ADRIANO It was becoming more and more apparent that the Sangue Nero were growing more and more balls. They had landed two attacks on the Lato Oscuro clubs and had kidnapped some of the women working in the one of their whorehouses.  The situation was getting out of control and Adriano felt like he looked weak. He looked like he wasn’t capable of controlling the situation and that frustrated him. &nb

ISMERALDA She woke up to the sun shining brightly on her face. She had promised herself that she would not sleep in any other room aside from the one she shared with her husband but what Adriano had shown her on his computer had overwhelmed her. She had never seen or heard anything like it before. It was psychopathic how people actually got arousal from pain being inflicted on them. She figured that there must be something about it that made them happy. She was scared and horrified by it but at the same time, she was also very curious and intrigued. How does a person find pleasure in pain? She pushed away all thoughts of the BDSM or whatever it was called out of her mind and got out of bed. She went downstairs to get some coffee because the sleep hadn’t fully cleared from her eyes. When she got there, she saw that Adriano was sitting at the island having breakfast and weirdest of all, he was wearing sweatpants and a plain white t-shirt. It was highly unusual that he wasn’t at work

ADRIANO He woke up early as usual and instead of going to take a shower and get ready for work like he usually did, he laid a bit longer and stared at his wife. She looked at peace in her sleep state and for some reason, the sight made him feel a warm feeling in his chest. Everything that happened between last night was only just a start of the world he was about to bring her into. A world that was filled with pain and pleasure. He allowed himself to bring her into only that one aspect of his dark world. Ismeralda didn’t understand that even though she was his wife, there were certain things that he wouldn’t bring anybody into. There were things about him that only him would ever know. The only person who even knew just a little bit about it was Julio and that was because he had been a witness to some of it. Some of those experiences had shaped the person who had become. He was a beast, monster that could not be tamed. He couldn’t remember what it was like to have a heart of wh