Page 5 of Bound to the Enforcer

Before I make my necessary exit out of the mansion, I ensure that all security measures have been taken. The last thing that I need is another dead Romano. The security I had installed andupgraded personnel will ensure that in my absence, she will be taken care of.

The only worry I have is Domenico. I do not trust that man, and neither did Alejandro. Blood meant nothing in this world. The lust for power makes anyone overlook the sacred bonds of family. I know this all too well. I was sold by my own mother in exchange for a seat at the table.

I shake my head. I am already reeling from what happened in that room with Sophia. The last thing I need is to dig up my old and dried-out laundry.

I step on the gas pedal, and the view of the mansion becomes smaller and smaller as I drive away. I need to fuck something, and I need to fuck something hard.

I make it to La Rogue, one of the many Romano establishments. The brothel is located closer to the upper east side of the city. This is one of our more refined areas, but it also happens to be somewhere that no one I know will be.

I walk into the brothel and walk past Patience, who sits at the reception. She smiles at me, but my blood is too charged, and my frustration is at an all-time high.

I stride all the way to the red room, where I know Naomi will be expecting me. I tear the door open and find her on the bed in nothing but a diamond necklace I gifted her.

Of course, she chose to wear it tonight. Figures. But I'm not here for a small chitchat. I want to fuck her out of my mind, and Naomi is just the woman to take it.

"Buonasera, Bello," she purrs seductively. Usually, that would peak my interest, but as of late, I have found myself to be under stimulated.

"Hands on the bed, ass in the air." I am already disposing of my jacket and undoing my zipper. Naomi's eyes flash with lust and hunger. "Ass. Air. Now."

"So bossy." She flashes me a flirtatious smile. "Your wish is my command."

She does as I ask and spreads herself. She wiggles her ass and lets out a little yelp when I slap her ass hard. My hand leaves a stark red indent on her tanned skin.

I whip my dick out and move it up and down her slicked pussy. She was ready for me long before I arrived. Good girl.

I try to keep the images of the petite brunette who has now become the very bane of existence and a deep burning frustration in my mind. She is the reason I'm even here.

No. I refuse to think of her.

"Oh fuck!" she screams into the room as I plunge into her without warning. "You are so fucking big!"

Her little shrill scream pierces my ear. My cock is soaked in her wetness and buried deep in her abyss. I pull out of her, and then slam back in, filling her with my penis.

She screams my name, the sound evoking the hunger within me to take all that she has to offer. I want to bleed her dry and claim every inch of her body as mine.

I pick up my rhythm, and she throws her ass back onto my dick. The sound of skin hitting skin is filling the room.

"Quiet." I pull her hair back and force her head up. Her boobs rock back and forth as I pump into her from behind. I bring my hand down onto her ass and leave a large red mark. She wails in response, and I do it again and again as I try to beat the image of Sophia from my brain.

"Fuck! Yes, fuck me harder! Faster!"

"Don't tell me what to do." I pant heavily as I slap her ass again. I pull her hair harder, and she growls. This is what I love. I love an uncaged woman who can take my dick. I don't want it soft. I want to conquer them. I want to own.

Her walls squeeze and relax around my cock and milk me. The sound of my dick plowing into her pussy fills the room.

Shit! Small beads of sweat form on my forehead as I work her body.

"Fuck me better, woman."

She throws her ass back on me, the sound of skin to skin filling my ears. I can see the strings of our arousal on my groin. This usually gets me going, so why the fuck do I still have her in my mind?

"Give me more, Alessio!" She screams her demands.

I let go of her hair and press her back down so that her front is all the way down onto the mattress. I dig my nails into her hips and place my leg on the bed. I slap her ass hard, and I see the ripples on her skin. Thrust after thrust, I tear into her pussy until I feel her walls tighten around me, and I find my release.

"Ah yes!" I growl. "You are a good little slut."

"Yes I am!" Her high-pitched voice fills the room. "Ohh yes, daddy."

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