**Under Review**
The world revolves around POWER.
Power brings the money.
Power brings the respect.
Power brings the control.
Power owns the people.
Dario Romano may have escaped death yet again but he is far from the clear. A blood war is on the...
It was after 4 in the morning, the sun was just rising and boy was I starving. This is what I get for waking up earlier than usual. I have never left the room at this hour and surely have never gone downstairs but there is a first time for everything. Everyone should be well asleep anyway. The place is dead silent even as I crack open my door. With careful and quiet steps I make my way over to the stairs as I tip-toe down and into the living room. Maybe I can take the time to properly scope the place whilst I'm at it. Just as I am rounding the corner to the kitchen I spot a very shirtless Stefano leaning on the counter.
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The man is even scarier without clothes on. It sounds like mission abort to me because there is no way I am going to enter the kitchen with him in it as naked as he is at that. He literally only has a towel wrapped around his torso. Did he just shower? I'm about to leave when I hear Valentina's voice. I guess I'm not the only early bird this morning.
"Mario is slowly killing me. He is always in that damn office, all his focus is on getting rid of the Romanos."
"Rightfully so, isn't that our common goal?" Stefano asked putting his phone down as he watched her.
"Yes of course, while the pressure of ensuring all the legal businesses are up to par falls on me. Does he know how much work that is? Seriously it takes a toll on a woman like me and he can barely give me the attention I need when it's all said and done." She whined. Sounds like trouble in paradise for the newlyweds. A workaholic, just another thing he has in common with Dario. The difference is no matter how busy he is Dario will surely make time to have sex. The man can only go so long without burying his cock inside of me. "Are you going to satisfy my cravings Stefano? Or will you ignore me like Mario has been doing?" She asked seductively. Is she seriously insinuating what I think she is. I really should not be eavesdropping and I definitely should not be hiding behind a wall in a house that isn't mine while doing it. Talk about invasion of privacy.
To my surprise Stefano crashed his lips onto hers in a hungry kiss. He lifted her onto the counter not breaking the kiss for a second. The kiss was rough and sloppy like they had been craving each other which is disturbing. Isn't she loyal to Mario? I mean they are all married to each other but isn't that just a technicality. Isn't it simply business relations amongst the three at least where Stefano is involved. That's the impression I got at least. Surely, they wouldn't take it too far, right. I mean what if someone catches them—like me—or worse, Mario. I should really turn around and head back to the room. I know I should especially when I see Stefano undo her robe leaving her bare to his eyes and I could see the hunger in them even from where I stood. The way he was lusting over her was obviously written all over his face. He brought his lips to her neck trailing kisses down to her collarbone. "Non ho la pazienza in questo momento" (I don't have the patience right now) She groaned untying the knot in his towel letting it fall to the floor. His dick sprung up and she grabbed it in her hand moaning as she stroked it. God, I am horrified. What the fuck am I witnessing. This feels so wrong but I can't seem to stop watching them. Stefano let out a heavy breath then he suddenly pulled her closer to the edge of the counter. Holding her legs apart while she used her hands to keep her balance on the counter top, he began licking her pussy. She watched him carefully, holding eye contact as he licked and sucked on her pussy. Soft moans escaped her lips as she enjoyed being eaten out by the Russian man before her. I don't know what was worse the fact that they're bravely doing this when Mario could easily walk in on them or the fact that the scene was oddly turning me on. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. Damn, how long has it been Kiara? He stood up and aligned himself at her entrance and I couldn't help but to put my hand in my panty as I watched. As he slid his cock inside of her, I inserted a finger in my pussy. "Oh yesss." His gentle strokes didn't last long at all before he began pounding into her. I bit my lips suppressing my moans as Valentina's own grew louder. This is risky business. They should stop. Hell, I should stop but the thought of being caught was arousing as it was terrifying. I imagine that must be the same for them. It's the adrenaline feeling you get when you're doing something you know you shouldn't be. "Fucck Stefano". She moaned in pleasure. He grabbed her hair pulling it back so her neck was craned upwards as she focused on his facial expressions as he continuously pounded her pussy. They're sickos.
He pulled out of her then flipped her over so she was on her stomach now. Move your feet Kiara. You need to leave NOW, my subconscious reminded me.
Putting one of her legs on the counter at an angle, he grabbed her waist while she held onto the counter for support as he took her from behind. The sounds of balls and ass slapping against each other was violently loud. I was so close as I pumped my fingers even faster. I felt my climax steadily approaching.
His hand grabbed her neck in a dominating way as he quickened his strokes, going harder and faster as russian slurs left his lips. That did it for both of us. I came hard on my fingers biting my lips to muffle the sounds and Valentina came on his cock with a loud moan and he followed seconds later spilling his seed on her ass. They were both breathing heavily trying to steady their breaths as he held her still. She placed her foot on the ground and spun to face him with a satisfied grin. He chuckled at that. Funny, this is the closest thing I've heard from him that wasn't harsh. She fixed her robe on her body and continued to make a cup of tea like she didn't just do the nasty with a man who is supposed to be a business partner—although he is a husband as well, again that's on a technicality..unless it isn't. Before I could be seen I quickly backed away from the kitchen and as quietly as possible ran up the stairs and back into the room. God knows that's what I get for going out in the first place.
"It will be fine. I don't think Mario will allow either one of them to hurt us." Kiana tried to assure me as we went downstairs. Funny, that was the last thing on my mind. Okay, maybe not the last but it isn't what I am worried about in this moment.
"He has your vote of confidence now?"
"No that's not it."
"Good because they're all the same Kiana. Don't forget that."
" I know Kiara." She sighed.
"All we have is each other." I offered her a soft smile as we rounded the corner and entered the kitchen. Well this brings back a memory from only hours ago. All eyes fell on us and I felt awkward immediately. Mario motioned for us to take a sit.
Both Valentina and Stefano were on either sides of Mario. Kiana deliberately wasn't making a move to grab a sit first so I walked over to the table choosing the side with Valentina but keeping an empty chair between us. There is no way I was sitting any closer to her. Kiana took the chair next to me.
"They're eating with us now?" She expressed her displeasure.
"It's only for a time, relax." Stefano responded cooly. All I could see were the flashes of their sex scene from this morning replaying in my head. Mario was clueless but it isn't my duty to inform him of his wife's infidelity.
"As I said, for now they are our guests so we shall treat them as such. The option to eat with us is at their disposal if they so wish." Mario spoke as women came to set the table and pour wine in our glasses.
"Funny this didn't feel like an option." I tried to mumble but apparently I wasn't as subtle as I hoped by the way Kiana gasped next to me.
"This one has a mouthpiece on her. I imagine she and Valentina will get along just fine." Stefano smirked at me. I couldn't even bring myself to glare at the man. He honestly scares me to the core. Why does he have so many tattoos?
"Very funny."
"Plastic forks, really? What are we babies?" I asked now looking down at the cutlery before me.
"Precaution is better than cure." Mario said with a slight smile. He was goading me.
"How are we supposed to eat stake with plastic forks and knives exactly?"
"Would you like to be fed Kiara?" Mario asked taking me by surprise. God, was he serious? His tone is serious and he does have a pretty good poker face.
"You've caught her by surprise with that one. Look how she's blushing now, her cheeks are bright red." Stefano joked and actually laughed at me.
I glanced at Mario to see him smirking at me and one glance at Valentina had me straightening my back. Funny how she was trying so hard to win me over with her charm a year ago and now she is glaring at me every chance she gets.
"Ignore them." Kiana said softly as she reached for the steak placing some on my plate. I know she was nervous but she was covering it fairly well tonight.
"Assholes." I spoke under my breath as I stabbed the steak, braking the plastic fork in the process. Great.
Talk about kinky, not Kiara getting hot and bothered by the Morretti's steamy session🤭
