CHRISTIANO

Twenty Two

Damiano

"Hi sexy. Looking good today"

"Is there a day I'm not good looking?"

Claudia licks her lips in a sensual way "I bet you taste good too"

"I'm also married so find someone single"

"What a shame" she says swinging her hips harder than necessary. She's one of the girls I recently rescued from a trafficking house. Aside from being pretty, she's also a terrible flirt. I've kept Marianna from coming here because I know they won't get along. One look and she'd be ordering me to take her somewhere else. Like she had with all the other girls she considered pretty. They were either paid off handsomely or sent to another establishment to work there. When I asked if she thought I would cheat on her with any of them, she said she trusted me but I'm a human being and sooner or later, one of them might tempt me. I wasn't angry since I knew what she meant. I also don't like seeing other men around her.

After I left the police force, my life has been pretty good. I found out I liked running the coffee shop Carina had set up before she was shot. With the girls around, there's not much to do. As people who have gone through unimaginable things, they work harder than anyone so they won't have to go back to the kind of life they had before. All of them are afraid of being sold off again. They would do just about anything to live normal lives and be free. I don't have to follow them around, asking them to do this or that. They know their responsibilities and try really hard not to make any mistakes. Thanks to them, I was able to open another coffee shop and I'm hoping to open a third one by the end of the year.

Giovanni has been taking care of the other business on his own. You can tell how much he likes being the boss. It kind of suits him. He wasn't happy to find out that I'd married Marianna without his permission but since he's trying not to piss off any of his daughters, he didn't say anything. My mother and Ornella wanted us to have a grand wedding, we were stupid enough to let them plan it. After two weeks of bickering, I decided we didn't need a church wedding. It was either that or let those two kill each other. Life with them is so hard that I'm thinking of buying a place for me and Marianna. We can't live in the mansion forever. By rights, it's mine but I'd rather move out than spend the rest of my life in the same house with Giovanni. I can't even kiss my wife in front him. He's the annoying over protective father no man wants to have as an in-law. He's also hiding something he'd kill to protect.

Miguel, the private investigator I hired a year ago has been following him around but still couldn't get close enough to find out what it is. At first I thought he'd opened another human trafficking club but that wasn't the case. He wouldn't go so far just to hide it unless he values what his daughters think of him that much. Which honestly, he doesn't. Carina is too busy living her new life to care about what her father does and Marianna isn't the type to get on his case unless it's about money. As long as he keeps her bank account full, she wouldn't notice even if the world came to an end. This only means his secret isn't that simple. Whatever it is, I don't think any of us would like it. This is the part where I should stop because my instincts are telling not to go any further but the cop in me doesn't know how to stop. I have to figure out what it is.

So I set up a meeting with Miguel today. He'll drive us to where he always loses Giovanni then we'll figure out what to do from there. Prying in that man's business is dangerous. Being his son in-law doesn't necessarily make me invisible. If he wants me dead, he could find ways to kill me and make it look like an accident. But I can't shake off this awful feeling I have. Hopefully, it's just an exaggeration and everything is fine. Or not. Marianna picks today of all days to drop in at my office. I still have an hour before Miguel gets here but if he comes earlier, there is no way I can hide anything from her. She's like a walking lie detector. The plan is to send her home as soon as I can until she drops the coat she's wearing to reveal a completely naked body. Okay, so today is that kind of day.

"You've been neglecting me lately and I thought I should do something about it"

"Neglecting you?" I ask getting from behind the desk and walking towards her. Forty minutes. I can do this in forty minutes.

"Yes. Get on your knees Damiano"

Crap, if I get on my knees this could take longer and I'm not opposed to that. She's my wife. I can spend all day with her and still want her but today I don't have the luxury of doing that. Since I can't send her away without making her suspicious, the only option I have is to ignore what she says. Unbuckling my belt, I unzip my pants, shaking my head at her "I didn't realize how much I missed you babe" grabbing her, I turn her around so she's facing the door.

"I like it when you take control but..."

"Nothing. Later when we're home, you can do whatever you want to me. Right now we have to be quick because I have a meeting with a supplier"

"Oh" she breathes and I can't tell if it's a reply or if it's because I just swiped my finger along her. Damn it, I wish I could get on my knees and taste her. My tongue is itching to glide along the soft, wet folds and feel her coming inside my mouth. Later, I promise to do that later. Right now, I drop butterfly kisses along her neck, one hand caressing her breast while the other one is probing her, getting her ready for me.

"I love your body Anna. It was made for me" I whisper nibbling on her earlobe. She sighs, falling back against me. It took a while to convince her I hadn't fallen in love with Aurora. As a cop, I learnt how to separate my feelings from my jobs. I can sleep with a hundred other women and not feel a thing towards any of them. Because it's just a job. I don't think she will ever understand that which is why I didn't tell her there were times I needed to sleep with Aurora so she wouldn't be suspicious of me. When it comes to love, she's the only one for me. Crazy as she, I love her just the way she is.

"Don't stop, that feels so good"

"Do you know what will feel better?" I ask moving my already hard length up and down her ass "This. Are you ready for me babe? Do you want to feel my c**k deep inside you?" She nods "Tell me. I want to hear it from your filthy mouth. What do you want?"

"You. I want you to grab my hair and f**k me like a dog"

"That's my girl" placing my hands on her waist, I move back a little so I can bend her. She braces her hands on the door as I enter her from behind. Sweet heaven, I don't think I can ever get enough of this. Feeling her hot and soft walls surrounding me, being buried balls deep inside her, this is home. I start with a slow pace, moving in and out, building up steam. Marianna releases a moan meeting each of my thrust "Do you like that baby?"

"Mmmh, faster Damiano"

"As you wish" threading my fingers in her hair, I pull her head back and pound into her, thinking maybe I should tell Miguel to come tomorrow. This is too good. Who cares about what Giovanni is hiding? Why am I wasting my time meddling in his business when I could be with Marianna like this? "You feel so good baby"

"Make me c*m, I need to c*m"

"Do it then. c*m for me baby" I tell her, letting go of her hair to reach out between her legs. My fingers find her clit and I rub it, strumming it until she finds her release. I'm not far behind. Her inner walls contract, practically juicing me. Once we're done, she leans into my body, resting her head on my shoulder.

"We should do this more often. It's fun"

I look at my watch. Ten minutes, that's all I have before Miguel barges in my office. I normally like him for his punctuality but not today. Pulling out of Marianna, I grab some tissue from the desk and bend down to clean her "Maybe we should take another vacation. This time just the two of us"

"Yes, yes, yes. I would love that babe. Where will we go? Paris? I want to go to Paris"

"Okay. I'll let you pick the location. Let me look at my schedule and clear it. Then we can go wherever you want"

Taking my face in her hands, she says "I love you" and proceeds to rain kisses all over it.

"I love you too. Now please tell me you brought more clothes. There's no way you're walking out of here in just that coat"

"But I came in with it"

"I won't allow you to leave here wearing nothing"

"I did remember to bring a bra and panties"

"Still nothing" moving to the desk, I call downstairs

"Yes boss" Elena one of the waitresses says

"Bring me one of the uniforms" luckily, they are a pair of black jeans and a t-shirt with the name of our coffee shop on the front and the back.

"Okay. And..." She adds when I'm about to hang up,

"What?"

"There is a man waiting for you"

Damn it, he's early "Take him to the kitchen. I'll be right down"

"The kitchen?"

"Yes Elena" I hang up. If Marianna sees him, she'll know straight away that he's not a supplier "I have to run honey. The supplier is here already"

"What kind of supplier is he anyway?"

Crap "Coffee. Will you be okay if I leave you here? I really need to go"

"Sure. See you at home" she raises her head and I drop one last kiss before leaving. Downstairs I lead Miguel out the backdoor.

"You're treating me like your mistress"

"You might as well be. If Marianna sees you, forget about going anywhere or this investigation. She won't allow us to go behind her father's back"

"Figures. She's a daddy's girl"

"Far from it. She is straightforward. If she wants to know something, she'd rather ask him face to face than go behind his back. We can't let Giovanni know we're looking into him"

"Got it" he replies getting in the car. He drives to one of those quiet neighborhoods and I'm surprised by the proximity. It's not far from the coffee shop which means it's not far from the house either "This is where I always lose him"

"The houses are identical. How will we know which one belongs to Giovanni?"

"Beats me. I've never followed him further because the place is too open" since he always comes out past midnight, if Miguel followed him he would be caught. In a place like this, people are always asleep before ten. Good for them, bad for us. How are we going to find out the house he visits? For the hundredth time, I wonder if we're overreacting. If it's in a place like this, what could he hide? His old parents? All of a sudden, all this seems pointless. Maybe he just comes here for some peace and quiet. My mother and Ornella are quite the pair. If I can't stand them, no one can.

"I feel like I wasted your time"

"Me too" Miguel says. He has to be thinking like me. We feel stupid for coming here "Let's go"

"Yeah" he's reversing, when I spot one of our guys coming out of a house. There's a woman dressed in white -I realize it's a nurse- following him "Wait"

"What?"

"Is Giovanni sick? Do you think that's what he's hiding?" Miguel shrugs "Okay, just out of curiosity, let's go see what's in that house" getting out of the car, we walk to the back. The houses are lined up neatly in two rows which makes me wonder if the builder was ocd or something. The guy and the nurse are long gone so we go around the back and jump over the fence. It's a pretty nice place. Lucky for us, it's one storey. We don't have to climb up a balcony. Miguel goes right and I go the other way. I don't expect anything. I'm just checking the house out of curiosity. The first window is a laundry room so I move to the next. Closet. Next, ah, a bedroom. It's empty. Next is the living room. Great, I can't believe I left Marianna just to see a house. Doubling back, I head to the backyard and bump into Miguel "I found nothing. You?"

"Empty place except for one of the bedrooms. There's a guy stuck up in tons of machines that I couldn't even see his face"

"Really? Show me" he leads me to the said bedroom. As we walk there, the lack of security doesn't surprise me. Unless Giovanni was conducting a side business here, he wouldn't bother putting any guys to guard an empty house. Stopping outside the window, I peek inside. Just like Miguel said, there is a guy on the bed hooked up to a lot of tubes. My heart skips a beat, no two, three, four because I don't have to see that guy's face to know who he is "f**k, f**k, f**k"

"What is it?"

"That isn't just any guy Miguel. That's f*****g Lombardi"

"Isn't he dead?"

"That's what I should be asking. Isn't that asshole dead?" Or did he have a twin? f**k, this is bad. Marianna and Carina will flip when they find out about this. Don't even get me started on Chris. What the f**k was Giovanni thinking?

"This is where you get your supplies?" A voice asks startling us. Marianna. She followed me here.

Double f**k.

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So, first of all, sorry for taking too long to update. I kind of got held up somewhere.

Secondly, I'll let y'all digest that. Let's talk after you're done. I imagine you have a ton of questions or knives to throw at me. I'll take the questions please.