Chapter 39: Chapter 39

"Oh my god! Are you fucking serious?!"

I braced myself with my hands on my shaky knees and just looked up at Giovanna, who was staring at me in disbelief, while the rest of my stomach contents almost burst at the sight of her.

"You are the purest disaster!"

She yanked me by my arm behind the booths and after I leaned my back against one and couldn't handle it at all she said she had to yell at me like a fucking fucking fury.

"You need that attention, don't you?! As soon as Dario doesn't pay attention to you, you throw up all over the place, so that everyone has to worry about the little, innocent Ludovica again!"

"Stop talking," I breathed, disgusted by her high-pitched voice, cupping a hand to protect my stomach and wiping my mouth with the other.

"Excuse me?", she reprimanded me immediately and put her hands on her hips, but I didn't want to pay any more attention to her and just walked away to the side, but of course I ran right into Dario, who looked at me blankly.

"What's going on here?" he asked, glancing at Giovanna, who laughed hysterically at his question.

"What's going on?! Take a look at her! I said from the start, something like that doesn't belong in our family!"

When I suddenly started to laugh, I literally felt both of them staring at me while I simply reached into Dario's jacket and took out his car keys.

"Have fun with your family! I'm gone!"

Before I could pass Dario, he suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me around so that I had to look straight into his blue eyes. I would have loved to have told him everything or even asked someone for help, but fearing that Gino would be shot immediately, I just kept my mouth shut and looked at him expectantly.

"Give me my keys! You've been drinking!"

"And it's your business? You can be happy if something happens to me!"

I raised the keys provocatively and looked at him defiantly and luckily for me this time Giovanna intervened and finally did something in my favour.

"She's right. Let her go. If something happens, it just happens, or are you worried about her?"

She demonstratively hooked her arm into his and grinned stupidly at me.

"Well, have a good trip!"

I glanced at Dario, for whom it was typical again that he couldn't get a word out next to her. Eventually I would free him from her by pushing her down a rather high flight of stairs, but that day wasn't today and I wasn't mad at him either, because I was beginning to realize what you had to endure to protect your loved ones.

"Thank you. Have a relaxing evening," I replied with a mock smile and then quickly disappeared to the parking lot to press the key like a madwoman with trembling hands.

A Maserati flashed up and I immediately threw open the doors and got in to put all the driving skills I had learned to the test.

I started the engine and drove slowly over the gravel, not accelerating until I hit the road and tried to get my bearings. I purposefully followed the signs to Palermo and, despite my delusion, was still aware that a dark car was following me. It must have been that psycho who wanted to make sure I didn't fuck up.

Taking a deep breath, I drove on and on through the darkness and accelerated again when I finally turned into the familiar industrial area.

Arrived at the parking lot, I turned off the car and even forgot to lock the car out of sheer adrenaline, but I didn't give a fuck.

I quickly ran towards Ibo, who wanted to take out his mobile phone when I saw me, but when I got to him I immediately knocked it out of his hand and gave him a warning look.

"Don't you dare tell him!"

He didn't seem too impressed with me. why? He must have been two heads taller than me and yet he nodded and I walked past him inside to be immediately swept up in that cheap perfume and cigarette smell.

It's a shame I threw up.

Heart racing, I walked down the dark hallway and only stopped when I arrived at the entrance to the large room, where the lights were twinkling as usual and house music was playing loudly.

My gaze immediately fell to the bar, where I suspected the guy with the gun, but I hardly recognized anything because of the many people and the darkness, so I took a few steps forward and let my eyes wander further across the dance floor to the seating at the back .

And then there came the moment when I felt no fear at all. when I had no more worries and nothing reached my foggy mind except my unbridled anger that made me clench my delicate hands into fists.

The sight of that bitch sitting on Gino's lap burned deep into my fast beating heart and I could hardly bear to watch him laugh with other men and let them drag on his cigarettes over and over again.

Maybe I should have let the guy shoot him in the head after all.

Driven by my feelings, which at that moment made it clear to me more than ever how much I felt for him, I ran towards those sitting at the table and immediately grabbed the whore's red hair to pull it off his lap with a violent jerk , so that with a yelp of pain she landed squarely on the black, sticky floor.

"Anatra!" Gino warned and was about to stub out his cigarette when I angrily grabbed it from his hand and held it right in front of the whore's face.

"One more time near him! Just one more time!" I hissed at her warningly, watching her stare frantically at the cigarette in my trembling hand, which I wanted to put out in the middle of her forehead, but I did took a deep breath, let go of her hair and threw the cigarette on the floor next to her.

"So you're into something like that?!", I asked in Gino's direction and when our eyes met, he even seemed to be happy about my jealousy scene, but his dirty grin would soon disappear. I'd been through hell for the past hour because of him. and what was he doing? Having a good time with his whores.

Now I didn't care!

My eyes fixed on his and after I smiled provocatively, I grabbed the hem of my shirt and slowly pulled it over my head, still moving to the beat of the music.

Of course I immediately heard the sharp intake of breath from the men next to Gino as I stood in front of them in only my skimpy black bra, but Gino seemed to be shaking with anger. That alone showed his tense posture and I enjoyed inflicting the same pain on him that he had inflicted on me. The feeling that he was letting another woman in on him overshadowed everything around me. I didn't care about the cop, I didn't care about the guy with the gun.I didn't care about anything because all I could think about was the image of her on his lap, which took me more and more and drove me into a darkness that was hard to bear.

When I finally put my hands on my jeans and opened my head to look at him, he got up suddenly and wanted to come towards me, but I reached out and slapped his face so hard that the sound of this Schlags even drowned out the music around us for a short time.

"Don't touch me you asshole!" I yelled at him, feeling tears of anger rolling down my cheeks as I turned away from him and disappeared through the crowd across the dance floor.

"Ludo!" Gino kept calling me, but I didn't stop until he caught up with me on the stairs and grabbed my arm.

"You're supposed to let go of me!" I glared at him and hysterically started hitting me, causing him to drag me upstairs to the private quarters.

He pushed me upstairs into one of the rooms and closed the door behind us, looking at me in bewilderment.

"Are you out of your mind?" he yelled at me and wanted to approach me again, but I hit him in the face again with the open hand, so that he suddenly grabbed my neck and pushed me against the wall behind me. "Don't overdo it! I have my limits too!" he warned, squeezing so hard that I could hardly breathe, but I didn't panic, my hatred of everything was far too great for that to feel something else.

"Why are you doing this to me?!" I demanded and gasped out these words at him, making him loosen his hand on my neck a bit, but still glaring at me maliciously with his dark eyes.

"You're making me do it! Do you think I want to hurt you?!"

"I don't mean this!" I retorted, yanking his hand from my neck to quickly wipe away the tears that were forming. "I mean that you let other women sit on your cock!"

He seemed completely overwhelmed and ran his fingers through his dark hair, only to suddenly bang his fist into the wall next to me so hard that I got scared and tensely held my breath.

"It's my job! Don't you get it! Do you think she makes me horny?! Seriously?!"

"Your job?!" I retorted a little louder and couldn't believe he was actually using that as an excuse. "Your job is this club! Don't get horny with women!"

"But it comes across more relaxed, in front of the regular customers, when such an insignificant whore sits on my cock!"

Again I couldn't help it and wanted to strike, but then he grabbed my hand and held it captive over my head on the wall in order to get his face so close to me that, despite my anger, I got goosebumps all over my body.

"You." he started calmly and gently stroked my cheek with his free hand. "You're all the best in my otherwise messed up life! Why can't you see that? You don't need to be jealous of such women! I don't want anyone else! Never again!"

"Then just stop it!" I begged, wrapping my free arm around his neck to nestle against his strong chest for comfort. "I so seldom ask you anything and no matter what you asked for, I always did, so please do me this one favor and stay away from those whores!"

As soon as he released my hand from the wall, I immediately clutched his strong chest so tightly that I could hear his heart racing and at the same time felt his arms enclose me tightly.

"Okay, it's alright," he said reassuringly, stroking my trembling back from chaos while I suddenly started crying bitterly. "Ludo please stop crying. I can't take it," I heard him say, overwhelmed, but I couldn't and just pulled away from him slightly to stare up into his dark eyes through my veil of tears.

He seemed hurt, as did I, and I could literally watch him hurting every single tear I shed over him, which made me realize just how much he loved me too.

So lying to him or leaving him was out of the question for me. never again.

I carefully cupped his face and gently stroked his skin with my thumb, causing him to close his eyes and take a deep breath. He enjoyed it, but now I had to say things to him that would destroy this just nice atmosphere, but it was the right thing.

"Gino," I breathed through sobs, waiting for him to open his eyes again and give me his questioning expression. "That cop. he was at the wine festival and he threatened me. he wants revenge and wanted to force me to leave you. otherwise he would kill you."

Gino seemed stunned by my words for a moment before he also put his hands on my cheeks and looked at me intently.

"And you decided to stay with me to then watch me die?" he spoke quietly and I immediately shook my head in the negative and then snuggled up to him again.

"I decided to stay with you because I fell in love with you."

His dark eyes sparkled with a brilliance I'd never seen on him before and he immediately pulled me towards him with a force that made me tremble, turning me around in his arms and taking slow steps behind me to the bed could push me.

"Mi rendi luomo più felice del mondo! (you make me the happiest man alive)" he whispered and then eagerly placed his lips on mine to pull me into such a stunning kiss that I took the world around us completely forgot.

His hands ran down my bare sides, leaving a trail of goosebumps right where he touched me, and I immediately wrapped my arms tighter around his neck, pulling him onto the bed with me.

"Gino," I breathed between kisses, stretching my body under him, causing him to pull away from my lips and lean on his strong arms, gazing at me so proudly that it left me speechless for a moment .

"Yes, amore?" he breathed, edging between my legs while also beginning to cover my neck with soft kisses.

"Aren't you scared?"

"No," he immediately answered very calmly and sucked on my skin so passionately that I was already heating up under him and moaning with pleasure. "And you don't need to be afraid either."

He rose again to give me another intense look before his lips found mine again and he let his tongue enter my mouth wildly and uninhibitedly.

Am I scared at all?

I surrendered to his soothing closeness and briefly thought about whether I was only afraid for Gino or for myself too, and the frightening thing was that I wasn't at all panicking that something was going to happen to me.

"Take off your jeans," he suddenly ordered in a dark voice, snapping me out of my thoughts as he got up and unbuttoned his shirt.

Without taking my eyes off his beautiful eyes, I raised my pelvis slightly and slowly pulled my jeans down, allowing me to watch with rapid breathing as he excitedly bit his lower lip and was now about to pull his pants a bit pull down.

Then, after I finally got rid of my pants, he placed himself between my legs again and guided his cock directly to my wet center with his hand while his eyes were only fixed on mine.

"Are you serious?", he suddenly asked and he suddenly seemed strangely thoughtful, while I felt my body under high tension as he slowly and tormentingly rubbed his cock over my middle again and again.

"What?" I moaned confused and stretched my body impatiently again, hoping that he would finally release me.

"That you're in love with me. You shouldn't say something like that out of a situation, only if you really feel that way."

"Gino," I breathed back, leaning on my arms to raise my upper body and look at him seriously. "Of course I'm serious! How could I not?"

I had never seen such a radiant smile spreading across his face at that moment. It was so honest and warm-hearted that it hardly suited him, but like he said. he discovered new sides of himself through me and I had to admit that it made me incredibly proud that he only looked at me like that.

"Now come here," I smiled, pulling his neck down with me to cup my cheeks as we kissed in what I thought was more than just romantic.

I enjoyed his closeness, his warmth, the smell of his skin, but it wouldn't be Gino if he didn't destroy this tenderness again with some stupid joke.

"Do you know what I would like?" he whispered excitedly, biting my lip lightly while pressing his pelvis against mine again and again.

"If we were finally going to fuck?" I suddenly said and was surprised myself that I said something like that at all. I blushed and even Gino gave me a startled look, so I shrugged apologetically. "Probably a few glasses of wine were too much."

He grinned stupidly and suddenly got up from between my legs to stand in front of the bed and pull me up by my hands so I sat on the edge and looked up at him questioningly.

"You know what I've always wanted," he whispered excitedly, rubbing my lip with his thumb, which caught my eye on his cock and made me swallow hard. "So show me how infatuated you are."

Unsure, I bit my lower lip and grabbed his cock with one hand to lick his glans with my tongue, which probably already more than aroused him.

"Go on," he snarled, putting his hand on the back of my head to gently wrap my hair around it, which hurt, but I knew by now I was into that kind of pain, so I wrapped his cock in mine lips and hesitantly began to take him in more and more, until I noticed my gagging urges and wanted to push him away, but he just pushed himself hard into me without regard, so that a few tears came to my eyes.

I wanted to say his name, but as he kept moving deep down my throat, nothing came out of my mouth. It was also becoming increasingly difficult for me to breathe and I tried to push him away from me on his pelvis, but he wouldn't let me, grabbed my hair tighter and moaned faster and faster the harder he pushed.

I didn't understand at all why he did that and also didn't understand why he was suddenly being so inconsiderate to me until he suddenly pulled out of me and pulled me up by my arms.

"Why are you crying?" he asked coldly, then twisted my waist around to push my upper body onto the bed so he could sink deep inside me, causing me to groan loudly.

"Couldn't you please be gentler!"

I wanted to look at him but he pushed my face sideways into the bed and kept thrusting so hard my body was shaking and I couldn't enjoy it at all. It was absolutely emotionless on his part and I wanted to scream, but when he said the following words I froze and knew why I deserved to be used by him like that.

"Why gentler? My brother wasn't gentle with you either, was he?"

His words kept echoing in my mind with such force that I didn't even notice that he was tirelessly moving on inside me. I just lay there, taking it all, completely broken. It almost felt like my life was standing still, like there was no tomorrow, and I started crying without making a sound.

"Oh, damn it!" Gino suddenly yelled so loudly that I jumped violently and pulled out of myself while I only listened with my eyes closed as he probably ripped half the room apart and got angry at it over and over again bed kicked.

"Look at me!" he yelled angrily and I reluctantly rolled onto my back to tearfully look at him. "How could you do this to me?!"

"I. I have. Gino." I stuttered while crying and got up to adjust my panties and walk towards him, but he immediately backed away with his body shaking with anger and could hardly look at me. "It's not what you think it is!"

"Are you kidding me?" he wanted to know maliciously and took my chin in his hand, only to examine me intensely. "I wanted to fuck that little girl down there, just to hurt you! You know what my fucking problem was?!" he said menacingly, looking back and forth between my tear-filled eyes. "For not being able to! Just the thought of fucking someone else gives me chills and so do you! You're fucking my own brother!"

He let go of me and buttoned his shirt, cursing under his breath, but I put my hands on his chest and looked at him pleadingly.

"Please believe me! That with Dario was before we had anything! I never cheated on you, Gino! And I never would!"

"Giovanna says something else," he said coldly at my words, turning away from me to head for the door, but I ran past him in a panic and blocked his way.

"You believe her more than me?" I wanted to know and had to admit that after everything he had found out, I couldn't have blamed him if he had said yes.

"I also know about it from Nunzio, who told me about it after I started talking about love!" Gino replied and my heart pounded so hard at the word love despite this hopeless situation that I briefly forgot that I was was about to lose Gino.

"Please listen to me!" I begged, clutching at the last straw I had left. "Dario means absolutely nothing to me! He only helped me on my first night here and it turned into a brief, really minor affair, which we ended as soon as things got serious between you and me! I meant every word! I fell in love with you and I need you Gino!"

He avoided my gaze, stared past me at the wall and while my whole body was shaking and I felt like I was going to collapse, for the first time he seemed to react really calmly to such an impulsive situation.

"I've known it for a long time and thought I could ignore it out of love for you, but today when you talked about your being in love with me, I realized that I can't ignore it, even though I know myself that you haven't been together for a long time."

"And why?! Why can't we just forget about it and be together?!"

"Because I realized that I can't even believe you anymore when you look into my eyes and say you're in love! That's exactly why, anatra."