Torta Piccante !

Chapter 20: 13 Years !!

(Mature Language 18+)

* * 13 YEARS BACK * *

"Vai da qualche parte dottore?" (Going somewhere doctor?)

The documents slipped off his trembling hands while the two men made his way towards him in crisp steps. With their faces covered by black masks, they pulled out their guns and shot the poor man 6 times.

As his blood spluttered on the walls and the doctor collapsed on the ground, one of the shooters kicked the doctor's face and chuckled.

Hunching down, he picked up the doctor's phone and scrolled through the gallery. Passing one evil look at the dead man, he kicked him in the ribs saying, "Bloody b****** tried to expose us and see what he got? That's what happens to people who cross us. Poor Dr. Dean Williams 'Rest in Peace'!"

This cruel man was so mad at the doctor that he wanted to bring him back to life and kill him 'again'!

"Under boss!"

"Mmmm?"

"There is a girl here in the window." The other man whispered looking at the small girl who laid there unconscious in the window while the man who shot her father damaged Dr. Dean's phone saying, "Oh! That must be his daughter."

"What do we do with her?"

As the question hit his ear drums he tucked back his gun in his holster and glared at the doctor's dead body ordering, "Take care of everything. Make it look like a suicide. One mistake and you will meet the same fate as this b******!"

"Sure under boss! But, what about the girl?"

As the question hit his ear drums, he smirked and moved out of the room not before saying, "SELL her!"

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"Ricardo!"

"Hmmm?"

It was nearly 4 in the morning and they were just done with the third round of some intense and passionate love making. To say with each passing day their love making sessions were growing even more intense and passionate would be such an understatement.

The grey sheet covering their naked form was already tossed on the ground amidst their second round that night.

With her slender frame resting over his broad and sturdy one, he gently ran his fingers through her hair whispering a small, 'stay!' when he saw her moving. Like an obedient girl she gave into his request without protesting.

"Ricardo, I miss dad so much." She whispered in a soft tone pasting her cheek to his chest and as tears pooled in her eyes she added, "I wish he was there with us. He would have been so happy to meet you all. You have no idea how happy he would have been for us."

As her warm tears fell on his chest, his heart broke seeing her like this and hearing her pain. While he wrapped his arm tightly around her frame whispering, "Ssshhhh!"; she whispered back in between her painful sobs, "I miss dad so much. Why did he leave me? Why did this happen to him? He was such a great person. Then why? Why?"

"Oh baby girl! Don't cry sweetheart. I am so sorry honey. Please don't cry baby, I can't see you like this. Honey please." He said in a soft comforting tone rubbing her arm and kissing her head ever so lovingly while she sobbed tucking her face in his chest.

Gently turning around he laid her on her back and turned sideways to face her. Resting his head with the support of his strong muscular arm, he gently wiped her tears and kissed her cheeks ever so lovingly.