Mafia's Arranged Princess Bride - Chapter 12: Chapter 12
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Nico
“Your room is ready.” I clap my hands and a different woman comes in, she’s in her mid-forties, I know because I personally hired her. Her hair is slicked back and a bun is at the base of her head. She’s wearing all black, a pants suit with a red button-down shirt and high heels. I’d guess they’re a pair of Louboutin heels. She looks well-presented and put together as always.
“Aurora show our guest to her quarters and make sure that Maxim is outside at all times.”
“As you wish, Nico.” She runs her hand over my shoulder my eyes do not waver from Lucky’s. Is that a hint of jealousy I see as she narrows her eyes assessing the situation? She needn’t worry, Aurora is one of my closest detail, she’s a killer, an assassin. She came to me looking for work fifteen years ago and never left. I like her by my side, she can be disarming when I take her to meeting with her cheekbones so high they could cut glass, her narrow well-defined nose and her arched eyebrows. One day she will leave me, when she has no need to work since I pay her extremely well. Nowadays she escorts me to dinners, balls and the such like events, although with Lucky soon to be my wife, I will keep Aurora to the side to accompany me from a distance. I have male detail, but Aurora is a super shot, she is a trained sniper and I trust her with my life. But this look on Lucky’s face, the way a blush creeps up from her chest to her neck, this is telling me she has the little green-eyed monster going on. Thus, I stroke Aurora’s hand she looks down at me and smiles.
“Will there be anything else, Nico?” She asks. I resist temptation, the two of them together would be a wild night, only something tells me in the pit of my stomach that Lucky Gianluca would not be the kind of woman who would want to share me. Even though she likes multi partners sometimes from what my men bring me back. I’ve seen the photos the little whore. For some reason she is now glowering at us both.
“Not tonight, you may retire for the evening when she is in her rooms.”
“Very well.” She whistles with both her fingers in her mouth. I hear the pitter patter of dog nails on the marble floor and turn to see my baby come in. My Mastiff comes bounding in, the little bundle of energy that he is currently at just four months’ old. He comes to my legs and stands on his hind legs to get to me. “Down Kratos. Sit.” I command. The small, pudgy dog sits and pants, his tongue hanging out. “Now up.” He jumps up and makes a show of licking my face. Lucky raises her eyebrows.
“Kratos? The Greek God of strength?”
“Yes. Good to know you are well versed on the Gods and mythology, Gianluca. That girl’s school seems to have at least educated you.” I pat my dogs head; he settles on my lap. Displays of affection with him come easy unlike with women. They always want something, Kratos merely wants my love, time and affection and for him I will lay down and die if it were necessary.
“I am more educated than you think, Santangelo. You bore me to tears. I want to go to my room and give me my mobile back.” I had taken it from her earlier so she couldn’t call anyone when we were in the car on the way over. I take it from my pants pocket and slide it across the table, if I touch her again, I’ll come undone. She is too much for me, that she has proven with her provocative body, the lust and desire that burned in her eyes when I had her pinned and felt the heat from her pussy on my leg. I can still feel where she has been.
Kratos is settled, I stroke his head, it is soothing. “Aurora take her now.” I dismiss Lucky Gianluca with a wave of my hand. It is now nearly one in the morning. I watch as she sashays her hips, I know what the bitch is doing, she is taunting me. It’s all I can do to not grab her arm and pull her into me. Later in my room, I will take my cock in my hand and masturbate thinking about her, the way her hips are shaped, ripe, and perfect for having children, the dip in her lower back, the creaminess of her skin and those pouty lips, that I want to kiss until they bleed. My dick springs into action but first I need to make a call.
“Anthony any news?”
“No not yet. Cyber are working on it, there is nothing from the cameras.”
“Who has had access to the safe tonight? Have you questioned everyone?”
“Of course we have, what do you take us for amateurs. Fuck’s sake Nico.” I hear my eldest brother exhaling at the other end. He must be tired they’ve been there for hours. “The only people in and out of there have been one of us. And nobody has run out with a stash of cash on them. It’s bewildering to say at the fucking least. How can anyone take the money and not be seen? It’s not like it’s small fry.”
“Check the cameras again. Make sure they haven’t been tampered with. You know how easy it is to fuck with them. Someone has been in and out of that safe. I want them fucking dead.” I roar and take a long drink of my Whiskey that has appeared on the table in front of me. Kratos looks up at me, I soothe him.
“Nico, we are on it. As soon as we have something for you, I’ll let you know.”
“Has anyone caught up with our fucking dick brother yet?”
“Nobody has seen Dario or heard from him since this morning. God only knows which den he is in probably fucking wasted as usual.”
“Find him.” I am seething, we have always had problems with Dario, nothing changes. One day he’ll be found dead with a needle hanging from his arm. It makes me shudder, so young a life, just twenty-nine and wasted for the last thirteen years on and off. Nothing works to keep him clean and off the streets. He hangs with scum. If I had my way, I’d tie him to a bed post and keep him guarded but you can’t treat a human like that. We have thrown millions at rehab for him, counselling you name it we have tried it, but nothing seems to work. I sigh, rake my hand through my hair and think of the woman upstairs laying in the guest suite. I wonder if she has undressed and is naked under the cool, silk sheets.
“Night, Nico. And get some rest, you look tired, and you have a wedding coming up.”
“Don’t fucking remind me, if I didn’t need her family, I’d never marry the woman. She is already driving me to distraction.” I hear my brother laugh on the other end of the phone.
“Sure, Nico. A woman like that she’s gonna bust your balls and hold them tight. You think you’re in charge, Nico you ain’t seen nothing yet.” I end the call I don’t need to listen to more of his shit talk. I am the one in charge here, not Lucky Gianluca.
I nudge Kratos gently, he jumps down and waits for me to stand. I place my whiskey crystal glass down on the table and click my finger for Kratos to follow me. He walks in step with me then bounds up the sweeping staircase that spans to the left and the right. At the top I stop, Kratos watches me. If I turn left and continue, I will be at her suite of rooms. I could let myself in and take her, she is mine now after all, she will have to succumb. Only, I don’t want to just take her, I want that woman to beg me to take her.
I turn right and head to the end passing six double doors each with their own bedroom suite and bathrooms behind, offering views of my extensive property, and a garden that is modelled on the gardens of Versailles. No expense has been spared at my main residence, it is my sanctuary it is my palace and one day soon, I will be The King of all of New York City.
My detail Romanov is by the door, he opens it for me moving his gun out of the way that he carries over his chest. I nod by way of greeting and enter my suite. I do not wait any longer, my dick thinking about Lucky Gianluca is throbbing and aching. I head straight for the bathroom and strip my clothes off me as if they were on fire. Kratos has jumped on the bed. I step into the shower and allow warm water to spread down my body under the rain shower head, my hair sticks to my neck, and I enjoy the sensation of it running down between my shoulder blades.
I press up my left hand against the shower wall and begin pumping my cock with my right hand. My balls tingle, they’re tight as fuck and I am ready to explode like a damn sixteen-year-old kid, like the first time I ever had sex. I try to contain myself but the thought of sucking on her perfect nipples, her cream as silk skin taunts and teases me, the way her pussy would taste of sugar and honey, sweet and delicious makes me pump my cock harder and faster. My legs begin to tremble as I imagine Lucky down in front of me on her knees, my cock ramming in and out of her mouth not caring if she gags on its size. Filling her up with my cream until she gags and gags, her long fingers digging into my upper thighs as I fuck and ride her face so fast and hard.
My release comes shocking the hell out of me as my balls tingle, my spine feels like it’s aching as the orgasm waves over me, up through my root and explodes against the shower wall. I stay with my head rested on my left forearm, my breathing is heavy and laboured, my heart is racing. Fuck Lucky Gianluca, fuck her to hell and back for making me come undone in my own damn hand.
“Your room is ready.” I clap my hands and a different woman comes in, she’s in her mid-forties, I know because I personally hired her. Her hair is slicked back and a bun is at the base of her head. She’s wearing all black, a pants suit with a red button-down shirt and high heels. I’d guess they’re a pair of Louboutin heels. She looks well-presented and put together as always.
“Aurora show our guest to her quarters and make sure that Maxim is outside at all times.”
“As you wish, Nico.” She runs her hand over my shoulder my eyes do not waver from Lucky’s. Is that a hint of jealousy I see as she narrows her eyes assessing the situation? She needn’t worry, Aurora is one of my closest detail, she’s a killer, an assassin. She came to me looking for work fifteen years ago and never left. I like her by my side, she can be disarming when I take her to meeting with her cheekbones so high they could cut glass, her narrow well-defined nose and her arched eyebrows. One day she will leave me, when she has no need to work since I pay her extremely well. Nowadays she escorts me to dinners, balls and the such like events, although with Lucky soon to be my wife, I will keep Aurora to the side to accompany me from a distance. I have male detail, but Aurora is a super shot, she is a trained sniper and I trust her with my life. But this look on Lucky’s face, the way a blush creeps up from her chest to her neck, this is telling me she has the little green-eyed monster going on. Thus, I stroke Aurora’s hand she looks down at me and smiles.
“Will there be anything else, Nico?” She asks. I resist temptation, the two of them together would be a wild night, only something tells me in the pit of my stomach that Lucky Gianluca would not be the kind of woman who would want to share me. Even though she likes multi partners sometimes from what my men bring me back. I’ve seen the photos the little whore. For some reason she is now glowering at us both.
“Not tonight, you may retire for the evening when she is in her rooms.”
“Very well.” She whistles with both her fingers in her mouth. I hear the pitter patter of dog nails on the marble floor and turn to see my baby come in. My Mastiff comes bounding in, the little bundle of energy that he is currently at just four months’ old. He comes to my legs and stands on his hind legs to get to me. “Down Kratos. Sit.” I command. The small, pudgy dog sits and pants, his tongue hanging out. “Now up.” He jumps up and makes a show of licking my face. Lucky raises her eyebrows.
“Kratos? The Greek God of strength?”
“Yes. Good to know you are well versed on the Gods and mythology, Gianluca. That girl’s school seems to have at least educated you.” I pat my dogs head; he settles on my lap. Displays of affection with him come easy unlike with women. They always want something, Kratos merely wants my love, time and affection and for him I will lay down and die if it were necessary.
“I am more educated than you think, Santangelo. You bore me to tears. I want to go to my room and give me my mobile back.” I had taken it from her earlier so she couldn’t call anyone when we were in the car on the way over. I take it from my pants pocket and slide it across the table, if I touch her again, I’ll come undone. She is too much for me, that she has proven with her provocative body, the lust and desire that burned in her eyes when I had her pinned and felt the heat from her pussy on my leg. I can still feel where she has been.
Kratos is settled, I stroke his head, it is soothing. “Aurora take her now.” I dismiss Lucky Gianluca with a wave of my hand. It is now nearly one in the morning. I watch as she sashays her hips, I know what the bitch is doing, she is taunting me. It’s all I can do to not grab her arm and pull her into me. Later in my room, I will take my cock in my hand and masturbate thinking about her, the way her hips are shaped, ripe, and perfect for having children, the dip in her lower back, the creaminess of her skin and those pouty lips, that I want to kiss until they bleed. My dick springs into action but first I need to make a call.
“Anthony any news?”
“No not yet. Cyber are working on it, there is nothing from the cameras.”
“Who has had access to the safe tonight? Have you questioned everyone?”
“Of course we have, what do you take us for amateurs. Fuck’s sake Nico.” I hear my eldest brother exhaling at the other end. He must be tired they’ve been there for hours. “The only people in and out of there have been one of us. And nobody has run out with a stash of cash on them. It’s bewildering to say at the fucking least. How can anyone take the money and not be seen? It’s not like it’s small fry.”
“Check the cameras again. Make sure they haven’t been tampered with. You know how easy it is to fuck with them. Someone has been in and out of that safe. I want them fucking dead.” I roar and take a long drink of my Whiskey that has appeared on the table in front of me. Kratos looks up at me, I soothe him.
“Nico, we are on it. As soon as we have something for you, I’ll let you know.”
“Has anyone caught up with our fucking dick brother yet?”
“Nobody has seen Dario or heard from him since this morning. God only knows which den he is in probably fucking wasted as usual.”
“Find him.” I am seething, we have always had problems with Dario, nothing changes. One day he’ll be found dead with a needle hanging from his arm. It makes me shudder, so young a life, just twenty-nine and wasted for the last thirteen years on and off. Nothing works to keep him clean and off the streets. He hangs with scum. If I had my way, I’d tie him to a bed post and keep him guarded but you can’t treat a human like that. We have thrown millions at rehab for him, counselling you name it we have tried it, but nothing seems to work. I sigh, rake my hand through my hair and think of the woman upstairs laying in the guest suite. I wonder if she has undressed and is naked under the cool, silk sheets.
“Night, Nico. And get some rest, you look tired, and you have a wedding coming up.”
“Don’t fucking remind me, if I didn’t need her family, I’d never marry the woman. She is already driving me to distraction.” I hear my brother laugh on the other end of the phone.
“Sure, Nico. A woman like that she’s gonna bust your balls and hold them tight. You think you’re in charge, Nico you ain’t seen nothing yet.” I end the call I don’t need to listen to more of his shit talk. I am the one in charge here, not Lucky Gianluca.
I nudge Kratos gently, he jumps down and waits for me to stand. I place my whiskey crystal glass down on the table and click my finger for Kratos to follow me. He walks in step with me then bounds up the sweeping staircase that spans to the left and the right. At the top I stop, Kratos watches me. If I turn left and continue, I will be at her suite of rooms. I could let myself in and take her, she is mine now after all, she will have to succumb. Only, I don’t want to just take her, I want that woman to beg me to take her.
I turn right and head to the end passing six double doors each with their own bedroom suite and bathrooms behind, offering views of my extensive property, and a garden that is modelled on the gardens of Versailles. No expense has been spared at my main residence, it is my sanctuary it is my palace and one day soon, I will be The King of all of New York City.
My detail Romanov is by the door, he opens it for me moving his gun out of the way that he carries over his chest. I nod by way of greeting and enter my suite. I do not wait any longer, my dick thinking about Lucky Gianluca is throbbing and aching. I head straight for the bathroom and strip my clothes off me as if they were on fire. Kratos has jumped on the bed. I step into the shower and allow warm water to spread down my body under the rain shower head, my hair sticks to my neck, and I enjoy the sensation of it running down between my shoulder blades.
I press up my left hand against the shower wall and begin pumping my cock with my right hand. My balls tingle, they’re tight as fuck and I am ready to explode like a damn sixteen-year-old kid, like the first time I ever had sex. I try to contain myself but the thought of sucking on her perfect nipples, her cream as silk skin taunts and teases me, the way her pussy would taste of sugar and honey, sweet and delicious makes me pump my cock harder and faster. My legs begin to tremble as I imagine Lucky down in front of me on her knees, my cock ramming in and out of her mouth not caring if she gags on its size. Filling her up with my cream until she gags and gags, her long fingers digging into my upper thighs as I fuck and ride her face so fast and hard.
My release comes shocking the hell out of me as my balls tingle, my spine feels like it’s aching as the orgasm waves over me, up through my root and explodes against the shower wall. I stay with my head rested on my left forearm, my breathing is heavy and laboured, my heart is racing. Fuck Lucky Gianluca, fuck her to hell and back for making me come undone in my own damn hand.
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