Mob ties, wealth, prosperity. Those were the three things that circulated around Luciano; A wealthy businessman's life. Wealth, Mafia ties, and Murder were Kyrei's diversions.
Two cutthroat sociopaths trying to survive in the jungle-also know as th...
Desperado, Sittin' in a old Monte Carlo. We both've had our hearts broke, huh? Take it easy.. I'm not tryna' go against ya', I can be a lone wolf with ya'.
Rihanna: Desperado.
September 17th, 2024. River bank Dr. 12:35 a.m
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The sound of glass clinking on her marble countertops irritated Kyrei. It was going on one in the morning, and sitting at her kitchen table—drunk, and agitated sat Luciano.
The red lights she'd changed the living room settings to darkened the room, eluding all the way into the kitchen. Anger seeped from Luciano's pores, and instead of losing his mind like he planned to do; he decided to come see Kyrei.
In an attempt to calm his nerves, and clear his mind, he stumbled into an argument. He didn't even remember how, or why the argument started; he just knew he didn't come all the way to River bank to bicker.
"Catalina," his tone was taunting, almost as if he was warning her. "I understand you're upset I woke you up, but you really thought what we had was over?" He groaned, lifting his head up to lock eyes with her.
The Hennessy he'd indulged in made him antsy, he was on edge and Kyrei talking about them being 'done' didn't help.
"What ever Luciano, I want to know what's wrong with you. If you can't communicate with me? Then this is definitely over."
Luciano sucked his teeth, shaking his head at her poor of an excuse. "Kyrei, what is it? You need some dick? Cause you usually only taunt me when you want me to dick you down."
Descending from his seat, his long legs stalked towards her. The white Chrome hearts T-shirt he wore complimented the white diamonds that blinged against his neck.
Tucking her bottom lip in between her teeth, Kyrei backed away from him as he stalked towards her. He licked over his lips, eyeing her from head to toe.
Grabbing her chin in his hand, he gripped it lightly making her keep her eyes fixated on him. "I think you want me to bend you over this counter, and give that pussy everything I got? Hm?"
His tone sent chills down her spine, and although her panties now clung to her vagina; submerging into her wetness; she couldn't let him off that easy.
"Luciano.." she whined, crossing her legs together trying to rid the throbbing feeling in between them. "Seriously... talk to me. I want to know what's wrong with you. We can't just fuck every problem away.."
Luciano sighed, pulling up his jeans. His erection was bothering him, but she was right. She got me so addicted to her, I can never fucking focus around her.
