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Dario sauntered up the narrow staircase tiredly for he was just getting a break from doing all the most possible crimes in the world. After he left Cybil and her adoptive parents yesterday night, he wasted no time before he summoned his chauffeur to take him to one of his clubs where he had the Mexican mafia leader waiting for him. It turned out that their dealing did not end up all that great, resulting in a rival between the two clans, but we all know who won because ,the Mexican Mafia was on Dario's territory and they were idiots. Besides Dario made sure he prepared for the worst possible causes.
It was the Mexican mafia lost anyway. Sure, Dario himself might have lost a few thousand dimonds, but it was no biggie, because he got to kill every last one of those bastards including the leader for wasting his time and money. So now the society was leaderless and currently bankrupt and Dario couldn't care less.
Walking down the hallway. He hesitated a moment at Cybils door. He pondered whether he should go in and see what she was up to or just let her wait a little longer before he sabotaged her glorious body- you know, keep her suspensed. Besides he was a 100 percent sure that she was planning some dramatic escape plan, and he was a 100 percent ready to in with a smirk plastered to his lips, but was soon replaced with a frown. He was surprised. The room was empty. Like literally empty. He began to wonder if she might've escaped already, when he saw the empty drawers opened and duvet was removed from the bed and the doors to the balcony opened. He walked in a somewhat hurried but calm manner over to the balcony and what he saw next was totally unexpected. He saw her fast asleep on the comforter she had spread across the cold floor. He noticed how peaceful and beautiful she looked as she laid on her side. He watched as the sun hugged the side of her that was bared to it, wondering when the time would finally come when he would be able to be close to her like that. He walked over and knelt down beside her, removing his surprisingly hot jacket, it was spring, he shouldn't be so hot. Maybe he was coming down with something. Or maybe it was the fact that a sexy goddess was laying on the floor of his balcony and he wanted to fuck her so bad.
He didn't like the fact that everything was surprising him today. It didn't show a good sign.
As he shifted a strand of hair from her eyes he couldn't help but feel a twig of guilt hit him, for he was bringing her into a world of danger, untamed anger and chaos, one that showed no mercy unto the innocent.
Ah! Who was he kidding, certainly not himself. He was going to enjoy wrecking her mind just as he was going to wreck her body. All the possible ways mankind could think of.
Cybil stirred under his touch as his fingers grazed further down her body. His fingers swept over her left breast and she twitched when his thumb glided over her nipple teasingly through the thin material.
She wasn't wearing any bra. How erotic.
Dario thought to himself.
At the moment her eyes fluttered open. After allowing herself to adjust to her surroundings, Cybil took a glance at the figure looming over her.
Dario watched as her face morphed from one of shock to one that was about to make a cry, but before she could though, he covered her mouth with his calloused hand.
He chuckled and said, "Now we would want the guards to have any second thoughts now would we Cybil?"
God... They way he said her name. So raspy, so seductive. Cybil was trapped in his captivating gaze, unable to resist his bad boy-or more like bad man charms. It had her wet and needy instantly despite just waking up from her peaceful slumber that the man so rudely interrupted. She couldn't say that she was angry though. Any woman would be blissful if they woke up seeing this man's gorgeous face.
Dario allowed his eyes to trail bluntly over her barely hidden body and he almost groaned at the sight before him. Never had a woman made him so unsettled and horny. He came to the realization that the very few times they've encountered ,he behaved like an idiotic and horny teenager.
" They would think that we're up to something kinky, like me turning you into a crazy nymphomaniac. Right amoré?"
He said and she blushed hiding her face away totally understanding the double meaning words.
He leaned over her, causing her to back up and hit the duvet with a soft thud. He gazed down at her lustfully memorizing the flawless outline of her beautiful face with his deep gray eyes.
Cybil sucked in a sharp breath as their eyes met. His were so intense and electrifying, it made her feel something that was anew to her.. was it lust.. Or maybe something deeper that she couldn't pinpoint. But, never had a man turn her on with just his lust filled gaze, not even her former boyfriend. Normally she would have felt repulsed by the stare if it was any other man, but the way Dario sexed up her body with his, made her want to rip off her clothes and say 'fuck me'.
At the moment she didn't care if he was a mafia leader, Hell! She didn't care if he wanted to bend her over the balcony railing with a gun pointing to her heard as he rammed his cock so deep into her cunt she saw stars. The thought even sounded appealing as she bit her bottom lip, her legs trembling with the aching between them.
" Tell me that you understand baby" Dario whispered, so close to her lips she could feel and smell his hot, minty breath tickle her cheeks. He used his free hand to tilt her chin to meet his gaze when she looked away, due to Dario's uncomfortable and scrutinising gaze. Her lower abdomen clenched when he drew her bottom lip in his mouth, then he released it.
With an arm resting beside her head to hold his weight, Dario trailed his other hand down her leg leaving a heated sensation wherever his fingers caressed. He stopped a little above her knees and lifted her dress so that he could removed her underwear. Cybil remained passive as she waited expectantly for Darios warm fingers to making contact with her dripping heat. She knew that what they were doing was wrong and that it was probably going to backfire on her later on, but she just, couldn't find one reluctant bone in her body that wanted to halt his actions.
His bracing hand gripped her hair and tilted it up, he flicked his tongue over her parted lips and Cybil moaned dripping more of her juice on the blanket. When his hand finally met her core, Cybil gasped at how cold they were and Dario took that as an opportunity to meet their tongues. Then the action begun.
Cybil writhed against him as his fingers played with her clitoris vigorously. He inserted a finger in her and she moaned and gasped for breath. Dario left her lips and suckle on her neck. He sucked in another finger and began pumping them hard and fast in and out of her vagina.
Cybil was in a frenzy... She was having too much pleasure, almost at the peak of her rhapsody. She swore she saw angels in the clouds above her when Dario added a third finger, stretching her to a satisfying extent.
"Fuck, Oh god.. Pleeeaase don't stop!!" Cybil cried as Dario began hitting her G-spot. She squeezed his wrist that had her hair as her hips thrust involuntarily to meet the pace of his fingers.
" Don't cum yet" Dario grumbled menacingly in his deep, Italian lustfilled voice.
Cybil stared helplessly at him as she tried not to explode. She shut her eyes and tried to hold up a little longer, but Dario was having none of it as he grunted
" Look at me"
She almost didn't hear him despite him being mere inches away from her lips because all she could focus on was the rapid thrust of his long digits hitting her spot everytime they went in.
"Please let me cum now... Please". Cybil begged staring into his eyes as dark spots began to cloud her vision.
" Cum," Dario whispered in her ear.
She lost all sense of rationality as she screamed his name when he sucked on her exposed nipple through the thin satin material. Her orgasm ripped through her like the force of a tsunami as she clung to Dario for dear life. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear until she slowly came down from her high.
Dario slowly eased his fingers out of her hot pussy and brought his fingers to her mouth where she sucked and released them with a pop, the salty after taste of her cum remained on her tongue but she enjoyed it as much as the man who brought those juices from her.
Dario helped her to put on back her underwear and he stood up. Cybil couldn't help but sight the much prominent bulge in his slacks. She couldn't help but wonder what it looked like.. Was there vein popping from it.. Was it white or tanned like his body. What she did know was that it was no ordinary cock.. It was a womb buster and she had no doubt that his fingers were nothing compared to what his dick could do to her. She had a mini orgasm just thinking about him thrusting inside her from behind.
"Stop staring at my cock.. Unless you want to deep throat it. " Dario said running a hand through his slightly disheveled hair due to Cybils savage behavior when he helped her find release.
She blushed and looked away even though Dario haven't even spared her a glance during his short comment.
As Cybil gathered up the duvet in her hands, the door to the suite flew back and hit harshly on the wall causing and invoulentary screech to escape her lips as she placed a hand over her erraticly beating heart. She watched as a tall man with his wounded arm in a sling and several bandages came limping through the door and up to Dario in angry strides.
Cybil watched as Dario remained unaffected by the wounded man, as he lazily shrugged on his Jacket and fixed his cufflinks.
" You fucking mongrel shit" The man said as he flicked out his gun and pointed it to Dario's head. Cybil gasped and stumbled back, scared shitless.
She got even more worried when Dario just stood there fixing his stupid clothes and still didn't seem affected by the crazy man infront him. She wanted to yell at him so bad, but being the coward that she is, she remained silent.
When Dario finally met the man's stare with a cold and menacing gaze, Cybil realized the striking resemblance between both men. They were both hunks, though Dario was lager in comparison to the man. They had that Italian vibe about them and they both seemed to share those dangerous and threatening eyes. Though to her, Dario seemed to bring a much more greater effect.
" Your brothers! " She blurted involuntarily. Both men snapped their eyes towards her, Dario not expecting her to speak and the wounded man only realizing that a third person was in the room. Shocked by her own outburst, Cybil covered her mouth and took another couple steps back. She couldn't help but blush at the way the wounded mans gaze seemed to blatantly roam her body and it left her feeling uncomfortable. She squirmed in her spot as she waited quietly for the men to avoid her and get back to their conversation. But to her dismay that never occurred.
She wondered where she'd seen the battered man before, because he looked oddly familiar.
" You look awfully familiar. Have I met you somewhere before amoré? The battered man questioned, as he completely forgot about the impending matter he needed to discuss with his brother. He was too enamoured by the gorgeous woman before him.
" N- , Wait, are you that man that came to the hospital that night with the several gunshot wounds? " She inquired, as the realization dawned upon her. He was the same man she tended to that night at the hospital, when everything was chaotic and she had to step in and be the bigger person.
" Yeah." The man said as the night replayed in his memory and he suddenly got angry again, pointing the gun towards Dario's head yet again.
" Mi hai lasciato lì a soffrire dopo avermi messo come esca per quei fastidiosi russi. Avrei potuto essere ucciso se non fosse stato per l'uomo interno che mi ha scaricato in ospedale. And to think we're blood... You now I would've never left you like that." The angered man shouted in his native language . He clicked the gun as he took another few threatening steps to a passive Dario who's yet to have partake in their conversation. He looked as if he was going to blow any second, as if it was the grace of god saving the man before him rather than the other way around.
" I have no time for your endless rants and uncontrollable anger. I told beforehand the type of situation you were going to be in when we went to confront the don, so quit acting like you have a pussy and get that shit out of my face before I show you how it's done. " Dario sneered. It seemed as if he was holding everything back just to refrain from hurting his already messed up brother.
"And you! " Dario said pointing his fingers towards Cybil who gazed upon him in shock, wondering did she do this time to set him off.
" Think about escaping this place and your head will be set on my fucking table like a damn figurine. " He threatened right before he walked out of the room with his brother trailing reluctantly behind him.
Cybil stood at the balcony doors shell-shocked, wondering how the hell did he knew she was going to do something as "suicidal" as that.
But then, again she thought about the many books she'd read that has a similar plot to the one she was about to create for herself with ' the main character "trying" to run away but always ended up being caught'. She couldn't help but cringed at how cliché this shit sounded.
Besides she had something new on her mind; and that was how the hell was she going to break through her hunk of a man's thick exterior for she has taken quite the liking to this infamous yet famous Dario.
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