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Okay soo I uses lovely Google translate for this so if it is wrong curse them not me....

Un bambino, non ho mai pensato a un bambino, ma forse perché non ho mai dovrebbe avere uno. Lisa era un amante straordinario, ma un bambino? Questo cambierebbe molte cose per me molte molte cose.

[ A baby, I never thought about a baby, but maybe because I never expected to have one. Lisa was a remarkable lover, but a baby? This would change many things for me many many things.]

"Vince" she cried out as I moved slowly in her she was trying to get me to go fast, but the baby. I could not risk it no matter how I felt.

She dug her short nails into my hips, "Oh, Vince Stop oh please Stop I can't not agian". I pulled out just a bit and pushed in a bit and she bit my shoulder and I grunted. I liked it when she bit, and she had multiple times. She came for the fouth time. She had became sensitive and she was not far long for sure. She cried out, and then my own orgasm hit and I road it out gently as I could. She shook violently as I pulled out completely, she rolled over into my chest. I lad a hand on her belly, my baby was in there which meant there was only one thing to do.

Vorrei fare il bene sia da mio figlio e sua madre. Lisa sarebbe una bella moglie e suo padre sono sicuro che non avrebbero cura di spuntare fuori di me da me negando sua figlia o mi piacerebbe fare il suo ribelle ospedale.

[ I would do right by both my son and his mother. Lisa would make a nice wife and her father I'm sure would not care to tick me off by denying me his daughter or I'd make his hospital rebel.]

I pushed back a strand of her hair. She was so beautiful. I was not one for American women, but she was an exception something about her made me warm where it was the frozen block in my chest. When I was near her she seem to sink in, and it was the closest I ever been to any women. Ever. She was something else.

My phone rang around four in the morning and I answered it, "Cosa!" I hissed into the phone. The phone was fuzzy and when he came it was hard to make out, but I understood enough.

Pulling away from her I got up pulling on my cloths from the seat I stuffed it on. She pulled the covers up and turned her back to me. I got dressed and drove to the shipping dock.

" Dove si trova la piccola merda?" I asked Victor, my younger brother. He was wrapped in two jackets, and he still looked freezing. "Egli è nel carrello, hai intenzione di ucciderlo?" my brother asked and I was getting a headache. "No, semplicemente ho intenzione di lasciare che per il fiume". "Io gli sparerei" he told me matter a factly. "La tua e idiota" I told him walking past him into the crate.

It was six, by time I got to my hotel. I showered, dressed in a suit, I had a couple of meetings to attend and then I was going to the hospital. Mr. Lit and I were going to do a bit of business.

I fixed my tie as I entered my Chicago office, which was empty most the year.

"Mr. Corta" said my secutary, she was a blonde and thought she was something really to look at. She wasn't.

I was seated at my desk as she read off my messages, looking at my bare desk. I could put a picture of Lisa on it and when we where married wear a ring to guard myself from things like the In my office.

"I wish to see Dr. Lit" I told her.

"I can pencil him in for ten" she said and I nodded. She left and I leaned back on the chair before going to work on the work in front of me.

I went to my meetings each of them working in my favor, I said the minimum of ten words each meeting, even with Dr. Lit. He seem to see where I stood perfectly well. He even welcomed me in the family, with a smile.

I was going to the assistant booth when, Lisa came out of a patients room laughing. Her green orbs got wide at the sight at me and her lips turned into a glorious smile that made me warm on the inside as it did the night I had met her.

"You left early" her disappointment was thick in her voice even though she tried it, not well.

"I had business to attend to" she sighed and leaned on the wall, "Before six a.m.?" she asked. "Yes" I said pulling out my phone texting details to Steven.

"Lets have dinner" she bit into her lower lip, "I can't, I have a study group coming over at nine, but there leaving at eleven, eleven thirty. I thought I could be sleep before two". I got what she was hinting at she did want to get more sleep.

"Sounds fine" my other phone went off. She came in close kissing my cheek, her soft delicate lips. She blushed a bit, "I've got to get going" she said. "Oh and your um friend, he died instantly" she gave me a sweet reasuring smile before leaving. I slipped ony sun glasses and walked out the building. With him dead the only witness to the crime, Lopez committed, I had washed my hands of both him and his brothers.

My cell rang, it was my mother. I dropped the phone in the seat and drove off in the direction of my office.

So yeah it was a bit confusing some places, but for the most part it was just a little insight on who VINCENT CORTA is. Do you find him a bit intimidating or just plan old mean?
-Cody

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