Twenty Nine

~B.~

I had been stuck inside for three days now while Marcello was yelling at everyone on the phone.

He wasn't sure if this was the Bianchi's working with my mother to get me vulnerable.

It seemed impossible my mother was working with them. But the more I thought the more it seemed plausible.

I bit at my nail as I sat in our living room. Nothing was on the tv, I didn't have anything with me, I just sat there as I thought.

I jumped as hands gripped my shoulders and my hair was brushed back. I shivered as hot kisses were pressed against my neck.

"I need you to stop worrying," Cello muttered in my ear. I leaned back against his shoulder and lulled my head back to face him.

I pursed my lips so he could peck them, "I hate to break it to you but I probably won't stop worrying. I'm literally a missing person right now and they could pin that on you."

He rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms tightly around my chest.

"We'll take care of it fidanzata. Soon the Bianchi's and you're mother will be long gone."

I only grunted in response and scratched at the nape of his neck.

"Trust me Belle."

"I trust you I just don't want this biting you in the ass."
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So.

I was currently walking into my mothers building to confront her about this ordeal. I smoothed down my shirt and pants. I had climbed over the fence in the backyard to get out.

With a shaky hand I pushed the glass doors and glanced at the secretary working for my mother.

I pressed my palms against the desk stiffly and met her gaze.

"I need to see my mother." The older woman looked as if she'd seen a ghost. I growled at her and grasped the key card.

In my purse I carried a glock I walked quickly and shoved my way inside.

"Belle!" She stood up wide eyed and stared at me. My mother was in a meeting with a man who had yet to turn around.

"I need to talk to you-" I choked on my last words when I saw Rick in the chair.

An immediate reaction I had no control over hit me. Tears streamed down my face and I sent my accusatory glare at my mom. We all sat in silence for a second before I pulled out my phone and the flash went off awkwardly.

My moms jaw dropped and Rick lunged for but I beat him.

I swiftly pulled out my gun and aimed it at the murder.

"Get on your knees."

The coward followed my orders and I gripped his fire arm.

"What in the fuck are you doing with the man that murdered your son!"

She didn't respond as I tried to control my breathing. I abruptly kicked Ricardo down  and pressed my foot against his trachea.

"I need you to get some things through your thick skulls," I ignored his gasps for air.

"You are to leave me and the Milano's alone. And with this little meeting we have just enough evidence to... mm yea ruin your career. Mariah Dubois connections with the Italian mafia? What a scandal." I gave her a fake pout while feeling a rush of rage and put a dangerous amount of pressure on his neck.

While I was distracted my mother lunged and hit what I had to assume an emergency button. I shot at her hand before crushing the mans throat.

With one last look at my mother I bolted out of the room.

"Oh jeez," I muttered when I saw men I recognized as the Bianchi's running towards me. I raced to the elevator and frantically pressed the button.

I flipped the off as the doors closed before grabbing my phone that was ringing.

"Hi baby," I panted lightly.

"You are in so much fucking trouble."

"I killed Rick."

He paused for a second before continuing, "I told you to stay home. Fuck! The Bianchi's are here, Bella you'd better get hell down here." Just as he said that the bell rung and I rushed towards the familiar truck. I heard the footsteps of the men chasing us and launched into the passenger seat.

As he started the truck and I lunged to kiss him passionately. He grumbled as he pulled away quickly.

I checked my clip and craned my neck to see followers. One after another more trucks started following us.

"What the fuck were you thinking?!" I cringed as he started yelling.

"She's using you to fuck with me! I can't let her walk all over me and bring in your reputation. She messes up everything and I didn't want her to mess up anything for you..." I trailed off and he glanced in the rear view mirror.

He growled, "we'll talk about it later. Now drive." I didn't get a chance to respond before I had to start climbing on top of him.

I screamed when bullets flew through the window. I gasped as he reached for a huge AK-47 from the back and opened the sun roof.

I rolled my eyes as he chuckled while raining fire on them and stepped on the gas.

"You have to understand my reasoning!" I yelled over the noise.

"That doesn't mean it wasn't fucking stupid! Take the next left," I narrowed my eyes at the directions. That was going to lead to busier roads. I took a right instead.

As we swerved I shot at the closest car and slowed them down.

"I said left!"

"Right is quicker! But I have blackmail on my mother now and this thing can be over quicker."

"That doesn't matter Belle! Do you not realize you completely disregarded your safety!" His veins popped out at he reloaded and ducked low. We were down to two cars.

I licked my lips in worry as I tried to shake them.

"Mother fuckers," he curses as our back window was blown out.

"I can't loose you!" He suddenly screamed as he shot the second to last driver.

I avoided going home because I didn't want them getting any leads.

"You're not loosing me, Cello."

"It felt like I was," his voice cracked as he chucked a grenade towards the car.

I lurched at the explosion and silence followed after our pursuers were eliminated.

"Marry me."

I gasped and felt my jaw go slack. Sure we talk about it but now. Like now, now?

"I have a ring at home, I need you to say something my love."

I nodded stupidly and pulled into our driveway only to park and launch myself into his arms.

"I swear you have to worst damn timing," I choked out as I cried.

I took a shaky breath and mashed my lips against his. Marcello stumbled out of the car and carried me inside.

The adrenaline still pumped through us as I kissed the shit out of him. I gripped his shirt desperately as I felt myself drip with need for him.

"Marcello," I whispered against him as he spanked his hand against my ass.

I glanced up to see we were in his office and furrowed my brow in confusion before I was set down in front of his desk.

Suddenly a velvet box was opened to reveal a hell of a ring. My eyes widened in shock and I met his gaze in disbelief.

"That's not mine," I shook my head. That thing was huge.

"Well I'm not marrying anyone else."

I started tearing up again as I looked at the rose gold band. It had so much detail.

Belle Milano was engraved on the inside and I looked up at him with crocodile tears.

He leaned down and brushed his lips against mine while gripping my left hand.

"I'm going to fuck you but first, I'm going to have you wear this for a taste of our life to come. Sound good?"

As soon as the perfectly sized ring slipped on his hands tore open my blouse. I was about to mimic his actions before my bra was gone and I was turned and bent over the desk.

I moaned as he stripped me while trailing his hand down my back. I gasped as he plunged into me. I cried out into my arm as I arched into him. I rocked back, trying to gain friction.

"The camera caught you falling over the fence by the way."

"Oh shut up," my voice came out choppy as he twisted his fingers inside me.

He chuckled haughtily as he kissed up my shoulder. I heard the buckle of his belt hit the ground, suddenly his fingers were pulled out of me and that hand was grasping my hips.

He pushed my legs wider with his own and lined up with my entrance. I took a breath as he entwined his hand with my left one and ripped through me in a single go.

We both bellowed at the sudden pleasure. He was fucking into me hard and slow.

"Cello," I whined as I felt each and every inch of him enter and exit me. My toes just grazed the ground as he held me. Suddenly both hands gripped my waist and he started snapping his hips against my ass.

My body jolted with each thrust and I couldn't do anything but take it. I loved every second of it.

I felt him deep inside me and curled my fists against the wooden desk. A moan tore through my throat every other second and I couldn't stop them.

"Never," He panted and spoke with each rut, "pull some shit like this. Am I clear?"

"Crystal!" I squeaked as both his hands ventured. One capturing my clit between his fingers and the other brushing my hair over my shoulder.

I clenched around him as I felt the knot in my stomach coming closer to my orgasm.

Suddenly he stalled inside me and my eyes widened as if he had stolen from me. As a matter of fact he just had.

"Marcello," I scolded weakly as I looked over to him. I sucked in a breath as he stared at his cock pulling out of me and pushing back just as slowly.

My legs shook at the painfully slow intrusion, "beg bambina. Show me how sorry you are."

I twitched as he continued to rub my clit and leisurely impaled me.

I clenched my eyes tightly and gritted my teeth. Just beg and get him to fuck you like his life depends on it, Belle.

"P-Please make me cum Marcello. I need you to take me h-hard please," I cried out as he pinched my clit.

"Only you," I panted. "It's always you Cello. You make me feel so good, baby." He groaned lowly and pressed his chest against my back before rutting into me. My moans were swallowed by his lips as he brought me to stand.

I practically screamed as he pulled us down to sit on the chair, he completely impaled me as I sat on his dick. Too fucking big.

"Ride me," he demanded as he grasped my tits. I nodded dazed as I leaned forward to grasp his thighs as I circled my hips before lifting them to snap back down. I sat on my knees as I quickly started bouncing on him to chase the orgasm stolen from me.

Marcello cursed behind me as he watched and met my thrusts.

"C-Cumming! Fuck Marcello!" I sobbed as I came and felt him continue the brutal pace. He forced me to keep moving through it as my insides spasmed around him. I squeezed my thighs around him trying to get a grasp on reality again. I was thrust into another orgasm quickly as he never let up.

He tugged me against his chest as he latched onto my skin. I shakily dragged hands to my breast and brought him to cup them. His breathy chuckle hit my neck before he eagerly played with them.

He muttered how much he loved taking me like this and bucked especially hard as I reached down to grasp his balls, he growled in approval as I massaged them desperately trying to draw out his orgasm. I think I had already orgasmed four times since he sat me here.

I suddenly came again and stalled him in a vice grip.

"Fuck!" I felt him explode inside me as I continued to cum. Endless ropes of his seed filled me.

"I-It won't stop," I cried as I tensed against him as a second wave hit me.

"Such a good girl squirting for me," He husked in my ear and I flushed at the term.

We panted as both of our bodies finally settled down. He pulled out of me and we both saw our mix of juices leaking from me.

I groaned in embarrassment as he groaned for an entirely different reason. He kissed my back as I tried to get up.

He quickly caught me before I fell on my face and lifted me.

"Look at me, I'm Marcello and I can walk because I didn't just get my pussy pummeled into." He laughed loudly as we walked through the house. While I pressed every part of my body against his to hide mine from the zero guests we have in the house he had no problem walking around with it out.

I was laid on the bed as I looked at the ring again. Marcello grasped my hand and twisted it slowly.

I pushed him on his back and dragged myself up on top of him. He grumbled as he wrapped his muscular arms around me. I pushed my head up to look at him tiredly.

"We're getting married," I sang drowsily. He chuckled as our lips brushed against each other's messily. I wiggled against his body at my own tune excitedly.

"I'm gonna get you pregnant," he said at the same tune and doing a wiggle of his own.

I gave him an exasperated look that he responded with an eyebrow raise.

"What would all your men think seeing you sing about babies with your fiancé?"

"They'd say I was a lucky man." I snorted before dropping my head against his shoulder.

"Ouch," I muttered as he rubbed my nose that bumped against his collar bone.

"Go to sleep baby," I sighed and kissed his neck before muttering that I loved him.

He patted my butt lightly, "love you too Bella."

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