by Jolie Damman
He broke the kiss, and my eyes looked into his. “Basilio, what is going on?”
“I was an ass once again, and I came here to make it up for you.”
“What-” I was asking when he just dove his lips to mine and kissed me once more. I was surprised and shocked at the same time, but he didn’t notice those things. He only wanted me right now, and he was getting just that.
I began to unbutton his shirt, and once the last button was undone, he took off his shirt. My body came into contact with his bare, naked torso. He was so strong. When I saw him in the gym - spied on him, I corrected myself - I noticed how muscular he was, but feeling his body like this was something else.
I felt small, tiny, and so vulnerable. But I also felt safe. I was his captive girl, but that was… alright. Gosh, a couple of weeks ago I would have thought I was going crazy if such a thought had ever crossed my mind.
But with him and at this moment, that thought made sense. It was desirable. I was his now, more so than I had ever been.
His hands removed my shirt so fast I didn’t see it happening. When he tossed it over his chest, I understood what he just did. He didn’t only take it off me, he tore the fabric as if it was cheap and rotten.
I was shocked, but instead of being frightened, the feeling turned me on even more. This was the right man for me, and he was everything I ever wished for. I was realizing that only now, but it made sense. It all made sense to me.
“Hmmm, Gloria. You are so hot right now. I’m so fucking hungry,” he murmured.
His tone was so different from what it normally was. Something big was happening with him, and I knew what it was. He was finally letting everything out. He wasn’t holding anything back. All the feelings for me he contained for weeks were coming out, and they were hitting me with the force of a hurricane.
While we kissed, I unbuckled his belt and removed it from him. His pants fell to the floor, and he stepped out of them. I had never done what I was doing right now, and it all felt so new to me, but I knew more or less where this was going to.
And I couldn't even think about condoms right now. I didn’t know if he brought one, but I was hoping he did. The last thing I wanted was to get pregnant with a baby of his. That would complicate things so much.
But I was really, really getting ahead of myself right now. The fun was only starting.
He took off the rest of my clothes so fast I, once again, didn’t see it happening. He tore off my bra and panties, but with my pants, he was more gentle. He allowed me time and space to step out of them.
Just as quickly as he made me fully naked, he took off his underwear. He tossed it to the side, and then pulled me down to my bed.
My naked body could feel his like I never could before. We didn’t even come close to hugging one another before I had that conversation with him downstairs. It was all happening so fast, and I was beginning to think I was going to lose control of this.
I had only a glimpse of his cock before he produced a condom - and he did so quickly I thought he got it out of thin air - before putting it on his cock. And was it a big one. I didn’t think I had seen something quite like it in my life, not that I had seen many penises before…
He was all over me an instant after, and he was so hungry I thought I couldn’t breathe again. He kissed me, nibbled my earlobe, sucked my hard nipples, and made me his. I melted under his desire and wish to make this the most memorable moment of his life.
Everything was a confusion to me, and when I felt something coming in between my legs, I knew it was him. I gasped and opened my eyes so quickly I must have worried him.
He leaned down and whispered into my ear, “It will be alright. Everything will be alright.”
He pushed his erection into me, hard. He wasn’t going to be merciful to me right now. He knew I desired and wanted this so much. I was in love with him, and I needed nothing more than this.
My mind turned into a bliss as he devoured my womb with his cock. He was doing it so quickly I thought he was going to finish off soon, but he didn’t. He continued to make me his, turning this once cold room into something similar to a sauna one without the dense water vapor in the air.
I felt something alien happening to my groin. A pressure sensation in and around it began to become more intense. It grew and grew so quickly it made me a little terrified.
And then, it exploded. I felt my body rocking, and I moaned like I never did before in my life. It was almost as if a meteor had just come crashing down on my head and turned my whole world upside down.
Basilio pounded into me, hard. The bed creaked under our weight. I moaned so loud I felt my throat in pain. He continued his relentless assault, and it didn’t seem at all he was going to stop soon.
And he didn’t. Basilio continued to consume my womb, to turn me into his plaything. I moaned his name, asked him to make love to me harder, and demanded him to finish off when it was the right time.
Each time I moaned or seemed as if I wasn’t able to contain the overload of feelings that was assaulting my mind, he kissed my lips. His lips touched mine, again and again, making me feel so loved and desired.
I once thought he was a brute. Well, now I was thinking the opposite.
Basilio was only a brute when he needed to be and things got out of control for him. He had so much he was telling me right now with the way he was eating me.
And his dick eventually throbbed, and he finished off inside his condom. For a moment, I wished he wasn’t wearing it. But I was quickly reminded I shouldn’t get pregnant, and felt relieved he thought the same.
Despite our avalanche of emotions, he was in control of his thoughts. His eyes found mine, and I realized I didn’t need anyone else to make my life complete.
I caressed his cheek, and then he leaned down to kiss me once again.
He pulled out and spooned me before darkness enveloped my mind. Everything was and felt different. I had high hopes for what was going to happen from now on.
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Basilio
I woke up when she was still sleeping. She was sleeping like a rock, and I felt it would be wrong to wake her up right now. I sat on the edge of the bed and a wild thought crossed my mind. There was something I could make for her she was going to like.
I got off the bed and headed to the kitchen after getting dressed. I opened the door and was assaulted by the familiarity of having a normal morning. When was the last time I felt so relieved and happy?
It was as if my worries and problems didn’t matter one bit.
I got to the kitchen and didn’t find one cook in it. I checked my wristwatch and discovered that it wasn’t even six in the morning. No wonder nobody came to the kitchen yet.
I had the perfect opportunity to make her something real nice. I knew what her favorite breakfast was, and that was what I decided to make for her. Her eyes were going to sparkle with joy once she saw what I was going to bring to her bed.
Time passed, and it took me a bit longer than it should to make her breakfast. It had been a long time since I had to cook anything, and so it was no surprise I kind of lost my touch.
I rubbed the sweat on my forehead with my arm, and then picked up the platter. I put two plates on it, one for each of us. I was going to eat the same breakfast I made for her. I liked it as well.
I opened the door and my eyes laid on Gloria. She was already waking up, a smile forming on her angelic face.
Her eyes found me much before her nose sensed the smell in the air. They widened once she noticed what I was carrying. Gloria sat up on the bed, and I handed her one plate.
She looked down at it, surprised that I, of all people in this mansion, decided to make her breakfast. I could have asked someone to cook everything, but that wouldn’t have felt right.
“Basilio, you shouldn’t have bothered yourself…”
“It’s nothing. Just eat. I swear it’s not bad.”
She smirked. “Alright. I will give it a try.”
> She took a bite and chewed the food. My heart began to beat so fast. I wasn’t sure if she was going to like my cooking. I was hoping she would, but I couldn’t know that for sure.
She swallowed what she was chewing, and then smiled. “It’s good. Thanks for the breakfast, Basilio.”
“Well, don’t thank me before you’ve finished eating it all.”
Her smile widened, and she gave my cheek a peck. It was short, but it meant so much for me. We changed so much to each other in such a short amount of time, and now we were proper… lovers.
I didn’t know where this was taking me to, but I knew I was going to marry her, and the day that would happen was going to be one of the best in my life.
I finished eating my plate, and put it down on the nightstand. She finished her plate as well, and then said, “That was great. Thanks, Basilio. Now I can thank you, right?”
I smirked. “Yes, of course you can.”
She showed me the way. She taught me something important, and I was never going to forget it.
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Gloria
I kissed his cheek once again. “Good luck, and please… just tell me if you want to talk about it.”
He nodded. “I will tell you only what you can know. I don’t want to put you in danger.”
“I wouldn’t be in danger. I’m yours now, remember?”
He smirked, kissed me and then said, “Okay. Don’t worry about that. You will know it in due time. I got something I need to do right now.”
I gave him another kiss and he left, my mind wondering what my life was going to be like from now on.
I had him. He was my lover now. I didn’t know what was happening with my mind, but I was in love with him. He kept me captive, and I ended up falling in love with Basilio. How fucked up and… right that was at the same time?
It was almost too much, but it was the right thing to complete my life. I felt right, relieved, and in peace with not only myself, but also with everything. I knew his family was a piece of shit, but Basilio was different from them.
I laid my head down on the pillow and closed my eyes. So many things to think about, and I had nothing to worry about. Everything felt possible right now. I couldn’t think about one bad thing.
I knew that, one day, he would allow me to come and go from here because, by then, I would be his wife. The woman of one of the most powerful Mafia men in the whole world. Not something to make me think my life would be easy, but I had hoped I was going to make the life of my family something they would be proud of.
And they would be proud of me. They didn’t expect and didn’t think I would fall in love with my captor. That was something I would have to tell them, convince them that it was okay, and I knew I could do it.
I was just waiting to cherish their surprised looks on their faces. They wouldn’t see it coming.
Chapter 14
The Finger of Doubt
Gloria
Time passed. How much time? Enough to cement our relationship for good. There was nothing that could make us break apart right now. He was the man of my dreams.
Well, maybe not from my dreams. I never dreamed of loving Basilio, but I always wanted a guy like him. Strong, tough, but compassionate and kind to the people he cared about.
He didn’t only treat me like everyone else important to him, but also as if I was the only thing that truly mattered in his life. He was special, and I was the same to him. His loved one. The only one he could never live one day without.
I was in my bedroom when I heard someone knocking on the door. How strange. Who could it be at this time of the day? It was snowing outside, and I thought anybody would rather be in front of a fireplace, sipping from a cup of hot cocoa. I myself would rather be doing that right now.
Anyway, I headed to the door and opened it. My heart leaped when I saw none other than Editta, who had a serious look on her face. “Can I come in?” She asked.
“Of course…” I said, still feeling confused she was here. What did she want?
She got in and I closed the door. “Gloria, I have got something very important to tell you. It’s about Basilio.”
Oh, right. I always thought about asking her about what happened. But now that I was soon going to become his wife and had cleared all the doubts I had about him, doing that didn’t feel right anymore.
“Editta, I don’t think we need to discuss that anymore. I’m happy with him.”
Her eyes grew fiercer. “No, he doesn’t deserve you.”
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Gloria
I closed the door without knowing what to think about what just happened. She told me everything about him. What happened between her and Basilio… if it was all true, then… I didn’t know what to think of him anymore.
It wasn’t that I stopped being in love with him, but that there was a crack in our bond now. Editta didn’t bring any proof, but she also didn’t appear to be lying. What she said needed to be considered, and I was going to ask Basilio about it all.
Once he got here, I was going to ask him some difficult questions.
But there was also something else I needed to tend to right now. I headed out to the living room and made a call to Gino. He answered it, and I heard his voice, “Hello, who is this?”
“It’s me, Gloria. We need to talk.”
A short pause ensued. “Did something happen? Because I’m going to kill him if he laid a finger on you.”
Gino didn’t know about what happened here since that day. He had no idea I fell in love with Basilio. I had something very important I needed to tell him. He told me the information I gave to him that day had helped him quite a bit, after all.
“No, nothing of the sort happened. Just come here. We need to talk in person.”
“Alright. Do I have his permission?”
“Yes,” I said, lying.
Basilio wasn’t going to feel too mad about me allowing my brother to come here without his permission. I knew he wasn’t going to. If there was one thing I learned about him ever since becoming his lover, it was that he trusted me now.
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Basilio
This one mission was going to be a tough one. I thought I had already cracked it. I thought I now knew what to do to take down the Lettiere, but I wouldn’t know that for sure without attending this meeting I had with the Lettiere boss.
And they were making me wait before being able to talk to him. Me, the head of the Calabrese family here in New York had to wait until he was available. They said he was having a meeting with someone else, and to be honest, I didn’t care about that one bit.
I just needed to talk to him, and then I would have a pretty good idea of how to eliminate them without involving a massive shootout, even though I wished it would happen. I enjoyed killing men like him, after all.
One of my men approached me. I turned my attention to him, and he said, “Boss, Paolo wants to talk to you. He is on the phone.”
Paolo wanted to talk to me now? What did he have in mind? What was going on over there in my mansion? I knew he was there, so I also knew that something big was going on in that place.
And if he was calling me now, then it meant that he wasn’t playing around with me this time. He needed me to know about something very important.
I got up and headed to where the phone was. I picked it up and said, “Paolo, what is going on?”
“It’s Gloria. I think you are going to want to see this one for yourself.”
Gloria? What was she doing?
“If you are trying to play a joke on me right now, you can be dead sure you are going to regret it later.”
He chuckled. “Fine, I guess you don’t believe me. Well, you are going to miss out on something big, and you know that I’ve never really lied to you before.”
“That on itself is a lie. You’ve lied to me before many times.”
He chuckled once more. “There is a big difference between lying and withholding some information that
you didn’t need to know. I’m not doing any of those things right now.”
I bit my lower lip. Maybe he never truly lied to me before, but he was still not someone I could trust.
Still, I had been in here for a long time, waiting for the Lettiere boss to call me, and I was tired of doing that already. Whatever was going on with Gloria right now, it had to be important, and I needed to know if she was doing okay.
