Chapter 29

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"You know I can arrest him right?" Mason asked, laughing.

"You know I can murder you right?" Sylvia said through gritted teeth.

"Ah that's a threat I suppose." He replied still smiling, blood dripping from his nose.

"Liliana fetch me a glass of water." He ordered. Lucio could feel his hands shaking from anger.

"Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. I can't fucking do this anymore. I'm tired, I'm tired of you, I'm tired of your disparaging comments, of your fake apologies every time you treat me like shit, I'm fucking tired. " Suddenly Liliana yelled out, tears forming in her eyes.

"Don't speak to me like that bitch." Mason breathed out, landing a slap on her face. Lucio pulled his gun out, shooting him in the head.

"Good riddance." Antonio mumbled.

Sylvia stood up, walking to Liliana and wrapping her arms around her. She kissed the top of her head.

"It's going to be okay, it's all going to be alright."  She whispered in Liliana's ear, as she cried.

"I-I was with him, because he has a tape. A tape of us having sex. He blackmailed me and I couldn't leave him." Lucio swore under his breath, running a hand through his hair.

"We could've killed him way earlier, we're the Italian fucking mafia." Lucio yelled out.

"I was scared okay? Stop yelling at me." She cried out.

"Do you think Giovanni hates me?" Liliana quietly asked.

"Of course not, why would he?" Sylvia replied.

" I've been lying to him. He didn't even know I had a boyfriend and then this whole thing happened and he stormed out and I don't want him to hate me." She said in between her crying.

"Just go talk to him Lils." Liliana looked up at Sylvia, nodding. She stood up, leaving the kitchen.

"I'll take care of the body." Antonio stated, picking up the corpse.

"And now what? " Lucio asked.

"Now you give Liliana time and space to heal. She went through a lot on her own, she needs a break." Sylvia said with a small smile.

"I- Sylvia how are you doing?" He asked, getting closer.

"Lucio I'm okay. During my time in the house, the thought of you kept me sane. You were and are my anchor. My mental health would be very different if you weren't around." She placed a kiss on his lips.

"If you need to talk I'm here and if talking to me isn't enough, I'll find you the best psychologist there is."

"You're all I need." She pulled him in, kissing him passionately.

***sexy time bitchiz***

Sylvia's hands found his hair, pulling it lightly, he picked up, her legs wrapping around him. He threw away everything on the table, never breaking the kiss. He placed on the table.

She took off his shirt, her hands travelling down his body. He roughly grabbed her hair, biting down her lip. He took off her shirt and sweatpants, leaving her in her underwear.

"Don't hold back. " She mumbled into the kiss.

He unbuttoned his pants, taking his belt off. He pulled away from the kiss, staring at her.

"Get up and turn around, hands on the table." He ordered her. She did as told, the edge of the table, pushing her stomach.

She felt Lucio's breath on the back of her neck, planting a kiss. He held her arms in place, his other hand still holding the belt.

"You're a work of art, painted for my eyes only." He whispered into her ear.

A small moan left her mouth, his gruff voice in her ear, felt a symphony. She heard the sound of the belt cutting through the air, before she felt the impact on her ass. Another moan escaped her mouth as he landed another lash.

"Be quiet my little whore." He said, hitting her again with his belt. She bit her lip, when she felt his erection at her entrance.

"Lucio." She moaned, needing to feel him.

"Beg for it." He said through gritted teeth, letting the belt fall to the floor, his hand finding her hair, grabbing a fistful of it.

"Please, Lucio. Please fuck me Lucio." She breathed out.

He slammed into her roughly, as she moaned. Her nipples rubbed on the table as he thrusted in and out of, making her moan even louder. His pace was fast and his thrusts hard. He placed a kiss on her back, biting down gently. He pulled out, turning her around and making her sit back at the table.

"I wanna watch your pretty eyes roll to the back of your head as I fuck you." He kissed her again, entering her.

He placed her legs over his shoulders. Slamming in and out of her. She pulled away from the kiss, laying at the table, her back arched. He wrapped his hand around her neck, squeezing tightly. Her walls clenched around him, her vision becoming blurry. He pulled out, getting on his knees.

His tongue found its way to her clit. Licking and sucking it, her moans uncontrollable. He bit her softly as she came on his tongue. He licked all her cum, winking at her when she stood up. She stood up from the table her legs shaking, as she kneeled in front of him.

She started stroking him. She placed her mouth around his tip, sucking it, her hands still moving. He grabbed her hair, his head tilted back and his eyes closed. She as much of him as she could into her mouth, she moved her head, feeling him fill her whole mouth. She pulled away staring at him, as she sucked his tip again, simultaneously jerking him off. She felt him harden more, his hot cum filling her mouth. She swallowed it still ok her knees, staring into his eyes.

"Good girl." He said, rubbing his thumb over her lips.

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