My Masters' Nightmare, Season 1 / Episode 13 by Marita A. Hansen Read Free Book Online

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 d idn’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, calm 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.
    Th ankfully, 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,
bri ng me the
ransom!” I