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A: Mattia?
M: Yeah?

Mattia said turning to me.

A: Why do you have a box with my name on it?
M: What are you talking about?
A: don't act stupid-
M: stop it with the attitude.

Mattia said serious and looking into my eyes. I rolled my eyes and walked to his room. I picked the box up and took it to Mattia.

A: What the fuck is in there?
M: Things.
A: I'm not playing around what is in there Mattia.

Mattia smirked and looked down at the box.

M: open it.

I looked at him confused and opened it slowly kinda scared of what I was going to see. When I opened it I saw a bunch of pictures. Some were of me showering, cooking, dancing, cleaning, and more.

A: What the fuck... your a stalker bitch.
M: I didn't take them my workers did. *chuckles* your moans are cute baby.
A: How do you know how I moa-
M: there's a tape of you masturbating *smirks*

I saw a bunch of things in there and found an underwear I lost like three months ago.

A: *clears throat* don't you think it's a bit weird to have personal things of a person?

Mattia just shrugged his shoulders closing the box and taking it back upstairs.

M: I don't need it anymore but I'm still going to save it.
A: ew

I said looking at him in disgust. Mattia put the box back and came back downstairs getting a glass of water.

M: Follow me.

I just shrugged my shoulders and followed him. He opened the sex rooms door and closed the door behind us.

M: Get something and I'll show you how you have to use it.
A: ogey...

I looked around and saw this weird gold stick that had to leather wholes at the end of each side. I picked it up and handed it to him.

M: *smirks* nice choice.

Mattia laid me down on the red bed and put one of my legs in the leather whole then put the other one in the other whole.

M: you notice how your legs are closed?
A: yeah...

Mattia grabbed the gold stick and made it longer making my legs open. I gasped and he chuckled.

M: that's how you use it mami.

He took it off and put it back where it was. I sat up and looked at him.

A: What does your mom mean by 'mafia legacy'?

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