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his teeth.

" I haven't hired a gardener yet, " he said seriously, standing up. - And now,

Laura, I want to hear the whole story of this " gardener" slowly and with details.

My legs buckled under me when I heard what he said. Like this: no gardener?,

I thought. I talked to him after all, he was charming, handsome and a bit bizarre, but rather

he did not threaten me.

I sat on the couch while Massimo knelt beside him listening to the short story

about bald man. When I finished, he grabbed the phone and when the person on the other side

she answered, spoke to her in Italian a few minutes, looking at me from time to time. When he finished

he threw the phone against the wall with such force that it shattered into pieces.

- fuck! He shouted in English, dragging the syllable and I crouched on the couch,

seeing his rage. After a moment, when his anger burned almost with a visible flame from

inside, I got up and went to him.

- Massimo, what's going on? I put my hands on his wavy shoulders up and down.

He was silent. He didn't speak for a moment, as if he wanted to digest what he heard and thought how it was to me

pass.

" This is Marcelo Nacho Matos, a member of the Spanish Mafia family and... "

I knew that I would not like what I am about to hear. - Laura, honey. - Black

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he turned to me, grabbing my face in his hands. - The man you met was

executor.

- It means?

- The killer. His jaws began to tighten rhythmically. - I don't know why he showed you

now, if... 'He paused, and I felt a shiver.

- Since I'm alive? I sighed. - That's what you meant to say, Massimo. That you are surprised

I'm alive.

The whole wonderful atmosphere was damn, I had the impression that the don will explode in a second

anger. He passed me without a word and went to the wardrobe to come back dressed in a tracksuit in a moment.

I sat on the couch curled under a blanket and stared into the fire. He stopped and looked at

me and then sat down, putting my cloth wrapped body on my lap. I cuddled up

in his cage; the arms wrapped tightly around me gave me a sense of security.

- Why did he want to kill me? I asked, closing my eyes.

" If he wanted you would be dead, so I suspect he wanted something completely. "

different. - His hands tightened on me so much that I groaned in pain. - Excuse me -

he whispered, loosening his embrace. - A few months ago I had some clash with his people. -

He stopped suddenly, as if he were thinking about something. - Laura, you won't go anywhere alone,

I'm serious. - His icy eyes looking at me frightened me. - You will have

doubled protection and there are no lonely trips to Messina. He paused again. -

And it would be best if I sent you somewhere...

- You must be crazy! I shouted indignantly. - Your people are unable to me

upilnować. I've never had anything wrong when I was with you and when you left me

with them, always something. - I wanted to break free from his embrace, but he didn't let me go, so she gave up

I gave up. - Massimo, I don't want to go anywhere. Tears came to my eyes. - And mine

parents?

Black inhaled loudly.

- Tomorrow we will all go on a Titan cruise, and after Christmas, when they return to Poland, they will be

they had protection from Karol, I promise to take care of them. His serious tone assured me that

knows what he is doing. - They are safe, nobody hunts you. The only thing the Spanish can want is

hurt me and the only way to do that is you. - He turned my head so that our eyes

they almost touched. " And I guarantee you that I will soon get rid of everything I have and sacrifice myself. "

my life than let the hair fall off you or my son.

After he calmed me down, he disappeared when Domenico knocked on the door, informing him

about something. I lay down and fought nightmares all night in which he was the main character

sexy Spaniard. I couldn't understand how this joyful man I met while sitting

in the garden, he may be a paid killer. His happy eyes were so contrary to what he was saying

Massimo. I analyzed our whole meeting, what he did and said, but they didn't come to me

heads no conclusions. As a fierce movie through my perverse mind flew the question,

why he didn't kill me, he could easily do it at least a few times during

our conversation. Why did he let me see himself, introduced himself; or maybe he decided everything

it seems so unimportant to me that I won't mention it to my husband. Or he would kill me and kill me

but something disturbed him, maybe remorse, or maybe he just liked me. Tired

meditations and constant waking with the conviction that I hear something, I finally fell asleep.

On Christmas morning, I woke up alone in bed by default. Bedding after

Massima's site was intact, which could only mean that he was either not sleeping that night or not

wanted to sleep with me.

When I finished getting ready for breakfast and went down the stairs, the door shut

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my tired husband opened and stood there. I froze without saying a word to the penultimate step

and I stared at him.

" I had to plan security and check the property, " he stammered.

- Personally?

- When it comes to your safety, I do everything personally. - He passed me by and left

upstairs. - Give me half an hour and I'll join you.

I went down to the dining room and saw a set of guests sitting at the table. Everyone was

joyful and lively they discussed in at least three languages. When they noticed me, it was all right

their attention focused on me. My mother fed me almost everything that was found

on the table, and my father talked for the seventieth time how my mother was pregnant with me.

Once again I heard the story of how in the middle of the night she wanted chocolate, which she was not

too easy in times of long queues and cards. Dad stood on his head to get sweets for her,

she wanted more than anything, and when she took her first bite, she puked, informing

him that it was not what she wanted. The whole story was in Polish, that's why Ola

cuddled in the arm of her future husband, she whispered to him the whole situation.

- Laura, can I ask you? Asked my mother, standing on the opposite side of the room.

I got up and headed toward her as she looked out the window next to the terrace exit, holding her

in the hand of a cigarette.

- What kind of people are these? She pointed at two bodyguards next to the beach and then down

others located within her sight.

" Protection, " I mumbled without looking at her.

- Why are there so many?

- There are always so many of them. I lied without hesitation, afraid to even look at her

page. " Massimo has stalking mania, and the property is huge, so. "

there are not many of them. I patted her on the back and almost ran away to the table, afraid

next questions.

Christ, I thought as I sat down, I would be exhausted for fear of these two days

will know the situation.

I wondered why Black had them here. He might as well have planned a holiday

in Poland, saving me nerves. Deep down I prayed that he would come down to us,

and it's best for us all to get on Titan and leave. Although the weather is not really us

coddled, I preferred to freeze on the yacht rather than get paranoid at home. I did not have

however, the right to complain, because when it was snowing in Poland and it was down, here is the cloudless sky

and fifteen degrees in the shade seemed a pleasant change.

" My dear ones, " Massimo said as he entered the dining room. - I'd like to announce something.

I almost hit my head on the table, feeling relieved that it was here first and secondly

take them all away. I readily began to translate English to Polish for parents

They understood.

- Tonight we will go to Palermo for the Christmas ball.

" I don't give a fuck, " I groaned, leaning my skull against the counter this time.

My mother from the takeover almost jumped up from the chair, but my father lightly grabbed her by the shoulder,

seating back. Disoriented, I turned to the don and with a delightful artificial

I clung to his ear with a smile.

- We were supposed to go on a cruise?

- Plans have changed. - He kissed my nose.

God, how I dreamed that my life would be in order

and normal, standard and above all boring. I would like to sit at home on the couch

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eating all day and drinking wine. I would like to watch Kevin alone at home and enjoy

doing nothing.

- What's going on, honey? My mother's nervous voice pierced my ears. - I'm not

I have something to wear, besides, this is quite unexpected information.

- Welcome to my world. I spread my hands with an ironic smile.

Massimo sensed my mother's nervousness, which didn't surprise me because he wouldn't

feel, he would have to be deaf, blind and stand somewhere around the bridge. Moving smoothly to

Russian, he turned to her, giving him a smashing smile that I saw again

first. Klara Biel thanked him, fluttering her eyelashes, and I wondered what kind of putty

just pushing her. After a few moments she was sitting all radiant, stroking completely

uninterested father on the shoulder.

" It's taken care of, " Massimo whispered, clutching my thigh. - Come.

He jumped up from the spot, which surprised everyone gathered, and dragged me with him.

- We'll be back soon! I shouted with a smile, disappearing in the corridor.

Dragged through the rooms, I couldn't even ask what was going on

It is happening. When we walked through the next door and found ourselves in the library, Black slammed

them and clung to me in a passionate kiss. His lips, teeth and tongue wandered over mine

face, eagerly getting every single piece of it.

" I need adrenaline, " he panted. - Because cocaine is not an option...

His hands crept under the short dress and grabbed my buttocks, lifting me

up. He crossed the room and set me by the desk, leaning against it.

I looked at him confused, feeling my heart beating with excitement. Massim's hands

they unfastened the strap and then the fly. Putting my thumbs under the pants belt and the elastic of the pants, one

he slid them to the ground, releasing the sticking prick.

" Kneel, " he growled, resting his hands on the edge of the desk. - Blow me off! He ordered when

my knees touched the floor.

Surprised and slightly confused, I raised my eyes and looked at him, finding

an almost black look overwhelmed with wild lust. I slowly grabbed his member

my fingers and I moved my lips close to him. Black's mouth parted, catching more and more

faster gasp, and a low moan came from the interior. I moved my hand from root to foot

tip without taking my eyes off my husband's face.

- How do I do it, don Torricelli? I asked seductively, which he completely ignored.

- Fast and hard. Sweat was visible on Massim's face and his legs were light

trembling.

I gathered saliva in my mouth and spit on his harder cock, ensuring myself

slip. A roar came from Don's throat, and one of his hands went to the back of my head,

forcing me to take his erect mouth; I was waiting for it. I opened my mouth

and I took the whole length, which awarded me with another hand on my occiput. His hips came out on

meeting my moves and after a while it wasn't me who sucked him, but he fucked my mouth.

He moaned loudly and mumbled something in Italian as I took it faster and faster, putting it deeper

down my husband's favorite part of the throat. I don't need my hands wandering his buttocks,

and the nails dug deep into their smooth skin. He loved it, he wanted not only to give strength

sensations, but also receive them in return. Pain was an integral part of our lives

erotic, but they both stimulated us in the same way, so none ever objected.

I felt his penis banging on my throat, crossing the limit of my abilities when

I dug into his stomach with my teeth. I started choking and choking, I wanted to back down, but

he held me tighter. Tears came to my eyes and my breath caught in my throat. Yet

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I stuck my nails harder into Black's skin and then I felt a warm liquid pour over mine

mouth. His hands stopped, but his cock was still deep inside me. I tried to swallow everyone

a drop, but I could barely breathe. Then he pushed me a bit and began to move slowly

hips, giving you the chance to breathe in. He finished and put his hands back to the edge of the desk.

I quickly pulled his still hard penis out of my mouth and wiped my cheeks wet with tears.

I grabbed him with my right hand and, eagerly looking into Massim's eyes, licked until he was completely

clear.

Black's thumb stroked my cheek as I pulled up his boxers, and later

trousers. I fastened the fly and belt and stood in front of him, smoothing the shirt I had stuffed

inside.

- Awake? I asked, slightly raising my eyebrows and wiping mascara that had run down.

" Aroused, " he whispered, kissing my forehead.

Don didn't like the taste of cum, which seemed pretty obvious, but I liked it

oppose him and push certain boundaries. When his lips moved away from me,

I grabbed his face with my hands and broke my tongue brutally between his lips. Body

Massim stiffened, but he didn't push me away. He stood and waited for me to finish while I tried

indulge in as much of his taste as possible.

" It's my smeared makeup, " I hissed, kissing him on the lips a few more times

formed a wicked smile.

We embraced ourselves a bit and spent the rest of the morning rather quietly talking

walking around the property and remembering - especially unfortunately my childhood. Parents do not

they told about how, when I was a few years old, I liked eating sand. For what

Black replied that he had a gravel pit and offered lunch consisting of a tasty heap.

During the short walk, my mother could not understand why at every step

four people follow me, but I decided to ignore her curiosity, afraid I would say

too much. Had it not been for increased protection, I would have long forgotten to meet the gardener

and the danger that my husband thinks lurked around every corner. I was, however

convinced that I am not in danger by a Spanish killer. The way you look at me

he looked, he did not indicate the desire to hurt me, so exceptionally not this time

I shared Massim's paranoia.

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CHAPTER 17

It was about 3pm when three hairdressers came to the property

and make-up artists. Dad and Czarny breathed a sigh of relief, going to siesta, and I along with my mother and Olo

we went to embrace a bit. While combing, I learned what my husband was like

he explained to my parent a radiant smile. It turned out that he was talking about the waiting people

on her selection of dresses that hung in the wardrobe of her room. Listening to this, I came to

the conclusion that either my man lied to me or his power is all-powerful, including

including witchcraft and future prediction. It was supposed to be a boat cruise, and now it is a ball

unexpected, and Black was prepared for any eventuality. Strange. The longer over it

I thought, the more logical it became that the Titan trip from the beginning was nonsense that

she was supposed to calm me down last night. I didn't want to get mad at him because she was waiting for us

a joint event with me as a bracelet in the lead role, so I decided not to wind up.

When I entered the wardrobe, Massimo stood in front of the mirror, tying his bow tie. I stopped

in the doorway and wearing only a soft bathrobe, I looked at this divine view. He was wearing

gray tuxedo pants and a white shirt, hair neatly combed back, laying smoothly.

He looked like a real Mafia Sicilian. He finished the action he was focusing on

he did, and before his hands relaxed freely along the body, he fixed his black eyes on me.

His eyes stared at my reflection and his teeth slowly bit his lower lip. He turned and took off

from the coat hanger, which he put on and fastened with a button. He corrected the cuffs

piercing me with calm eyes, in which there was a surprise.

" I chose you a dress, " he said, standing a few centimeters away from me.

I breathed in his nostrils his overwhelming smell, which made me feel dizzy

in my head, and I was planning to get out of the party and stay in bed with him for the rest of my life.

- Can't I go like that? I grabbed the robe's strap and loosened it, letting it

slid to the floor. Black's jaw clenched and his pupils flooded his eyes when he saw

favorite red lace on my body. - I've got a proposition for you. - I reached for the button

in my jacket and unbuttoned it. - You put me on the counter top and lick me up. - I slid her off

from his arms and I put the chair back, watching his lips parting more and more. -

When I get there, you will turn me back to yourself and looking at my reflection in the mirror, you will enter...

I reached into my belt and then grabbed my hands.

- Where? - This question was like cutting a sword. - Where will I go?

" In my ass, " I whispered, running my tongue over his chin, lip and rubbing it

to mouth

Black growled and grabbed my arms, kissing wildly. I felt the fingers of his hands

they enter me, rubbing moisture inside and on the swollen clitoris.

- I can not. - These words were like a punch in the diaphragm. My husband pulled away from me

and passing by, patted his bare buttocks. - This underwear won't be useful to you. Get dressed because

we have half an hour. - Lechely licked his fingers taken out of me.

I knew what he was doing, it wasn't the first time his cruelty to me was

almost tangible. I clenched my hands in fists and for a moment I shuffled, shouting in my head

any profanity I know, then I took a deep breath and walked toward

prepared cover.

I unzipped the material with the logo of the Polish brand La Mania and it took my breath away. Bright,

the almost white dress with silver applications looked like made of cobwebs. Soft,

ethereal and extremely sexy. Strongly cut on the sides of the breast, fastened around the neck and completely without

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back. In some places transparent, in others composed in shape

silver-gray flowers. The creation was slender at the top and heavily flared at the bottom

me from the hanger. Seeing her, I understood what Massimo meant, saying that I felt like underwear

it won't be useful. Bra was out of question here, and the thong had to be flesh-colored and microscopic. When

I removed it from the hanger, I discovered another cover, which, as it turned out, is silver-gray

cape. Tom Ford in this collection from 2012 introduced this trend, but then even through

I never thought that I would put on something equally dazzling.

" Cars are waiting, " Black said, entering the wardrobe twenty minutes

later. " My queen, " he added, looking at me as I stood in a captivating creation.

He took my hand and kissed my hand, staring with delighted eyes at my figure.

In fact, I looked dazzling. A short and refreshed bob was on my head

perfectly modeled, smoky gray make-up went perfectly with the darker ones

elements of attire, and the short tips of Manolo Blahnik shoes completed the whole. I grabbed

a tiny clutch bag from Valentino and I turned nonchalantly toward my husband.

- Are we going - I challenged him with this ambivalent attitude.

My beautiful man stood with a smile from ear to ear, presenting me a series of whites

equal teeth. He didn't even say a word, just grasped the hand he was holding tighter,

and pulled me towards the stairs.

- Will we be going there long? I asked as we headed toward the exit.

- We're going to the airport and the flight will take us literally a dozen or so minutes.

At the sound of the word " flight, " I squeezed his hand tighter, but he caressed me with a thumb

the back of my hand and I knew it would take something my attention despite the presence of loved ones.

In the huge corridor in front of the exit door I met the rest of the cheerful team,

whose mood was additionally improved by drinking alcohol. All five looked amazing.

Gentlemen in black tuxedos looked like movie stars, while my attention

caught Olga more. For the first time she didn't bet on a hooker style; or maybe Domenico chose it

her outfit? The strapless, black, long, ground-length dress emphasized round shapes and small ones

the fur bolero covered his slim shoulders.

- You are finally here. " My mother's voice pierced me like a dagger. I turned to look at her

look.

My jaw almost dropped when she stood in front of me in a flesh-colored one-shoulder dress.

I stared for a moment, then remembered that it was my husband who gave her this

a gift, and I looked at him, this time showing a slight disapproval. Black

instead, he shrugged cheerfully and showed everyone the way to cars.

" If your parents are with us, I get the feeling we're in high school again, " she whispered

Olga, when we got out of the cars at the historic hotel in Palermo. - I have to be like that

correct, nice and cultural ass, because everyone on earth understands the word fuck in English, fuck!

- From what I know, they are going to Poland tomorrow. I laughed, grabbing her hand. - I also have

enough of this tense atmosphere and constant fear that something will come on that will light the lamp

security, and guess who Massimo is.

- I forgot to ask you. She lowered her voice conspiratorially. - Why suddenly

is there so much protection in the house? Domenico doesn't want to tell me anything.

- Oh, because... - I started and then Black took my hand.

- Ready? He nodded at the photographers standing at the entrance and the crowd swirling

next to you.

Jesus Christ, I will never be ready for it, nor will I feel at ease.

I clamped my hand on my husband's shoulder, and he put my hand comfortingly on mine and then they came

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screams. Photographers pushed one by one to take the best photo possible.

Massimo stood calmly, taking on a mask of indifference, and I tried to open my eyes when

millions of flashes lit up, blinding me.

- Signora Torricelli! - The scream never ceased.

So I raised my head high and gave everyone gathered the most radiant

from smiles I had in the palette of mines and artificial facial expressions. After a moment, the don nodded

we walked inside and peacefully.

- You're getting better at it. - Black kissed my hand, leading me through the hall to the room

ballroom.

When we took our seats at the table, I was glad that he was not with us this time

strangers, although I knew that sad men would finally appear. I scanned my eyes

monumental surroundings. The ceiling on the third floor was richly decorated and the columns

supporting the roof finished with carved arches received speech. They were burning everywhere

candles, beautiful giant Christmas trees and festive decorations. There was silver on the tables,

and the buffets, of which there were at least a dozen, were bending with international delicacies.

The waiters in white coats were serving snacks, and I was once again wondering what I was doing here.

Something else probably had my mother in her mind, who in such circumstances felt like

fish in the water, focusing the attention of most men. Dad sat proud and completely

unmoved by the fact that since we came, and it was about five minutes earlier, I have mother

asked to dance six times.

- What party is this? I leaned toward Massim, lightly stroking his thigh.

" Charity, " he whispered back. - And stop provoking me. - He moved my hand over

his crotch and stroked the hard bulge between his legs.

- I'm not wearing pants. I smiled brightly at him because I felt that

my mother is watching us.

Black's hand tightened on mine, almost crushing her, and his black eyes fixed on him

me.

- You lie - he cleared his throat gently, nodding a glass of champagne at Klara.

- I have a dress with no fabric on the back, slide my hand over my back and check for yourself. -

I raised my eyebrows and nodded towards my mother with a glass of water.

I felt my husband's arm move lower and his hand wandering under the dress, after

how it freezes. When I put my underwear on at home, I discovered that, unfortunately, you can see every color, so

after making sure that I wouldn't show anything without her, I decided to leave without.

Don sat stiff as a stick and gently ran his finger over where it began

my buttocks. He took a deep breath and put both hands on the table. I've got you, I thought.

I slid my right hand down, pretending to improve the shoe, and lifting the layers of material,

I found my wet pussy. I played with it for a while, and when I was sure that

she gave away all my smell and taste, I rubbed my fingers, took out my hand, and gave it slowly

Massim.

- Kiss me and feel me. - I bit his ear lobe.

He obeyed the command, gently sliding his lips over the wet spot on

hand. His pupils dilated, and his breathing clearly accelerated when he inhaled

smell and feel the taste.

" I... don't... don't... refuse, " I whispered every word and took it away

hand.

Don burned harder and brighter than the candles on the table, but he looked at my amused ones

parents, took a sip of wine and leaned his back on the backrest. His cage waved more every second

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steadily, and he closed his mouth a moment ago, leaving a shadow on them

smile. I would have admired his self-control were it not for the fact that his cock was in his

his pants almost ripped open.

" These Louboutin heels will finish me off, " Olga said, falling in three

party hours on the next chair. - Domenico can't dance, I'm not in it either

the best one, and drags me on this dance floor as if it was " Dancing with the Stars" and this is the final. -

Her eyes widened.

I looked at her with compassion. I know how she felt - two at the Venice festival

she had enough of it. I glanced at Massim, who was stubborn at something

he was discussing with Jakub, and I was glad that at least he was a great dancer. this

in the evening my husband did not leave me a step. I don't know if it was the parents' merit or

maybe no panties, but he stuck to me like a plaster.

It was before one when my dad and mother said goodbye and one of the Don's men escorted

them to the room. Then an older man sat down at our table. He greeted everyone

including my brother, and after a while all four of them were in conversation.

- Oh, it begins - I muttered to Olo's still massaging foot.

- Oh, fucking Lari, what did you expect? She shrugged. - Let's go to sleep.

Her proposal seemed to me the best option possible, so I turned to

husband asking us to go to the room. Unfortunately, I encountered resistance and an annoyed look

tired of Massim.

" We're going, " I said, getting up.

Black nodded to two bodyguards who were stuck against the wall, and after a few seconds as

the wall has grown up before me. I made a displeased face, shook my head and went in the direction

output.

The two gorillas apparently knew the way to my room, so I obeyed

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