RAPHAEL
I pulled my car across the street facing a bungalow in one of the suburbs of Cuba.
I pushed open the doors of my car and watched my capos stride over to me.
They had already arrived before me, surrounding the entire vicinity.
I leaned against my car, making sure my gun was perfectly placed in my pants.
“Raphael, Estaban is in there with a woman” Dante informed me as he walked over with Thomas, Lorenzo, Luca and Marco.
“Luca, Marco, I need briefing on the Mexican politicians. But for now let’s take care of this motherfucker”
I walked over to the windows with my men. Glancing through the partly pulled apart curtains, I spotted Estaban on the sofa with a red haired.
She was naked before him, sitting directly on his cock and riding him off. His grunts were low but audible enough as she bounced on him, throwing her head back whilst he gripped on to her ass and thrusted his hips upwards.
I gave one of my underbosses the signal and he at once kicked open the door, we all rushing in like swarm of bees.
I pulled out my gun and gave off a warning shot. The woman flipped around and screamed, jumping off Estaban.
I watched her terrified orbs glued on us as all my men pulled out their guns.
“Raphael. Shit son of a bitch!” Estaban cursed. My fist balled in an instant, my inner demon frothing within me, eager to put bullets in his body but I managed to calm myself. I won’t kill him just too quickly
“Yes Raphael in the flesh Estaban” I said casually, taking a seat on the sofa.
His jaw clenched and his nostril flared but I could see he was putting up a fearless exterior.
“What the hell do you want?” He spat at me.
“Oh I just came to say hi to you and your….” I pointed at the naked mortified woman quivering in her skin. “Your woman” I completed.
“Stand up pretty doll” I tell her sweetly.
“Don’t move a muscle” Estaban countered my orders to the red haired.
I chuckled loudly before raising my head and pulling the trigger right above her head.
It was a deliberate missed shot.
The woman screamed and crumbled into tears.
“Should I repeat myself gattina?” I sensually asked.
She shook like a leaf and immedately stood on her feet.
Ignoring her shuddering profile, I turned my attention to Estaban.
“Stand!” I commanded in a more harsher tone.
I could see the fear in him rising with each breath. Sweat droplets circulated around his head and his breathing became rapid. Pushing himself off the sofa, he struggled to stand. His legs were tottering.
His dick was still firm and hard.
A devious smirk curled by the side of my lips and I moved again towards the red haired, letting my men flank around Estaban.
“What’s your name sweetheart?” I asked, moving strands of her dishevelled hair off her face.
“Vanessa” she replied, her lips quivering and her eyes wandering everywhere else but to my face.
“Are you his whore?” I asked once again, throwing my head at Estaban.
“Y-yes” she swallows, her tears trickling down her cheeks.
“Look at me” I commanded her. She forced her eyes to meet my unwavering gaze.
I encircled my hand around her throat. She jerked and was about screaming but I shot her a dangerous glare which got her to quickly throw her hands over her mouth, stopping her cries and releasing muffled wailings instead.
“Now you are going to be a good girl for me ok” I told her and she nodded meekly.
“Get on your knees darling and deep throat him” I ordered with a wry smile.
Leaving no room for questions, she does as she is told and quickly crouches down to her knee.
Sliding Estaban’s cock into her mouth, she began pushing his dick in and out of her mouth.
Estaban looked at me with shock. I smiled and took a seat opposite both of them.
“Suck that dick aggressively” I ordered once again. I watched Vanessa increase her pressure on sucking him.
Estaban immediately began feeling discomfort as Vanessa sucked on him with so much intensity. The lady was scared for her life.
“Bite him!” I spat, hitting my fist on the sofa armrest.
Estaban had his eyes widened in horror as Vanessa complied.
He tried pushing her head back to stop her from carrying out my command.
“Hold him down” I ordered to my men and two of them went over to Estaban trembling form, restraining him from pushing Vanessa away.
“Vanessa stop! Shit! Make this stop please” he pleaded like a child with Vanessa biting on his dick.
His screaming filled the entire room, but I wasn’t done with him yet.
“Stop Vanessa”
The lady pulled his dick out of her mouth in fear. Teeth marks and blood trails decorated his now injured cock.
“Ride him sweetheart” I rolled the words effortlessly off my mouth.
“Raphael no please don’t do this” Estaban pleaded. My men immediately restrained him, pushing him down to sofa.
“Now!” I ordered in fury noticing Vanessa’s unwillingness. She quickly cradled upon him and began bouncing on his injured cock.
Estaban screams became hysterical as she rode on his injured cock.
“Raphael why are you doing this to me!? Vanessa stop please!”
I watched it all with joy. This mother fucker and Diego both made an assassination attempt on me and my wife. I’m used to all these but Nicole isn’t. An attack on Nicole is an attack on me. I will make sure I severe his head from his worthless body.
Without hesitation, I pulled the trigger on Vanessa. Her body immediately went rigid and she fell forward onto Estaban. He instantly pushed her off him in horror.
His dick by this time was already bleeding.
“Why are you doing this Raphael? What the fuck do you want?”
“Assasins were sent to gun down I and my wife. I found out Diego was responsible and I know very well the reason he did all that was because I ordered for all child trafficking activities to be put to a complete stop but unfortunately I also got word that the disgusting trade is still going on in the heart of Mexico” I explained to Estaban.
He opened his mouth to talk but no word could come out.
“How dare you both send assassins to gun down I and my wife?!” I seethed.
“Get the machete and the dagger” I ordered, facing Marco.
He dashed out and came back seconds later with an awfully sharp machete and dagger.
I stretched out my hand and the dagger is handed to me first. Taking ponderous steps towards Estaban, I watched him shake rigorously, his brows wrinkling and his Adams apple bobbling.
“Raphael—i–you don’t—” he stammered, attempting to beg for his life.
I motioned for my men to hold him tighter, preventing him from moving or thrashing around.
“Your decapitated body will be sent to Diego as a gift. The same fate awaits him”
My grip on the dagger tightened and I furiously connected it to his stomach. Stabbing him repeatedly, blood gurgled out of his mouth.
I stabbed him so much that his stomach tore open, his organs spilling out.
My hands and shirt were covered with blood stains but I didn’t mind.
Throwing the dagger away, the machete was handed to me.
With a sharp swing, Estaban’s head was sent rolling down.
I pulled away breathlessly and handed the machete to Marco.
“Decapitate his body and send it to Diego. Make sure to tell him that he is next”
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NICOLE
I sat on the bed with Raphael on his laptop, seated opposite me.
He had his back turned against me as he was so engrossed in whatever he was doing.
The only sound heard in the room was his fingers vigorously moving against the keypads of the laptop.
The screen of the laptop gave the room a blue glow.
This evening, Raphael came back home with his shirt all rumpled and crimson red.
I almost got a fright upon seeing how bloody looking and dangerous he appeared.
One would think by now I was used to my husband’s way of life.
But honestly, I was tired of all the deaths and killings. I just want us to be a normal couple with normal average lives and without fear of assassins or hit men trying to gun us down.
“Raphael” I called out to him timidly.
“Yes my love”he replied without sparing me a glance.
“I want to go back to Italy” I told him.
“Are you scared principessa?” He inquired, chuckling.
I nodded even though I knew he couldn’t see me nodding.
I was fucking scared.
I’ve been witnessing deaths and death near situations ever since we left the Italian soil.
It seems everyone is after us. Everyone wants to have us dead.
“I am. I really am. I want to go back home please. I don’t want to stay here any longer” I practically pleaded, fighting off the tears that were threatening to spill.
Raphael swirled his chair around to face me.
“Don’t be scared of anything or anyone Nicole. I’ll protect you with my very own life I promise you that” he reassured me with every tone of sincerity in his voice.
I nodded and rubbed my eyes.
My gaze once again landed on Raphael who had a sly smile on his face.
He gawked at me with heated, wistful stares. I could feel my heart raising and my thighs clenching together.
Standing up, he came over to me on the bed. I shuddered, feeling him leaning over me.
“I want to fuck you so hard” he whispered to me as he tugged down my nightgown.
Like a submissive, I subconsciously pulled it down more, allowing Raphael to rip off my panties and leaving me bare before him.
His scent has my legs clenching and his dominating aura oozes around.
Staring at this man had me burning in such an unquenchable fire and my body trembling in excitement.
Impatiently, Raphael pulled of his own clothes. His naked sight has me drooling. My eyes fed on every single perfect feature of his body. I’m a mess for this man.
“On your fours now. I want that ass facing me”
Like an obedient slave, I wasted no time in adhering to his command.
My heart skipped a beat when I felt Raphael spank my ass.
I moaned out immedately and he delivered another spank causing me to be consumed by the raging inferno within me.
“La mia puttana–my whore” Raphael groaned in Italian. His accent had me quaking in my skin.
He immediately inserted two fingers inside me.
“Oh raph. Fuck” I moaned as he drilled me with his fingers, thrusting in deeper.
His pace increases and so does my moans.
The most shameless moans escaped my lips, my eyes rolling inwards. Raphael drilled me faster and yet faster with his expert fingers manoeuvring through my wet folds.
“Gemere per papa–moan for daddy” Raphael huskily gruffed from behind me.
“Oh God. Please more…” I cried out, my legs quivering.
“You are so naughty bella” Raphael pulled his fingers out of me causing a cry of protest to leave my lips.
Instantly, he slammed into me, his dick now replacing his fingers.
Soft pleasurable moans pushed past my trembling lips as Raphael thrust in quicker and harder into me.
His one hand fisted into my braids whilst another was placed on the arc of my back making me stick out my ass even more.
I gripped tightly the sheets of our bed as his thrusts became more furious.
The most ungodly moans left my lips as he pounded me hard.
I bit down on my bottom lips in painful pleasure as Raphael devoured me whole with each animalistic thrust, groaning all sorts of profanities in Italian whilst making sure I took in all of his dick.
My heart beat raced to its summit. I gasped for air with my walls clenching around him. My orgasm came rushing through and my body convulsed. Raphael pounded me more harder, not giving a fuck about the juices flowing down my thighs.
“Dolce figa” Raphael grunted as he thrusted in one last time, releasing his hot seed inside me.
Flipping me over, his lips marshed unto mine, our tongue moving in sync.
“You are so delicious and exotic. I can never get enough of you Nicole” He laid by my side, hauling me against his body that had become moist as a result of the way he fucked me.
I hummed a reply and leaned against his chest.
Raphael truly knows how to soothe my worries. I love this side of him. To the world, he is cold hearted but to me, he is nothing but loving.
Even though I know how dangerous he is, I still don’t want to be without him.
I need to become like him in his world of animalistic men, guns and death.
Raphael would give up his life to protect me and I’m ready to risk mine for him too.
“Hold me like this Raphael. Don’t ever let go” I whispered barely audibly before drifting off into sleep.