Dark Grasso,
An eldest Son.
An heir to the Grasso business and industry.
A head of Italian mafia transportation.
A sociopath.
Moon Diaz,
The daughter of the Diaz mafia.
A doctor and psychologist.
An empath.
When Moon runs away from her home...
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"Can you put me down, Dark?!" Moon continued whining and cursing as I again threw her on my shoulder and walked towards our private plane.
"Quiet, woman!" I ignored her noise as I walked into the plane. I don't really give a damn about Leonor helping us out but Light is quite hospitable about favors and thanks-giving.
So, to thank Leonor and his wife, Light has invited them to join us in our private plane and on the dinner tonight in Grasso house. I don't trust Leonor with Moon or anyone of us, also I don't let people enter the Grasso house but since Light insisted, I agreed.
Light always make connections. Throwing dinner parties, balls and festivals is his way of connecting as many people to Grasso business. He believes good connections increases the power and I never doubt him, because, without Light, I'd have killed half of the Italy in order to gain the power.
My beliefs are 'the more you're feared, the more power you have' while Light believes 'the more favors you do, the more people are tied'. Our business is on the top just because I'm making the business feared while Light is making it favorable.
People love to follow feared and respected leaders.
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"Are you seriously going to tie me here?!" Moon gawked when I put her on the seat and tie her torso in the seat-belt. Her hands were already tied but I tied her on the seat for just in case.
"Things I want to do with you while you're tied." I thought, smelling her sweet and intoxicated scent of flowers and wine. I nuzzle my nose in the hollow of her neck, sitting beside her as my hand slowly reached her waist.
"Untie me at this very moment." She is still angry but a gasp left her mouth when I run my index finger on her chest, tracking her nipple and smirking at how hard those have became.
"I can fuck you right here," I said, leaning down to her torso and placing a small kiss on the tracked nipple and another gasp left her mouth. "But you'll have to wait till we reach home, baby." I said, running my hand between her thighs.
Her thighs automatically spread and smile appeared on my face. How easily her body reacts to my touch, how easily she melts into my hands when I feel her, how easily her skin set on fire when I'm around her.
"Dark..." Moon's whispered, staring into my eyes with anger as I push my fingers inside her pants, to her clit. She's warm and wet, just like how I like my dessert.
"Lord, I'll have you come on my tongue so hard, you'll cry." I want to taste her again. Taste is not enough, I'll at least need a five course meal. "Moon, baby, I'm starving for you."
"Knock knock!" Light's voice echoed from behind the seat as he walked inside the plane with unbothered expression but sarcastic comment. "You left the door open, lovebirds." I pulled my hand from Moon's pants before Light walk forward and sees us.
