Luna Ferrari, a 20-year-old girl survives around the shadows of her questionable past. Residing under the roof of her abusive father, life's never been smooth for her.
Hell comes knocking at her door when her father "sells" her to the Italian Mob B...
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D A R I O
I stared at the amber-colored liquid which bubbled in front of my eyes. Throwing my head back on the sofa, I shifted my gaze to the ceiling. Tiny dust particles were dancing around in the air. They glistened at the streak of sunlight which shined through the blinds. Random thoughts began clouding my mind. And by random thoughts, I mean the backstabbers. I could feel my hands subconsciously gripping the ends of the sofa, with pure rage and hunger for revenge.
There is not an ounce of mercy and tranquility left in my body. It's like each passing day I'm gradually growing numb. And the best part of it is that I really like it. I cannot find the remnants of my sanity anywhere in my black patch of a heart. And this is how I intend it to be. My thirst for revenge is glaring each passing day, and anyone who comes in between will be-
I snapped out of my thoughts the moment my phone starts blaring with the ringtone. I chugged the glass of whiskey and started walking towards the bedside table to answer it; in order to get some relief from the shitty ringtone. It's Luca.
"Boss all the files are ready just like ordered to be!", his voice screeched through the speaker. "Transfer the files into my database.", I said and was about to hang up in a spilt second when he barked out. "Boss! In the middle of dabbling with everyone's previous records, I found something really interesting from an unknown source. I was thinking maybe I could show you that personally so it might be of any help." Interesting. "Okay, meet me in my office within an hour."
Hanging up the call, I threw my phone on the black silky duvet on my bed. I hope this unknown source Luca was blabbering about is good.
My mind began wandering off to the least important headache presently. Luna. She is like a tiny little worm who tries to act strong and shit. But I can see right through her pools of amber, how much of a fragile and broken doll she is. A doll that I would break into a million tiny pieces and reframe the shards into a heartless soldier. This would be for her own good because in this world there is no mercy.
You show one ounce of mercy, you die.
I started walking towards the door to check up on her. Not because, I am worrying about her and shit. Just to check whether she's planning another meaningless escapade or behaving like my good little girl.
I pushed the door lightly and it creaked open like it was built in the 1940s. Goddamn. The room was so brighter than mine as the sunlight was shining through the huge glass walls in the east. A sweet pale smell of jasmine and rosewood engulfed the room. This definite smell seemed so familiar to me. Strange.
Puppy's huge ass hoodie lay in a haphazard manner on the white marble floor. My eyes shifted from there to her black butterfly thong on the bed. Without any second thoughts, I walked over to the bed and grazed my fingers across the wings of the butterfly fabric.
Tracing my hands across the strings, the scenes in the basement started playing in my head like a goddamn movie. The way this fragile stringy cloth covered so little of her. The way her ass fit perfectly in my hands. There's no way I cannot admit that spanking the shit out of her ass made my dick hard. Her soft plump ass wiggled every time I landed a blow on it, which led to a light red tint forming on her ass cheeks. So cute.
No matter how much she refrained from my touch, I knew that innocent girl liked it. Her body language narrated a story and her expressions said otherwise. My thoughts halted when I heard the sound of a faucet turning on and water drizzling from the shower. I started walking towards the shower and leaned against the doorframe.
The glass doors were already foggy due to the hot water spraying from the showerhead. In the middle of the mist, I could make out a girl standing facing downwards. The water started traveling down her body into the marble floor. She raised her hands in order to remove the hair from her face which gave me a silhouette of her curvy body. It was a pity to not get a clear view of her body. I looked like such a creep staring at a person while showering.
But fuck it, she's gorgeous.
She leaned against the closed door of the shower with her ass pressed against the glass. This time there was no butterfly thingy fabric blocking the view. The sight of her perfect round ass made my dick go hard once again. The smell of fresh jasmine and rosewood escaped once she opened the door walking outside; gripping a huge white towel like she was holding onto her dear life.
She walked towards me without looking up once and slammed her body against mine. So sad, her tiny hands couldn't hold onto the towel again as she held my shoulders for support.
"Careful there cucciola."
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