THE MAFIA'S JEWEL

imo'

she doe

days tailing her just to pro

a group of frien

be under the warm Marbella sky. The place is beautiful. Modern architectural designs, exquisite

rcep

do not want to know more about he

freely over the grand curve of her chest. They run along her back like dark, shiny silk, catching every flicker of light.

oup and yet she looks like s

Hea

was somewhe

th

te Haciend

her smiling in the market, bright and free, knocking every other thing into a standsti

one that had me smitten in the market, that smile was wide, and genuine, coat

Elena. Even the men in the group make the awkward little gesture to signify she was the one paying. She fishes out her card w

ks and expensive vintage wine while she herself has ordere

ome girl was being exploite

, excited, obviously planning something. Elena follows a half-step be

ry smile and pushes her forward toward one of the tall,

s her lowe

ath fa

e a thing for as

can be a

have the facilit

s something. Elena flinc

smi

body so I won't storm over

laughter. And the blon

d heads out,clumsy even in her snea

s white on the

this much rage over

o

dance floor, music thumping, bodies g

n't eve

o a corner just

ry it feels like gr

ith her,all that stands between us is my h

old in on thems

is c

have to kill

in in slow motion. I want to taste those tears

sw

damp

at the edge of her

massive breast, soaking into the thin cotton

p bre

breath. "I would give anything to tr

while she wipes Elena's tears away. Elena forces a

or real this t

dy h

about her so god da

ds across her cheeks and th

what that blo

find it and make it happen again.

damn

. it didn't take much,she forgives the whole thing

on. I'm going to ha

the self preserva

*

this, tailing her from her hotel to a shitt

en

t the waist it clings to every curve.slim waist exploding into a thick, glorious volume of wide hips tha

e

o

ruin tha

er slowly across those

e realizes the kind of man

what she does to me. Before cla

r taste till all o

d taste the sweetness of her lips and no one in

e lady she is, that wi

uch f

rom me. So no, I'll remain h

s away and settling instead t

her group yells over the noise, se

her first glass. No

ot birthday girl ye

rrow,it's past eight, basically

hat had been a lie. They brought her because they needed something, it obvious , but I

d walked in.They seem to darken the bar with an o

thing ab

way more than I

s snaking up their thick necks like prison ink, cheap chains glint

ck, knowing glanc

em locks

ipping her drink. He doesn't

hes across

very still. And tight.The wood

es him o

d g

or half a second t

e guy who made her cry from the first bar was already

had even notice

n pulled back. The second followed. Bo

and my jaw relaxed but the

ol, legs unsteady, and heads for the la

ing is

se, and sloppy. She b

fore this. My eyes snaps to the abandoned glass. Tiny part

cking

been d

ates behin

hair before my

owd toward the back hallw

e bathroom laughing, nearly colli

n my spine and s

efore it swings sh

g open. A few women scatte

ng on the floo

lams again

e fuck i