CHAPTER 25
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Deciding to prove that at least one of Julius's theories was wrong, I went to the club ready to make him swallow his words.
The night was conducive to forgetting.
The most beautiful and exquisite girls within reach of my hands and my c**k.
I sent for three of them, a blonde, a brunette and an Asian and among them was a beauty, model of an important fashion magazine, but who never left her roots, lucky me.
Magdalene was a beautiful mulatto, with thick legs and a lot of asses, she was one of the beautiful girls I went out with, not just for s*x. I could take it with me anywhere.
Intelligent, polite and charming in any situation, but when it came to s*x, Madalena turned into a beast, she was always willing to try everything, without reservation.
Joana is a blonde who knows what she wants and shoots both ways, as long as she attracts her, and Liu is a Chinese artist, talented with her hands and body.
I decided to end the night at my house, I was ready to prove that no one dominated me.
As soon as we passed the door and Joana grabbed Liu — sneaky or waiting for me — she kissed Liu without taking her eyes off me while Liu explored her friend's body as if it were a treasure hunt.
Madalena undressed for me all seductress, I raised my arms and let them work. My body was their temple of worship, they licked and sucked every bit of me. I got lost in so many mouths.
I was definitely proving something and was being successful.
But, while I f****d Liu, my thoughts were on the boat,
When I touched Joana's wet entrance, my fingers searched for Ellie's warmth. On an impulse I turned Joana, leaving her on my hands and knees, I didn't even pay attention to what she was doing with Madalena. I closed my eyes while storing hard, she wanted me, she smelled me.
My senses sharpened, I felt my hair stand on end — I heard it, it was a sob, it wasn't really loud, it was almost a whisper, but I heard it.
Ellie was static looking at me, her eyes mirrored.
His fingers pressed the water bottle so hard that it could break at any moment.
I did the only thing that could do the most cowardly of actions, I yelled at her.
— What the f**k are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to stay in your room? Get out of here!
She got scared by jumping back and ran up, she could fall if she ran without seeing where she was going.
Joana made some stupid comment, but I shut her up, I do not allow jokes she should already know that.
The girls' party was over Lorenzo would take them away. I went to do the only thing I dared to do, to work out until my muscles broke.
She wasn't supposed to bother with what she saw, I was the bad guy who wanted to kill her only family — what the hell is going on?
I saw pain, and worse, disappointment. How could she have that kind of feelings, and why did it bother me so much?
I didn't want to name the feelings that ate at my chest, but Jullius came into the room and made a point of naming them one by one. Farabutto!
— Guilt, shame, the feeling of loss, do you want me to continue?
— Zitto godfather, don't start!
— Don't be mad at me son, I warned you. — I hate that phrase.
— Send her home, but take Genna and Lorenzo, I want Genna away from it too, and she won't want to go back to Venni.
— You knew the decision, but don't you think you should talk to the girl?
— No, just tell her that nothing has changed, she is still mined, and that I will kill her if she betrays me. Now go and leave me alone!
Jullius laughed and left the room making me angrier. I hate it when he's right if he weren't my best man I would rip that mocking smile off his face.
Genna is like a mother to me, I can’t put her at risk, of course, if she hears this she’ll kick my a*s, my godmother is worth more than most of my men, but I can combine business with pleasure, shooting she from the line of fire, and she protects Ellie for me.
It will be difficult to convince her, but at dawn, I will take care of it.
I went into her room when I was sure she was asleep.
— Mi dispiace Mia Principessa! I wouldn't like it that way, but Jullius is right you don't belong in that world. I can't let you get hurt, and I can't keep hurting you. You'll be safe at home, I promise! Mia dolce Ellie, the most courageous and selfless of the girls I have ever met. I wish I could be yours, but I can't give you my heart, because I don't have one any more. There is no future with me Principessa, I am just my inheritance, my legacy sums me up. I promise I'll take care of you until my last breath, my last drop of blood, will be for you to live.
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Genna even tried to argue, but when I said I needed her to protect Ellie, her eyes lit up, I don't understand the logic of her and Jullius, the reason for my godparents' existence is for sure me and trample.
After giving orders and assigning everyone to their duties both in Rio and in Ellie's service, I left after having a quick coffee. I would spend the morning in my office, I didn't want to see her leave.
I don't think those situations in which I don't have total control are healthy.
I sent Lorenzo to give her a safe cell phone since hers was destroyed. The orders were that only the family and necessary contacts for work and school would receive the new number.
It was for your safety, and I would do anything to eliminate any threats to your safety,
Through the window of my office, I saw Lorenzo leading her to the car, Genna sitting in the front and Ellie took the seat behind. Ellie leaned her head against the glass, I wanted to be hidden, but her eyes found me and even from a distance I saw her sadness. She broke something inside me and I needed all my strength to keep it out of that car.
I wanted to tell her, but even I didn't know what it all meant — away from your eyes, away from your heart, Mia Bella.
Because I don't believe that saying, all my senses were contaminated by the vitality that emanated from it. So, it is useless to be away from the eyes, if it was under the skin, in the lungs, in the ears and in every damn thought I had that day.
She did not turn her gaze and when I left my vision I understood that what happened to her could not be recovered.
My fingers typed what my heart dictated;
“I'm sorry ’’
“Because?”
“For making you suffer ’’
“If you feel so much then why don't you stop”? ’’
‘‘ I’m doing just that ’’
“How, breaking my heart”? ’’
“I would fix every bit of it I could, but I can't. '
‘‘ So will you let me go? ’’
“I can't, you're mine”! Goodbye, Ellie! ’’
I threw my phone on the wall and it fell apart right after digging a hole in the plaster.
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