "Acrobatic what?" Fiorella yells. "Yes I
"I know everything Fiorella, I found out about it, I know that you are perfectly aware of the fact that I killed your father." Tito mutters. Fiorella is staring at him dumbstruck, she never imagined that he could be this cunny, he has fooled her so well. "You never lost your memory?" Fiorella said like a question. Tito sighs. "I never lost my memories, I remember you and the kids," Fiorella gasps in shock, she closes her eyes and a fake laugh escapes from her. "You mean that, this was an act, you were only pretending, huh? It was all a show so you can maybe kill me like you killed my father?""Why did you never tell me anything? Why did you hide the fact that you knew about it?""Are you really asking me these absurd and useless questions, I should be asking you, you bastard! You killed my father and you hid it from me, you looked me in the face everyday, kissed my lips, we fûcking had s*x and you still never cared to apologise or confess your crimes?" Fiorella yells and pulls dow
"W-why is there blood?" Fiorella stutters in tears. She doesn't comprehend anything, it's impossible she can't be pregnant. Luca ignores her question and crosses her arm over his neck, he suddenly carries her up in bridal style. "Ouch!" Fiorella whimpers and holds on to him, those in the bar hardly pay attention to them. Luca doesn't mind the blood, he rushes out of the bar and takes her to the hospital in his car. ___Signora Aria is still waiting restlessly for a call from the assassin she hired. She goes to the sitting room and stays there drinking from the white wine she was served. "Call me…" Signora Ginvera snorts and sips her wine anxiously. Her phone rings and she answers immediately. "Is she dead yet!" "No, Signora she isn't, not yet though, I wanted to poison her at the bar but then she started bleeding for no reason, I had to act like a good Samaritan and take her to the polyclinic," He complains. "Do your job Luca, that is why I hired you, to get rid of Fiorella o
Luca is about to pierce the syringe into the drip bag when Zelmira bursts into the room. "What are you doing?" Zelmira yells, Luca swiftly turns to her. Zelmira makes a move and attacks him with her bag, the syringe in his hand drops. "B*tch!" Luca tells and tries punching her but Zelmira ducks it, she hits him on the neck from behind. Luca staggers forward but doesn't fall, he turns and raises his leg so high to kick her head but Zelmira surprisingly catches his leg and hits it hard against the iron part of the bed, that his ankle makes a cracking sound. "Aah!" He groans and falls to the floor holding his feet in pain. Zelmira sneers and wipes the beads of sweat that have already formed on her forehead. Luca thinks it's better for him to escape instead of fighting with her, he is not afraid of her but he didn't bring a gun with him, he guessed that the mission would be an easy task but now he realises he made a big mistake by making assumptions. He gets up, Zelmira tries holdi
After making her moan and scream in tears, Laura still doesn't want him to stop. She loves this animalistic side of him, not the gentle, timid, good and hypocritical Dante but the real one, the devil inside him, that's what she loves and wants to manifest. "Faster...Dan...te!!!"He continues fûcking her ãsshole till it becomes red in the middle. "Yeah" Dante groans. "Aww" Dante finally pulls out of her ãss, he splashes his spêrm on her ãss and moans out. "God," Laura releases a loud moan and sighs. Dante falls by her side and covers his sêx with the duvet, he groans a bit and wipes off the beads of sweat on his forehead and face. Laura lays down flat on the bed but doesn't change positions, her bõõbs are still facing the bed, she touches his chest and smiles. "I loved it," She sniffs, she moves close to him and places her head on his chest, he covers her up too. "So what's our next step?" Laura asks and draws invisible lines on his chest. "To get Fiorella into our trap," Dante
Fiorella's POVHearing of his death was horrible, I know that I never loved Lorenzo more than a friend but he had always been there for me, when I needed a someone to investigate my father's case he was the one ready to take up the job without being paid for it, he had always been a sweetheart and a good friend. "I'm sorry, I thought you knew about it," Tito apologised, I didn't stare at his face because deep down I sensed that he was happy about it but I couldn't jump onto such conclusions, he looked sincere now, he was trying to turn a new leaf and I acknowledge that. I palmed my face and cried. It was so unfortunate that we didn't part ways on good terms. I couldn't thank him enough or appreciate his good deeds. It hurts that I couldn't reciprocate his love and now I won't be able to tell him these wonderful things again. "Hey, stop crying, it's not good for the baby," Tito mutters, consoling me but it was not helping. "I am just too shocked, I...saw him... I don't understand a
Fiorella's POVHe kissed my belly and I touched his soft hair, he rise up himself and kissed my lips deeply not minding that Signora Ginvera was staring at us, I didn't break the kiss either, I missed his lips a lot, that vanilla tastes that make my hormones go wide, if we continued like this, I think I will ask him for sêx here and now, I am already feeling wet. I quickly broke the kiss and took my bottom swollen lower lip in. "I miss the kids, let's go see them fast, I miss them a whole lot," Tito smiled and quickly kissed me again. I smiled widely and turned to where Signora Ginvera was and she was no where to be found. 'Where did she go? "I thought. "Is everything okay?" Tito asked with a smile on his face. "Everything is fine, let's leave here," I smiled and entwined my hands with his before pulling him out. We followed the backdoor available in the court where there were no press. They both entered into the car and Shawnte was already in the car. "Boss," Shawnte smiled.
"Yes!" Fiorella yelps, she feels on top of the moon right now. Tito knows he hit her hard, he pulls out his dîck a bit and prevents it from going too far. "I like it like that… darn it!" Tito kisses, raises up her hips with his hands and his dîck goes deeper but doesn't hit her G-spot. "Ash, my love…" "My queen…" He kisses her lips, stopping her from moaning any louder, He opens up and she moans directly into his mouth, his balls slap against her flesh as their sêx organs meet. "Fûck!!!" She is reaching her climax, the more he slams into her vâgîna, the more her G-spot swells inside. "I'm cûmming, damn!" Fiorella whimpers as he thrusts deeply again. "Don't yet, hold it in," He commands and plunges his teeth into her neck, that's a sweet bite, she squealed. His thrusts grew harder and deeper . Maybe he really takes her word seriously and has forgotten about the baby. "E-easy," She cries out, she can feel a liquid rush coming out of her pûssy but she's holding it in. "I can'