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got into the elevator and disappeared after a while.

Domenico came over and with a wide gesture showed me the way to the room, pushing lightly

in the back. I headed for the door, past all the commotion, and my husband followed me.

- What the fuck was that?! He shouted, slamming the door. - I heard you felt bad! -

He began to walk the room back and forth, wiping blood from his face. - I'm breaking up with an important one

meeting and I'm going here because I'm worried and my wife... - He stopped in front of me. - My pregnant woman

the wife licks in the elevator with some sucker.

An angry roar escaped his throat, and his hands clenched into fists began rhythmically

hit the wall until it ran down a red trickle.

- Who the fuck is that?! He came over and grabbed my chin, lifting it up with his finger. -

I am asking for something!

I was afraid. For the first time in many months I was afraid of this man. For the first time, too

for a long time, I realized who he is and what his character is. I felt like a heart

it speeds up and my breathing gets heavier. I heard a squeak in my head and I felt it before my eyes

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dark. I grabbed the ragged lap of his jacket and before I sank to the ground, I felt him

grabs me in my arms.

I opened my eyes. Massimo was sitting in the armchair next to the bed. It was bright outside and through

uncovered curtains, snow could be seen falling.

" I'm sorry, " he whispered, kneeling beside me. - Olga told me everything.

- Are you OK? I asked, looking at his bruise on his cheek and cut eyebrow.

He shook his head and grabbed my hand, which I tried to touch his face.

He put his lips to her and kissed him without looking into my eyes.

" He didn't know I had someone, " I sighed, trying to get up. - Me too

I'm sorry, I don't know how it happened. I closed my eyes, poking my head again

in the pillow. - What did you do at the hotel?

When I finished the last sentence, I realized how bad it sounded. Black

he sat down next to me and narrowly looked at me.

" If I didn't know exactly what happened yesterday, very wrong. "

I would answer your question. He took a deep breath and brushed his hair with his hand. - I drove

to the club and I met who I needed, but I couldn't focus on knowing that something

threatens and i came back. You weren't in the room, so I called the driver because your cell phone wasn't

She answers. - He looked reproachfully. - He said he just dropped you off at the hotel because

before you went to eat something. He shook his head. - I left the room to leave for you

meeting, and then I came across you. His wounded hands clenched into fists again. -

Why did you lie to me?

I stared at him, searching for a good explanation in my head, but not finding it

him, I decided that in this situation it is better to tell the truth.

" It was the only way you wouldn't make me go to a party. " I shrugged my shoulders. -

And because I knew I could meet him at the party, I didn't want anything

provoke. - I covered my head with a duvet, which in a moment Black pulled off me. - As you can see,

came out even worse. Promise me you won't kill him. Tears came to my eyes. - I'm begging you.

Massimo stared at me without hiding his irritation.

- It's good that the doctor was there. He stroked my cheek. - I think I'll hire him for

Time.

- promise me! I repeated when he tried to change the subject.

" I promise, " he replied, standing up. - Besides, I wouldn't do it anyway, because he is Karol's man,

and to make matters worse, his cousin. He nodded disappointedly and disappeared into the living room.

I stretched and looked at my watch; it was almost noon. Black is back

and with the laptop he lay down next to me, covering my legs with his.

- Did you sleep? You look bad somehow - I asked, turning towards him.

He shook his head, not taking his eyes off the monitor.

- why? I leaned closer, embracing him around my waist.

He rolled his eyes and sighed, setting the computer aside.

" Maybe because my pregnant wife was unconscious and I was worried about her condition. " -

He looked at me more closely and added: " Or maybe because my wife, kissing someone else. "

guy, she raised my pressure so much that I won't fall asleep until next weekend. He pursed his lips

into a thin line. - Exchange further? He grabbed the laptop and went back to reading.

- You're so sexy when you get angry. - After these words, my hand reached deep into

his gray tracksuits. - I want to suck you. When he heard what I was saying, he flexed his muscles despite his will

bit his lower lip. - Please, let me make you a cane.

My fingers rubbed his waking member, and lips kissed naked

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bruised shoulder.

- You were dying a few hours ago. Why such a sudden surge of energy? He asked when

I slowly slid his pants down.

" I get good drugs, " I said amused, tugging at my legs. - You don't help

to me. I blew out my bottom lip and sat on my heels, lowering my hands in resignation.

Massim's hips rose, but he did not take his eyes away for a second

monitor; ignored me. It didn't bother me, and after a while he lay naked from the waist down,

presenting his fat, sticking cock and provoking me. How Black would try

show no excitement, he could not deceive the anatomy.

As I moved along his leg, getting ready for an oral attack, from the throat

Massima spoke a few words in Italian and unexpectedly, putting the computer away, he got up.

I stared and froze in a tempting position in the middle of the mattress. I watched him

with a slight grimace of surprise as he put on a black shirt hanging on a chair.

" I need a video conference, " he said, pushing the laptop table to the bed.

He buttoned up his shirt and, still naked from the waist down, settled down comfortably, then set up the camera

in the monitor so that only a part of his chest, neck and head could be seen. He pressed a few keys

and after a while I heard a male voice on the other side. I sat on the bed and watched her

peculiar provocation. My husband, the mafioso, was resting on a mattress wearing only a black shirt

and he did business with a sticking cock asking for a good blowjob.

Black picked up the documents on the bedside table and turned the pages, every now and then

time showed them to the caller; after a while they both sank into the conversation.

I leaned forward, still wearing black lace underwear and like a tightly knitted cat

I bent my back toward his crotch. Massimo glanced at my unbuttoned ones

buttocks and cleared his throat slightly, continuing the conversation. I moved slowly around his feet

and I started kissing and licking his fingers, exposing his buttocks almost right on his face.

I climbed higher and higher through the inside of the calves, wider with every centimeter

spreading his legs sideways. He couldn't see me, the computer covered his entire lower body,

which was now in my possession.

When I reached his erect erection, I told him with a gentle blow

your position. His free hand tightened on the sheet as if he was tense in anticipation

for an attack that did not come. I blew, nudged him with my tongue almost imperceptibly

and I stroked the skin around the penis. After a few moments, Black put the documents back on the table

and moved the computer to watch my actions out of the corner of my eye. I bent over him

looking into his dilated pupils, and froze, waited. He also waited and I think

he didn't like the fact that nothing was going on. I stepped back a bit, changing position and after

making sure how wide the camera is and how much he can see, I lay down along his body.

I grabbed his hand on the sheet and slipped my panties under the lace. pocketed

the interlocutor's eyes widened when he felt wet for him. I slipped

his fingers getting deeper and deeper, rubbing them with the clitoris first, and then putting them inside.

I caressed them, occasionally pulling them out, licking them and putting them back in

right place.

His chest began to rise and fall rhythmically, and his fingers stopped listening to mine

commands, going deeper and harder inside me. I leaned my head on the pillow and closed my eyes

feeling a wave of pleasure envelop my body. I wanted to moan and I knew it at last

I start to make some noises, so I grabbed his wrist, freeing myself from the trap

pleasure. Black, without interrupting the conversation or distracting the interlocutor, pretended that

rubs his mouth with a wet hand, as if thinking about something. When the smell of my pussy found

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on his lips, licked them, and his penis tightened so that it almost bent the other way. He sank

hand and slowly approached her head, grabbing my hair. He gave me a gentle jerk

his crotch, giving a clear signal that he is already suffering enough. I let his hand

she led me to the place where I was to be and obediently approaching him

I opened my mouth. The moment I felt his first centimeters slip into me

lips, and the smell of my imperious man burst into my nostrils, I went crazy. I swallowed him

all, brutally grabbing the base, I moved my hand up and down, and my mouth followed it.

Massim's hand tightened tightly on my hair to slow down the attack, but unfortunately focused

in two activities at once, he had no chance with me. I pulled hard and to the end, from time to time

sucking on his delicate testicles.

His hips twitched nervously, and his whole body tightened as his voice tied to him

in throat. I raised my eyes and looked at my husband; he was sweaty and apparently regretted that

he let me. The conversation had to be really important, otherwise he would have ended it long ago.

I liked the tiredness in this way, it was something that excited me to the limit.

He reached for the documents again and slid them in so that the interlocutor thought he was looking at them while

when his eyes were fixed on me. It was all on fire; his black pupils completely flooded his eyes, slightly

parted lips could barely catch their breath. At some point I felt the first drop first

and then a powerful stream of cum flooded my throat. Massimo was still listening to the man speaking

to him from the computer and pretended to look at the papers. He finished long, definitely longer than

usually, and I don't think he was happy right now. When he finished, his

the body relaxed and he cleared his throat and looked back at the caller. I knelt in front of him

and ostentatiously wiped my mouth, licking myself, then got up and headed for the bathroom.

I took a shower and went back to the bedroom where Massimo was stuck in exactly the same

position, he was still talking. I stood at the big window and wiped my hair with a towel, staring

out to sea when the room fell silent. I could not turn to my husband to

see if he finished when he pressed me against the window.

" You're unbearable, " he said, ripping off my bathrobe and dropping the towel on me

the floor. - Your little asshole will be punished for it. He lifted me up and moved me to the couch. - Do you like

check where my limits are, kneel down.

Leaning against the couch headrest, I spread my legs wide as he nudged them with his own

knee. I grabbed my arm and waited for what was about to happen. Massimo

he was standing next to the sofa, rubbing my back door with my thumb.

" I like you in this position, " he said, pushing me into the seat so that

I touched the headrest with my knees. - Relax. - I obediently carried out the order and felt

as his thumb violently breaks in. I screamed. - You're not listening to me, Laura -

he said and put another finger in my bottom. I wanted to break free from his grip, but

he held me and grabbed my hands as I waved.

- We both know you'll like it as soon as you listen to me.

His lips touched my bare back and I felt my spine running down my spine

shudder. He released my hands and his free hand fingers moved to the swollen clitoris

and began to make steady circles on it. I moaned, resting my cheek against the back of the couch.

" You see it yourself, " he said, increasing the strength and speed of my movements. - I have

stop?

" Fuck me, " I whispered.

" I can't hear you, " he growled, digging his fingers harder into me.

- Fuck me, report!

" As you wish... " He replaced his ready fingers with one skillful move

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cock and he started a mad rush.

His hips banged against my buttocks, and his hand never stopped caressing

pussy. I knew that it would not take him much time, especially since already doing him a cane, I was

close to peak. At some point his movements stopped, he grabbed my waist

and turning, he sat down, seated in his lap. He spread my thighs wide and burst his fingers

into my second hole.

I screamed loudly, not at all worried about the acoustics of the living room when its second

my hand began rhythmically kneading my sensitive nipples. Now I had the power and broadcast

with your movements the pace of the situation. I put my hands on the seat and, leaning on them, I started

get orgasm by moving faster and faster. I knew I couldn't do it for a long time

when my hands began to tremble after a few minutes of supporting my weight.

Black grabbed me with both hands around the waist tightly and poked me again.

" Caress, " he panted directly into my ear.

When my fingers started to circle, embracing the clitoris, I felt like all of them

the muscles flex and the voice fades at a frantic pace of breath. Black raised and lowered

me on myself until orgasm took over every part of my body. Peeling, I felt like

Massimo spills over me, shouting loudly, which intensified my experience. After a dozen or so

seconds we were both finished and Massimo turned and set us on our side.

When we tried to calm our breaths, the phone rang. Don reached out with his hand

and answered, catching a deep breath. He listened for a moment and then took it up

laughter.

- Noises? He asked with his wonderful British accent and was silent again for a moment,

listening. - I would like to rent all the rooms next to mine. Please move

guests and compensate for the inconvenience on my account, thank you. - He hung up, no

waiting for a reply and pressed me to him. " Puritan, " he choked out laughing. - We

Italy would take our example instead of reporting to reception. - He kissed my neck and cheeks. -

And I will fuck my wife as loudly as she wants.

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CHAPTER 14

Unfortunately, we did not manage to use the purchased space or the possibility of noise,

because at five o'clock, after tender farewell to Jakub and eating a very late lunch,

we got on the plane and returned to Sicily.

It wasn't until we got there that it was Christmas in a week. staff

she prepared the house, decorated it and decorated it. A big Christmas tree stood in the garden

with millions of lights, and beautiful fresh flowers in the corridors replaced holly. To this whole

I just missed a great atmosphere: two things: snow and my parents.

" We'll spend Christmas with our families, " Massimo said, setting aside

cup with coffee. - That's why, honey, I have a request for you. He turned to me. -

Make sure everything is as you wish. I would like them to be present too

Polish dishes, I downloaded a chef from your country, he will be here in three days.

Olga put down the newspaper she was reading and looked at the don questioningly.

- Whose family will this be a bunch of? She asked, taking it out of my mouth. - Mafia, I think?

Massimo laughed ironically and fixed his eyes again on the computer monitor

stood before him. I nodded at the chair at the table, stuffing another breakfast into myself

pancakes, and I looked at Black sitting in an armchair at a small table next to him. Since

returning from Poland was strange, calm, calm and as if focused. He didn't want to come with me

to argue and he was almost nice to Olga. Something happened, I just didn't know what.

In the afternoon, when Domenico and Massimo were discussing something in the library, I took the computer

and I went to the terrace. I don't even know when Olga appeared with me with a bottle of wine and a glass

juice.

- What we do? She asked, sitting down.

- You, as usual. I nodded, pointing to alcohol. - And I wanted to check what

can be heard from parents. - I grimaced sadly. - I do not know what to do. On the one hand

I know my mother was right, but on the other hand she shouldn't say such things to me. - I pressed it

laptop launch button. - In addition, he has a phone, he can call.

- You are both equally ridiculously stubborn. She took a sip of her wine. - Fuck but good

Domenico gave me a taste of Christmas drinks.

" Don't piss me off, " I growled, sipping my juice. - Let's see what's going on there

Facebook.

For several dozen minutes I was browsing the profiles of my parents, friends and brother.

I checked what was happening at people from former work, and wrote back to those in the mailbox from

weeks of news. Once, social networks were what I loved the most on

world, and I was totally addicted to them. Now I had so many other, better things to do

robots that have become redundant.

I was about to close the computer when one of my friends' post caught my eye.

I opened the link it contained and it stuck.

" I fuck you, I'll kill him in a moment, listen to this, " I said furiously to Olga. -

They write about Damian and his " accident".

Olo's eyes widened.

- " At night after the gala at which he took his next victorious duel, a young wrestler

from Warsaw suffered a serious car accident. His life is not in danger

danger, but his broken legs and arms excluded him from fighting for many months. " -

I slammed the monitor. - I fucking saw him enter the elevator on his own,

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and they probably had transport to the club. I can't stand it! I screamed and started running across

terrace, bedroom, until I ran out into the corridor, rushing towards the library.

I flew through the door like a storm, doing nothing to the fact that the Don was not alone.

- What's wrong with you, man?! - Seeing my fury and waving my arms, Mario

he caught me in half before I could reach the don. - Massimo, damn him, let him go.

Black said something to the gathered men who were throwing me in turn

amused glances, they left the room. Then Mario put me down and shut me up

the door, then disappeared behind them.

Don stood leaning back against the wall, his long arms folded ominously on the cage

chest.

" Can I know why I owe this frenzy? " He asked with flames angrily

eyes.

- Why is Damian in the hospital?

- I do not know. - He threw up his arms. - Maybe he felt bad?!

" Massimo, don't make me a jerk, " I snapped. - His legs and arms are broken.

- But it was an accident. A wicked smile crossed his face.

" So you know what happened. " - I approached him and hit my face so hard that

my hand stung. - What was the talk after the gala for? You promised you wouldn't do anything to him!

Black's head slowly returned to his place after the blow he received, and his completely

black eyes blazed with fire.

" I promised I wouldn't kill him, " he said through his teeth, grasping my shoulders

and seating powerfully on the couch. - Besides, my dear, our conversation took place after the fact

and remember that not everything is what you think.

Waving my arms, I tried to get up from my seat, but sat on my feet

astride and immobilized the body.

- First of all, calm down, because I will have to call a doctor again, and secondly

listen to me for a moment.

" I'm not going to talk to you, " I replied as calmly as possible. -

Let me go.

Black looked at me for a moment and then complied with my request.

I got up and throwing him an angry look, I went out, slamming the door behind me,

as hard as I could. I returned to the bedroom, took my purse, keys from the new house

and furious I went outside, heading for the garage. To my joy, if so then

I was able to feel all the car keys returned to the box hanging on the wall.

I took the set from Bentley and left the property after a few minutes.

I didn't run away, after all Massimo knew where I was anyway, especially that

as soon as I left the walls of the residence, security followed me. I just wanted to use it

with the possibility of not looking at him and hiding himself in a place where I could peacefully relax

powś ciekać.

The road to our new home didn't take too much time. In the meantime

I got to the station and bought myself drinks, chips, cookies, ice cream and three shabby bags

consolation food. I drove to the door and got out of the car, tugging behind me

commercials. In a few seconds one of the people jumped out of a black SUV and picked it up from me

without a word. There was no point in struggling with him or telling him to fuck him culturally, because he wouldn't

he listened so I just went inside.

" We'll be outside, " he said, putting shopping on the counter and leaving.

I unpacked everything and sat with a spoon, ice cream, crisps and cakes in the living room,

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including a fireplace. I took the phone from my purse and called Olga. She picked up after three

signal.

- Where the hell are you, Lari?

- Oh, in new home. I got angry and I don't want to talk to him.

- And I? She asked annoyed. - Don't you want me too?

" I want to be alone, " I said after a moment's thought. - I can?

There was a silence on the receiver, which lasted a few seconds.

- Are you okay? She finally said.

- Yes, I have medicine with me, everything is fine, security stands under the house. I'll be back tomorrow.

I hung up and continued to stare at the fire. I was thinking about what to do or call

Damiana, apologize to him. Or maybe I wasn't worth it. After my anger went away, I started

wondering that I didn't let Massim finish the sentence and left. Not completely

I knew the picture, just guessing and guessing. That was my character, I was

impulsive and my behavior was often driven by emotions. The only justification I have

I had was because I was pregnant and I don't quite control what I do.

The next day I woke up and looked at the phone; it was after nine and Massimo neither

he didn't call immediately. I lay there, wondering if I had done the right thing when leaving yesterday, but

remorse was quickly replaced by the fury at ignoring me. I have a sick heart

and I'm pregnant and this asshole doesn't even care if I'm alive Security is outside and is gone

no idea if I'm alright, I thought.

I went to the kitchen and sat on the counter with a cup of tea in my hand, no milk, unfortunately

I didn't think about buying them. I unpacked the last packet of chocolate cookies and when

I slowly put them in my mouth, a red spot near the ceiling caught my attention. I jumped

and I came closer.

" That's why you're not calling, " I said, nodding.

There were cameras throughout the house. Only when I started looking at the surroundings

I saw that they were almost everywhere, including the bathroom. Black knew exactly what I was doing, because

he was probably watching me all the time. I ate cakes and taking a deep breath,

I went to the bedroom to collect my things and return home.

I drove through a wide driveway to the residence and saw standing outside the house

BMW with broken glass. I got out of Bentley uncertainly and looked around, no one was there,

my protection too. I felt terror and panic. I started forward

and after walking a few steps I saw that the gym door was open and from below

there are screams and noise. I went down the stairs, holding myself close to the wall and leaned out

head.

Half-naked Domenico appeared before my eyes smashing other equipment and Massimo

standing quietly surrounded by several people. It was obvious that Young clearly wanted to leave

the room, and the others prevent him. He was running screaming and banging his fists

in the walls. I haven't seen him like this yet. Even when he almost killed mine

protection on the day when someone tried to ram me was nothing now

He was doing.

I came out from behind the wall and Domenico fell into a bigger frenzy when I saw him. Massimo

he looked at me, following his brother's eyes, and a second later he was standing by.

- Go upstairs! He said commandingly, pushing me towards the stairs.

- What's happening?

- I said something! He shouted, so that I jumped up and tears came to my eyes.

I ran upstairs directly to Olga's bedroom and, running through the door, froze. Room

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it was completely devastated, the bed was broken, overturned dressers, broken windows.

I stopped, took my phone out of my purse and, with shaking hands, dialed Olo's number.

Then I heard a bell ringing among those ruins. I looked again

making sure she wasn't here, and went to the library, escorted from Olga's room through

one of the bodyguards.

- Why are you guarding me? I snapped at him after a dozen or so minutes he spent

inside the room, staring at me.

" I don't care, just how you feel. "

I frowned but said nothing.

After much too long the door opened and entered the room

Massimo. His hands were scratched and he looked as if someone had forcibly pulled him out of bed.

When he stood in front of me, tears came to my eyes again and despite my best efforts

my face got wet. Black sat next to me and put me on my lap, tightly

snuggling.

- Nothing's happening, don't cry.

I tore his tearful face from him and looked deep into his concerned eyes.

- Nothing happens? Olga's room is in ruins, she is gone, Domenico looks like

insane and you tell me that nothing is happening?

Don took a deep breath and stood up, leaving me on the couch. He came to the fireplace

and leaned on him.

- Domenico saw the recording. - At first I didn't get it at all

he means. - He went mad, they started arguing, he didn't give Olga a word, he just survived

on furniture. She ran away from the room and ran to me. And as I came down to him, he tried himself

shoot.

- Listen? - Burned out surprised.

- My brother, contrary to appearances, is very sensitive, you know, painter and so on, no

he was able to experience betrayal a second time.

" I fuck... this recording... " I whispered, burying my head in my hands when finally

I got what he was talking about. - Where's Olga?

- She left.

- And this wrecked BMW in the driveway?

- Well, just before she tried to leave, then he fell into an even worse frenzy and tried

stop her. The guys dragged him to the basement, because she is soundproofed, and there I could

close. Olga is safe, don't worry about her, when everything calms down, I'll take you to her.

I shook my head listening to all this, and I still couldn't understand.

- Can you explain it to me again? I asked, wiping my face and focusing

on it.

- This morning the courier delivered the package, Ola was still asleep at that time. Domenico as always from

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