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" I'm glad you're already here, " he said in broken English. - That boy a long time

waited for you.

Suddenly there were loud gunshots around me, and I snuggled into my shoulder

Massimo. I looked sideways nervously, looking for the source of noise, but there was only one around

amazing nature.

" Don't be afraid, dear, " Massimo said, putting his arm around me. - Nobody today

will not die. Come, I'll teach you how to shoot.

He led me through a beautiful house, and I tried to understand what was just for me

He said. Shoot? I'm pregnant and he wants me to shoot? He doesn't let me alone

lift even a heavier bag, and now suddenly I have to shoot. We've gone through all of them

rooms, overlooking the back of the house. I was stunned.

" Oh fuck, like in movies, " Olga said, standing next to me and grabbing my hand.

Massimo and Domenico burst out laughing at the sight.

- And where are our brave and persistent Slavs?

" They stayed at home, " I said, turning to them. - What are we doing here?

- We want to teach you how to use a weapon. - Black put his arm around me

and hugged tightly. " I think you need it, and even if you never need it, it is. "

it's a great way to relax, you'll see.

At that moment another shot was fired and I jumped up in horror

and I buried my head in Black's cage.

" I don't want to, " I whispered. - I'm afraid.

Massimo took my face gently in his hands and kissed him gently.

- Honey, it usually scares us what we do not know, but calmly. I consulted it

with your doctor and shooting is just as dangerous to you as playing chess. Come.

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After a dozen or so minutes and a few deep breaths I stood with headphones on,

watching Black pick up his weapon. Don Matteo stood next to me, holding my arm

as if he was afraid that I would need support.

Massimo stood on his legs wide apart and loaded cartridges into the Glock pistol

9 mm caliber. He was not wearing headphones, instead of protective glasses

Porshe aviators. He looked manly, wonderful, captivating and so sexy that I was ready

kneel before him and make him a cane. Suddenly his today's outfit gained a whole new sense

and it came together when he was holding a gun. I was not scared of this sight anymore, it just turned me on

and took away the ability to think logically. Dangerous, imperious, brutal and mine; in the lower abdomen

butterflies danced and blood rumbled in my head, I was horny. God, how simple it is

I thought, he doesn't have to do anything, and I look at him and my legs are made of cotton wool.

He nodded to the elderly man next to me, took a deep breath, and fired

seventeen bullets at such a speed that single shots merged into one bang. put down

weapon, he pressed the button calling the shooting target. When she came across to him,

he smiled, revealing a series of white teeth, and proudly raised his eyebrows.

" All in the head, " said the little boy's face. - Practice does its job.

This joke seemed so gruesome that it stung me in the breastbone.

- But there are ten in the middle of the cage? So you didn't get the maximum amount

points - I said, grabbing the card. Black smiled and tilted my headphones back.

- But I certainly killed my opponent. Saying that, he kissed my cheek. -

Now you, Little one, come on. I will be very unprofessional and stand behind you, but I want you to feel

safe. - He led me to the position and briefly explained the operation of the weapon itself,

where to press to release the magazine, how to reload and how to switch to continuous fire

without having to reload it after each shot. Once I loaded the gun and carried it out

all necessary activities, Black positioned himself behind me so that my body leaned against him.

- Look at the target, the bow tie and rear sight must be in line. Then take a breath

and exhaling, slowly but surely pull the trigger. Don't tug him, just

make one smooth move. You can do it my love.

It's like playing chess, like playing chess, I kept repeating in my head, trying to convince

the brain that there is nothing to be afraid of. I felt Massimo lightly denying himself on one leg

and holds my hips.

I took a breath and exhaled as he asked. It was a split second

recoil and bang, or vice versa, I do not know. The force of the fired projectile threw my hands up

which I did not expect at all. Terrified by the power I received in my hands, I began

shake and tears came to my eyes.

Black took the weapon and, gently pulling it out of my hands, put it on the counter in front of me.

I turned to him and fell into hysteria.

- Like chess, yes? I screamed. - I have such chess in my ass.

Massimo embraced me tenderly, stroking my hair, and I felt his chest tremble from

suppressed laughter. I raised my eyes and looked at his amusement mixed with concern.

- Honey, are you all right, why these tears?

I blew out my bottom lip and, slightly embarrassed, put my head under his armpit.

- I got scared.

- But what? I am here.

- Massimo, it's a great responsibility to hold a gun in your hands. Awareness that

you can kill a living being out of it, it completely changes the sense of this activity. Her strength, power, power...

I was terrified by the respect that shooting requires.

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Black stood, nodding, his eyes seemed to betray pride.

" I am impressed with your wisdom, Little One, " he whispered, kissing me gently. - And now

we return to the lesson.

Subsequent shots were easier, and after firing several magazines almost not

they impressed me. I felt I had reached the expert level.

After some time don Matteo disappeared, bringing us another " toy".

- You'll love it. Massimo grabbed the rifle that the man put in front of him.

- It's an M4, assault rifle, nice, relatively light and pleasant to shoot, because there is none

such a recoil as glock. And that's because you lean it on your shoulder.

" A pleasant weapon, " I repeated with a slight disbelief. - Let's try.

In fact, this type of weapon was much easier to fire, even though it was heavier.

After more than an hour of effort related to shooting, I was exhausted. Don Matteo

invited us to the terrace adjacent to the shooting range, where a stunning lunch was served. Fruit

sea, pasta, meat, antipasti and a whole range of desserts. Crazy. I was throwing more in myself

delicious, like I haven't seen food for at least a week.

Black sipped wine from a glass and from time to time munching on olive oil, hugging me.

" I love it when you have such an appetite, " he whispered directly into my ear. - It means that

my son is growing.

" Daughter... ka... " I stammered between the bites. - It's gonna be a girl. And if you want

end this dispute, I think that with the next ultrasound we can find out who is right.

His eyes lit up, and his hand went under my sweatshirt over my stomach.

- I don't want to know before delivery. I want a surprise. Besides, I know that

boy.

- Girl.

" The funniest thing will be, as it turns out, they are twins, " Olga said, pouring

all wine. - This will be driving. Laura, her gangster husband and two screaming

brats. Domenico. - She looked at the young Italian. - Then we'll move out.

- Thank God, pregnancy is not numerous, one heart beats in me. I shrugged my shoulders

and I went back to eating.

After the meal, I lay down on a swing and stretched lazily beside me

Olga. The three men were discussing something at the table, and I thanked God for what for

just a dozen or so weeks ago I cursed him.

- Do you believe in destiny, Olo?

- You know I was thinking the same. See how amazing it was six months ago

our life was so peaceful, arranged in its chaos and ordinary. And now we are lying

heated in the rays of the December sun in Sicily. Our men are mafiosi, pimps

and murderers. She jumped up and sat down, almost falling off the couch. - Fuck what it is

everything shit, because look, they are bad people, and we love them for what they are, so we

we are also bad.

I grimaced at the words, but basically there was a lot of truth in them.

- But we don't love them for what they do bad but good. How can

love someone for killing someone? Besides, everyone is doing something wrong, only the scale is different. Take

for example me. Do you remember how in the fifth grade I kicked in the face of Rafał, this blonde, because

peck you with a pin? It wasn't good either, and you still love me.

- I fuck you. Olga rolled her eyes.

At the sound of the reclining chairs, we both turned toward the table. Domenico and Massimo

they put something on their heads, enjoying it as little children.

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" Fuck, I'm getting scared every time I see his smile, " she snapped

Olga, pulling me towards them.

" Dear ladies, welcome to the movie, " said Don Matteo, indicating the entrance to the house.

We both confused, looking from him to our men.

- What do you have on your mind? Olga asked, knocking Domenic on the small box in the middle

forehead.

- It's a camera, I'll have another on the barrel. We will show you why you can feel with us

safe.

They high five and went towards what looked like a stone maze.

- Dear ladies. - Matteo showed us the way.

We sat in the armchairs, and he drew the curtains so that the room became

completely dark. Then he turned on the huge monitors and we saw the image from the cameras

Massima and Domenica.

" I can explain what will happen to you now. " The gentlemen will train the assault of this kind

special services are also being prepared. It checks the reaction speed, situation assessment,

reflexes and of course shooting technique. They were always better than many commandos who

passed through my hands, but they were gone a long time, so we'll see.

I was completely stunned. A man who was dealing with special services

and commandos, he trained the mafia.

At one point, movement appeared on the screen, Domenico and Massimo were passing by

through another door, killing more dummies imitating thugs.

" What hypocrisy, " Olga said in Polish. - Kill colleagues.

However, it could not be hidden that their training was sexy, and their focus and peace were painted

on Black's face they excited me in a strange way. They sneaked through the rooms

shooting and hiding each other. They looked a bit like little boys playing war, that's all

only they had real rifles. After a few minutes it was all over. They were fooling around, something

they shouted and frowning at the cameras, waving their weapons like American rappers

music videos.

" Debile, " Olo said, rising from her seat.

After saying goodbye to don Matteo, we got into the cars and headed home.

The cosmic BMW silently glided along the highway, and the loudest sound was heard in the speakers

male melody of the world - Laura Pausini's Strani Amori. Black felt the text

with amusement and sang in Italian for me. Today he behaved and looked young

a boy, an ordinary thirty-year-old who likes to fool around, have fun and has a lot of passion.

He was nothing like the imperious, tenacious, totalitarian asshole who gets crazy

on the point of my security and can't deal with opposition.

We passed our exit and saw bentley turn where we should be.

I looked questioningly at Black without making any sound; I didn't have to. And yes

he knew what I wanted to ask about. He only smiled without taking his eyes from the street, and harder

pressed the accelerator.

He pulled down a few dozen kilometers when the signs showed the way to Messina. weaved

long down the narrow streets, and finally rode up to the monumental wall intricately

stacked stones.

He took the remote control from his pocket and opened the large wooden gate. I pierced him again

a questioning look, but he only raised his eyebrows, grinning at me, and started up

driveway.

He parked next to the beautiful two-story house and got out of the BMW.

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- I invite you. He opened the door and shook his hand so I could roll out of the cosmic cart.

I was still silent, awaiting clarification. He didn't say anything. He just turned the key

and led me inside. Damn... I ran out of breath. In a giant living room, reaching out

probably on the first floor, there was the most beautiful Christmas tree I've ever seen, dressed in baubles

and lights in gold and red. A fire crackled in the fireplace, and white lay next to it

hairy skin of an animal. Next were the sofas, armchairs in brown and beige, wooden

bench and large TV set. And then a dining room with a huge oak table, wonderful

candlesticks and chairs covered with burgundy cloth. The whole is kept in warm colors

and very subtly finished.

- What is this, Massimo? I turned and fixed my eyes on the size of plates for

second course.

- It's my present to you.

- This Christmas tree?

- No, Mał a, this house. I bought it so that it would only be associated with me and my child

she had only good memories here. I want you to have your place on earth and never again

she ran away from me but to me. And if you ever feel the need to hide somewhere, then

the place will be waiting for you. He came to me and took my surprised face in his hands. -

If you want to move out of the property, we can live here. With a smaller one

staff, but the three of you: you, me and our son...

- Daughter!

-... I will provide you with maximum privacy and security. All the best,

sweetheart.

His lips adhered to mine, and his teeth gently nipped his lower lip. He grabbed me for

buttocks and lifted, seating around the waist. I wrapped my thighs around my waist and returned him

kiss. He caressed my lips, his hands wandering all over his body as he carried me toward

a big table in the dining room. He laid on the counter and grabbing the back of his shirt in one move

he pulled her over his head. The wide smile didn't disappear from my face when he pulled off my shorts.

- And the shoes? - I asked, when along with the lace underwear the shorts went on

the floor.

- Shoes stay.

He gestured for me to raise my arms, and after a while I was only lying in front of him

in mid-thigh long socks and black officers. He took my big hands in his

hips and lifting them slightly, moved deeper into the table, a bit surprising me. I thought that

rather, it will slide and enter me. His lustful, slightly narrowed eyes pierced me

through. I spread my legs wide, resting my feet on the table, and threw my hands behind my head. Black

until he groaned.

" I love it, " he whispered, unbuttoning his jeans, eyes fixed on mine

wet pussy.

- I know.

He stood before me, stroking and squeezing the outside of my thighs.

" This house has another great advantage, " he said and walked toward the wall, after

moment by pressing the button on the panel hanging next to the fireplace. At the same time around

Silence 's sounds were performed by Delerium. " Sound system, " he whispered, putting it on

tongue in my wet pussy.

I couldn't wait for that moment from the moment I saw him give away the first one

shot. I wriggled under the greedy touch of his lips and tongue penetrating me.

He brutally attacked the hot, swollen clitoris. He gently put two fingers in my pussy

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and lazily started to move them back and forth. I knew it was a while and I would be at

edge of pleasure. I've actually been on it since he took off his pants, but I didn't want to end up after

several seconds.

" I know you want to come, " he said, putting another finger into my back door.

I couldn't take it anymore. I came in a second and my body lifted up like that

struck by lightning. Black did not stop, on the contrary, accelerated his movements.

- Again, Little. - Another finger gently slid into my ass.

- Oh my God! I shouted surprised by the intensity of the experience.

His tongue rubbed nervously against the pulsating clitoris, wandering madly after her

pace. The next orgasm came after a few seconds, and then another and another. They broke off

and they came in waves, giving me extremely exhausting pleasure. Before your eyes like a movie

Massimo flew by - standing with arms, focused and strong, amused and carefree.

I opened my eyes and looked at him. His gaze on me was animal

and filled with desire that led me to the top. I grabbed his head

and when the last orgasm pierced my body, I felt my muscle cramps paralyze.

I fell on the table with a bang, and he slowly backed away from me.

" Good girl, " he hissed, biting his lower lip, then grabbed me

ankles and slid to the edge of the countertop.

There was rhythmic music around us, and I loved him

more than ever.

Without taking his eyes off me, he grasped his swollen manhood and pointed it

in the right direction, he slowly entered me, watching my reaction.

" Harder, " I whispered almost soundlessly.

- Don't provoke me, Little. You know I can not.

I so missed the aggressive Massim. That was the only thing

I hated being pregnant - that for some time he couldn't just fuck me like he did

I liked the most. He was not completely satisfied, but more important than good

Fucking was for the good of the child.

He groaned and bowed his head as he entered me. After a moment, his hips began

move carefully and steadily. He loved me, being a paradoxical embodiment

tenderness and tenderness. He reacted to my every sigh, every move of my head. He caressed his fingers

right hand my nipples, occasionally squeezing them firmly, and the left thumb whirled circles around

swollen clitoris. The combination of pain and bursting filling gave me an absolute feeling

weightlessness.

" Hit me, " I asked as the song started again. His

hips froze. - Hit me, don! I shouted when he didn't respond.

His eyes flared with fury, and a hand went down to my throat and fingers tightened on him.

A cry full of lust escaped my lips and my head tilted back. I felt like wanting to fuck

me hard and brutal, but I knew he wouldn't do it. He analyzed the situation for a moment, until

finally he pulled me off the table, placing me next to the wall and leaning on it.

- Like a rag? He hissed, putting it in me again when I leaned on my forehead

for a stone ahead of me.

- Please. - I felt pleasure awake in my body when he caught me

one hand for the hair and the other for the neck.

It didn't matter that his movement in me was slow and gentle, everything he did outside

the one that made me red hot. He choked so skillfully that I barely stopped myself

growing excitement. Every now and then he would take his hand away from his neck to painfully scold my swollen ones

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rubbed warts. His teeth bit my ears, neck, shoulder, not giving me a chance to revenge.

When he felt that he was close, he released me and turned me over.

" Sit down, " he said, pointing to the low footstool. He gripped my face hard in his hands

and his lips parted with his thumbs. - Until the very end, Mał a. - After these words, brutally and without

warnings began to cut my lips, after a while flooding them with a powerful wave of sperm. I was choking

grabbing his hands desperately, but he didn't stop until he finished. His movement stopped, but he did

he was still leaning his prick on my tongue.

" Swallow, " he ordered, looking me into the eyes icily.

I carried out his order, and then he released me and pushed me onto the couch.

- I love you! I called with a smile as he turned to the wall to silence

music.

" You know that most whores are not as perverted as you are? " He asked as he lay down next to him

and covering us with a soft blanket.

" So weak sluts of them. " I shrugged my shoulders and started licking him gently

nipples. - Tomorrow I have a doctor's appointment, I hope he will let us behave normally

in bed.

Massimo pressed me under his arm, his arm around me.

- Me too, because I have no idea how long I can endure your provocation.

- Well, I can't help it, I like it a bit.

Black turned sideways to see my eyes.

- A little? Woman, I almost strangled you. He sighed loudly and lay down again

back. - Sometimes I'm afraid of what you release in me, Little.

- Imagine how I am afraid of what I am becoming with you.

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CHAPTER 9

- Good morning. His warm voice enveloped me before I could open my eyes.

I murmured and stuck my nose into his chest, trying to absorb the scent barely

already noticeable toilet water.

" My neck hurts, " I said, still not opening my eyelids.

- Probably because we spent the night on the couch.

I opened my eyes panicked and only seeing a giant fake tree,

I remembered last night.

- I don't know about you, but we dress Christmas trees with us on Christmas Eve, or maybe every day

sooner when the children are born. But that from December 6 stood? - I yawned.

- If you look forward to seeing her, I will order her to be dressed all year round. Besides what

was I supposed to make a big red ribbon around the house?

- First of all, you didn't have to buy it.

- Oh my love. - He rolled over and put his arm in my arm,

pressing your arm. - It's an investment, and I don't know if the Taormina estate is

best for a child. I would like to have you for myself, and there are still people hanging around.

- But Olga is also there. I rolled over and lifted myself slightly, resting on my elbow. -

What am I supposed to do here alone?

Black sat down and leaned on the sofa, turning his face towards me.

- You will have a child and me, is it not enough? There was sadness in his eyes. First

I once saw what Massimo looks like when he is really sorry. I grabbed his face

in my hands and I rested my forehead against his.

- Honey, but you're still gone. I rubbed my temples nervously, searching

solutions. - Let's do it: when a child is born, we will live in a mansion

and we will see. If it turns out that you are right, we will move here, and if not - it will stay as it is.

And then this place will become only my refuge, and a place of debauchery when I am

she could fuck and drink.

I jumped out from under the blanket and danced a wild dance of addicted joy on the carpet

alcoholic sex. Massimo watched me with amusement, then grabbed his arms

and suffered through the house.

- So let's mark each place here so that you only associate with debauchery,

which I provide to you.

When we drove up to the driveway of the residence in Taormina, I jumped out of the car

and ran to the dining room. Food, food, like a mantra, I said one word in my head. Our

the new house was wonderful, but unfortunately no one came up with a fridge.

- Pancakes! I called, running into the room where at the big table

Olga was sitting.

She looked at me from the computer and, pleased with my sight, closed it, putting it away

on the floor.

" I remember good times when you were puking at the thought of eating. " And now?

Please, the ass is growing.

" Not an ass, but a stomach, " I grunted, putting too much on myself. -

In addition, my ass is so small that if I grow up a bit, I will be happy.

Olga poured me a cup of tea and added milk, then poured two teaspoons

sugar into the cup.

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" I got a Rolex, " she said, waving her hand in front of me. - Rose gold, mass

mother of pearl and diamonds. And what did you get?

" Home, " I muttered between the bites.

Ola's eyes widened and she swallowed loudly, as if someone had put her to her neck

microphone.

- What did you get…? She stammered incredulously.

- Home, are you fucking deaf?

- Awesome, I got a watch and you got a home. - And where is justice here?

- Get pregnant with a mafioso, marry him, then tolerate a bossy

asshole waving a gun, you will get a lock, I guarantee.

We both laughed, high five.

- What amuses you so much? - asked Massimo, entering the room and sitting down

at the table.

He was dressed in a black suit and black shirt, which heralded either a funeral or a job.

- Where are you going? I looked at the don, putting down my fork. - I have a visit at 1pm

at the doctor.

" And I'm going to her, " he replied, laying eggs.

- In a gravedigger costume? Olga burned out.

Black looked at her deadly, then took the coffee pot and poured the liquid

into the cup.

- Domenico is probably jerking off in the bedroom. Maybe you can check if he doesn't need one

a helping hand? He asked without even looking at her.

Olga snorted and leaned back in her seat, her arms folded together.

" He has come so many times in the last two hours that I sincerely doubt that he can. "

walk, but it's nice that you care about your brother, Massimo. - She finished and sent him one of

your favorite artificial smiles lined with venom.

" Okay, let's focus on me, " I said, parting the clouds of the heavy atmosphere. -

Who goes with me to the doctor?

- I! They both exclaimed almost in chorus. Then they looked at each other with their eyes

he should have incinerated them.

" Great, let's all go, " I said.

Olga took a sip of coffee and got up from the chair.

" Something you, I was joking, I just wanted to piss Black off in the morning, I missed you. " -

She kissed my forehead and left.

" You are like children, " I growled, adding another portion of Nutella pancakes.

At the doctor, we both sat with Black as if on high heels. Although, judging by the word

face, Dr. Ventura was definitely more nervous. There is no wonder, since

this time, Black decided to honor his office without leaving for a moment. He wanted to have

certainty that the doctor will not tell me the sex of the child. When it came to the examination, and the doctor strained

condom on ultrasound, almost out of anger he lost consciousness, after killing the doctor.

I was amused and upset at the same time, because it would probably be my third doctor.

Massimo, however, bravely survived the entire visit, trying not to take his eyes off the monitor,

possibly just looking at my face.

- Dear ladies and gentlemen, Ventura began, sitting on the armchair with ultrasound pictures and results

research. - I called Mrs. Laura's Hungarian doctor because I didn't have a clear picture

situation. He sent me all the missing documentation and his observations. I have to admit that

he took care of you exemplarily, although there were a few reasons for concern. He paused and took a sip

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water. - Now the results are perfect, you are in great shape and your child is growing

properly, it's big and healthy. Your heart copes well with the associated load

with pregnancy. We have absolutely no reason to worry.

- Doctor Ventura. Massimo narrowed his eyes, folding his fingers across his stomach.

- Yes, don Massimo? Screamed the terrified doctor.

- Why was my child's life at risk?

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