*Lucia*
“Lucia, Bruno wants to see you,” Rave said. I was taking a break after our intense practice. It has been more than two hours since I have been in a friendly fight with him. He didn’t give me the chance to rest. Over the past few weeks, I have grown more powerful. Rave was a good teacher. He taught me all I needed to know. He was so skilled that weeks back, I had wondered if I’d ever be as skilled as he is. But today, I had to fling him across my shoulders.
“But we still have a long day ahead of us, and I don’t think I want to take a very long break now,” I said. I knew what seeing Bruno came with: long, intense, and sweet rounds of lovemaking.
“You were always ready to take off even before Bruno called you. Just because you won one fight, you think that you own the world? What makes you think you will win if we were to fight again?” He asked.
Rave seems too sweet to me. “Don’t make it sound like you gave me a chance to beat you. We both know I did that on my own. And I promise I’ll do it again,” he scoffed, shrugging his shoulders as he walked to the side. He picked up a can of water and removed the cap. “If you don’t believe me, let’s fight one more time,” I urged.
“I’m in no mood to get on Brono’s bad side. He probably won’t say a word to you; I’ll end up taking the blame. You know how you always put me in trouble,” he says. A small laugh escaped my lips.
“You are making me look so bad,” I said.
“I only stated the truth,” I heard him say.
“Fine, I’ll go, but when I come back, prepare to receive more kicks on your butt. I am not going easy,” I said.
“Fine,” he said.
I stood up and dusted the back of my trousers. I started to walk out of the arena. He walked behind me. “Why are you coming with me?” I asked.
“He wants to see us,” I made an o with my lips, and we both worked out. Bruno gave me a kiss on my lips when he saw me. He hugged me afterwards, pulling me closer to himself. “I missed you,” he said.
“I miss you too,” I said but tried to pull away from his hold, “I’m full of sweat right now,” I said. “Who cares?” He asked and pulled me closer to himself.
“You didn’t call me here to watch you act all lovely with your woman?” Rave said, walking to sit on a sofa at the side.
“Someone’s jealous,” I said. I used to be very shy whenever Bruno held me or kissed me before him, but not anymore. Bruno knew no shame, and it was beginning to rub off on me, too. “Go get your woman if you can’t bear to see us,” I said.
Bruno kissed me again. This time deeper than before. I kissed him back, sucking on his lips for a while before we pulled away. Rave watched us as if we were doing the most disgusting thing on earth. I couldn’t care less about him.
“Can we talk about where we are now?” He asked with a bit of irritation in his voice.
“No wonder none of your relationships lasted. Who would want to put up with such an impatient man?” I asked.
“I dumped them,” he replied, smirking.
“That sounds so much like a lie,” I said, and we went on bantering.
“I wonder how Rave may be the only one who can train you when you guys barely agree on anything,” Bruno said, leading me to the chair behind the table in the middle of the office. He sat down, made me sit on his laps, and held me tightly to himself.
He took a deep breath. “How ready is Lucia?” He asked. His question was directed towards Rave, but I couldn’t wait to tell him I had fling him over my shoulders.
“Really?” He asked.
“Yes,” Rave managed to reply. “She is a fast learner. She caught up with things so fast.” He said. “Then she should be able to accompany me to the party tomorrow,” Bruno said, and I began to wonder what party they were talking about.
“You are going to get the file yourself?” Rave asked, and Bruno nodded. He held me closer. I could feel his dick pressing on me. It made me excited, and I suddenly wanted him. I suppressed a moan which threatened to escape my lips.
“Why? I can go in your place,” Rave said, but it seems Bruno has made up his mind. “You don’t have to. Lucia is coming with me,” he said, leaving no space for argument. “Since she could beat you up, she should be able to handle a few men on her own,” Bruno said.
“She didn’t beat me up,” Rave argued. He seemed not to want to accept. I wanted to laugh, but I was in no place to as I was going through a sweet torture right now. “Prepare everything. You can go; I’ll call you later when I need you,” Bruno said.
Rave stood up, bowed, and left.
Immediately Rave left, Bruno’s hands moved to my breast, and without wasting time, he grabbed them. I moaned, flinging my head to the back. I felt hot all over. He turned to me with ease. I stood up for the briefest moment to take off my trousers. He unzipped his pants, and his cock rose. I sat on it. Taking everything in. He groaned, and I moaned. We didn’t care about being loud. Slowly, he began to thrust, and I raised my waist to meet his pace.
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I didn’t know Bruno had not forgotten my dream. I never expected to live with them. Bruno was taking me on a mission with him. He gave me a long black blazer and red paint. I was dressed just in the way I had always imagined. The only difference was that beneath the blazer was a red short-body fitted gown.
“You don’t have to be nervous. I’ll have your back.” He said.
I took a deep breath, “I know,”. I said. We parked our car next to the others and slighted. I was excited to finally be able to do this, but aside from the feeling of excitement, I also felt fear. What if I flop and we get caught because of my clumsiness?
Well, I decided to trust Bruno.
We both wore ear pods. Some of our men were already here. The security cameras have all been hacked. We were to enter the mansion and steal a file. I don’t know what it contains. But whatever it was, I knew it was important as all the mafia lords wanted it. But it was surely going to end up in our hold.
Entering into the office where the file was easier than I thought. There were men stationed everywhere, but we were able to avoid all of them. The hallway was lit by white bulbs, and they all shine brightly. Initially, I thought that would be a big problem, but it turns out it wasn’t.
We stopped in front of an office. The door was left slightly ajar, so it was easy for us to step inside. Bruno stepped in first. I looked around to make sure one saw us entering. The door closed behind us.
At the corner of the office was a camera, but I knew it had been hacked, so there was nothing to fear, “where could the file be?” I whispered to Bruno. “I don’t know the exact location. But it’s in this office. Check the drawer over there, and I’ll check the safe,” he said.
“What safe?” I asked, looking around. There was no safe in view. Bruno mouthed watch and walked towards a painting hanging at the side. He brought the painting down to reveal a safe with two small doors stuck into the wall.
I stared in admiration with a small smile plastered on my lips. I went to work, searching through the drawers. We have to be as fast as we can. I tried to arrange the drawers so as not to raise suspicion about our visit.
My eyes moved to Bruno from time to time. The safe was opened,” found it,” he said.
I walked to him. “Let’s go,” he said, and I nodded.
I must say I am not as comfortable in these clothes as I thought I’d be. I suddenly became envious of Bruno, who wore a jacket and a suit of trousers. We stepped out of the office.
We walked down the hallway briskly, trying not to click our shows on the tiled floor too loudly. I had seen Bruno take the files from the safe, but I didn’t know where he hid them as they were nowhere to be found when we stepped out. But I was sure they were safe.
We were halfway out of the hallway when an alarm suddenly began to ring, “hurry, run,” Bruno said. But it was too late. Before I could make a move, we were both surrounded by men who wore black.
I moved my gloves and hands to my face, thanking my stars that we had covered our faces. “Who are you, and what are you doing here?” One of the men said.
Bruno didn’t say a word. He adjusted his mask. “Stay behind me, I’ll protect you,” he says. “I’m not that weak. I am skilled. Let’s protect each other and try to leave without any injury,” I said to him quietly.
“Fine,” he said.
“Who sent you? Are you deaf, or have your tongue been cut off?” The man asked again. It seems like he was the leader of the other men.
“Are you ready to fight or not?” Bruno asked instead of answering. The man’s eyes widened. It was clear that he wasn’t expecting such a reply, seeing how they outnumbered us. “Don’t be mistaken. I only want to at least know the cause of your death,” he said.
“Fine, come close; I want to whisper it in your heads,” Bruno said. But the man was not stupid. He stood there and gave the men the signal to attack.
They all charge towards us. Fighting them off wasn’t the easiest thing. One of the men aimed at me, but I quickly sucked, and he collided with the one at my back. I kicked one of them, pulling out my dagger to stab another.
My eyes followed Bruno as I fought. “Behind you,” I shouted when one of the men got so close to him. Bruno kicked his dagger away from his hands before driving his dagger deep into the man’s stomach.
I could see that they were armed. Just as Bruno had predicted, they didn’t use their gun because of the event going on at the hall. I held a man and used him as a shield against another. We took down most of the men, but more came from behind.
Bruno grabbed my hands, and we ran off through the space that had been created. “After them,” the leader yelled, and they all went after us.
Plan B of Bruno’s plan. The reason why we wore clothes beneath the ones we wore now. Bruno had foreseen all this and made preparations to avoid being caught. He said we would be able to enter the party and disguise ourselves with it. All we had to do was lose this man and take off the blazer and jacket.
The men were right behind us. They were going to catch up at any moment. Bruno’s grip around my hands tightened. My chest heaved up and down.
We were supposed to hide, but there was nowhere to hide. Soon, the men caught up with us. Bruno pushed me behind him, trying to shield me as his eyes moved around all the men.
Fear gripped me. I tried to calm myself and remind myself that Bruno was with me, but I couldn’t. All I could think of was that “it is over.”