Catarina, The Wife, and

**...horny police officers.**

01:00 AM — Interrogation Room, Milan Malpensa Airport

Unfortunately, the hot cops had to go back to the interrogation room to stop Sunny Hirsch from advancing on Enzo Blaze. It took 30 minutes of a lot of convincing for them to get her to let go of young Blaze's neck.

“I thought… that you… would find… funny,” said Enzo Blaze with his neck in Sunny Hirsch's tiny, angry hands.

A few minutes later, Sunny Hirsch was back to her seat.

Enzo Blaze had his arms crossed over his chest and a relaxed.

"I want an explanation," said Sunny Hirsch.

“Do you really want to hear it?”

Sunny Hirsch showed the handcuffs.

“Well... I have nowhere else to go, sir.”

Enzo Blaze took a deep breath and told what had happened after their fight.

7H BEFORE — Dining Hall, Moonstone

Enzo Blaze came in huffing and puffing. The brothers looked to him for answers, but Enzo could only pace and snort like a frustrated bull.

"Oh, just tell me" said Valerio Blaze losing what little patience he had.

Alessandro came in at that moment and sat down at the table.

"Enzo role-played with a maid. But Thiago went to punish her and now he is sexually frustrated."

"Roleplay?" exclaimed Enzo and Valerio at the same time.

Alessandro smiled at Enzo.

"Do you really think a maid would have the nerve to hit any of us? She came out in a towel and…"

Alessandro Blaze's voice was drowned out by a sequence of half-laughs, half-screams from Bruno, Valerio, and Cassian.

"How did you get bet up by a maid?" chuckled Cassian.

Alessandro Blaze drank wine and said:

"Someone must have said that was his fetish. The poor woman got out of the towel in the middle of the garden. She must have been confused that you didn't accept her."

Enzo Blaze finally sat down. He slumped in the chair.

"Do you think she did that to get my attention?"

"You know what Pavla does for Argento" pointed out Alessandro Blaze. "Everybody saw it. It's on the internet."

"That video became my best friend through puberty," murmured Valerio Blaze, stroking his pants.

Enzo Blaze pouted.

"Still. She should have warned me earlier!"

Alessandro Blaze sighed and shook his head.

"You still have a lot to learn about women. Even more so now that you're turning 18."

"I'm already 18" protested Enzo Blaze.

"How dare you," said a stormy voice.

The Blaze brothers rose stiffly when they saw the woman entering the dining room.

"Hello, ma'am," said Marcus Blaze as gentleman.

Catarina, The Wife, Blaze lifted a nose and ignored him as if he were some nasty bug she couldn't be bothered to squash. Catarina was an aging woman in her late 70s. She was a little older than Antonio Blaze and also the years in jail did her no favors. Her thick black hair was tied back in a tight bun and not a hair of hers was out of place. She had a very Italian and elegant face, but the lines around her lips made it clear that she was always angry. Her nails were painted scarlet red.

"Your birthday is in 1 month from now. You" said Catarina, The Wife, to Enzo Blaze "were not born of me, therefore, you can never share your birthday with me. You were born on another date, understand?"

Enzo Blaze sighed.

"Yes, ma'am."

But Enzo Blaze was in deed born on the same day as Catarina, The Wife. Furious, she had him registered a few months later because he was not "worthy" of her day. Enzo's real mother was South Korean who abandoned him at birth.

"Tonight dinner will be with the family" announced Catarina, The Wife, Blaze.

"Will you join us?" asked Valerio Blaze happily.

The voice of Catarina, The Wife, bounced around the room.

"Family" The Wife emphasized. "Not the attached leeches." She then turned to Pavla Brina and asked "Is dinner ready?"

"Yes, ma'am," said Pavla Brina. "This way, ma'am."

Catarina, The Wife, Blaze was about to leave when she said over her shoulder,

"Argento Blaze. Valerio Blaze. Didn't you guys listen when I talked about family dinner?"

Argento had already gotten to his feet, but Valerio looked at the conflicted brothers. Marcus gave Valerio a discreet nod.

As soon as Catherine the Wife left with the children she had borne, the remaining siblings sighed and relaxed in their seats. At least Catarina wasn't throwing things when she saw them together now. An advance that took almost 20 years to happen.

"What should I about the maid now?" asked Enzo Blaze eating his piece of bread.

"Invite the maid for your 18th birthday" suggested Bruno Blaze. "Your friends are going to love her."

Alessandro smiled hard.

"I don't think that's a good idea. She just transferred. You don't even know if she's good enough."

Cassian Blaze scratched his chin.

"She saw me and Pavla Brina doing it and didn't even try to help or join us. Oh! She must really be into you, Enzo."

"What is her name?"

"Sunny Hirsch," said Thiago Blaze entering. "She's at the airport right now, by the way."

BACK IN THE INTERROGATORY ROOM,

Sunny Hirsch banged her head on the table as she realized the obvious. Who else would say where she was? Thiago Blaze!

"Listen, I have a proposal for you. I don't like masochism and that kind of hard kinks. But I wanted you to be the guest of honor for my 18th birthday. We're going to do a role-play and it's missing just one character. The main character."

Sunny Hirsch looked up.

"Birthday party? Am I going to have to dress up as a clown or a princess or something?"

Enzo Blaze frowned.

"I'm not a kid! We are going to have a role-play orgy."

"Orgy?!"

"I'm going to be the teacher and you're going to be my student. And you're going to be my demonstration doll in biology class. And a building a school will be empty for us..."

Sunny Hirsch felt the air rushing out of her lungs.

"Do you want me to have an orgy with you and your friends? Have you lost your mind?!" she shot.

Enzo Blaze raised his eyebrows.

“I thought you liked the money. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”

“What money?”

When Enzo Blaze spoke the amount, Sunny Hirsch almost fainted. That money was enough to pay for the breach of contract. If she went to that orgy… if she did that…

*No, Sunny* — she thought to herself. That was going to violate all of her principles and morals. Sex should involve love and soulmates, not money. That wouldn't make her any different than a cheap whore.

*Not that cheap*, whispered another voice, tiny, in some corner of her mind. That amount of money could save her from spending years stuck with the Blazes. She was going to suffer just one day.

One day.

“I'm... I'm...” said Sunny Hirsch hesitantly.

"What?"

“I'm not interested,” Sunny Hirsch finally said.

The lie was so obvious Enxo Blaze laughed.

“Think about it more. There is still a long way to go.”

Sunny Hirsch showed the handcuffs.

“Can you get me out of here?” she asked.

“Of course…” Enzo Blaze spoke hesitantly. He realized that Alessandro was right about one thing. He had never slept with Sunny Hirsch before but the joke would be more enjoyable if he waited until the party. How could he know if she was horrible at sex?

Enzo Blaze knew he could have his brothers check it out, but he didn't want them too close to Sunny until the party. It was like getting spoilers. There was only one way to check...

“You know what else? I need to call the cops but I totally forgot… my wallet. I will call them and you can pay them for your freedom yourself.”

"First of all, I am innocent! And I don't have money. The plane ticket was super expensive.”

Enzo Blaze patted Sunny Hirsch's handcuff.

“You are better than money,” he said.

As soon as Enzo Blaze left, Sunny sank into her chair. She knew he was up to something. A few minutes later, the hot cop duo returned to the interrogation room. One of them locked the door.

"What is happening?" Sunny Hirsch asked. “Did Mr. Blaze leave me here to bail alone?”

The blond cop took off his T-shirt and threw it at the camera. The shirtless blond cop was a show of muscle. His chest was wide and defined, his arms strong and toned, his abs ripped. He wore a dark blue police uniform, with tight pants that emphasized his thick thighs and wide hips. His face was handsome and masculine, with a firm chin, a full mouth, and a straight nose. His eyes were as blue as the sky, and his hair was short and light. He had a serious and authoritative expression, but was also seductive and confident. He was the kind of man who drew attention wherever he went, and who made people sigh in admiration and desire.

“Hello, dear. I'm Detective Constantino and this” said Constantino pointing to the other dark-haired policeman “is Detective Liam. I'll ask you some questions. Are you ready to cooperate?”

Sunny Hirsch's eyes widened as she saw the tip of a massive erection protruding from the officer's dark blue pants.

"W-What kind of cooperation?" Sunny Hirsch stammered.