Daughter of the Mafia's Consigliere

RICARDO.

When she screamed, I placed my lit cigarette to her lips and her scream was muffled. I was having fun with what I was doing, tears streamed from her eyes and they were already begging for mercy.

"I thought you wanted to have fun so why the tears, aren't you enjoying the pleasure?" I asked with a dark smile as I turned the gun inside of her cunt in a circular motion. She couldn't scream anymore but I could see the pain in her eyes. She was literally shaking with so much fear, I guess she was shaken by the fact that I could blow off her private part. Another interesting fact was that the gun was loaded with bullets and once I mistakenly pulled the trigger, she was a goner. "Now listen!" I ordered her in a commanding tone but she kept muffling sounds and trying to struggle free from my hold.

"Listen to me!" I yelled and I violently shoved the gun deeper into her cunt and she tried to scream again but it was muffled.

"Next time, don't go around throwing yourself at any hot guy you see in here, I don't know if a bunch of loose workers were the ones that were employed in here. If you value your life so much, keep your mouth sealed and act like we never spoke to each other." I warned her in whispers and I roughly let go of her after pulling out the gun.

She tried to run out naked but fell as a result of her legs which were shaking badly. She picked up her dresses and ran out with nothing on, I'm sure she just had the biggest lesson of her life.

I stared at the gun irritatedly which was already stained with her juice and cleaned it off with wipes before pocketing it.

She dared not say a word to anybody about what I just did to her, she would be too ashamed and scared to even utter a word to anyone.

I left the lobby back to the room Marianne was in, now it looked like a normal room. Marianne was still in the same sleeping position I left her in, she was reeking of alcohol and the puke that stained her dress stinks.

I should have asked the cleaner to clean her up also. I can't leave her like this, my irritation and anger would only worsen.

She was putting on a free gown so it was easy for me to take it off.

She was just left in her lacy pants and bra, I swallowed so hard as I stared at her body. Why does her body look so much more sexy with just her pants and bra on?

I scanned her body with my eyes and couldn't stop gulping down emptiness. Her exposed curves and medium-sized butts looked so attractive and I had the urge to smack them. My hand suddenly moved on its own and it landed on her thighs. I caressed them up to her butts which I squeezed gently so she wouldn't wake up.

Well, she is too drunk to wake up that easily.

My gaze shifted to her upper body and I began staring so hard at her boobs which almost popped out from her bra.

The imaginations in my head were becoming so wild and I was losing my self-control. I traced her flat tummy up to the line dividing her boobs, I almost grabbed the boobs but I had to hold myself back.

Even if I wanted to have her, not in her drunken state, her eyes need to be wide open and her brain needs to be active while I bang the hell out of her.

My eyes fell on her face and I was captivated by her beauty. She still looks so charming even while being asleep.

Her facial features were a ten out of ten. I know I've said this particular line before but I couldn't help saying it again.

As if having a perfect body structure wasn't enough, she still had to look so beautiful. I was stunned.

She turned over while snoring lightly and that was when I came back to my senses.

I realized I'd been staring and admiring Marianne for the past five minutes. Damn! How could I be carried away that easily?

She is not all that, I've come across numerous girls like her who are even more beautiful.

I stood up from the bed and covered her carelessly with a duvet. I lit up another cigarette and began smoking. I'm mad at myself for getting charmed by Marianne without any single effort. Remembering how annoying she was switched my mood. I went to the antechamber attached to the room and began staring at the sky.

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My phone suddenly rings and the caller turns out to be Kathy. I dismissed the call immediately because I didn't feel like talking to her at that moment. I know she was calling to yell and ask the reason why I'm not going to be with her tonight. She already sent me twenty text messages, calling me was her last option I guess.

I've warned her a number of times about how much I dislike calls, that must be the reason why she texted that much and finally decided to give me a call.

I put my phone on DND, pocketed it and continued enjoying the night view.

** Next morning**

"What did you do to me Ricardo? Why am I like this?" I could hear Marianne yell from the room.

I guess she was now back to her senses.

"Ricardo! What did you do to me last night? Where are my clothes?! Hope you didn't do something stupid if not, I'm going to kill you for real!" She yelled but I ignored her.

I actually spent the night at the antechamber, I didn't sleep throughout, I was busy researching something.

"I'm fucking talking to you!" She suddenly grabbed my roll of weed in my fingers and smashed it with her feet..

"Marianne! Don't get on my nerves, I'm still not over the stress you put me through last night so don't just worsen my mood." I warned and she scoffed.

"You think yelling or raising your voice at me would keep me shut? You have to start talking this minute, why did I wake up without my clothes? I'm sure I wasn't the one who took off my clothes, I would never do that. Hope you didn't do anything to me you pervert! Start talking!" Marianne screamed at top of her voice and I folded my fists trying to suppress my anger. She might pass out if I punch her right now.

I guess she has gone crazy for real.

"It seems you don't remember what really happened last night, your stupid boyfriend called me here and busted my lip for some stupid reason. As if that was not enough, I barged in here and met you trying to make out with one of the male workers. Like seriously? Are you that cheap and shameless? How dare you !" I shouted at her, talking about it was getting me so mad.

"Wait, what are you saying?" She asked with a confused look and I almost slapped her that instant for pretending not to know about what I was talking about.

"Don't try to act dumb, I'm not stupid! I thought you loved your boyfriend so why did you break up with him and make out with an ordinary male server? I guess I wasn't wrong when I called you a bitch, you are worse than a slut, stop feigning to be innocent, it's pissing me off!"

"Don't use such words on me when you know nothing! I really don't understand what you're talking about."

"I don't care if you're pretending or not and I have no time to explain anything to you. My point is; how could you have tried to make out with another guy in the room I lodged with my own money? I don't care about whom you sleep with but don't do that shit around me, you wouldn't like my reaction.

I wonder how many guys you must have slept with back at the mansion since you have a thing for sleeping with anything that has a dick."

"Ricardo! Stop it! Stop saying trash about me, it's not true, you're getting me confused!"

Wait, doesn't she remember anything that happened last night? Is it because she was drunk? That should be her business though,

"I guess you also forgot that you puked on me right? I'm just going to let that go and as for the reason why you had no clothes on when you woke up, I was the one who took it off. You were in a complete mess after you puked on your dress and you were reeking of alcohol so bad. I didn't do anything out of the ordinary so stop spilling nonsense you think even if you throw your cheap body at me, I would give in? I don't eat public meals!" I spoke harshly at her and just then she groaned and held her head.

"Oh my God! My head hurts so bad," she cried out but I ignored her and walked out of the room to calm my nerves.

As I made my way to where I parked my car so I could drive out, my phone rang.

I wanted to ignore the call but I decided to check who the caller was and it turned out to be my dad. I hesitated before picking up.

"You have an urgent mission to take care of, the target is currently at Venice."