*Alberto’s POV*
As soon as we made it to the car, I opened the door for Isa before turning to Edgardo.
“Dove sono loro?” (Italian for “Where are they?”) I asked him as he placed the keys in my hands. “Thank you.” I replied, climbing in after Isa.
“Padrino.” She whispered with a pout as I closed the door.
“Che cos'è?” (Italian for “What is it?”) I asked her, caressing her cheek.
She didn’t reply. She just laid on my lap, face down. I pulled her hair to the side as she turned her face to look at me.
“What are you doing, Angel?” I asked her as she played with the button of my trousers, awakening my beast.
“It’s sore.” She said, making me chuckle.
“Of course, it is.” I said as I played with her hair. She was so beautiful and perfect that I could get lost in her, which I did. I didn’t even notice when Edgardo had driven out of the plaza.
I placed one hand on her thigh as I continued caressing her hair before looking up. There was silence for a bit until Edgardo turned out of the mainroad.
“Hai controllato come stanno le cose a casa?” (Italian for “Have you checked how things are back home?”) I asked him as Isa tried to lower my zipper discretely. I had been so focused on Isa that I hadn’t even bothered calling my men.
“Si, Capo.” He replied as he looked at me through the rear view-mirror.
“Cazzo, Isa.” I whispered through gritted teeth as I grabbed her wrist before she could put her hand inside of my freshly opened pants.
I was already painfully hard, but I didn’t need my right-hand man, seeing my angel sucking me off. But if Edgardo weren’t here, I would definitely be balls deep inside of her.
“What?” She asked innocently. “I said I was starving earlier, did I not?” She whispered, making me groan before Edgardo cleared his throat, forcing me to look back at him through the rear view-mirror.
“They are snooping around again.” He said, making my grip on Isa’s hair tighten.
“What else?” I growled at him because I knew there was something else.
“They weren’t able to get to one of our men this time, but it seems like they planted something in one of our businesses before the feds raided it.” He said, making me take deep breaths to not lash out in front of Isa.
She must have sensed my change of mood because she sat up and kissed my lips gently as she placed her hand on my chest. She was about to pull away when I gripped the back of her hair tightly, deepening our kiss. I fūcking needed the relief and she was the only one that could help with it.
She plunged her tongue in my mouth as it wrestled with mine, instantly taking my mind off the need for blood. But this kiss was definitely not helping with my problem down south. I just wanted to force her to straddle me so I can fūck her uncovered pūssy. I groaned into the kiss, pulling myself away from her before we gave Edgardo a VIP view of how his boss fūcks. We were close, but I doubt he’d appreciate seeing it. That, and he wouldn’t see my angel like that, not even in his damn dreams.
“Padrino.” She whimpered with hooded eyes, making me pull on her hair.
“You are definitely getting punished later today.” I growled into her ear before looking forward to Edgardo uncomfortably shifting in his seat as he avoided my eyes. “How much longer?”
“We are just about to pull up.” He replied, still avoiding my eyes. Good. I would hate to rip them out.
“About our other problem. Find them. And when we have them, I will personally go take care of business.” I hissed as I squeezed Isa’s thigh, making her gasp out in pleasure. Fūck. She was definitely a pain freak.
“Si Capo.” He replied as he turned into a heavily wooded area.
The road through was a bit rocky until the trees ended, opening up into miles and miles of very green, trimmed down grass, leading to my new house. Well, I should say my vacation home since I had to get back home. A news I had to break to Isa, not that she had a choice in the matter. She was coming with me; si o si.
“Wow.” Isa whispered as she looked out the window.
“Do you like it?” I asked her, rubbing her thigh slowly.
“I’ve seen better.” She said with a smirk, making me laugh.
My hand reached up to her neck, grasping it tightly and forcing her face closer to mine. “I know you’ve had better views.” I whispered against her lips as my free hand placed hers on my still stiff cōck.
“Someone’s a bit cōcky.” She replied as her lips tugged upward.
“Am I lying?” I asked her with a raised brow as the car came to a stop.
I released her before reaching for the door. I quickly climbed out, helping Isa out right after.
“So, this property is fully furnished because it was used as a rental home. I know it’s not really your taste, but it’s what we could find on such short notice.” Edgardo told me as we walked up the concrete steps.
I nodded as I looked around. It wasn’t like the mansion I designed in Miami, but it would do to keep my angel away from those asšholes. For now, at least, because I planned on taking her back home where she always belonged.
As soon as the heavy wooden doors were opened for us, we had a good view of the open concept farmhouse style first floor. Not really my taste, but it would do.
“The house is missing color.” I said as my tongue clicked.
“What?” Isa asked with a smile. “There are blues, yellows, whites, grays, among other colors. What did you want? The fūcking rainbow?” She asked with a raised brow.
“Capo means black.” Edgardo answered for me, making me chuckle.
The fūcker has been with me for years. He knows black was my color. Like fūck the other color pallets. Everything for me started with black and ended with black.
“Esattamente.” (Italian for “Exactly”.) I replied, making her shake her head.
“We already have an interior designer coming here in the morning. We sent her pictures of the variety of blacks from the mansion in Miami so she could get an idea of what you like.” He replied.
“Bene.” (Italian for “Good.”) I replied as I watched Isa walk around the house curiously while her fingers touched each surface gently. Dio she was so fūcking beautiful. I just can’t get enough of her.
“Go get Isa’s friend and Lucio. I want them here before I have to go to the damn casino. I don’t want my angel to be alone.” I told him as he nodded and walked away.
I turned to look for Isa, but she was gone. “Isa?” I called out but was met with silence. “Angel, where did you go?” I asked again as I walked through the living room and kitchen.
I turned, finding the stairs toward a corner, and sighed. I took the steps two at a time, finding the second floor dark. “Isa, baby?” I called out again as my vision adjusted to the darkness.
“In the room?” She yelled, making me smile. She was so fūcking sneaky. How the fūck did she find the room already?
I walked toward the only door that was slightly open as my phone buzzed in my pocket. I sighed as I pulled it out, looking at the screen.
It was a text from an unknown number. As soon as I opened the message, a picture popped up, making my eyes darken in anger. How the fūck?
I stared down at the screen as the picture taken of Isa and me at the waterfall made my grip on my phone tighten. I was trying to keep my cool when another message came in.
Unknown: I wonder what Blanco would say when he finds out that his friend is betraying him with the whōre of his daughter.
I gritted my teeth in anger. Usually, I would be upset about Francisco finding out, but they just called my angel a fūcking whōre. Whoever this was was going to wish he had never been born. Mark my fūcking words.
Unknown: Maybe he should watch the video.
I felt my hands trembling in anger as I typed furiously on the phone.
Me: Listen here, Mother Fūcker. Do what the fūck you want, but that will be the last you do in this life.
Unknown: The mafia needs some fresh faces. It is time for the change, but not before I ruin you, Blanco, and that little whōre.
“Padrino?” Isa called, opening the door of the room.
I closed my eyes, placing the phone in my pocket. I will find out who that is and I will make him pay. Everything will be fine. “Yes, Angel.” I replied, opening my eyes to find Isa completely naked.
“Are you okay?” She asked with brows furrowed as she stepped closer, placing her hands on my chest.
My eyes roamed her body hungrily, pushing that fūcking message to the back of my head. That will be solved soon, but right now, I need to blow some steam with my angel.
I gripped her neck, squeezing gently. “Why are you naked?” I asked her as my other hand pinched her nīpples, making her eyes roll back.
“Why do you think?” She panted out as she licked her lips.
“Because you’re a naughty little whōre.” I growled in her ear, pushing her into the room gently. “Daddy’s little fūcking whōre.”
“Mhm.” She moaned as her hands roamed my body.
“Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.” I hissed in her ear. “I think it’s time you are taught a lesson, baby. Are you ready to be punished, Angel?” I asked her, making her shiver with pleasure.
I’m pretty sure she was more than fūcking ready for her Daddy to punish her. And I was even more ready to execute the punishments.