My Masters' Nightmare, Season 1 / Episode 13 Page 4

  “Yes, that’s if you want him. He’s a soldier. Big, brutish, and packed with muscle, hairy too. Just the type of man you like. I need a quick sale, so if you’re interested he’s going for two million. I’ll send through a picture and you can reply with either a yes or a no.”

  “Fantastic. Send it now.”

  I scrolled through the images on my phone, coming to the one I’d taken of the soldier naked. I sent it to her, getting a reply in less than a minute.

  “I want him,” she said. “Send him to the usual address by five tonight. I will have the money put into your account straight away.”

  I smiled. “Nice doing business with you.”

  “Likewise, and arigatō gozaimasu, Matteo,” she thanked me. “I look forward to meeting my new treasure.”

  After saying bye, I hung up and pushed to my feet, giving Fugly instructions on the sale and where to deliver Sayuri’s new treasure. “Take three men with you. That Landi soldier is dangerous, so be extra careful. Chain and gag him. Don’t take any chances or your balls will be on the line.”

  Fugly nodded. After giving him a few more instructions, I headed for Alessandro’s and Auntie Andriena’s room. I entered, my eyes going to Alessandro. He was fast asleep and facing my auntie, their wrists still bound together. And naked as the day he was born. Fuck, the man was incredible to look at. He had the best body I’d ever seen, no one comparing to it. The soldier was fucking packed with muscle, but Alessandro was honed to perfection, every muscle outlined and lickable. And his tattoos and piercings… Fuck me, why were all the good ones straight? Well, not all, but I wished this one wasn’t. My mind went to his brother again, imagining being sandwiched between the two of them. I’d shoot my load in a second.

  I smiled, remembering seeing Dominic fuck a woman once. I’d walked into the men’s restroom a few months back and there he was, in the corner going at it. God, he had such a nice ass. He was bigger than me too, at least a couple of inches and more muscular. Fuck me, I liked the Santini men. Pity the Landi would probably kill them. Either way, if Dominic lived through the war, I was going to hunt him down. I smiled wider, knowing I could get a fuck out of him. I’d heard he fucked anything and everything, whether it had a cock or a pussy.

  But now to the task at hand: waking up sleeping handsome. I slipped my phone into my pocket and pulled out my gun, prodding Alessandro with it. He opened his eyes, jolting at the sight of me.

  I blew him a kiss. “Good morning, sweet cheeks, and I mean that literally.” My eyes lowered to his ass.

  “Vaffanculo!” he yelled.

  “Speaka de English.”

  “Fuck off!”

  I laughed. “You’re so amusing.” My gaze moved to my auntie, who was just waking. “I heard you took my advice and had some fun with Prince Albert here. Good on ya, you’re not as stupid as I thought.”

  “Go away, Matteo,” she said, her curly black hair a mess.

  “Nope, it’s D-day. Gorgeous here is going back to his people while you’re heading to Russia with Thierry and the Padre.”

  “Why Russia?”

  I swore, not meaning to tell her. Still, at least I didn’t let it slip she was heading to the Black Russian. She’d shit bricks if she knew that.

  “What’s in Russia?” she asked, when I didn’t reply.

  “Russians, stupid.”

  “Matteo! You know what I mean.”

  I grinned. “No, I don’t speak stupid.”

  “You’re a stronzo!”

  “I don’t speak Greek either.”

  “Stronzo is Italian.”

  “I know what it means: asshole.” My eyes moved to Alessandro. I flicked my tongue out at him. “I’d love to lick your Italian asshole.”

  “Stop being crude!” my auntie yelled.

  I rolled my eyes. The woman had no sense of humor. “At least I don’t have bitchitis, so up and at ’em. We need to leave.”

  “We can’t, we’re tied together. Untie us.”

  “From what I heard, you wanked him with your hands tied, so I’m sure you two can get out of bed. I expect you in the lounge in five minutes.” I threw a pair of pants at Alessandro. “Get dressed.”

  “How am I supposed to put them on with my hands tied?” he asked.

  “Oh, I was hoping you’d ask me that.” I picked up the pants. “I’ll be happy to do it for you.”

  He shimmied away from me, almost pushing my auntie off the bed. “Don’t touch me!”

  “I’ll just be putting your pants on.”

  “You’ll touch me.”

  “Have I touched you inappropriately since I’ve had you here?”

  “You tapped my ass with a gun.”

  “That doesn’t count since it wasn’t my hand. And chill, I don’t take what isn’t freely offered. So hold your legs out.”

  He didn’t move.

  “For fuck’s sake, stop being a giant pussy and let me dress you. I have a schedule I need to keep, and if you wanna go home, move your sweet ass.”

  He exhaled loudly, “Do it, then.”

  “Halle-fucking-lujah.” I climbed onto the bed and slipped the pants over his feet and up his legs, marveling at his muscular thighs, the tattoos on them fucking hot. They more than made up for the fact he wasn’t hairy, since tattoos always trumped fur for me. My gaze moved to his cock. “Lift your ass,” I said, unable to look away from his Prince Albert.

  He did it. I slipped his pants over his amazing ass and pulled up the zipper, brushing my finger across his cock. His foot shot out, kicking me in the stomach, knocking me off the bed.

  I landed on my ass, wincing on contact. Royally pissed off, I pushed to my feet. “You fucker,” I said, rubbing my stomach. “I should make you pay for doing that.”

  “You touched my cock!”

  “Barely, and I had to at least have one feel before you left.” I leaned over, the kick hard. After several seconds, I straightened. “You’re fucking getting your ankles tied for that.” I grabbed some rope from the cabinet and went for his legs. He kicked out at me again, his violet eyes furious. I yelled out for a soldier. Fugly came waddling in. “Point your gun at my auntie,” I said.

  The man did.

  “Shoot her if Alessandro doesn’t keep still while I tie his feet.”

  He nodded, his eyes on her.

  I refocused on Alessandro. “Now, are you going to be a good boy?”

  “Just fucking do it, troia.”

  “Did you just call me a bitch?”

  “Since you touched my cock, you’re a bitch.”

  “Nope, not a bitch, otherwise you’d fuck me.” I took a hold of his feet and wrapped the rope around his ankles, tying it loose so he could shuffle, but not enough to get free. I pulled my knife out of my pants. “Now, time to detach you two lovebirds.” Moving up the bed, I leaned over and cut the rope joining Alessandro and my auntie, but still leaving the ones binding their own wrists.

  Once done, I got off the bed, pulling my auntie along with me. “Go into the lounge,” I said, pushing her towards the door. I then reached for Alessandro.

  “Back off,” he said, swinging his legs around. He pushed off the bed and stretched to his full height, glaring down at me, his expression threatening. He just didn’t realize it turned me on even more.

  “You look like you want to kill me,” I said.

  “No, just to make you suffer.”

  I smiled. “You do love me! Well, big boy, I’ve enjoyed having you over as a guest. Pity we couldn’t get more intimate.” My mind went to my auntie. “But I can’t account for your taste in fucks. Just do me one small favor.”

  “What?”

  “When you get back home tell Dominic I’ll be looking for him. I want to touch his cock too.”

  His body tensed. “You stay away from my brother!”

  “Chill, it’ll be him fucking me.”

  “Again, he won’t want you.”

  “We’ll see about that.” I indicated to the door. “Now, out. Ricardo
will be at the meeting point in less than an hour.”

  Instead of shuffling, he jumped out of the room, his ankle restraints holding. Soldiers were waiting for us in the lounge, all of their eyes going to Alessandro. They were probably worried he’d cause trouble again, but instead he headed out of the house with my auntie, the two of them stopping on the front porch. Three black cars were parked in the driveway.

  “It’s the middle one,” I said.

  He jumped over to it with my auntie following close behind. A soldier helped them into the back seat. I climbed in after them, taking the seat next to the soldier. The back of the car was roomy, with two leather seats facing each other. Another soldier was sitting across from us, along with Alessandro and my auntie.

  Alessandro fixed his violet glare on me.

  “For fuck’s sake,” I said, “you could at least smile, you’re going home.”

  “Not unless you let me take Andriena with me.”

  “I already told you where she’s going.”

  “You don’t have to send her to Russia. I have a proposition for you.”

  “One where you blow me?”

  His jaw clenched. “No, I will buy her off you.”

  I raised my eyebrows. “You want to buy my auntie?”

  “Sì, I’ll get my famiglia to transfer two million into whatever bank account you want.”

  My eyebrows shot up higher. “You have got to be fucking with me.”

  He shook his head. “No, I’m very serious. I have two million set aside to spend on a slave. It was meant to buy a slave off the D’Angelos, but the sale fell through. Let me spend it on Andriena. I want her to come with me.”

  “As a slave?”

  “No, a friend.”

  “Or a fuck buddy?”

  His glare deepened. “What does it matter? I just offered you two million.”

  “I’d take it too, but I don’t think my uncle Christo will accept. He’s pretty pissed off with her.”

  “It’s two million; that should make him happy.”

  I wondered how much the Black Russian was paying. “Okay, I’ll ask,” I said, pulling out my phone. I dialed my uncle’s number, waiting for him to answer. After a few seconds, his voice came over the line, “Pronto.”

  “Alessandro wants to buy Auntie Andriena for two million,” I said. “Shall we make the exchange?”

  “No. Put me on speaker phone.”

  I switched it on.

  “Hello, Alessandro,” Uncle Christo said through the line. “Unfortunately, I will have to decline your offer.”

  “Why? It’s two million.”

  “The Black Russian is paying more.”

  Alessandro’s eyes widened. “You can’t send your own niece to that monster!”

  “He’s the only reason she’s not dead. I should’ve killed her for stabbing my brother.”

  “He’s alive, isn’t he?”

  “And in pain.”

  “He was going to sexually assault me. That’s the only reason she did it.”

  “I don’t fucking care! He’s my twin. His pain is mine. So, that troia will deal with the consequences. Just be grateful the Black Russian won’t kill her. I’ve told him to keep her alive.”

  “He’s a monster. He will torture her.”

  “I hope so.”

  “How much is he paying? I’ll pay more.”

  “Three million.”

  “I’ll pay four.”

  “No. Once a deal’s made with that man, it can’t be changed.”

  “Five million, then.”

  “You’re not listening to me; I can’t change it even if I wanted to. Plus, you’re throwing numbers around without consulting your famiglia, and really, she’s worthless. I should be paying the Russian, not the other way round.”

  “You’re wrong, she’s priceless.”

  “I disagree.” He hung up.

  Alessandro’s eyes shot to me. “Ring him back.”

  “It’ll be pointless,” I answered.

  “I’ll pay you.”

  I smiled. “With a blowjob?”

  “No!”

  “Don’t you like her enough?”

  “I’m not sucking your cock, money is enough incentive.”

  I unzipped my pants. “Not for me.”

  “Matteo!” my auntie yelled. “Stop this nonsense now.”

  “Why ? It’ll save your neck.”

  “You’re lying, that’s why. You wouldn’t go against Uncle Christo. You’re just saying it to get Alessandro to give you a blowjob.”

  “Why the fuck not? He’s a porn star. I’ll just be giving him a taste of what it’ll be like in the gay market. It’ll broaden his horizons. I’ll even give him some helpful tips.”

  She turned to Alessandro. “Ignore him. There’s no way he’d go against an order from my uncle.”

  Alessandro nodded. I knew he wouldn’t have done it anyway, his disgusted expression pretty much a giveaway. He might have cared for my auntie, but he didn’t love her, that was obvious, because money to the Santini didn’t mean much. They were loaded.

  “So, definitely no sucky, sucky?” I asked.

  “Sì, I won’t do it,” Alessandro replied.

  “Pity, and just so you know, my auntie’s right. I wouldn’t have gone against my uncle’s order.” Disappointed, I zipped up my pants and glanced at my watch. “Not long until you two are parted like the Red Sea.”

  My auntie leaned her head against Alessandro’s shoulder. In turn, Alessandro leaned his against her head.

  I imitated gagging.

  Alessandro grimaced at me. “Why are you such an asshole?”

  “Because I love having cock in it.”

  “You’re disgusting,” he spat.

  “You got something against gays?”

  “No, just you.”

  “Well, if you can’t say anything nice to me, shut your mouth.”

  “No. I’m going to tell you how it is. Your famiglia are destroyed and you’ll never get power back. The Landi will run you all to the ground and when they catch you and your repulsive uncles, they’ll take great pleasure in making your deaths excruciating.” He smiled. “And I’ll laugh.”

  My eyebrows rose. “Is that so? Well, then I’ll make it my final mission to find Dominic and seduce him with whatever personality trait he likes, then I’ll break his heart, leaving him a shattered mess. How do you like that?”

  “He won’t go for you; he likes nice people, not vulgar assholes.”

  “No, he’ll be fucking my vulgar asshole.”

  “I’ll warn him about you, so if you go near him, he’ll break your neck.”

  “It’ll just make it more of a challenge.”

  “You’re just saying this to anger me.”

  “Yes and no, and I’ve been interested in the both of you for a while. That’s how I know he’s fucked men. I’ve always wanted to have a crack at him.” My eyes moved to my auntie. “Am I lying?”

  She breathed out. “No.”

  Alessandro’s eyes blazed.

  I raised my gun. “Don’t even think about it, muscles. I may not want you dead, but I’ll shoot you if you threaten my life.”

  “Just keep away from my brother!”

  “Nah, I really want to play with his Prince Albert.” I snapped my teeth together.

  He started swearing at me, half of which I didn’t understand.

  I pulled a gag out of my pocket and threw it at my auntie. “Gag him; he’s giving me a headache.”

  She focused on Alessandro. “Stop it, Alessandro.”

  He ignored her, his insults becoming personal, Alberto’s name amongst them.

  “Now!” I snapped.

  She covered his mouth with it, tying the gag at the back of his head. Alessandro continued cursing me through the material, looking like he wasn’t going to let up. I was just grateful his feet and hands were tied, because, again, he looked primed to kill.

  My auntie leaned her head against his chest. “Sssh, cal
m down, your heart’s pounding like crazy. Once you warn Dominic, he’ll be fine.”

  Alessandro stopped swearing and pushed his face into her hair. I shook my head, thinking he was a sap. Maybe he would’ve given me a blowjob after all for her. Nah, the prick would’ve bitten my dick off if I put it anywhere near his mouth.

  Thankfully, the rest of the car ride was relatively silent. Once we’d reached our destination, the window between the front and the back wound down. “We’re here, boss,” the driver said.

  “Good.” I leaned over and opened the door. “Out, Alessandro.”

  He didn’t move. He looked conflicted, no doubt over leaving my auntie.

  Needing the exchange to go smoothly, I spewed out a lie. “If it makes you feel any better, I’ll convince my uncle not to sell her, so please get out before I change my mind.”

  “You sure he’ll agree?”

  “Without a doubt.”

  He gave her a kiss, mumbling he’ll see her again, then went for the door. I placed my boot on his back and gave him a helpful push out of it, laughing at my auntie’s shout. The soldier next to her grabbed her arms before she could attack me. I stepped out of the car, along with the other soldier and the one from up front. Outside, flat, dusty land stretched out before me. About a mile on my left, a mountain range stood tall and proud.

  My eyes went to the line of Santini cars parked ten or so meters away from me. Ricardo Santini was standing next to the front car with his eyes locked on me. Like Alessandro, he was an impressive man: tall and muscular, but with a harder face. I typically liked rough-looking brutes, but the Santini were the exception to my rule. Those handsome bastards were Viagra in human form, their violent natures and incredible bodies always making me drool.

  I pointed my gun at Alessandro’s head. “If you want your brother back minus a bullet, bring me the ransom!” I yelled out, not taking any risks with him.

  Ricardo barked at his soldiers to get the ransom. Four of his soldiers removed two containers from their vehicles, carrying them across the divide. They laid the ransom a few meters away from my feet, then returned to Ricardo’s side.

  “Everything’s there, including the bomb you wanted,” Ricardo called out, “which my men will shoot, destroying the ransom if you try anything funny.”

  “I’m always funny, I’m a hilarious guy.”