***WARNING | BRIEF TRIGGER & STEAMY SCENE WARNING***
*Edgardo’s POV*
I was already in a bad mood because I couldn’t finish what I started with Penelope, so you can imagine how pissed I was when I found out what was going on.
“Where is he?” I asked Rocco with a scowl as I rolled up my sleeves.
“We have him tied up in the kitchen.” Rocco shrugged, making me throw my head back in annoyance.
“Capo is going to castrate you. Why the fūck the kitchen?” I asked, turning towards the kitchen.
“It was the closest room from where we found him.” He mumbled quickly.
“And the basement?” I asked him, giving him a side look.
“We are questioning some others in there already.” He replied with a smirk as he rubbed his hands in delight.
“Fine.” I uttered, rolling my neck before pulling my tie off. I got a sudden vision of me tying Pen to my bed with the tie as I fūcked her into the mattress, making me incredibly hard. Great.
“Ready?” Rocco smirked, looking down at my crotch briefly before shaking his head. “If I wouldn’t have heard her, I would think torturing traitors made you hard.” He chuckled, making me glare at him.
“Shut the fūck up.” I spat, pushing the door open and walking into the kitchen.
“Edgardo!” Alonzo shouted at me as soon as I walked inside. “Grazie a Dio che sei qui. Non capisco perché mi hanno legato. Non ho fatto niente.” (Italian for “Thank God that you are here. I don’t understand why they tied me up. I did nothing.”)
“Taglia la merda.” (Italian for “Cut the shīt.”) I replied as soon as I reached him before raising my hand and backslapping him. “Why don’t you make this easier and start talking. I promise that once Capo finds out, he won’t be as nice as us.”
He shook his head frantically. “I swear, Edgardo. You are mistaken.” He tried again as I raised my chin towards one of the chairs nearby before Rocco walked over to grab it. He placed it in front of me while I turned it backwards and sat down, placing my elbows on the back of the chair.
“Don’t waste my time.” I hissed, clenching my teeth together. I wanted to get this shīt over with and maybe have time to explore Pen’s warm pūssy some more before sitting down with Alberto.
“I’m not. I pro—” He was saying, but I signaled for Rocco to get involved. He immediately connected his knuckles with Alonzo’s face, making him groan in pain as blood trickled down his mouth.
“Let’s try that again.” I expressed, pulling out a knife from my pocket as I scratched my temple with the tip of the knife. “Why were you looking through Capo’s bedroom?”
“Edgardo.” He panicked as his eyes grew wide. “I—I— It wasn’t—” He stammered, wetting his dry lips with his tongue, but I had lost my patience already and shoved the knife into his thigh, making him cry out in pain.
“Shush!” I ordered, twisting the knife inside his thigh as my eyes locked with his. “Capo will hear you and it won’t be pretty.” I told him as Rocco’s phone rung. He quickly pulled out his phone and answered it while I pulled out the knife and cleaned it against Alonzo’s shirt.
“Blanco is outside and is requesting entrance.” Rocco said before I could ask Alonzo anything else.
“Well, it seems that your luck is over.” I spat at Alonzo before driving the knife into his shoulder. “Hold that for me, will you?” I asked him sarcastically as Rocco snorted. “Give him the green light. I’ll go get Capo.” I told Rocco, turning to walk to Alberto’s office.
As I exited the kitchen, I came face to face with Penelope, making my fists ball up in anger. “How the hell did you get out of the room?” I asked her, grabbing her by her arms tightly.
“What the hell, Edgardo!” She hissed, banging her small fists into my chest. “You are hurting me.”
“Sorry.” I replied, loosening my hold on her arms. “But how did you get out?” I questioned again.
“No one was at my door.” She shrugged as my jaw ticked in irritation. I was so focused on getting to the traitor that I didn’t even think about sending someone else to keep watch over my bedroom door.
“Go back to the room.” I told her as she furrowed her brows.
“No. I want something to drink.” She voiced out as I leaned my face closer to hers.
“I will send something to you but go to the ro—” I was saying, but she crossed her arms and shook her head. “I’m not fūcking asking you, little girl.” I informed her in a dangerously low voice.
She ground her teeth together, leaning closer. “You aren’t the boss of me.” She declared with a smirk, making me push her against the wall. She placed her hands on my chest as she glared at me. “Let me go!”
“You have one second to take your sexy asš back to the room or—” I was saying, but she rolled her eyes.
“Yeah, yeah. ‘Or else’.” She muttered in an annoyed voice as she used air quotes.
“You don’t fūcking believe it?” I asked her, wrapping my hand around her neck.
“No.” She whispered as her eyes flickered to my lips, making me smirk.
“You just want me to fūck the attitude out of you, don’t you?” I chuckled as her face turned red in embarrassment. I leaned forward, pressing my lips to her ear while I tightened my hold around her neck. “I’m definitely warming my cōck with that pūssy, but in the meantime, you will do as you are told.” I informed her, biting her earlobe gently and forcing a moan to escape her lips. I loved the control I had over her body and I can’t wait to see how much more I’d have when I had her body writhing under me.
“Penelope?” Blanco’s voice sounded down the hall, making me release Penelope instantly. Fūck. Capo was still in his office with —
“Blanco, it’s a pleasure to have you and your wife here.” I said loudly, hoping that Capo could hear me. If not, there would be a lot more dead people besides the traitor inside the kitchen.
*Alberto’s POV*
“Fūck, angel.” I grunted as her pūssy spasmed around my throbbing cōck. “You’re so perfect.”
“Mmm, Padrino. I love your big cōck.” She cried out as I continued drilling into her, extending her orgāsm.
“That’s it, angel. Give me everything you have.” I ordered her, wrapping my arm around her to pull on her clīt piercing before rubbing her sensitive bud.
“Holy fūcking shīt.” She screāmed, forcing me to pull out and press my face in between her legs, licking her slick arousal and making her legs give out.
I pulled away, helping her to her knees before stroking myself. “Open your mouth and suck Padrino off.” I told her, biting my lips as she looked up at me between her lashes. “Fūcking beautiful.” I groaned, smacking her face with my cōck as I spread her own juices along her face before placing my tip on her mouth.
She immediately took me in her mouth greedily, sucking the mushroom tip as she stroked the portion that wasn’t in her mouth. My eyes rolled at the way she moved her expert mouth as she made me feel ready to explode. I grabbed her hair, bunching it behind her head as I forced her to take me all the way back. I loved that she could take me completely.
“Just like that, baby girl.” I grunted as I impaled her throat, feeling my balls tighten. “Fūck.”
I was close when I heard Edgardo’s voice outside the office as he greeted Francisco. I pulled Isa’s hair, trying to get her off, but she swatted my hands, sucking harder.
“Angel, your dad.” I said through clenched teeth, trying to keep from cūmming. She released my cōck with a loud pop sound, locking eyes with me as she continued stroking me.
“We aren’t stopping until you cūm. I don’t care where, but you are fūcking cūmming.” She mumbled, licking her lips as her eyes moved to my swollen tip again.
“Fine. In your fūcking mouth, angel.” I told her, thrusting my cōck right back in. “Shīt, baby. Take my cōck. Take it. Fūck.” I panted, throwing my head back.
It wasn’t long before I came in her mouth with a loud grunt as she licked my shaft clean. “Mmmm, Padrino. You taste so good.” She whispered as she continued to lick me like a kitten would lick its milk. I had to close my eyes because I was becoming hard for her again just watching her tongue my cōck.
“Up, angel.” I huffed, squeezing my eyes tightly.
“No, Padrino. I’m not done.” She complained, forcing me to open my eyes.
“Now.” I growled, wrapping my hand around her throat as I leaned forward. “Get fūcking dressed before your father finds us like this.” I told her before releasing her and standing up to shove my half-mast cōck back in my pants.
“Padrino.” She licked her lips as she leaned back, spreading her legs, exposing her hairless pūssy to me.
“Fūck, Isa. I have to speak with your father and if he—” I was saying when a knock came to the door, making me clench my teeth together. “Get up.” I hissed at her before walking towards the desk and grabbing my phone.
“Fine.” She muttered under her breath as she stood up and fixed her clothes. I knew she liked living dangerously, but her fūcking dad was right outside the door.
I pressed the phone to my ear as I dialed for Rocco, since Edgardo was with Francisco. “Capo.” He immediately answered as someone groaned in the background.
“Ti ho ordinato di trovare gli stronzi, giusto?” (Italian for “I ordered you to find the asšholes, right?”) I shouted at him as he cleared his throat, probably in confusion.
“Um Capo?” He replied while I walked around my desk, taking a seat.
“Voglio che li trovi. Ho un ospite quindi devo andare, ma voglio risposte non appena avrò finito.” (Italian for “I want you to find them. I have a guest, so I have to go, but I want answers as soon as I'm done.”) I told him before looking up at Isa, finding her fixing her hair. Damn, she was the sexiest woman I had ever laid my eyes on. “Can you get that, angel?” I asked her loudly so that they could hear us.
“Si Padrino.” She replied, biting her lip before turning to the door.
“Ti chiamerò quando avrò finito per discutere ulteriormente di questa chiamata.” (Italian for “I will call you when I finish to discuss this call further.”) I told Rocco as Isa opened the door, revealing Edgardo and her friend.
“Blanco has arrived and wishes to speak with you, Capo.” Edgardo said, looking relieved to find us fully clothed. Dio, even I was surprised I was able to stop fūcking her so soon.
Before I could respond, Francisco walked into the office with Giulia behind him. “I’m so glad you are alright, Isa.” Francisco muttered, pulling her into his arms.
“Padrino knows how to take care of me.” She replied when he let go of her before she shot me a heated look. Fūck me, Isa. Fūck me.
“I’m sure he does.” Francisco huffed, turning towards me. “Will you girls give us a few minutes?” He asked them as I stood to meet them where they were.
“Papa—” Isa was about to protest, but I locked eyes with her and silently ordered her to listen for once.
“Giulia.” I greeted her, kissing both her cheeks before putting my arm around Isa’s waist. “Isa will give you a tour. Won’t you, angel?” I asked her as she sighed before nodding.
“Come on, Mama.” She said, interlacing her hand with her mother’s before reaching for her friend too. She looked over her shoulder, throwing me a kiss, making me clench my teeth again. Someone needed another fūcking spanking.
“Capo.” Edgardo cleared his throat as Francisco and I turned towards the desk, making me spin to look at him again. “We have another problem.” He confessed as my jaw ticked. Another fūcking problem. Great. Just great.