Moth to Flame

CHAPTER 13.1

Lorenzo stood up to address Ethan. "That's enough! You are being an asshole, young man. Mia has been nothing but kind and gracious. You owe her your respect."

Ethan snorted. "I don't owe her a goddamned thing. She doesn't belong here. Now, either you put her on the f*****g plane, or I will go over your head and do it my damn self."

Stefano broke up the argument. "Ethan, go to your office and stay there. That is an order. I will not listen to you speak to Mia in such a manner. Don't leave until we give you permission."

Ethan stood up and pointed at me. "I see she's got you all under her little f*****g fingers. By next week she'll be a memory, but I'll still be here. Remember where your loyalty lies." He exited the room, shooting daggers at me the whole way.

I had done nothing. I was sick of begging him to let me stay, so I got up to follow him.

"Excuse me. Lorenzo, Stefano, do either of you mind if I go talk to him?" They shared a worried look but both nodded their heads. Stefano gave me directions to Ethan's office, because the villa was huge and it was easy to get lost

When I got there, I saw Ethan talking to a young woman. She was stroking his chest and whispering in his ear. He wasn't trying to fight her off. I got angry and ran up to them.

I poked Ethan in the chest. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

He said something in Italian, and the woman disappeared. She was pretty in a slutty kind of way. Ethan pushed me into the office and then slammed the door.

"Listen, Mia, I'm going to make this as simple as I can for you. We are f*****g over. You are my ex-girlfriend. I can f**k any b***h I want because I don't belong to you. Now get your ass back upstairs and start packing. You're leaving in an hour."

I balled my fists up. I didn't punch him because, despite his show of arrogance, I didn't want to aggravate his head injury.

"I'm not going anywhere, Ethan. Lorenzo said I can stay, so I'm not leaving. We are not over. You love me, and I love you. You are just trying to push me away because of the ambush, but it won't work. You will not touch another woman while I'm around." I was shocked that my voice sounded so smug and sure, because I was a bundle of nerves on the inside.

He walked over to the bar to pour himself a drink. Then, he tilted his head and roared with laughter.

When he calmed down, he spoke. "Who the f**k are you to tell me what to do? You're just some little b***h that was determined to pop her cherry. Sure, we shared some secrets and had some great times, but it's over now. I don't want you anymore. I've had you in bed, and although you're responsive, you lack the necessary skills to keep me interested."

It was my turn to succumb to laughter. "You have to do better than that, Sodero. You enjoyed making love to me, and you do want me. You love me. All your actions show it."

He gulped down the liquor and poured another. "I did enjoy f*****g you, but I'm bored now. You're not going to learn any new tricks, and I don't have the time to teach you.

“Besides, you're not my type. Sometimes a man just wants to get a piece of the strange. You know, different ass. Normally, I like huge breasts and narrow hips. Your t**s aren't big enough to feed the shitmakers you supposedly want. Your hips and ass should have their own zip code, and you're a shrimp. Sorry but if I ever have kids, I don't want them to be freaks of nature."

I could only stand there, gawking at him. "You… you… love my body. Your hands spend more time on my hips and ass than mine do. I am the same height as the average woman. When we have children, I guarantee you they will be well fed, that is if I can pry your mouth off my n*****s. Our children will be beautiful. Sure I may not be model material, but I know you find me attractive."

Something flashed in his eyes. It was brief but I still saw it.

He smirked. "That woman you just met has sucked me dry in every way possible. After I get your stubborn ass on the plane, I am going to f**k her right on top of this desk.

“Oh, and by the way, you're fired. I'll pay the rest of your contract, and you can keep everything I bought for you. I can place you at one of my friend's companies. Try to keep your f*****g legs closed this time, because screwing your boss is slutty."

I walked over to the bar and poured myself a drink. The vodka burned going down, but I needed it to keep my resolve. I didn't believe any of the s**t Ethan had just told me. He was purposely trying to make me leave him, and I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.

My eyes never left Ethan's as I drank the Stoli. When I was done, I licked the rim of the glass. Ethan squirmed and lowered his eyes. He looked up when I started walking over to him. I put a little extra sway in my hips. They drew his eyes like a magnet. I could see his erection straining through his pants.

Yeah right, he so doesn't want me. Who is he fooling?

"Who are you calling a slut? The last time I checked, you were the one who had banged everything with a v****a. I, on the other hand, have only slept with one man, and that's you. That girl may have pleasured you, but I owned you - I still do. I am not getting on an airplane, and I am not leaving my job. I never plan to 'screw' anyone else but you. You're the only one who has ever managed to pry my legs open. You're stuck with me. Deal with that, Mr. Sodero."

I was feeling good for standing up to Ethan without using physical violence. That feeling lasted until he called me a 'cunt,' and I lunged for him. We both crashed to the floor in a tangle of arms and legs. We wrestled around, both trying to subdue the other. I was so angry I was going for Ethan's eyes. He was trying to pin my arms.

"You will f*****g listen to me, Mia!"

I spat in his face. "My name is baby doll to you, and I'm not going anywhere."

He let out a litany of curse words that would make a comedian blush, but he never physically hurt me. Since he was stronger than me, he managed to drag me up.

"You want to play with the grown ups, then I'm going to treat you like one. Turn the f**k around!"

I did what he said. His hands roamed over my ass. "You like punishment, don't you, Mia?" I didn't answer. He slapped me on the butt.

"Mmm, that feels good, Ethan."

He cursed and hit me again and again. After awhile, I was meeting his hand because it felt amazing. He wasn't hurting me at all. Ethan's hands always sent a jolt of electricity through my body.

He trailed his fingers down my side. Then, he shocked me by cutting my capris and underwear off in one swoop. I looked down to see them in a pile on the floor.

"Ethan those were new. You're going to replace them." I heard him snort. I lost all thought after that, because he started smacking my butt again. I pushed back to give him better access.

"You like that, don't you, tigress?"

He pushed me down. "Bend over the f*****g desk, and don't move until I tell you to."

I was dripping, because despite his tone, this was the most erotic thing we'd done so far. I felt him lower the zipper to my halter top and slide it off - it fell to the floor in a heap.

"Well, at least you didn't ruin my top."

He responded by smacking my ass again. The desk was cold and smooth. It felt wonderful to my puckered n*****s. I moaned loudly.

"s**t. If you insist on being a w***e, I'm going to f**k you like a w***e. After this, we won't ever see each other again, so you better enjoy it. I doubt you'll ever meet another fucker who's going to pound you like I do. Enjoy, Ms. Watson."

I called him a bastard, and he smacked me again. Then, I heard him unzip his pants. He reached in front to play with my c**t. I was so aroused I came all over his fingers at once.

"Mmm, Ethan. That was so hot."

He smacked me. "Did I tell you to f*****g speak? Shut the f**k up!"

His hands snaked around and he began playing with my n*****s. I pressed my breasts into his hands. His tongue licked my ear, causing the most amazing sensations. I reached around to touch him.

"Keep your f*****g fingers on the desk!" I followed his orders while he squeezed my supposedly nonexistent breasts and pulled my hair.

"f**k! You want it bad, don't you, Watson." I whimpered and nodded, because I couldn't talk.

He stuck a finger in my dripping center, and I screamed. He put his hand over my mouth. "Hold it down!" I licked his hand until he dropped it. He put in two more fingers and I started riding them.

“Bend over. I'm going to f**k you within an inch of your life, Watson. You'll be lucky if you can stand." His threats didn't scare me. Ethan could be cruel, but he would never purposely hurt me.

"Do your worst, Sodero."

He entered me in one hard thrust. I cried out because it felt so good. He put his hand over my mouth again while grunting in my ear. I felt him lean down to kiss my neck. I became even wetter and pushed my hips back to meet his thrusts.

We were going at it like animals, both of us were making a lot of noise. I couldn't stop the sounds which bubbled out of my mouth. Ethan was saying 'f**k' over and over again as he pounded into me. The heavy desk was moving slightly from the force. His fingers twisted and pulled my hair. I felt that familiar coil and knew that I was coming. My muscles tensed up before my body exploded.

I gripped the desk and screamed Ethan's name. He licked my neck and continued his thrusting. His movements were more frenzied now, and his breathing was irregular. He lifted me up a little so he could knead my breasts. I came again biting down on my lip. I wanted to touch him, but he wouldn't let me move.

Ethan relentlessly hit my good spot as if his manhood was made for me. He was very large and filled me up to the brim. I loved the way he stretched my walls. I pushed back into him one last time and he shot his load. I began orgasming over and over again. He wrapped his arms around my body as we shuddered together. Then, he laid on my back for a while until he could catch his breath.

Minutes later, he lifted me up and turned me around. His eyes weren't hooded anymore. He was my Ethan again. He wrapped his arms around me and we kissed until I felt dizzy. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and bit lightly, making him groan. We broke apart to sit down on the couch.

"I'm sorry, baby doll. You know I didn't mean any of that s**t I said. I was trying to make you hate me so you'd leave. Are you okay? Was I too rough?"

I kissed his sweaty jaw. "You're forgiven. I knew what you were up to. I'm fine, and I like it rough."

His eyes bugged out of his head as I smiled. "You're stuck with my tiny breasts and huge ass for life."

He groaned and took a n****e in his mouth, staring into my eyes as he sucked it until it was red as an apple. My v****a spasmed.

"Mia, you know that s**t was a lie. Your t**s are perfect, and you have the finest ass of any woman I've ever met."

I pretended to think it over. "Mmm, I don't know, maybe I should get implants so I look like that Paula girl who gave you a blowjob in your office."

He bowed his head. "f**k, baby doll. I told you we didn't do anything that night. The only woman I want to f**k in my office is you."

I pulled his head back down to my breast. "I know. I'm just messing with you."

He bit down on the underside of my breast and sighed. "How is it that you always see through my bullshit? I f*****g love you, Mia."

I ran my fingers through his hair. "I have a good bullshit detector. I love you, too, Ethan, even though you are a pain in my huge ass."

He chuckled. "You're never going to let that one go, are you?"

I shook my head no.

Ethan lay down and pulled me on top of him. He hugged me hard. "I was so scared you were going to be hurt. I never wanted my s**t to interfere with your life. I want to thank you for staying with me and saving my life. Adam is out of surgery and should be fine, too. That guy you cornered and handcuffed was questioned, but he didn't know anything useful. He's just a f*****g patsy.

"I can't believe you used our s*x cuffs to tie him down. The guys thought that was f*****g hilarious. You're a goddamned heroine, Watson."

I kissed his shoulder. "I'm not. You give me courage, Ethan. I couldn't leave you behind. I love you. I am sad to lose our cuffs, though. We had some good memories with those things."

He laughed and rubbed my back. "I promise to get you a whole trunk load."

The thought of Ethan and me having sexy playtime bondage made me as horny as a gerbil. I shimmied up so that I could reach his mouth. We touched and kissed for a long time. The tears over what happened came and went. When they were gone, we still had our love.

I reached down and started playing with Ethan's big boy. He was already hard again, so I used my hand to guide him to my center. He had been dozing, but I got his full attention with that move. I put both hands on his chest and began riding him. I went down on him hard, taking in the whole length. His erection was hitting all the right places. I screamed his name as I came again. I continued to ride him, taking time to lean down and kiss his lips. I didn't stop there, though. I kissed his eyes, his ears, his nose, every piece of skin I could reach.

He snarled when I sucked in his earlobe. "f**k. Forget the guns and s**t. You're going to be the death of me."

I smiled and rode him harder. He reached up and started playing with my c**t. I put both hands on his thigh and changed the angle. I was impaled on him. When I cupped his balls, he spewed. The feel of Ethan's hot c*m hitting my walls triggered my orgasm. I collapsed on top of him. Our hearts were beating out of our chests.

Someone pounded on the door. "What the hell is going on in there? Mia, are you all right?" It was Lorenzo.

I looked down at Ethan and then I started giggling. He looked like a large satisfied lion. His honey-colored hair was everywhere and his eyes were lit up like a streetlight. He tried to shush me, but that only made me laugh harder.

"Well, you can hear her giggling like a goddamned fool, so I guess she's okay. We're fine, Lorenzo. We made up. Please send one of the maids to bring us both a robe down."

I was still guffawing. Ethan smacked my butt. Lorenzo apologized and said he would send someone. I finally managed to get myself under control.

When I looked up, Ethan was staring at me intently. "You're a strange woman, Mia. You almost got killed the other day, and it doesn't even faze you."

I laid my hand on his cheek. "Ethan, you can die at any time anywhere. Life is too short to have regrets. I love you, and I would rather spend one minute with you than a lifetime without you."

He kissed me and I was working my hand down to his p***s again when he stopped me. "Baby doll, if you want me to go on living, you will keep your hands to yourself."

I just licked my lips and smiled. Ethan groaned and went over to open the door and retrieve our robes. We had no problem with nudity around each other, but I didn't think his godfathers would appreciate us walking around naked all the time. He helped me into my robe before we exited.

We snuck upstairs and sat down on the couch. There was already food on the table. A note was beside our trays:

I thought you might need this after your fun. Mia, I told you it would all work out. See you later, darling. Oh, and Ethan: upset her again and I will come after you.

Love,

Di

My cheeks were blazing with the realization that they had indeed heard us. Ethan read the note and smirked. He pulled me down in his lap and we took turns feeding each other. After awhile, we were full and happy, but I had questions. I was tired of being in the dark.

"What is happening, Ethan? Who attacked us?

His fingers caressed my forearm. "We don't know. It wasn't the Russians because they have their own fuckery going on right now. I can't believe that motherfucker Andrei took his father's place. There is no way in hell I would ever work with him. My friend Patrick is investigating from his end. Most of the Italians are loyal to us and are appalled at the attack. If we can be infiltrated, they fear for their own safety. We're going to stay here until it's safe for us to return to America. I love you, baby doll, and I promise to keep you safe."

I turned around to look him in the eye. "Do you trust all of your Clan? You said it was an inside job."

He sighed. I could tell that this had been weighing on him too. "Can you really ever trust anyone besides yourself? I would like to think that everyone is loyal to us, but people can be corrupted."

I kissed him. "You can trust me. I would die for you, Ethan."

He closed his eyes. "I know that, Mia. I trust you, too. I wouldn't want you to die for me, though, because I can't live without you. I love you."

We were turning into two sentimental fools, so I decided to lighten the mood. I leaned down and bit Ethan on the chest.

"Ouch! f**k! What did you do that for?" For an answer, I punched him in the stomach. He bent over in pain. He was looking at me like I was demented.

"That, my love, is for calling me a 'cunt' and a 'bitch.' Remember revenge is swift, and always comes when you least expect it."

With that I stood up and walked to the bathroom. It took five seconds for him to follow me.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean any of it," he said as he nibbled on my neck.

I giggled. "Now if you don't mind, my gigantic ass, disfigured breasts, and I are going to take a shower."

He scooped me up and smacked me on the butt. "Baby doll, you have the best t**s and ass in the world, and I'll keep saying that until you let me live down my moment of shame."

We engaged in some very sordid water s*x, which involved me being pounded against a tile wall. I was sure that my back was painted with bruises, but it felt too good to stop. Eventually, we managed to get out of the tub.

I put on one of Ethan's t-shirts and he put on his boxers. I set my alarm for six in the morning so that I could go the vineyard. Ethan declined, saying he hated manual labor. I asked him if he was planning to keep his appointment with the girl who was trying to molest him earlier. He smacked my rear and told me to shut up.

I turned to him. "How come you never told me your godfather Stefano was an Albino? I was shocked when I saw him."

He smirked. "Well, neither Wyatt nor Abigail told you either, so if you punish me, you have to do the same for them. Honestly, I didn't tell you because I've known him so long that I don't notice it. I'm sorry for keeping it from you. If it makes you feel any better, I can already tell you've won him over with your extreme nerd skills."

I pulled Ethan's hair hard and kissed his forehead. "I love you," we both said at the same time. We fell asleep spooning each other.

All night I had erotic dreams about Ethan. Some of them must have been real; because when I woke up, my shirt was bunched up to my neck and my panties were curiously missing. There was also sticky wetness on my thighs.

I glanced over at Ethan. He had a small smile on his lips and his hand was on his abdomen. The sheet was pushed down to his stomach, so I raised it and looked down. He was gloriously naked. I thought about waking him up with a blowjob but decided against it.

Sighing, I grabbed my water off of the nightstand. Then, I leaned over and poured it on the sheet near Ethan's privates. I snickered. That would teach him to have fun when I was sleeping.

I stood up and went to the bathroom to get dressed. I chose a pair of short blue jean shorts and a red t-shirt, which I tied at the waist, leaving my stomach on display. My hair was everywhere, so I just pulled it into a messy ponytail. When I got downstairs, Diana and Lena were waiting. We all took a breakfast pastry and coffee to go.

The vineyards were wonderful. There was fertile land as far as the eye could see. It felt good to put my hands in the cool Earth. The workers were really nice. A lot of them brought their kids out to work or keep them company. I braided a little girls' hair during our break.

Diana was extremely well liked and everyone treated her with respect. She told me funny stories about Ethan when he was little. Lena was less talkative, but she was still friendly. The day went by quickly, and before I knew it it was almost time for dinner.

A woman next to me took off her handkerchief and asked if I could give it to her husband. I said yes and headed in the direction she pointed. Before I got there, I saw Lena and some man standing off to the corner.

They were in a heated discussion, but it was in Italian so I couldn't understand what was being said. Neither one of them noticed me, so I continued on to the worker's husband. He thanked me and asked me to give his wife his thanks. I worked for another hour and a half before Diana made me go in. Lena had quit a while ago because she had a headache.

It seemed Ethan had been driving the vineyard foreman nuts by trying to come in to see me. Diana had instructed the man to keep him away as a little payback for the way he treated me earlier. I laughed because he was going to be so pissed, which meant dirty, sweaty make-up s*x. I swear I could feel my c**t flex in anticipation.

The moment we got through the door, Ethan wrapped his arms around me. His long fingers stoked my bare stomach, making me moan. He kissed me passionately until Diana cleared her throat. He gave her a sheepish, 'sorry,' but didn't stop kissing and stroking my neck.

She just laughed and ruffled his hair. "It's good to see you in love, bambino. It suits you." He gave me one of his adoring gazes which left me breathless.

I couldn't resist. "Di, remember that story you told me about Ethan wetting his bed when he was five." She nodded. "Well, I'm afraid he still has that problem."

She looked shocked. Ethan made a strangled noise.

I laughed. "I'm just kidding, you guys. Ethan, I poured water on you when you were asleep. That will teach you to play with me when I'm trying to rest."

His eyes got dark. I knew what was coming so I ran for the stairs. Ethan caught me and lifted me over his shoulder. "You little devil. I was worried all f*****g day that I might have kidney problems. You will make it up to me." I giggled and let him carry me the rest of the way.

We spent one of the best hours of my life engaging in Jacuzzi bathtub s*x. Ethan grilled me about my day in the field. He wanted to know if any guys had touched or talked to me. He told me that he had paid a few to watch me but had to make sure. I was angry that he put spies on me so I slapped him. He just smirked and kissed my hand.

My Neanderthal also chastised me for wearing a 'skimpy ass' outfit in public without him. I rolled my eyes as he droned on about how I belonged to him and he didn't want some guy 'eye-f*****g' me. I wasn't even sure what that meant, but I didn't ask. When he started complaining about me showing my belly button, I pulled his hair. That led to some intimate touching, a quiet Ethan, and a very happy Mia.

He dressed and went downstairs first, because he had to talk to Lorenzo. I put on a pretty golden sundress and piled my hair on top of my head. I added shoes and my birthday necklace before leaving the room. I was curious about the villa, so I decided to explore a little bit. All the rooms were magnificently furnished. A room on the second floor caught my attention. The door was partially opened and I could see a shelf of books; it was a library.

I was just about to step in when I heard Lena. For some reason, she was crying. "I wish it could have been different, Stefano but you Russos took him away from me. They will all pay. It will all be mine, just as it should be."

I didn't hear Stefano answer. There had to be a reason that he wasn't replying. Who was she talking about? Was she going to kill every member of the Clan, including my Ethan? I was starting to panic.

I opened the door wider to get a better look. Inside Stefano was lying unconscious on the floor. Lena was poking him with her stiletto. There was a plate of food on the table in front of him. I deduced that she had poisoned it.

I must have been breathing heavily because she looked up. Our eyes met. Hers were crazed and angry. I'm sure mine looked fearful. I turned to run, but even in high heels, Lena was faster. I tripped on the carpet and she caught me.

She stood over my quivering body. "Mia, I really wished you hadn't seen that. I really liked you. I was going to make your death painless, but now it's too late. You've seen too much."

She had a small handgun pointed at my head. I watched her pull a vial out of her bra. "Drink this. It will take about ten minutes to kill you."

I stared at her in horror. "It makes it look like you had a heart attack. Your precious Ethan will suffer, but then I'll off him, too. His death will be more painful than yours so consider yourself lucky."

I begged her not to hurt Ethan, but she just shrugged and laughed.

After that, everything happened in slow motion. Lena turned around, and I saw blood everywhere. There was a massive hole in her head when she fell to the ground. Her beautiful face was etched in terror and surprise.

Behind her was Stefano, holding a smoking gun. If possible, he looked even paler than usual. He smiled at me before he collapsed. I heard what sounded like a herd of bulls running up the stairs.

When I looked over, Ethan was kneeling at my side. He had his gun in his hand. His eyes were wide as he took in Lena and Stefano. "What the f**k happened, baby doll?"

I couldn't answer because the floor rushed up to meet my head as I blacked out.