***WARNING | STEAMY WARNING***
*Alberto’s POV*
I rolled my neck as I followed Edgardo out of the office while Francisco raised his hand and patted my shoulder.
“You seem so tense nowadays. I mean, more than usual.” He commented with a soft chuckle, making me roll my eyes. I couldn’t be my usual self with him yet until we settled the marriage arrangement shīt.
“I wonder why.” I muttered, pushing his arm off and making him laugh louder.
“Someone is in need of some pūssy.” He mentioned, forcing me to clench my teeth to not bark back that I’ve been eating the best pūssy to exist, but clearly not enough of it with all the problems being thrown my way.
As soon as we walked through the door, Edgardo pointed to the hallway that led to the kitchen while I clicked my tongue. “Really?” I scowled as he returned a sheepish smile.
“Seems like the guys are extra busy today.” He voiced while I nodded. And he was right. I had assigned the guys to tortūre some men that had connections with the Santoro family, since I had yet to talk to my brother about what they had on him to make him agree to an arranged marriage. After last night, these same men will have to cough up what they know about the price put on my angel’s head too. I was about to reply when I also remembered that we had one more group of people to question.
“We will be even more busy when I talk to last night’s security.” I grumbled under my breath before making my way towards the kitchen. They will also be paying for letting my angel out of their sight and not informing me about it.
“Papa! Padrino!” Isa shouted from behind us, making us turn towards her voice. The voice that made me hard just by listening to it.
“You already toured the house?” Francisco asked them when he noticed they were sitting on the leather couches.
“I haven’t been here long enough to remember how to get around.” Isa replied with a shrug as her eyes flickered to mine.
I inhaled slowly, hoping to whoever would listen that the blood around my body didn’t rush to my dīck because all I could think about was fūcking my angel on every surface of this house.
“I can get one of the guys to accompany them.” Edgardo offered, as I pursed my lips.
“Fine.” I nodded before turning back towards the kitchen.
“Is your meeting over?” Isa questioned before I could take another step, making me curse her under my breath. I needed to draw blood like yesterday.
“For now.” Francisco replied from behind me.
“We will see you girls in a bit.” I told them, slightly turning to glare at Isa.
She crossed her arms and looked at her father, completely ignoring me and forcing me to stretch my neck in hopes that it would somehow keep my temper under control, but it obviously failed. My angel knew how to get under my skin, especially when I was already pissed.
“Any chance that we can tag along? Mama isn’t interested in touring another four walls.” My angel questioned as Giulia bit her lip to hide her smile. Something fūcking told me that she knew something, but that couldn’t be. Isa and I agreed to plan something before telling them.
“Not a chance.” I barked out before Francisco could reply. “We are still handling shīt.”
“In the kitchen?” She asked, licking her lips slowly, forcing me to internally groan as my cōck pressed against my pants.
“Isa.” Francisco hissed. “Respect your Padrino and don’t question him.”
“It’s fine, Fratello.” I muttered, placing my hand on his shoulder before forcing my glare back at her. My glare had been enough to force six-foot, two-hundred and fifty pound men to kneel and kiss my feet. Meanwhile, my angel didn’t even bat an eye and because of that, she had earned herself another punishment. At this point, I’m just going to leave her tied on my bed with her asš in the air, ready for my spankings and my fūcking.
‘Stop thinking about her warm cunt, Alberto.’ I chastised myself as I forced myself to talk once more.
“She’s still upset that I lost my temper yesterday. Can I get a minute with her before we get business handled?” I voiced my question to him, not breaking eye contact with my angel. It wasn’t a surprise that I asked him instead of just telling him to get the hell out. It didn’t matter how pissed at him I was, he would still be my brother. At least until we have our sit-down.
“Clearly, she doesn’t know you that well.” He chuckled before glancing back at me. “I know the asšhole deserved it, but Isa is right to be pissed.” He said in my ear and pulled away to walk towards Giulia, extending his arm to pull her with him, but she pushed his hand away before storming out of the room in front of him. She was probably still mad with him about the marriage shīt and I was happy to see that she had finally put her foot down about something.
As soon as Giulia and Francisco were no longer in sight, I turned back to Isa with a cold glare. “Angel.” I extended my hand, forcing her to gulp as she looked at my hand.
“Padrino, I—” She was saying, but I wrapped my extended hand around her waist before leaning into her ear.
“I suggest you start walking if you don’t want me to spank you right here in front of your friend and Edgardo.” I growled lowly, making her shiver. “And I would have to kill them for seeing your beautiful round asš because that’s only for my eyes.”
Before I had completely pulled away, she rushed to my office in a heart beat, causing my lips to twitch into a brief smile. Smart girl.
I nodded towards Edgardo and followed my angel into my office. As soon as I was inside, I closed and locked the door, making Isa turn towards me.
“Padrino—” Was the only word she got out before I grabbed her by the hair and pushed her against the door.
“What the fūck was that?” I hissed in her ear as her body trembled under me. “Answer me!” I spat, rubbing my hard cōck against her asš.
“I didn’t do anything.” She moaned, biting her lip as she pushed her fat asš backwards.
“You didn’t fūcking question me?” I asked her further, gripping her hair tighter as my free hand reached for the hem of her dress.
Honestly, I was more upset about the phone call and traitor than anything else, but I needed to take my anger out on someone. While I would get some sort of relief from tortūring the fūcker in my kitchen, only my angel’s pūssy could tame my inner demon. I needed her tight cūnt around my cōck in order to think straight.
“Maybe.” She laughed, forcing me to take a deep breath and pull her hair further back so she could look at me.
“Do you like pushing my buttons, Angel?” I growled against her lips as our eyes locked.
By now, I had bunched her dress around her waist again before I reached for my pūssy, pulling her clīt piercing between two fingers as I slowly teased her. “Answer my fūcking question.” I hissed as her lips parted in pleasure.
“Yes.” She whispered while her hands that she had placed against the door pushed her further back into my body. I was rock fūcking solid and needed to be inside her pūssy yesterday.
“I’m going to fūck your pūssy and you will be extra quiet or I won’t let you cūm.” I ordered her as her breathing became more labored. I should be punishing her by not allowing her to cūm, but I needed her pūssy milking me as soon as possible.
“Si, Padrino.” She cried out, making me smack her pūssy hard as the hand that was wrapped around her hair clamped over her mouth, forcing her to keep quiet.
“What did I fūcking say?” I hissed, delivering three more hard smacks against her pūssy, forcing her knees to buckle before my arm held her in place around her waist.
Her moans were muffled by my hand, so I decided that was the way we’d go because there was no way in hell that Isa could stay quiet. She was a fūcking screāmer and I loved it, but her screāms weren’t convenient at the moment.
“Take my cōck out.” I commanded her as my lips brushed against her ear.
She removed both hands from the door and reached back, immediately finding the button of my trousers and zipper before pulling my painfully erect cōck out. She stroked me as I released her waist and grabbed her right leg, placing my forearm under her thigh to keep her wide open for me.
“Guide me to your warm pūssy, Angel.” I told her, lowering myself to help her.
As soon as I felt her dripping entrance, I impaled her from behind without a single warning, forcing her hands to fly to the door to hold us in place. I’m glad that I had my hand covering her mouth because she screāmed into my palm, making my balls draw back.
“Fūck, Angel. You don’t know what you do to me.” I groaned as I rocked my hips against her, seeking to blow my load inside of her before one of those fūckers outside interrupted us.
Her muffled moans and her tight pūssy had me on the edge already. No woman could ever make me cūm so soon, but here was my angel, making my balls contract in point five seconds.
I licked up her neck until I reached her ear again. “I’m so close to cūmming in your perfectly tight pūssy.” I hissed, driving my cōck home as her eyes rolled back. “Look at me!” I growled in her ear as I forced my hips to thrust faster. “Rub your clīt as Padrino fūcks your pūssy just how you like it.”
She did as she was told, reaching between her legs while her fingers circled her swollen bud, making her pūssy tighten around me. I was panting in her ear as I struggled to hold back from coating her walls. One thing I didn’t do was leave a woman unsatisfied.
“Faster, Slūt.” I growled as she struggled to maintain eye contact. “Fūck.” I hissed when her pūssy forced my cūm to spurt out on command.
I bit down hard on her neck, making her screām into my palm again as her pūssy coated my cōck with her tasty cream while both our bodies spasmed from the orgāsm. Fūck, being with my angel was always something else.
I released her mouth as I lowered her leg and pulled out. I backed up, my eyes watching her lean against the door as she gasped for air while I pulled my pants back up. “Maybe next time you won’t question me in front of others.” I stated with a smirk, making her open her eyes and turn to me.
“Are you fūcking kidding me? There will be more questioning from now on if you are going to fūck me like that.” She replied, licking her lips as she reached for her dress that was still bunched up around her waist, drawing my attention back to her bare pūssy. Fūck me. Her pūssy was enchanted or something because my mouth was salivating for it.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “Fix yourself up.” I muttered, making her laugh. I wanted to spank her asš red so fūcking bad, but it would have to wait until Francisco left.
When I opened my eyes again, her dress was lowered and she was swaying her hips as she walked towards me.
My angel was my own personal Eve. My temptress. My forbidden fruit that I would eat on repeat without a care in the world to be sent to hell.
“Padrino.” She purred as she reached me and wrapped her arms around my shoulder.
“Don’t.” I hissed, pulling her arms off me. If she as much as breathed close to me, I’d be harder than cement again. “I will have one of the guys take you and Giulia to the indoor pool.” I told her, pulling my phone out of my pocket.
“But I’m hungry.” She complained, reaching for me again, but I slipped away and walked towards my desk.
“I will have one of the girls take you something.” I replied as I shot Aurelio a text.
“But I wanted to go to this kitchen.” She purred, wrapping her arms around my shoulder.
“For fūck’s sake, Isa. Enough.” I growled, slamming my phone on my desk.
“Stop hiding shīt from me then! What is going on? Why are you pushing me away like I haven’t seen shīt before?” She questioned, pushing her face towards me.
I grabbed her by the neck, holding her face inches from mine. “Not. Right. Now.” I replied through clenched teeth as she glared further. My angel kicked out of heaven wasn’t going to back down. “Just do as you are told and I will tell you later.”
I knew Isa hated that her father and I kept things from her, but there were some things that was best for women not to find out. My angel obviously knew what I did for a living, but that didn’t mean I wanted her there when I tortūred and killed asšholes. I could tell her, but after the problem was solved.
She opened her mouth to speak when a knock came on the door. “Capo.” Aurelio said from the other side.
“Seems like your tour guy has arrived.” I smiled, placing a peck on her lips before releasing her neck.
She rubbed her lips clean with the back of her hand as she glared back at me. Something about her look told me that she would make my life a living hell.
“Don’t do anything stupīd.” I hissed as her lips pulled up into a smile.
“Me?” She pointed at herself with her index finger. “I’m your angel.” She added before turning on her heels and storming out.
“Fūck.” I groaned as I rubbed my face tiredly before walking out of my office to meet with Edgardo.