Luzo: Reign of a Mafia Don by S. W. Frank Page B

man and have children? Warped or not, it was love nonetheless. His little brother even managed to produce sons from the relationship, which was a sour pill for a loveless man.
    Alberti’s words had torn him through and he tried to drink away the emotional shards which stuck in his heart. He could not cry, what tears he shed had occurred in youth. Emptiness had to be filled with drink and women.
    The bedroom door opened and Gina entered the dark bedroom. She looked lovely as usual, but he experienced no warmth there. “Where were you?” he asked.
    “Visiting with my brother.”
    “Till notte donna?”
    “That is what happens when visiting my talkative brother.”
    Luzo’s eyes were mean slits. “Do not forget our arrangement. The agreement includes having children, not just spending my goddamn money for dresses and parties donna!”
    Gina slipped off her shoes. Luzo was upset, and she planned to appease his anger with seduction. “And that is what I will do because it is a pleasurable undertaking.”
    Gingerly she removed the half-empty bottle from his hand, placed it on the floor and stood in front of her husband. She began to undress. His inebriated eyes sparkled as he watched the strip tease. Her clothes slipped away, and then she kneeled between his legs. She did not talk, instead her fingers began to work his pajama pants down his thighs. He raised his ass in assistance.
    The grin from the pale woman was enticing, as were her hands massaging him with firmness. Warmth spread through his body, then.
    Her mouth parted.
    Her head lowered.
    The heat grew as the wet tongue licked skin before sucking him hard like he needed. He was a very hard to please man.
    The warmth which had been lacking became a fire.
    Luzo welcomed the burning flames and desired incineration. He leaned forward and seized Gina by the waist. She gasped in joy when he rose and strolled with her to the bed and pressed her there with his body. He stared at her, searching for what Alberti said he lacked. Was it true he had improperly gardened and tended dying weeds?
    In haste to burn his aching heart, he thrust angrily inside his wife, kissed her lips closed, and drew in her saliva as she choked out moans. She wiggled, limited by Luzo’s bulk compressing her in the soft mattress as he fucked her without a whisper of affection.
    Fucking does not constitute love.
    Scorched by his own making he pumped the ice donna harder until she whimpered and begged for him to cease. He refused and turned her over.
    He was not a fool, Gina was cunning, and so was he.
    To her blonde hair he growled. “If I discover you have lied to me bella, I will kill your brothers, you, and anybody you care about!”
    She gushed over his dick and shrieked as the bed rocked with his movements. Luzo did not relent until hot semen flooded his thighs. When he was done, he lay supine, and ordered his pretty wife to lick him clean like the female dog she was.
     
     
    C HAPTER FOURTEEN
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Carlo went out and returned with fried chicken and corn on the cob from a speedy restaurant with a red and white decor. Sophie had bathed and joined Carlo at the tiny aluminum table near the curtained window.
    He waited until she sat and reached for the foam plate. “This is what Americanos call food. Mi dispiace it is not penne a la vodka.”
    “Grazie, this is fine Carlo.”
    Carlo cut the greasy hard meat. One bite , several chews and he scowled before swallowing. Santo, the taste was horrible. However, Sophie ate ravenously, unaware Carlo watched.
    Thick veins protruded from Carlos’ neck. His fingers gripped harder around the fork. The meat on the prongs never reached his mouth. His appetite had fled seeing how hungry and thin Sophie had become. Angrily, he excused himself and went out for fresh air.
    Two hours later he had not returned and Sophie became concerned. Every time she heard a car, she peered out the curtain to the parking lot only to sigh in disappointment.