Enzo was in a white shirt that was loosely unbuttoned at the top, we had been on the plane for a while now and not once have my legs stop pressing themselves together.
His blue eyes looked at me as they pulled their attention away from laptop on his lap.
"Is there something wrong tesoro?" It's been weeks since we last had sex and I was growing impatient, Enzo has been extremely busy.
I got out of my seat closing the door and locking it from any of the employees from getting in.
"Violette" he warned as I unbuttoned his shirt. I put my finger to his lips to shut him up.
"No, no more I'm busy. You're going to shut up and let me ride you on this plane" he rose his eyebrow at me before compiling.
Unbuckling his pants, Enzo was already incredibly hard for me. He removed my shirt throwing it on the seat behind me as I sunk down onto him. He cursed in Italian in my ear before telling me to move my hips or he was going to go mad.
Enzo held my head to the side as he hungrily pressed heated to my neck, his warm tongue laid flat on my skin as he continued to mark the spot.
My nails clawing at his shoulders he threw his head back before moaning my name. I pulled his hair for him to look into my eyes. "First time having sex on a plane?" I shook my head which made him pinch my hip.
I leaned into his ear before biting down on it. "First time I've had sex on your plane, now try and be quiet when you come for me" he bounced down onto him faster as his hand found it's spot onto my neck bringing our lips together.
He landed a smack onto my ass. "You want to play games mi amore? Okay then" he held my hips up as he repeatedly connected his into mine making me cry out to into the air. "Let's play them" his lips attached my nipple.
When I looked down Enzo sent me a week as he marked all over my chest with his lips, a hand still on my throat, Enzo thrusted faster until his name was the only one my brain could remember. "I've been getting tired of this mouth of yours Violette, maybe I should put it better use, but as the little slut that you are you would love that."
I could only manage a whimper. "Fuck" he said as I pulsed around him. "This perfect fucking body, these beautiful lips, you Violette Luna Bianchi are mine."
"Mine to fuck" he said between thrust. "Mine to use like a little slut" and most in importantly he slammed his hips up one more time before we came. He held my face in his hands as I came down from my high. He pushed the curls from my face looking between the both of my eyes.
"Mine to love forever and more"
"Damien, the next time you send me on one of your pathetic drug trades at least make them interesting" I said through the mic.
The sound started breaking off when I tossed the piece of shit in the garbage. I whistled a tune in my head walking deeper down the hallway.
The sound of water falling from the roof slowly dripping into a puddle was starting to annoy the crap out of me. I just wanted someone's blood on my knife tonight no matter who's it was.
A gun was cocked behind my head making a grin creep onto my face. I guess dreams really do come true even if they come from sick bastards like myself.
I slowly turned around as his hand quivered in fear, this had to be his first time I almost felt bad.
Almost.
"I'm going to give you five seconds to hand over your gun" Isn't that just cute.
"Five" I rolled my sleeves up to my forearms.
"Four."
"Three" I could finish a whole meal by the time he finishes counting.
"T-Two"
"Come on, surely you know how to count down to one" he could be no less than nineteen.
"On"- I pulled his arm towards me flying my fist at his face hearing his nose crack.
"Fucker, your face almost hurt my hand" I grabbed his gun shoving it in his mouth.
"This isn't how I wanted to spend my night, I got fucked over by someone I cared for and now I'm getting my hands dirty for my bosses brother. Great way to spend my birthday isn't it?" he mumbled something but his gun was to busy being shoved down his throat.
"I can't hear you, you should really speak up."
"Well if it isn't the devil herself" I pulled the trigger turning around to see Angel holding a gun towards my head.
"Come on beautiful, shoot me" I grabbed her hand putting the gun under my chin as I backed her against the wall. "It's no worse then what you've already done to me."
"Mariano I"-
"She asks about you Angel, every fucking night she speaks on how much she misses when you'd read her book. And every night I have to tell her that you went away." her looked away from me but I gripped her chin.
"She cries wanting you to do the little stuff that I can't fucking do with her, when you'd do her hair and make her.. smile. Angel why the fuck did you do it?"
She slowly put the gun down until it fell to the ground. I couldn't help but look over her enticing features, from her memorizing dark skin to her eyes that could fuck me over one hundred times and I'd forgive her no matter what.
Her hand reached to my face as I closed my eyes at missing her touch, it was always there when too soothe my insomnia. She looked between both of my eyes before connecting our lips, her tears fell onto my cheek as it took everything to push away from her.
"I- I can't tell you yet" she tried to reach for me but I backed away, like glass in her eyes it shattered her but she hurt the only person that gave meaning to my life.
"You can hurt me all you want Angel, but the day you're the cause of her tears" I looked down to the bracelet I gave her for her birthday, I scoffed at the face she had the audacity to even wear it.
The bracelet had three charms on it. A knife she picked out to represent me, the rainbow for Iris and the sun for Angel for her smile.
"Is the day you become dead to me." I left her in the dark hall way feeling the anger return to my body.
I drove home gripping the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white.
As soon as I opened the door I was met with two little arms running over to me. "Daddy! I missed you so much" I picked her up as she pressed kisses all over my face.
"How much?" She opened her arms as wide as they can go.
"You missed me to right?" Her little lips curled into a pout. I tickled her stomach until her giggles filled the room, the smile appeared back onto my face.
"O-Okay okay I get it" she caught her breathe. I thanked the babysitter paying her for watching Iris while I was gone.
The bundle of joy grew quiet as she played with my rings. "What's wrong?" I lifted her chubby face into my hands. "Tell me what's wrong little flower"
"The boy at school said no one loves me and that's why mommy and Angel left" her hazel brown eyes started to blur with tears.
Would it be wrong to torture a child?
"I w-want Angel back!" she cried into my neck as her little arms held me tighter. Iris was only nine, she didn't deserve this. I wiped her tears with my thumb pressed a kiss on her forehead.
"What do I tell you every night before you go to sleep?" she messed with her fingers.
She took her small pinky before wrapping it around my much large one. "As long as we have each other" I started.
"I-It's all the love we will ever need" she said before letting out a small yawn. I carried her into her room before letting her curls fall over her pillow. The door bell rung as I removed my shirt from my body.
Angel was looking down at the floor before you to my bare torso then into my eyes.
I was getting ready to shut the door before she stopped it with her hand. "Scream, yell at me curse me out for all I fucking care Mariano. But please don't look at me like I was nothing to you"
"I came to explain... but even if you decide that you don't forgive me Mariano, I won't stop coming back for you because I love you, and I love Iris and you know that." I let her walk in as she sat down but I kept my stance.
"Talk"
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