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Packing

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Packing.

I hate it, never really had the need to either.
I have everything I need on every property I own, but now seems necessary, because I don't think we are coming back anytime soon.

She's been crying the whole time we've been packing, she stops for some time then cries again. I don't say a fucking word.
I let her do it, all I do is be close to her and offer her my support.

It hurts seeing her like that.
I wish I could take her pain away.

I feel like it's my fault, I should've known.
Severino, Catalina, Franco, Apollo even fucking Delia knew.

fottuti codardi. (fucking cowards)

They all keep the truth from her, cazzo.
How they kept that secret is beyond me.
I remember that time Massimo was ambushed, he ended on the hospital.
Morozov had played him, everyone was worried if that would mean war.

But it never happened, it was me who was supposed to go that meeting, but then Elena pushed il mio angelo down the stairs,so I stayed. Cazzo that was eight years ago.

They lied to her for fucking eight years.

I should've fucking known.

I felt her hand touch my shoulder I look up to see her standing over me.
" I'm done" her voice weak, she sits between my legs on the floor, cazzo she looks so good.

I stare at her delicious lips, seeing her like this reminds me of the first time she sucked my cock. Thinking about it is making me hard.Cazzo not the time.

"Are you going to tell me where are we going?" She's been asking ever since I told her to pack.
I shake my head "è una sorpresa amore mio"
(It's a surprise my love)
She pouts, good those eyes.
"Now get dressed so we can leave" I tell her, helping her to stand up.
I tapped her ass. She squeals and giggles.

I want us to leave as soon as possible, I know she won't talk to anyone, she avoids conflict like a plague.
So no goodbyes for anyone.

"Have you packed the boys stuff?" I heard her yell from the bathroom, what boys?
Oh shit, the dogs.

I quickly type a text to Stefano to get the dogs ready to leave, cazzo how could I forget.
We definitely can't leave them, she would kill me.
She loves the dogs, not more than me tho. Right?

I received an immediate reply from him
- already on the car -

good.

When she finally comes out, dressed in a comfortable blue set.
She looks beautiful.

I take her hand and press a soft kiss on her knuckles and asked her.

"ready amore mio?"


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Okay!!!

They're ready to leave!
No goodbyes for anyone 🤷🏻‍♀️

Please vote and comment 🙏🏻

Alsooo.... It may or may not be a bit of mature content next chapter 🫣😉
(On the plane?)

See u next chapter

Xo Nonna 🧝🏻‍♀️

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