Hiding the Billionaire Mafia’s Twin

After making her moan and scream in tears, Laura still doesn’t want him to stop. She loves this animalistic side of him, not the gentle, timid, good and hypocritical Dante but the real one, the devil inside him, that’s what she loves and wants to manifest.

“Faster… Dan… te!!!”

He continues fûcking her ãsshole till it becomes red in the middle.  “Yeah” Dante groans.

“Aww” Dante finally pulls out of her ãss, he splashes his spêrm on her ãss and moans out.

“God,” Laura releases a loud moan and sighs.

Dante falls by her side and covers his sêx with the duvet, he groans a bit and wipes off the beads of sweat on his forehead and face.

Laura lays down flat on the bed but doesn’t change positions, her bõõbs are still facing the bed, she touches his chest and smiles.

“I loved it,” She sniffs, she moves close to him and places her head on his chest, he covers her up too. “So what’s our next step?” Laura asks and draws invisible lines on his chest.

“To get Fiorella into our trap,” Dante smirks and wraps his hands around her neck.

“I love the sound of that, it is like music to my ears, to destroy her,”

The hate in her voice made Dante raise his eyebrows then furrow them, that is not just hate but detest, abhorrence and spite.

“You guys were the best of friends. What happened?” Dante decides to ask, he hasn’t asked why she agreed so fast to go against Fiorella.

“She bit more than she could chew, she always took everything away from me, first you and then…” Laura pauses.

“Then…”

“Forget about him, I don’t want to talk about him ever again,” Laura frowns and kisses his skin.

“She has stolen the best things from me but I still considered her a friend, I only had one request, for her to stay away from him but she couldn’t even let me have a little happiness, she always wanted everything for herself, I helped her get a job and helped her meet the father of the twins, she would never had found Tito,” Laura yells out.

“Tito is the father of the twins?” Dante gasps.

“Yeah, and I think they are back together, she wants to have you all of you in the palm of her hand but I won’t let her,” Laura frowns.

Dante’s expression turns angry and he folds his fist angrily, he rubs his knuckles so much, they turn darker in colour. He would never let them be together, never!.

___

Fiorella eats like a tigress these days, she has been consuming so much food and her morning sickness and pregnancy symptoms are making her pregnancy more noticeable, this morning is no exemption for her large appetite.

“Mamma, why did you eat my food?” Noelle whines and stomps her feet on the ground.

A crumb of the toasted bread drops from her mouth, she has eaten almost the entire food on the table.

“I’m sorry,” Fiorella mutters with her mouth fooled.

“Mamma, ate up all the  food again,” Noello rolls his eyes and sits on the chair.

“Mamma, this is not nice,  you eat all the food in the house,” Noelle pouts and folds her hands angrily.

“But you said you didn’t feel like eating it,” Fiorella pouts, unapologetically.

“My life sulks,” Noelle frowns.  “I really need a boyfriend,” Noelle rants.

“A boy what!”

“Yes, I am tired of you and Noello, the only people I love being with are Grandma and Papa but we never get to see Papa and I am so sad about it,” Noelle mutters at the verge of tears.

“Stop being so E-MO-TIONAL…” Noello mocks.

“Just shut up, shush it!” Noelle shuns and glares at him

Fiorella finishes the food and has the urge to throw up, she tries containing it but it’s useless, she runs out of the dining room.

“There she goes again,” Noello sighs, missing Tito as well.

___

Fiorella later arrives at the police station, Tito is still in detention, he won’t be transferred to the main jail until his court hearing. She is allowed into the jail cell, Tito is wearing only his singlet and pants, his hands are handcuffed as well, the room looks a bit dark.

“You have only twenty minutes,” the police officer said.

Fiorella nods and walks in, she feels guilty even though she shouldn’t be.

“Tito,” She mutters so softly, that her voice sounds like a whisper.

Tito raises his head and his eyes light up when he sees her.

“Fiorella,” Tito smiles, weirdly his beard looks well trimmed, he doesn’t look like he has been suffering any discomfort in jail.

Fiorella smiles and approaches him, she takes a seat in front of him.

“Hi,” Tito said awkwardly.

“H-how have you been in here?” Fiorella mumbles. “I hope they haven’t been hard on you?”

“No they haven’t, I am just waiting for my trial, I don’t expect you to wish me luck though,” Tito laughs but his words are far from funny.

Fiorella coughs and smiles. ” I wish you the best of luck, I should say this but I hope this comes out well,”

“Well… hm… with the evidence levelled against me I don’t think I will be going scot free but while I spend time here or maybe serve jail time, can you please send the pictures of the kids to me?”

“Of course I will, they miss you a lot especially Noelle, she’s always attacking me about it, there was a time, she even called me pathetic. They are growing so fast,” Fiorella sighs.

“Really?”

“Yes, she said it and I felt so hurt about it,” Fiorella sighs.

“I can’t believe she said that, my Noelle is a good girl,” Tito chuckles.

“Yes, good girl gone bad,” Fiorella laughs.

“I missed you,” Tito smiles.

“I missed… missed you too,” Fiorella smiles back and holds his hands.

“Forgive me, Ella, I’m sorry,” Tito apologises.

“It’s okay, you now sound like a broken record when you say that,” Fiorella giggles.

“I will say a million sorries, just to get your forgiveness,” Tito mutters and kisses her hands.

He rubs her hands lovingly and kisses her hands.

“I have something to tell you,” Fiorella smiles.

“I hope it’s not terrible,” Tito beams.

“No it isn’t, I wasn’t planning to tell you now but there is no need of hiding it anymore, I…”

“Fiorella, you are making me scared,” Tito squints at her.

“I… am… preg… pregnant,” Fiorella stutters and retracts her hands from his and uses it to cover her face.

Tito’s heart fills with joy, he’s going to be a father again.

“I am going to be a dad again?” Tito laughs happily.

“Yeah, I found out about it and… I was sceptical about telling you,” Fiorella pouts.

She uncovers her face, Tito raises himself up and bends to her side instantly kissing her lips, she quickly reciprocates. Tito parts the brief kiss and sits back, she kisses him back that makes him relieved and happy.

“We are going to be parents again, but… I am not going to be here again,” Tito said sadly.

Fiorella gets sad remembering that.

“Let’s not ruin the good news, I am so happy, I am going to be a father again, I think I know how to score goals really well,” Tito grins.

“Silly,” Fiorella laughs.

“What of, your boyfriend, Enzo?”

“Like seriously, Enzo left the next morning after I left your apartment when you confessed that you never had amnesia,”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“He left for California”

Tito is stunned and exclaims. “California!”

“Yes, California”

“Didn’t you hear that the plane going to California crashed, it crashed that morning?” Tito said.

Fiorella’s eyes filled with tears.

“There were no survivors,” Tito adds.

Fiorella’s tears start dropping rapidly.