Crime, Punishiment and...
**rejection and pleasure.**
01:00 AM — East Dining Room, Moonstone
The sea of employees made way for Thiago Blaze to enter the dining room. He was like Moses parting the Dead Sea. But instead of a staff, he only had a murderous expression and a suit that made his mafia nature evident. Catarina, The Wife, Argento, and Valerio were eating and laughing. Such a great time! There were no lovers, no bastards, and no worries among this perfect family like a blue summer sky.
"Long time no see" spoke the blustery voice. "Mother."
Thiago Blaze came in like a sudden storm cloud in the middle of a summer afternoon. Argento's, Valerio's, and mother's smiles disappeared with his arrival. Catarina's thin lips puckered at the sound of the voice of her middle son.
“You,” said Catarina Blaze. She continued eating the ravioli without even bothering to look up.
“I'm sorry to be rude and show up like this, but you've denied all my attempts to see you.”
Catarina, The Wife, sipped her wine casually.
“I was about to look for you” Catarina lied. “But now since you've already seen me, you can go back to your house in Palermo. Have a good traveling.”
“I barely arrived so why do I have to leave?” and then Thiago Blaze added with some difficulty, “Mother.”
“Father needs you to be in Palermo,” said Argento Blaze. He was munching on truffles with bread and oil. “Now that you've taken over your uncle's business, you've kind of become a *relevant* part of the company.”
“But it's been 10 years since I set foot in Milan” protested Thiago Blaze. “Look. I also brought you…”
Seeing the tension of the moment, Valerio pulled a jewelry box from his bag. It wasn't a Chanel, Cartier, or something “cheap French thing” (Catarina Blaze hates everything that came from France even before Antonio took a French mistress and brought Bruno home) but custom-made by a jeweler in Florence. It was a pendant in an intricate fleur-de-lis and ruby stone.
“Oh, my son,” said Catarina Blaze. “It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Thank you, my angel.”
“The craftsman spent 1 year just working on this piece,” says Valerio Blaze proudly. …and two cups. “I had it redone 3 times because I needed it to be perfect for you, Mom.”
“Thank you, my angel,” said Catarina Blaze fondly to her son.
Thiago Blaze didn't let his mother's hug on his brother affected him. He couldn't remember his mother's love anyway. That's why he told himself that he would never miss what he didn't have memories.
“Mom, Thiago became the boss of Palermo,” announced Argento Blaze.
“I sent my brother flowers,” said Catarina Blaze looking at her bracelet. “I didn't expect you to bite the hand that fed you, young man.”
“He didn't feed me,” said Thiago Blaze. “I was raised like a dog on the streets.”
“He was your uncle and my brother,” hissed Catarina Blaze. “He was gracious enough to accommodate you in times of need. You should have been more patient with him.”
“Neither me nor one of the 6-year-old girls who became his “wives” had any patience for left for him, mother,” said Thiago Blaze in a voice colder than ice.
Valerio Blaze widened his eyes and looked at his mother, in absolute shock, and said “Mom… Is what Thiago is saying about his uncle true? Our uncle was a…”
“A monster” completed Thiago Blaze.
Catarina, The Wife, threw the glass of wine at Thiago Blaze. He dodged so fast that looked like it had gone through his body.
"How dare you!?" screamed Catarina Blaze. “THOSE WERE WHORES AFTER HIS MONEY. ALL OF THEM. JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER BROUGHT A LOT OF WHORES INTO THIS HOUSE AND MADE ME REGISTER THESE BASTARDS SO THE WORLD WOULDN'T KNOW HE CHEATED ON HIS WIFE WHILE SHE WAS AT HIS WORST. YOU” Catarina's voice made the house shake with so much hatred when she addressed her son “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW.”
Thiago Blaze left, keeping the sunflower pendant for himself. Behind him, his mother's screams echoed off the walls, but he wasn't surprised. In fact, the visit had gone much better than he'd expected.
The message sound made him pull his cell phone out of his pocket. He raised his eyebrows.
Sunny Hirsch.
"You can't stay away from me, huh," said Thiago Blaze.
01:00 AM — Interrogation Room, Milan Malpensa Airport
Sunny Hirsch felt a chill run through her body. She didn't know if it was fear or something else.
"What questions?! Has Mr. Blaze not cleared up the misunderstanding?”
Detective Constantino laughed.
“You are very brave, but also very stupid. You know you're in trouble, don't you? Do you think you're going to get away with this?"
“You're an unscrupulous criminal,” Detective Liam spoke behind Sunny, in her ear. “You have no remorse for what you've done. You are cold and calculating.”
Detective Constantino came closer to her and placed his hand on her face. She felt his skin being warm.
“But you are also very beautiful,” said Constantino. “I think you're worth a bail payment... Right, Liam?”
Liam grabbed a chair and sat behind Sunny Hirsch. He was very, very close indeed. Enough for her to get goosebumps from his breath in her ear.
"Right," Liam said.
Sunny Hirsch wasn't stupid. She knew where they were going. She wanted to scream and ask for help but Constantino sat down and took the other chair and sat down opposite her. He pulled his members out of his pants.
*Why are all Italian men so gigantic?* Sunny Hirsch thought in a panic.
But Constantine did nothing. He just massaged his cock looking at Sunny Hirsch. His hand rose and fell on his longitude as he stared at her deeply, He never took his eyes off her.
Sunny Hirsch watched the scene without knowing what to do. Those officers wanted sexual favors in exchange for releasing her. That had to be Enzo Blaze's absurd idea. Why did all the Blaze do that? She was neither a bargaining coin nor a payment. She was just a girl. They had no right to treat her in that inhumane way. It didn't matter how nice their erection looks like.
Really nice.
Detective Liam's mouth kissed her neck and shoulders. His hands massaged her neck gently and then moved down her back until they cupped Sunny Hirsch's breasts. Her nails dug into his hands, trying to stop him. But she was even more shocked to feel the officer's finger on her panties, stroking in circular motions.
“I'm going to report you. You will be fired for this."
"Only if you get out of here alive."