By Corruption I Fall

Chapter Fifty-Three

Xiomara

Delin and Kiovanna were the first to see us walk into the kitchen, hand in hand, like a couple.
What were we now?
I was affiliated to him by love and he held me close because of...
Who knows?
I'm his victim for the next thirty-six hours. How the hell were we supposed to explain that to his entire family?
Kiovanna beamed with a full smile as Oryon pulled out a chair for me. I grinned at her while I sat down next to her son. The air between him and I was still confusing. A mixture of tension and unspoken questions with a whip of tremulous desire.
Delin smirked, "Your talk turned out to be successful?"
Oryon grabbed one of the water bottles lined up in the middle of the table and opened it, "Yes and no"
Kiovanna frowned, "But why? What happened?"
I looked at Oryon, urging him to explain the situation to them with my gaze. He gulped down the water bottle and crushed it in his hand, "We're good now. We talked things out but than, her fiancée called her"
Delin stepped forward, his jaw clenching "What did you do, son?"
Oryon looked up at his father, "I defended her. That motherfucker kept threatening to kill off her sister because she left him alone. She didn't agree on leaving to go back to him so I took it upon myself to speed up this process of exacting justice for what they've done to her and I spoke with him"
Kiovanna looked at me with her mouth parted in surprise, "Isn't that man dangerous? And very powerful? Why would you put yourself at risk?"
I looked down in shame. She was right. Oryon could be killed because of this and I didn't do anything to stop it. I was terrified and paralyzed in shock. Now, Oryon would pay for my cowardliness.
"Son, what did you say to that man?"
Oryon shook his head, " I owe Xiomara my life for saving Kiovanna's. For killing Dmitry. I vowed to bring her sister back and I don't intend to back down on my promise. When I spoke to Agustin, I pretended I had kidnapped Xiomara for money. He owes us thirty million and he has thirty six hours to give it to me"
Kiovanna nodded, "You thought of that just on the spot?"
"Yes. I don't regret it, Kiovanna. I did what I had to do and what I wanted to do in order to protect Xiomara"
Delin let out an sigh, "That is true, she has done a lot for this family. Xiomara?"
I looked up at him, he smiled caringly, "Don't shy away, Xiomara. We are glad to be repaying you for your enormous sacrifice. I will help my son in whatever he wants to do to recover your sister and keep you both safe"
I clutched my hands together, "Im really sorry. To the both of you. I didn't want to drag you into my mess, please, forgive me"
Oryon wrapped his arm around my shoulders and squeezed, "You don't have to apologize. Try and relax, as much as you can. I know it's hard but we'll get started right now in retrieving your sister. I promised you and I will make good on that promise"
"I trust you, I trust all of you but I don't want anything bad to happen to any of you" I said with strain in my voice. I shivered, suddenly cold and very afraid for what disasters were about to come.

The red sea had been parted for us, for a lot longer than we deserved to be but now it was time for reality. It was time for it to slam down in full force all over us and get rid of those who deserved to be but, even those who didn't.

"There will be casualties for this. I don't know Agustin and his Italian power but we've pissed him off and taken his soon-to-be wife. This will end bloody, You understand that right" Delin explained gently.

I touched Oryon's wrist. He turned to me with his mouth set in a firm line, "Maybe, this was a mistake. I should just go back home and I'll make a lie to them and hope to god that they don't make any drastic decisions about my sister"

"No, no," Oryon cupped my face in his hand, warm and soft. He felt like the man I once loved, " You're staying here. You promised you'd trust me, that can't mean you leave. You can't leave, not when I just got you back"
I simpered and nodded, "I'm worried for you. For your safety and of your brothers"
Kiovanna walked over to us and set her hands on my shoulders, "You saved my life. Now it's my turn to save yours, sugarplum. You're in good hands, I swear it"
I turned around in my chair and gripped her hand fiercely, "I'd lie down my life for this family. I'd do anything to get my sister back, I won't just watch you guys do all the work. I'm going to be fully involved"
Delin whistled and called out various Grecian sounding names. I heard stomping and running untill one by one, all of Oryon's men came to stand infront of us.
Leonas and Nikos looked at us with speculation. Wren grinned proudly at us while Tar kept mumbling under his breath.
Oryon came to stand infront of me, facing his soldiers with an electric leadership. He could've been the president of a country, exacting justice across the globe with his intelligence and quickness.
He began to explain to them what we got into and the plan to Valentina back while also screwing over Agustin and his family.
"Night and day, brothers. We are to be at this night and day. We only have thirty- six hours so this has to turn out fucking perfect or else"
Torn stepped forward, winking at me and causing me to blush. His piercing blue and brown eyes shooting right through me.
"You're saying there's someone that looks like her and she's single?"
I palmed my face and shook my head, stifling my amused laughter. Oryon stepped behind me and touched the nape of my neck, I hitched in a gasp at his touch, the tingles that washed through me. The memories that flashed across my mind.
I hoped he hadn't noticed my embarrassing reaction at such a subtle movement of his.
"I am happy you have some incentive for helping Xiomara, torn" Oryon said sarcastically.
Delin interjected, "Let's focus on the main issues we have at hand here. We have a kidnapped bride, a stolen sister and a hellish fiancée. Wren, I know you met this man once. What do you know about him? Did he say anything peculiar to you that could work to our advantage"
Wren scratched the back of his neck, "He was super drunk so, I don't know if it's anything reliable"
I am the head of Italian mafia, pussy!
Should I speak or do I dare to stay quiet on what I remembered.
I tugged on Oryon's shirt and motioned for him to lean down so I could reach his ear, "Follow me upstairs, I need to tell you something in private"
"Sure" he whispered and helped me down the tall chair. Everyone turned to watch us as we walked around the crowd of men.
"We'll be back, I have to show her something important" Oryon announced while leading me upstairs. I tugged him into one of the bathrooms and closed the door behind me.
I rubbed my legs from the aching soreness my heels were giving me.
"What did you want to tell me?"Oryon asked.
I scratched at my arm, "Right, umm, so...before you arrived when Agustin was you know?"
"Uhuh?" He said while looked at my nails digging into my skin.
"Wren and him were going at it and well, Agustin said something...weird"
Oryon rose an eyebrow, "He was inebriated"
I smoothed my hair back, "Yeah but they say drunk words are sober thoughts so here it goes"
Oryon leaned against the bathroom countertop, "I'm listening"
Fuck. Was I really about to say this?
What if Agustin was just making stuff up to make himself look powerful against Wren?
What if I stirred the pot and it was just a big fat lie?
"Xiomara? What's up? What did he say?"
I groaned, "He said he was a part of the Italian mafia"
Oryon froze. His mouth parting and his face turning pale. He stumbled backwards, falling ontop of the toilet seat.
"Oryon? Oryon, are you okay?"
He swallowed and opened his mouth but nothing came out.
Oh god, what had I done?!
"It could be a lie, I don't know. I haven't seen anything that would resemble behaviors or movement of a cartel but maybe?"
He wasn't moving, he looked as still as a statue but as rigid as a iron-rod.
I walked over to him and kneeled, "What is it?"
He didn't look at me, just at the granite floor beneath us, "It can't be..."
I touched his jaw, "What? What can't be?"
His expression morphed and he glared at me, I reared back at his sudden anger. He scanned me down and snorted, "There's no fucking way. Fuck no"
"You're freaking me out. What the hell are you saying?"
He buried his face in his hands and shook his head frantically. Back and forth. Left and right. It was making me dizzy to see him emotionally distorted.
"You have to tell me what you know. I have to know, Oryon. I've been in the dark for so long, tell me the truth, what do you know?" I implored him.
Reaching my hand out, I touched his hair and stroked it slowly. Trying to relax him.
He stopped shaking his head and dropped his hands, landing them ontop of my collarbone. I gasped at how hot his touch was and inched closer to him.
"You're not who I think you are" He whispered flatly.
I frowned, "I'm not? Than who am I?"
He held me in place with a piercing stare, moving his hand up to my neck, "You're the sweetest lie I have ever had the pleasure of tasting. Of knowing. You're the purest sin, Xiomara"
I gripped his shirt, "Oryon, please, tell me what you know! Get me out of this uncertainty"
He pursed his lips and held me firmly by the neck. I swallowed but didn't show him my fear, that wouldn't help, that would only enable whatever was running amuck in his head. He needed strength because this wasn't a display of power, this was him showing just how weak he felt.
"No, not until I am sure" He glowered as he brought me up to stand, still choking me and making it harder to reach for air.
"You can't do that. I have a right to know what you know" I hissed at him, jutting my chin up.
He chuckled dryly, "Believe me, no you don't. You don't want to know everything that's inside of me"
I clenched my teeth together, "If it involves me than yes, the hell I do"
He pressed his forehead against mine and forced me up against the wall. It was such a tight corner. Such a tight space. It was such a suffocating type of desire.
He looked at my lips. I ached to kiss him. I ached to have him as one again.
"I know that look, Xiomara" He murmured, hovering above my lips.
I shut my legs, trying to stop the burning yearning that brewed inside of me and more so, between my thighs.
"Tell. Me. What. You. Know" I ordered.
He smirked, "You really want to know?"
I flared my nostrils, annoyed and impatient, "This isn't a game. This is both of our lives on the line. Tell me what you fucking know!"
He groaned, the rumble coming from deep within his chest. He tilted my head back and pushed his knee between my legs. I tried to nudge him off but he was stronger, angrier, deadlier.
And I was weak.
I was so weak with him.
"Answer me this first" He assented.
"What now?" I spat.
He slid his finger down my arm, ricocheting my anger into goosebumps. Blatant and dirty lust. The room was heavy and dripping with sexual intentions.
"Have you let Agustin touch what's mine? Have you ever?"
I widened my eyes and punched him square on the shoulder. I tried prying his arrogant asshole hands off me and with a little effort on my part, he finally let me go.
"You've got to be joking...in what language do I need to tell you that I don't love him! I don't even like him! I'm being forced! Forced, Oryon!"
He pulled me by my arms back to the wall and cornered us together. I punched and clawed and tried kicking my way out of his trap.
"I'm an idiot, my jealousy fucked it all up again" He relented.
"What do you think?" I chastised him for his rudeness. Once again, I've been accused by him for an act I've never even thought on doing.
"Get off me!"
"I'm sorry...but I've let you go once...I'm not going to make the same mistake again" Oryon keened and pushed my arms above my head.
I shuddered, "Don't do this"
"Only one, Xiomara. There will only ever be one for me" He muttered. I opened my mouth but he silenced me completely.
He silenced me for three eternities.
He took my oxygen and swallowed it down for himself.
He smashed his mouth to mine, coaxing my body alive and my lips apart. I whimpered as our lips swiped against eachother. So beautifully. So deliciously.
He roamed his hand, roughly, down my side and to my leg. I hooked it over his leg and tried to push him against me. He growled in a mix with a low moan and rocked his hips against mine.
Oryon licked the seam of my lips and inserted his tongue into my mouth. He let my arms go and I wrapped him as close to me as I could. I missed the strength of his arms, the fury in his kiss and the wet mess he turned me into.
"We shouldn't..." I pleaded in a whisper.
He clasped my chin in his hand, his pupils dilated, his chest rising and falling as mine was.
"Shut the fuck up" he retorted and kissed me ferociously again. I moaned, a tad bit too loud this time and slipped my fingers into his hair.
His hands went to thighs, jerking my dress up. I shook my head and grabbed ahold of his wrists.
He nudged my hand away and kissed my cleavage, down my torso and to my stomach. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, breathing heavily, missing him in every touch. Fighting the love that creeped up and reminding me with with every kiss that he's been the only one I've ever loved.
He got down to his knees, touching my butt and pulling down my panties. He brought it up to his nose and inhaled in my scent, I licked my lips at the erotic act. My sex becoming more and more slick with inhibited desire.
"You're still just as responsive as the first time you let me take you" He murmured against my thighs, kissing the inside of one of them.
I arched my back and pressed my lips together. He licked up to where my pussy laid naked and ready for him.
"You're still mine. You'll always be mine" He whispered. I gritted my teeth, annoyed at his arrogance and his open display of the power he had over me. I shut my legs and kicked him off me with the foot of my heel.
He squinted his eyes in confusion and stood up, "What's wrong? You were into it from what I could tell"
I smirked and pushed him against the wall with my hands on his chest. He furrowed his eyebrows, trying to figure out what was going on with me.
"That's the bloody problem. I like you too much, I like you all the time. I want you, day and night" I purred against his lips and caressed his neck. I roamed my hands down his body, to his waist. He didn't give me a reaction, he stood stoic. Perfectly unresponsive. It grated on my nerves. It made me want to show just how crazy I could make him. How unraveled I could turn his emotions into.
I could.
I had the body to do it with. I had the darkened and dilated lust in his eyes to prove it.
I reached his ear and whispered, "Tell me what you know"
He pressed his fingertips into my hips, "Later"
I wiggled my finger in his face with a grin and began to kneel down infront of him. He raised his hands slightly, watching me go down and kiss his chest, stomach and lick him from above his jeans.
He closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure, "Fuck, Xiomara"
I smirked and unbuttoned his pants, shoving them down with his boxers. His cock jutted out and pressed against my lips. I pressed a chaste kiss against the tip.
"Tell me"
He slinked his fingers into my hair, "No, not yet"
I shrugged, "Fine, I can be patient"
Lying, I licked him across his shaft. kissing him lightly, enough to stir him into insanity. He growled as I stuck the tip into my mouth and began to suck gently. He tried pushing more of him into my mouth but I slapped his hand away and did it at my own pace.
"What the fuck are you doing, Xiomara?" He grumbled, twitching his hands at his side.
I looked up at him with innocent and doe eyes, "I'm always at your mercy and you're never at mine. Are you scared of me, Oryon?"
He stuttered but I didn't allow him to talk. I shut my mind off and continued to try to stir him wild in the palm of my heart. He cupped the back of my head and flexed his fingers against it but made no move to guide me or push me. He used me as an anchor as I throttled him closer and closer to the precipice of his little death.
"I want you to swallow every drop down your throat, I want fill up your mouth and after? I'm going to fuck the soul out of you"
I paused and smiled up at him. I took him out of my mouth and licked my lips. He looked at me curiously, austere and with a furious need for me.
"Too bad you won't get to have me tonight" I rose to my feet and fixed my dress.
"Like shit I won't, What the fuck do you mean?"
I touched his chest and he hissed, closing his eyes and gripped the countertop aside from us.
"All those fantasies. Those thoughts. Those sick desires of yours? Shove them down. You will not touch me again"
"Says who? You? You've said that once and a million times but you always look for me to satisfy you, my eyes"
I shrugged, "I'm satisfied enough with my own hands. They do the job well but you haven't been fair or respectful to me. You are keeping valuable information from me when all I've done is bare my life to you. I want justice and if the only way I can achieve that is by punishing you, than I will. Call me cruel, I could care less. I've had enough of you man handling my mind and my emotions"
He tugged me by the waist and sent me crashing against his chest, "I am doing all of this to protect you, why won't you understand that?! I am lying, to save you. You think withholding sex will get me talking? I've had far harsher punishments than that so, good luck with your little methods of torture"
I nodded with a chuckle, "Than I won't have to worry about you touching me. That works for me. One thing though, just a tiny small favor..."
He huffed out from his nostrils, his jaw ticking with impatience, "What now?" He carped out.
I touched his lips with my index finger, "Let go of me"
He looked down at the hold he had me in and he snapped his hand away, "This is ridiculous, Xiomara. I know you want me, I can hear it in the tremble in your voice. Christ, I can fucking smell it off you"
I reached around him to open the door, "As I said, I can control myself and If I have an itch to scratch, I am very independent. I can control myself, don't you worry about me"
He tucked himself back in his pants and zipped them up, "I'm not exactly worried, that's not the word I would use to express my current emotional state"
"Good because from what I can tell, the only one here suffering is you"
I pushed the door open and sauntered out of there and back down into the living room where all the men were sitting in deep discussion and with various laptops and one big desktop computer in the middle.
"What's this?" I asked.
They snapped their gazes to me and collectively, parted their lips.
"Where's the boss?" Leona's asked in a far less defensive tone as he was earlier.
I pointed up, "He's in the restroom, I think he'll be down soon"
Wren snorted from the other end of the room. I rolled my eyes and walked over to sit next to him. Delin caught my eyes as I sat.
"What did you two talk about for so long?"
"Honestly, a whole bunch of nothing. Your son is one secretive soul"
Kiovanna nodded in a way that said "Yup, that's him"
"I told him that while Wren was saving me from Agustin's assault, my fiancée said something interesting"
"What'd he say?" Kiovanna inquiried.
Why did it always feel like I was making up some fanatical lie when I announced it?
I supposed I still couldn't believe it myself. I couldn't believe my own family would be involved with organized crime?
But it would make sense, If they had it in them to sell off a whole human being than they were capable of anything.
But how many years did they have of being in that business? If they were?
I knew after meeting Oryon and his family that there existed a level of evilness in every club, cartel, whatever. I knew there still existed people that wanted to be better, that didn't just go killing off random people.
"Xiomara, spit it out" Wren nudged my shoulder.
"He said, very drunkenly that he was apart, err no...the head of the Italian mafia"
Everyone in that room.
Every single person.
Stopped breathing.
I knew that becuase I could hear my own the loudest. The most profound.
I heard my own evaporate with theirs.
"You're serious?"
I nodded, a little scared. Anxious. Awkward at all the heinous attention on me.
"The head of the Italian cartel is that one motherfucker who keeps fucking with us. What's his name again?"
"Zenoti something or the other"
"Damn it! What's his name?"
Delin silenced everyone with the raise of a hand, they bowed and he turned to pin me to the spot with his fixed stare.
"Xiomara, who is your family? Straight to the point. How do they make their money?"
"they breed horses. They breed and train them to race in competitions than they raise them. This goes all the way back several generations