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I continued to
kiss him, holding his arms down. Jagger screamed into my mouth, his
pain finally getting through to me. I pulled back and looked down
at him, now feeling guilty. His face was contorted while his eyes
were squeezed shut as he panted out the pain I was causing him. I
lifted my hands and looked down at his arms, realizing I’d been
pushing on his bruises.
    “ Mi dispiace ,” I apologized, “You just make
me lose control.”
    “ Get off me,” he ground
out.
    I looked down at his swollen groin then
back at his face. “You will learn to love me no matter what you
say.” I got off him and reached for my clothes. “And if you don’t
return my affection, I will take your brother and make him pay for
your disobedience.”
    Jagger shot up straight, his face now
panicked. “You can’t touch, Thierry, he’s just a boy.”
    I tugged on my underwear then
my pants. “He is not a boy anymore, but will be my puttano if you don’t do as I say.” I walked
over and placed my face in front of Jagger’s. “Now, bello , you will give me a goodbye kiss to save your brother, so
you better make it good.”
    He stared at me for a moment, then grabbed
my head and kissed me hard, allowing me access to his mouth. My
tongue delved inside, taking full advantage of his
acquiescence.
    After a minute, his hands fell from my
head. “Good enough?” he said, pulling away.
    “ S ì ,” I
breathed out, almost lost for words, Jagger taking them from my
mouth. I looked down at his delicious body, aching to enter it, my
cock torturing my mind, because I knew I needed to slow down or I
would make him hate me even more.
    “ I will see you tomorrow,” I
said. “Today you heal.” I glanced at the bathroom and yelled, “I’m
leaving,” then grabbed my shirt and exited the room fast,
practically running for Matteo’s room, my cock desperately needing
release.
    I entered without knocking.
Matteo was lying on the bed with a huge smile on his face and nothing on
his golden body. He was taller than Jagger, and even more defined,
but it wasn’t the body I wanted to fuck, it was just a
substitute.
    “ Turn around,” I said,
preferring not to see his arrogant face.
    He quirked a brow. “You usually like
to look at me when we fuck.”
    “ Not today, so turn
around,” so
I can imagine you’re Jagger.
    Matteo turned over, angling his fine ass
up for use. I grabbed a condom off the bedside cabinet and slipped
it on, then climbed up behind him. “Scream my name,” I said,
wanting Jagger to hear me fuck Matteo.
    “ I always do, now fuck me
hard.”
    I placed my cock at his
entrance, the man already prepared, his hole slick for me. I closed my eyes,
bringing up Jagger’s face, seeing only him. I grabbed Matteo’s...
NO, I grabbed Jagger’s hips, groaning as I plunged deep inside of
my bello—the man I would kill for—or was going to kill for:
the Padre a temporary inconvenience.

 
     
    4
    Bianca
    I headed up the main staircase with
a tray of food for Frano. Alberto had phoned me from the House of
Whores in a foul mood, barking at me to drug his brother’s lunch. I
walked down the passage, wondering whether I could serve Alberto
also, giving him the lethal drink instead of Thierry since it would
no longer look suspicious. No, Thierry needed to be involved
because he knew too much, the boy safer as an accomplice rather
than a witness.
    I stopped outside Frano’s room and knocked
on the door. “I have your lunch, Frano, may I come in?”
    No answer .
    “ Frano!” I called out louder.
“It’s Bianca, may I come in? I have minestrone soup for your
lunch.”
    Silence
again .
    I opened the door and poked my head
inside. Frano was lying on the bed with a bandage around his head
and a white sheet up to his stomach, the black satin pajamas I had
dressed him in strewn across the floor.
     
    I stepped inside the room and closed
the door behind me. “Frano, I have your lunch,” I said, walking
towards him.
    He mumbled something then