TILL D£ATH DO US APART
(The•Devil•I•Loved)
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Just one second was all it took for Lissa's shock to fade.
She swallowed it and wiped the blood on her inner lip with her thumb.
She brought that thumb to her own cheek, wiping the blood there with deliberately slowness.
All along, Leonardo watched her like a reaper, his lips unmoved but his eyes getting darker every second of it.
"You're aware of how much I hate her. You know how much I dislike seeing her alive" She claimed.
"And you are aware of how much I never wanna lose to Felicia!!" He yelled, plucking the punching bag from where it spiralled.
He threw it at her, but she punched it with her two fists.
The bag flew to the boxing ring beside them.
"You really don't think I am a gullible idiot, do you? You went to the governor's mansion to inform him of the asthmatic condition, and you also informed him about the pollens!" Leonardo gnarled.
His bathrobe rope has loosened in the front, so his darkly tattooed chest is all out, and his muscles are flexing so attractively over there.
"So you knew from the start..." Lissa muttered, her mouth bleeding more.
She peeked at his chest, and she tightened her laps to control the way her p+s$¥ is already reacting.
"I have spies across all important countries, but do you know the most important one? It's this same Chicago, of course my spies are always active to tell me whenever anyone pops their shit including you!" He spat, raising his punch again.
This time, he wanted to throw it at her throat.
Lissa quickly stepped closer to him, raising her head and exposing her throat completely to him.
"Do it! If it calms your anger! You're the only one I'll ever allow to touch me like this! Do it!" She shouted readily.
Leonardo dropped the punch and laughed, but there's no joy or joke behind the laughter. It's unpleasant.
He pushed her on the chest, and Lissa staggered back a bit.
"You f+ked up, damn bad." He muttered with mad red eyes, turned around and started walking out.
Lissa started following him, but he spoke up immediately...
"Follow me right now, and I won't mind killing you... I'll break that friendship oath and make your mother cry for you."
Lissa stopped, and he took the last step away from the hood.
She clenched her jaws and fists, nearly knocking herself to the wall as her head became a mess.
Leo is mad at her very much.
He's so f+kin mad right now that nothing can soothe him unless he decides to come around himself.
He's very angry.
She finally threw herself to the wall, hurting her arms in the process.
"Miss!" Emma her maid rushed in.
She actually followed her here, but she has been waiting outside the hood with Lissa's bag and umbrella.
"Miss, are you ok?" Emma asked worriedly.
Lissa stayed silent.
"Ma'am Penny has been calling your phone," Emma said again, bringing the iPhone out of the bag.
"I don't wanna talk to my mother! Read the room and understand the writing on the damn wall! Leo is angry and I'm mad about it! Now leave me alone or I'll take my anger out on you!" Lissa yelled.
Emma ran out.
Instantly, Island came inside.
"If you have nothing beneficial to say, then disappear!" Lissa snapped.
"Before Ghost went to the Don's office earlier, he went to the holding room with ointment and pills," Island reported.
Lissa faced her.
"My own Leo?"
"Yeah. He came out of the room after five minutes, and his fingers were sleek with blood and ointment. I can swear on my life that he applied the ointment by himself." Island reported fully, keeping her distance.
She left the hood immediately.
Lissa gritted her teeth, slamming herself on the wall again...
He didn't only go to the mission secretly to help Ivanna, taking two bullets in the process...he also went to apply ointment himself?"
Ivanna. Ivanna. Ivanna.
Lissa looked up, the black part of her eyeballs moving around her sockets.
She didn't speak, she just left the hood like a storm.
--
[Bacardi's Planet]
Bacardi had to order guards to bundle Robert out of the holding room earlier.
He was forcefully taken here, and he's as n×k£d as the day he was born right now as he stood in the middle of the clustered neon lights.
Bacardi had ripped off his p+nts before pushing him there, and now she sat on her favorite couch, sipping rum and awaiting his dance.
Robert doesn't seem like he's ready to dance though.
He stood there robotically, but his palms are covering his d+vk.
"You really didn't think I was gonna run away with you when I came to get you, did you?" Bacardi smiled.
"Let me tell you something, Robert. Even if this place belongs to my family right now, rules are still rules. You and your siblings were supposed to be killed that same day you broke in." She said, standing.
"Do you know the smallest sin here? It's when I send s+x workers to Leo's Citadel, and they fail to serve him well. He'll kill them, and send their bodies back to me." She shrugged.
"You can imagine that, now think about you and your siblings. You entered this place to steal! Steal the Armando family money! Your heads should have been cut off, but you're still alive cos Leo wants it for an unknown reason... Oh, RIP to your sister Ginny though..." Bacardi continued, walking to him.
"Robert James Cooper, why not satisfy me with another dance, maybe I can think of saving you alone..." She smiled at his face.
"There's no saving me without my sister. If you're gonna save me, include Joy." He talked.
"I don't have the fate of your sister on my hands. She got twisted with father, she got twisted with mother, she got twisted with Lissa, and the boss of all... Leo. She's gone." Bacardi whispered in his ear.
"Please..." Robert whispered back, gaining a little bit of confidence.
"Fine!" Bacardi said, her eyes running down his body to his d+vk which his palms are covering.
Forcefully, she dragged the palm away from his d+ck.
The d+ck sprang free, and Robert bit his lip deeply in shame, his stomach hollowing deeply.
Bacardi gave the d+ck a quick look, tapping her index on her rum glass.
"Since I held it on the day of your break-in, I knew it'd be a big deal. You're full." She said teasingly, pouring the rum in her glass on his body, wetting his skin.
She threw the glass away.
"Now get the dance started, satisfy me and maybe I can make plans with Leo to save you and your daring sister from the death banquet." she stated.
Robert walked slowly to the poll, and Bacardi turned on the strip-star instrumental music.
She sat back on her couch, mounting her legs. Her heels poked the rug.
Robert held the pole, starting his slût dance, free as the air.
He lost all shame.
--
[Painhood]
Hilda has just received the second stab on her tummy...
Her cries were a poem of disaster: loud and disturbing as the guards placed a cup beneath her tummy, collecting her bleeding blood then bringing it to her lips.
They didn't have to force her. She opened her lips and drank.
Don Anthony and Donna Felicia aren't here anymore, but the guards did the torture as if they're still here.
As Hilda drank, the blood leaked from her stabbed stomach again.
As it leaked, they collected and made her drink again.
Her tears mixed with the blood, and it grew bitter than gall.
She was about to receive the third stab when Leonardo entered the hood gallantly.
Still wearing that bathrobe.
"Sir Leo!" The guards looked up, wondering why he's here.
The one holding the cup stepped back, but the one holding the knife was bold enough to stay still.
With his still-angry eyes, Leonardo looked at bleeding Hilda.
"The offence?" He queried.
"He gave the prisoner a ephedra-laced handkerchief, so the Don ordered the drain and drink punishment." The knife holder said.
Leonardo stood where he stood, looking at Hilda with those same eyes. Blank.
"Let's continue," the knife holder faced the cup holder.
They were about to grab Hilda again when Leonardo yanked the head of the knife holder.
He twisted it back and suctioned his neck with his fingers, cracking and bending before throwing his body forward in a shove.
That guard fell on top of punishing rods pierced his tummy.
His blood flowed.
His death happened so fast.
By the time the cup holder guard turned around, he was already in Leonardo's unforgiving grip too.
"It's the Don's orders! The Don ordered us we didn't just —"
Leonardo snatched the cup from him, broke it and shoved a piece of it into his trachea.
Another piece into his chin, destroying his gums from the upside.
He died as fast as his colleague, and Leonardo dropped the body.
Despite the two brutal killings he just did, no single splash of blood on his bathrobe or slacks.
He's not really a fan of blood on his clothes...at all.
Hilda was holding her bleeding stomach on the ground as she looked up at the devil who just saved her.
She slowly raised her second hand to touch his arm...
"Drop it, you do not get to be a skin walker just because I killed these two m0therf+ckers." He said.
Hilda dropped her hand, grunting as her stomach bled more.
"You seem to be the only one who still respects mother here, so I saved your life this time. Doesn't mean I'd save it again. Next time, i'll simply walk past your dead body and hold my nose." He said and left the hood.
Hilda grunted again, gasping for breaths. She needs treatment right now, else she'd go off.
She started crawling out of the hood, but shortly, the estate doctor rushed in with a big emergency surgery box.
"Doctor..." Hilda groaned, giving up on the ground.
"I've been ordered to treat you, stay still..." The doctor said.
She nodded, staying still.
--
[Holding Room]
Ivanna stood from the bed when Nino entered.
She has been sitting here silently since Robert left with Bacardi.
"How did it go?" She asked quickly.
"I told Ghost about it, and luckily, Hilda will be fine..." Nino said.
Ivanna pushed a deep breath out, signifying her relief.
"Thank gawd, but he actually saved someone without benefiting from it?" She spoke, hate riddling her tone.
"He's not nice, not even close to it, but I guess he saved her cos her punishment was connected to ephedra, and the plant is related to Violent Vera. Ghost really really liked his mother." Nino explained.
He revealed his hand. There, he's holding two shirts—his shirts.
"You can wear one and give the other one to Robert when he comes back..." He said kindly.
"Thank you, Nino. But do you think Robert will come back?" She asked, taking the shirts and putting on the multicolored one.
"He's coming back. Miss Cardi probably only wants him to dance..." Nino shrugged.
Ivanna finished putting on the shirt and sat back.
"What's the use anyways? We're dying in two days."
"Stay hopeful, things could still flip...who knows?" Nino shrugged again, and Ivanna nodded.
"I'll keep that in mind."
Nina touched her shoulder.
"And if you luckily escape death in two days time, you have to strive hard to secure a position here, that's the only way to survive."
"I know," Ivanna nodded.
Nino nodded too, smiling a little at her before leaving the room.
He went to his personal apartment and got there at exactly 10pm.
He undressed and entered the bathroom, getting under the shower.
The moment the water touched him, he got suspicious that someone is in this apartment too.
He had to slap the shower off and get his gun from the bathroom hole. He wrapped his towel back on his waist.
He opened the door, slamming himself out of the small bathroom, only to meet Island in front of it.
"What the hell are you doing here in my apartment!" He glared, still not dropping the gun.
"I'm Donna's favorite maid. The only place I can't enter anyhow in this estate is the Esposito siblings buildings and the Penthouse. The rest—including this your apartment, I can enter anytime I want!" Island claimed, not moving.
As if she doesn't fear the gun or as if she's aware he's never gon' shoot.
"You're crossing so many boundaries, Island. I lost count." He muttered, his voice moist.
"Cos I can cross them! And I came here to tell you to keep a distance from the prisoner girl! Keep a distance from every girl in this place, or I'll kill them and no one will ask me questions!" She threatened.
"Delusional alert... your condition grew worse...woof" Nino leaned on the bathroom doorframe.
"You don't see me smiling, and you'd think I'm joking till I really destroy the face of that bîtch! It's a warning!" Island repeated.
She left the apartment, and Nino returned into the bathroom.
"Cringe..." He muttered, opening the shower again.
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[Penthouse]
Sandra entered with a bowl of self-made fruit juice.
She met Donna Felicia sitting by the glass window of the top room.
Instead of arranging roses like she does in her roses sanctuary, she's tearing roses with her fingers, discarding the pieces to the ground.
Not just any rose...it's her favorite taboo rose.
When Sandra entered, she stood and masked her initial psycho look with a honeyed smile.
"Mother, why are you here alone? And why are you tearing your favorite roses!" Sandra gasped.
"These particular roses withered from heat, so I brought them here to tear them myself and give them a proper goodbye." Felicia replied.
Sandra placed the fruit juice on the table before facing her again.
"And about why I'm alone here, Thony went to the warehouse with Bobby, so I'm gonna be alone till my husband returns," Felicia said sweetly
"Your husband? He's my father, duh." Sandra joked.
"Are you jealous?" Felicia replied, and they laughed together.
"The Cooper siblings are finally getting what they deserve, so I brought this homemade fruit juice for the celebration." Sandra said, getting two glasses from the kitchen.
She poured the juice for the two of them, and they clinked glasses.
"I know you love homemade stuff..." Sandra said.
"You know me more than anyone," Felicia smiled.
They clinked glasses again and drank, staring at her top window together.
"I wish Thony would allow me into Vera's mausoleum one day, I'd really like to pay my respects to her grave and tell her to allow me be a good mother to her kids." Felicia said.
"You wanna enter mum's mausoleum? Then you need permission from Leo, not dad. But you don't have to, you're already our mother." Sandra faced her.
"Seriously? But you call her mum, and you call me mother. Why can't you call me mum too?" Felicia asked.
Sandra held eyes with her for just a second, then she drank her juice without replying.
Felicia smiled.
--
[Hellfire Brothel, Warehouse]
While the brothel activities is going on in the main building, the warehouse is undergoing a clear-up at the backyard.
Bobby is there as the main supervisor with Don Anthony.
"Push the cocaine boxes to the back, and direct the opium drawers to the middle. The ecstasy bowls should occupy the front for now. When the tobacco and nicotine arrives, they'd occupy the front row." Bobby said.
As he said each word, the mobsters followed the orders, arranging.
"Never knew you looked serious while working," Don Anthony said behind him.
"What do you mean?" Bobby faced him with a scowl. "Have you seen me killing before, dad? I'm super serious about these things..."
Then he shortly faced the mobsters again. "Get the weed bags restocked before daybreak. That should be close to hundred."
Don Anthony smiled at the back, getting rid of his shades and taking his seat on the provided desk.
"Are you seriously making fun of me when I'm working?" Bobby scoffed.
"You can't try it with Leo, though..."
"Leo is a different breed. The earlier you realize that, the better." Anthony replied, ordering for a tobacco stick.
The moment it was brought, Bobby sat in front of him.
"And the earlier you realize that he doesn't like Felicia, the better." He said seriously.
"I don't care about his stand on Felicia. I only want him to get his job done and be the clan's alpha, meticulously." Anthony replied.
"What was I expecting from a dad who got married to another woman a month after his wife's death?" Bobby laughed with scorn.
"You do not know anything, so shut up, Bobby! Shut. Up!" Anthony cautioned, but Bobby just laughed loader, leaning towards him.
"Tell me, secretly...you only married mum cos she was powerful, you didn't really love her." He whispered.
And that earned him a bloody hard slap from Don Anthony.
Bobby laughed again, despite the stinging cheek. The laughter echoed, as menacingly as his smile.
The mobsters have vacated the warehouse now.
Anthony received a call, from the estate guards.
"Hilda was saved by Sir Leo, the two guards are dead."
Anthony lowered the phone from his ear, eerily hanging the fat tobacco stick between his lips before leaving the warehouse.
Bobby leaned on the table.
"Kill the Cooper siblings to satisfy Felicia? Nahh. It's hightime I join Leo in this game. You'll get tired of us, dad." He smiled intentionally.
He resumed chewing gum as he called the mobsters back inside.
--
[Next Day, Crimson Cave]
Moo is the only one who showed up in Monika's relaxation room, and the woman who looks like all shades of wickedness leaned forward on her chair, rubbing her chin.
"I'm guessing Bradshaw is still stuck in his room, sulking about his fallen manhood," she said.
Moo went down on just one knee.
"It's normal for him to recover slower than me. Now that I've suffered the heartache poison pains, I'd like to go resume my mission on Hayden." She said blandly, face still slightly pale.
Monika leaned back on her throne.
"I knew pain would humble you, now look how eloquent and smart you sound. I gave you a month, and a week is already gone. You have three more weeks to bring him. Tick, Tock."
"I know, and with the look of things, I might not spend up to a month. I promise to not disappoint you this time." Moo replied.
"Go, and prove yourself worthy," Monika waved her off.
Moo left the room with a bow, and Monika stood from her throne.
She paced the space between her desk and throne for a while, rubbing her thumb on her index.
Suddenly, she bursted into an hysterical laughter, halting.
"Violent Vera... you'll have to forgive me for taking this long to send your kids to you, but you won't have to wait long anymore...very soon..."
Then, Bradshaw came in with a new Intel on the House Of Esposito.
He dropped the white paper gently on her desk before stepping back, looking sullen and sulky.
"From our underworld hub spies. The Outfit might be getting their goods back soon, but the port they'll be using is still unknown." He said.
"And you can't even look me in the eye as you report?" Monika replied.
Bradshaw looked up immediately.
"I have the antidote to your fallen manhood, and in the next two years...if you don't disappoint me once, you'll get it." She said.
"I understand, Leader." Bradshaw replied slowly.
Monika took the paper intel on the table, checking it out like it meant nada to her.
"Not enough. Get the name of the port before tomorrow. Ransack the underworld hub if you have to. The plan to sabotage the governor's son case failed, we can't foil this one too." She said sternly.
"Sure," Bradshaw rushed out.
--
[Hayden's Vet Clinic]
Hayden went to the animal shelter to volunteer again, and since Dusk is almost due, he took her along.
But surprisingly, Dusk started showing signs of kitties at the shelter, so Hayden had to rush home.
As he entered the clinic, Dusk was meowing with childbirth pains.
He dropped her on a clean cot spot which he has prepared since last week, and the cat kept her legs up, moving very uncomfortably.
Meowing and squealing.
"It won't take long, trust me... I'll make it easy, ok?" Hayden assured, getting an injection to soothe her.
"Vanna isn't here, so you have to do well, and we can show her your kitties together when she comes back," he smiled.
Dusk meowed again.
"Of course I'll bring her back, believe be and do well..." He continued.
He was about to inject the cat when he heard rattling behind himself.
He turned fast to see Moo sitting on top of his evaluation table.
His door is open, so he didn't bother wondering how she entered.
"I told you, I'll find Vanna and her siblings myself. I don't need your help, and I don't wanna join your gang or cave or whatever!" He said.
"I killed Penny's secretary here and took his body to drop in front of Armando Constructions, but somehow, you aren't fazed about it. You have the freak inside you, just afraid to let it out..." Moo replied, bringing a knife out.
She licked the blade with her tongue, and in the process, her tongue got hurt. She swallowed the blood.
"Take my hand, leave this rackety life behind and follow me." She said.
"Get out of this clinic. I won't ruin my future for a gang!" Hayden replied and faced Dusk.
He gave her the soothing injection, and the cat began making labour sounds immediately.
"Remember the last time I came here?" Moo jumped down from the brown table. "I told you if you continue being stubborn, I'll turn your life upside down."
"Watch me!"
Hayden's eyes widened, he looked back as Moo threw her knife.
Luckily, before it could reach Dusk, Hayden caught it, but that was just a decoy. The real deal is the gun.
Moo went down fast, shooting at the cat's stomach.
"Nooooo!!!!!!!" Dusk! Dusk!!!" Hayden went mad, tears rolling out as blood covered the pregnant cat.
Moo dropped her card on the table, smiling with a sigh.
"Call me when you're ready, and make it quick, cos the next time I come, it won't be an animal..." She said darkly with meaning, leaving through the window.
Hayden was crying on his knees, carrying Dusk's lifeless pregnant body to his chest.
"Dusk.... I'm so sorry...I'm so...."
He broke down again.
--
[Triad Rendezvous]
Leonardo's five bald guards are complete again.
The head of the Matador's daughter reached Chicago in a box this afternoon, and immediately Leonardo got it, he came here to wait for the Matador.
He's sitting on the couch, wearing smooth suit like he's in a Forbes international business meeting.
Instead of cigarettes or his lighter, he held a pack of wasabi peas which he's eating one by one.
He's picking the peas as if selecting them for death in his mouth, and as he ate, he enjoyed their cries.
The guards surrounded him, watching him do his abnormal shii silently till they heard loud footsteps pounding the hall marbles.
Leonardo's eyes flicked, and it stayed that way till the Matador ran inside with his guards.
A chubby Chinese man with brown moustache that seems untouched for months, wearing a suit too.
"I'd have called it a bluff if anyone told me Matador Chenxi would come running to me," Leonardo laughed without amusement.
"What did you do to my daughter! Where is my darling daughter!!" He yelled in Chinese.
"Are you afraid you'd find your daughter's head in a box?" Leonardo replied in Chinese too, dropping his pea pack for one of his men.
Matador froze, and Leonardo smiled so cold it affected the room.
"Cos...that's exactly what's going on." He finished the statement, pointing at the big box on the table.
Matador rushed to the box with shaky limbs and joints. The world seemed too be rotating around him alone as he opened the box.
The lid fell, and his mouth and eyes widened at the same time when he saw the greatest horror ever.
His daughter's head without the ears, nose, mouth and eyes.
"It can't be...the fortress is the most secured place in Britain! It can't be!!!!" Matador yelled, tearing up emotionally.
He hit the ground before he could process anything in his head. His head and body stopped communicating.
"This is why you shouldn't mess with people who're way above you. You've been playing this hide and seek game for days now. You didn't only waste my father's time, but my time too... You drugged my guards...too. So damn unethical..." Leonardo pressed his tongue on his cheek.
"Now, get water, and wash your neck for me. I'm getting your head too." He muttered silently.
"Kill him!!! Kill Leonardo Esposito! I want his head!!" Matador yelled, and more of his guards rushed in.
As they came in, they lunged for Leonardo and his five guards.
The number isn't balanced...it's ten against five, but they bodied it.
Matador himself went for Leonardo, punching the chair he's sitting on.
Leonardo's stood, jumping over the chair to the other side where he parried with a sway, avoiding a high knee stab from the Matador.
When he regained posture, Matador received a cheek blow from him, and the chubby man fell on the couch.
From there, his legs hooked Leonardo's ribs, but before he could break any, Leonardo clinched him.
He cupped his legs and bent the two backwards, breaking one knee bone on each knee.
The Matador wailed, the sound of his cracking bones so crunchy.
He couldn't move, his whole lower body became innert at Leonardo's mercy.
No other alternative, so he pulled a gun out of the chair, shooting at him.
Leonardo intentionally stood in front of it, and the bullet hit his shoulder with a slow tear.
He looked at that shoulder that's already bleeding, and he blew air out of his mouth playfully.
"Darn...feels good. But you stained my suit, not good." He muttered.
That was enough to scare and shock the Matador at the same time.
Who the fawk receives a bullet and makes that kinda statement.
"You're sick...." He muttered.
"It's called special, use the right word." Leonardo replied, kicking the gun from the Matador's hand with that opportunity.
He caught the gun in the air, and withing that second, he shot the Matador once in the heart.
One bullet. He has never killed anyone with more than one bullet.
Matador went limp obediently.
"Dying by your own bullet comes with a sick thrill, so I heard..." Leonardo muttered, dropping the gun, and that was when he realized his hands has been stained by blood.
At the same time, his phone is ringing. It has been ringing since the start of the fight.
With bloody hand, he pulled it out, seeing Lissa on screen.
He swiped green close to three times, but the blood on his hands kept making it impossible to pick.
He nearly threw the phone, but at the fourth swipe, it picked.
"You must still be totally mad at me, I've been calling since two minutes..." Lissa's voice came.
"I killed the Matador, and I have red sleek blood on my hands, call was hard to swipe. Don't form theories..." Leonardo rolled eyes back.
"Well then...I have something to show you. You just killed, so this is the right time to present it. It's kinda like a forgive me package. I'll be waiting in your citadel." Lissa replied.
She hung up immediately.
Leonardo pocketed the phone and faced the room again.
His guards killed the ten Matador guards already, so it's calm in here.
"The documents..." He ordered.
The shipment documents were handed to him.
He rubbed blood on the Matador's thumb, and with that thumb, he stamped the three documents.
"Not so hard, was it?" He muttered.
One of the guards handed him his wasabi pea.
He wiped his hands on the Matador's suit before taking the pea.
"Ghost, news came that the governor's son death case reached the White House, and the President might get involved. The President has a cordial relationship with the governor." The guard said.
"The governor's son? His body was left where?" Leonardo asked.
"You told us to leave it in the cold open, so we dropped him on a tree in the clan's reserve forest. Vultures are probably eating him right now." The guards replied.
"Get him in a plastic coffin when we return, I'll send him to his father. Now that the President is getting involved, why not make it pretty? Leonardo replied.
He was eating his peas slowly as he left the rendezvous like a conquest that he really is.
--
[House Of Esposito, Leonardo's Citadel]
Leonardo expected a high level surprise considering the fact that Lissa isn't normal.
But what he wasn't expecting was Ivanna—the whore prisoner, inside his citadel relaxing room...
She's cleaning—mopping the floors.
She didn't even look up to him when he entered, but he knows she's aware of his presence.
"Your little Bambi Doll ordered me to come here and clean. Tomorrow is my deathday. I wanna at least spent today in peace, so I came." She said.
"Face up," he said, out of the blues.
Ivanna looked up, and he instantly picked the water she's mopping with. He poured the whole thing on her, and Ivanna froze.
Her wide eyes clashed with his emptily emotion-devoid ones.
"Get out, don't make your grave punishment come faster than I planned." He gritted.
"I invited her here to watch us,," Lissa said, coming out of the bedroom.
No clothes. No br@.
Just her p+nty, and her slick body. Seems she rubbed shine oil or something.
She looks really gorgeous.
"And this is the surprise you had?" Leonardo commented, giving her a full lustful gaze. Head to toe.
"Yes... You resisted me in the car the other night, so I'm trying again. If I give you my body and promise to never doublecross you again, we'll be cool, right?" She replied.
Her new navel ring dangled.
"Best friends with benefits? Are you trying to be my whore?" Leonardo angled his head sidewards.
The full luscious hair moved with what movement, so damn attractive.
"I don't mind, I just want mutual understanding, and for us to align again..." Lissa replied.
Without warning, she took off her p+nty, getting completely n+k£d.
Ivanna is still standing where she is, dripping with water from head to toe and struggling not to look at the shameless sl+t Lissa.
"F+ck me. Make me bleed. You know I like it rough. We can use my blood as lube." Lissa whispered.
Savagely, Leonardo removed his tie, grabbed Lissa's arms and turned her around. With the tie, he bounded her arms behind, and her br+asts pushed forward very much.
Her wetness rolled down her thighs in small white beads as he shoved her into the bedroom, grabbing her br+Ã sts from the back.
He pushed her n+ppl£s into her own mouth, and she sucked.
"Ohhh... Leo...
Before the bedroom door could close on them, she threw her p+nty away.
The black p+nty flew back, landing directly on Ivanna's face.
TBC
Oh no what's happening please authoress post more often pleeeeaaaaassseee
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