He smiled and looked over her breasts and then lower, watching his thick cock get lost in her pussy.
“You are ours forever.”
His face tensed and his strokes grew faster and deeper, as he held her hands above her head and made her body erupt again.
“Sweet Jesus, I love feeling like this. I’ve never felt like this. Never.”
She felt his thighs tighten and his cock grow. He held her gaze, moaned, and then held himself deep inside her, claiming her once again, his woman.
Chapter 10
Robert heard the floor squeak, and as he looked up from his desk, a bolt of shock hit him. Angelo Gessati.
He wasn’t just a ghost from his past, the constant burden that had lain on Robert’s mind for years. The man stood before him now, far from the Italian prison he had hoped Angelo died in.
“It’s been a long time, Robert.” Angelo looked around the room, and then back at Robert. “You’ve done well over the years.”
Robert could practically see Angelo biting his cheek, holding the anger at bay.
Angelo had always been a crazy, forceful bastard, but he was always attentive, and caring to Patricia. Robert felt the instant jealousy reemerge. Patricia had had a soft spot for Angelo too.
“What is it that you want?”
Angelo remained at a distance. It was as if he didn’t trust himself to move too much closer.
“I want what’s mine.”
Robert moved around to the front of his desk.
“What’s yours? Nothing of mine is yours.” Robert felt like the words left this mouth like venom. This fucking guy was not going to blackmail him or take from him everything he had accomplished over the years. It was too late anyway. He was giving it all to Marvin, despite the fact that the little weasel wanted Chiara.
“Everything you have is mine, and belongs to me. You took away my life, my freedom and Patricia. You framed me. You had my papers get lost so that I was forced to spend my life in that Godforsaken prison. It all ends here.” Angelo raised his voice.
The office door swung open. Robert’s butler and another staff member were yelling for the person to stop. Someone said to call the police.
“What do you want? How did you get in here? Who are you?” Robert Costiano asked in
a panic as he leaned back against his desk, gripping the wood with both hands. The man in front of him held a gun, and was just staring at him. Robert’s life passed before his eyes. Had Angelo Gessati sent this man to kill him? Why now? What had changed? Would Angelo really leave Chiara to suffer like this? Robert had cared for her and provided for her for all these years.
“She’s nothing but a whore. You pushed her to this. Now she can suffer.”
“Don’t do it, Cane. This is not what you were hired to do. You’ve gone over the line,” Angelo yelled at Cane. Cane chuckled. One look at the man and Robert knew that he wasn’t dealing with a full deck.
“I don’t understand. You sent this man here to kill me? You’ll get nothing,” Robert said toward Angelo, with this man Cane still pointing a gun at him, and looking wild with rage.
He just stared at Robert, looking him over with disgust. The chills ran over Robert’s body. He could see from the corner of his eye, Angelo preparing to do something. Was he going to join this man, and kill Robert right here? With the staff looking on, the sounds of sirens in the distance, he would kill him and then go to jail all over again? It didn’t make sense.
“Cane, put the damn gun down. This is over now. You’ve lost it,” Angelo stated.
“I didn’t lose shit. This piece of crap never loved his daughter. He pushed her into the arms of two man whores who use women for their bodies and then dump them. She’ll need cleansing. Chiara will need a man like me to care for her, protect her, and keep her away from men like those two and her own father.”
Robert had never been so confused. He looked at Angelo, and even after all these years, he could tell that he was worried, and that perhaps he wasn’t behind this mess or this man’s actions.
Robert had nowhere to run or hide, and he knew that this man was going to kill him.
He took a step forward.
“My daughter is mine. You can’t have her and neither can Angelo.”