Alessia Romero------"How well do you know the boss?" I was busy swiveling on Doctor Lucia's seat with my head pushed behind. My eyes rested on the white-painted ceiling of her clinic.She was occupied with doing some tests on the blood she had drawn out of my veins. I had hesitated to do that but she mentioned if I didn't agree to what she was instructed, it was to put her in trouble. I wasn't ready to put her or anyone in trouble."Not a lot. What is it that you want to know?" She asked. I could hear some beeping sounds overlapping in the room. They were emerging from hospital machines that were at work."A lot." I stopped swinging. "I want to have something that will give me a lead as to what the deal was. What does he love the most?"Lucia chuckled. "He loves perfection." She said. "He loved the dog and..." She hesitated. "...he loves his job.""Killing?" I asked as I sat up to face her."You know, maybe you should try to see him differently. Not like a killer and there, you will

Rodion Konstantin----somigliareI was perched on a wooden seat as I watched keenly the rotund man in an expensive midnight six-piece suit. Romero Da'vinci. He resembled her, I could see her eyes in his, her nose was almost of his shape, and the way he would blink twice at once, it was easy to see Alessia in him.That though was not something to hallelujah at, they had few things in contrast and one was an act of impatience. She was patient, unlike her father. I hated impatient people."There is no such a name in my bank records.""Look again!" I ordered the father of a woman I had in my wings. The two had some important things in my life, who would have thought that a father and his daughter would be a source of the end of the Lazza problems?"Nothing.""For fuck sake, look again!" I roared as I messed up my posture and leaned closer to the table. "Having had a Gallo in your records means that there are high chances of having him!"He sighed, that too was something I noticed that Al

Alessia Romero-----dimoraI had the troll ready with his dinner. He had arrived a few minutes ago in the mansion and that was like a call for my daily duty.Spending a day without his presence meant more sleep for me. I spent most of the day in the dormitory, it was also a way to avoid meeting with Romeo as I wandered around.Sleeping most of the time during the day meant I could sit down all night in his room. I didn't care about spending a night in his room and doing what the lion had been ordering me to do. One day when I meet him, I will probably slap him.As I left the west wing to join the east wing,

Mature scene aheadAlessia Romero----gemito"You...you are drunk," I stuttered as I tried to muffle the moans threatening to erupt through my lips. "Are you gonna hurt me?"He looked so lost. He never responded, rather he hauled me from the floor. My legs straddled his waist and there, he began walking away from the mirror. His mighty hands were clamped against my arched back, my fleshy breasts were in his view.My fingers sank into his masculine shoulders as he aggressively kissed my neck.After a moment, I felt my back being rested on the soft warm bed. He hovered over me then resumed kissing every inch of my skin. The kisses felt so heavy, as though he aimed to leave marks on my skin.He slid his hands to my arse and kneaded them roughly. Sure enough, my skin had his finger marks inked on me. Soft moans erupted from my throat.He captured my nipple with his fingers and commenced pinching it agonizingly. His mouth invaded the other breast where he began sucking me, he bit, flipped

Rodion Konstantin —------------I'm not drunk!I kept urging myself but clearly, I was not thinking straight. Killing a woman was another code I broke. I made the Lazza codes only to break them one by one.I sank onto a couch in my room, drinking again even after being driven home. Matteo noticed my drunken state and took care of everything.A low jazz song was playing in the background but it felt like noise to me. I grabbed a remote and turned it off. The silence rained.I could hear my breaths and the way I would swallow the drink. Alessia's words sabotaged me."And to those who are strong, heartless and powerful like you, what do you gain? Loneliness? Do you even know what real life is? How does it taste? All you do is to kill, money, kill, money oh, and not to forget, you also c