I could write this chapter from several different angles, however, it would still be difficult to formulate, I hope the narration of this simple spectator pleases you.
After dropping Diana off at his building, he returned to the club feeling happy to have seen those eyes shining, something deep inside his most primal instinct screams trying to warn him, he mistakenly thinks it is related to the feelings that develop without brakes and faster than your Harley.
Inside the club, Dragon doesn't pay the slightest attention to the small party going straight up to the room, leaving Lucy extremely irritated by her lack of attention, being ignored and replaced by some little woman as she thinks.
Cade sees the woman's fierce gaze and once again decides to give up on investing in her, on trying to change anything.
Tip, a few blocks from the club, receives an illustrious visit from Vicenzo De Angelis, anger at having his space being occupied by the arrogant man, trying to maintain some control on behalf of the club, observes him sitting on a stool, the soldiers closing the bar entrance.
— My goods were stolen — He speaks in his haughty tone of voice.
Vicenzo is an unscrupulous man who takes pleasure in hurting innocent people, receiving a message from one of his men at dawn informing him of the disappearance of the girls and the weapons left him possessed.
In her mind, the filthy bikers were the only ones who knew the weapons container, curious people might have opened the other one to find the girls.
'What do I have to do with it?' – No patience for the Tip man's annoyances asks. — We deliver your order to the freight terminal as your brother requested.
Although quite annoyed, the bartender's gaze left no doubt, they do a good job with the weapons and have no history, but that could all change.
“I hope you're telling the truth, or things can get complicated. Without waiting for an answer, he got up outraged leaving the bar followed by his men.
I'd have to look in several different places until I found the son of a bitch and God have mercy on him, Vicenzo won't have any.
Trying to piece together the puzzle of the women's disappearance, he called his contact asking for a new shipment. She got into the car taking off her blazer, remembering that Bernardi would not have a party for her daughter this Sunday.
Why did he change his mind?
If he hadn't had to be present at the damned party, he would have personally gone to check the shipment at the port, which was a regular part of his routine. Giovanni in the chair and I with the scum, an invincible duo.
What is more painful within a society, reading a fiction that so well represents the scars of our failures or admitting that at some point humanity made a mistake in a way that found no salvation.
Vicenzo's disgust is too much to portray here, if there is darkness in the world it is represented in the two men of the De Angelis family, without taking the blame from our other characters of course.
Arriving home, he rushes to the office to come across a scene reoccurring in recent days Giovanni has no patience threatening a tearful Giulia, for having to accept marriage to Costello's bastard.
An affront to our ever-pure family tradition, to have to stain or mingle with those below. This is definitely the lightest of your thoughts. What happens is that with that a red light shines in your mind.
“Brother, put the girl back. - He nods to the trapdoor hidden inside the office wanting the brat out of his sight.
Giulia looks at her brother for a few moments, but before thanking her, she notices the furious eyes promising terrible things and swallows hard.
— She's not going to marry that little shit — Giovani yells again, highly disgusted at just the thought of losing his favorite toy like a spoiled child.
Knowing that the subject is something really stressful for both him and his brother, he looks at Giulia and leads him out of the office.
Her main motivation in convincing her brother of marriage is that Giulia would never abandon the helpless girl kept in the trapdoor, so she wouldn't betray them the second best justification for her unhappiness, going against Diana's thoughts, to gather information.
Since the death of the Costello girls, something has been hammering in the back of his mind over and over again, even as they try their best to find something out, the three brothers are almost like a wall barring any important information.
Giovanni had to agree after all, the documents that were with Stefano had the accounts of those involved in the trafficking of women, the documents that were in the Riina house with other even more important information, and to his despair Enrico Sartori returned with several documents despite the Anger at the man, he got the opportunity to find out by sneaking into headquarters at dawn like a mouse to make sure none of the documents are with the Don. What leads him to believe that he is with someone else if he stops to think a little, he concludes with Vicenzo that at all times Giácomo was accompanying the Don.
With his decision made, the head of the house goes back inside the office explaining to the younger sister everything he will need to do.
At the same moment Giulia thinks that she will finally have an option to leave, what she doesn't know is that neither of them will ever give her wings to fly.
Vincenzo takes off his blazer, along with his dress shirt leaving only his pants on and locking the office door, walks like a hunter towards his sister dragging the poor thing by the hair to the table where he rips off her clothes.
Accustomed to the process, Giulia remains silent, with her face turned away, she watches Giovanni making him keep only his pants as a ritual.
She prepares to feel the first brother's invasion and when it doesn't come, fear settles in her spine. Being taken by them is just the least of their torments.
The violent pain forces the poor girl to press her hands against the wood, feeling her eyes stinging for the next blow.
Of all of them, the only one that Giulia can never learn to deal with is the paddle against her flesh.
Giovanni gets hard to see her wincing in pain, walks over to the table and starts telling her every word of what he intends to do in case his little sister doesn't bring any useful information after this fucking wedding. Fear settles inside the girl's chest, who is now crying in pain.
Vincenzo turns to face them both, spreading her legs and running his hand inside her pussy.
Claiming that he feels horny because of pain, the cretin knows what the human body does to deal with pain and uses this fragility to corrupt women more and more.
Her painful sobs seem to be only noticed by herself, her older brother puts nipple clamps connected one to the other and one more connected by another chain to her clit.
The motherfucker drops the rest of his stuff on the table, pulling his sister's wrists together, holding them together and kissing her head as if there was anything close to feeling with his actions.
Climbing on top of the table, he unbuttons his pants, putting his cock out, pulling Giulia by her hair to leave her suffocated with his length, fucking her in his slow way, causing pain in every corner he touches, taking pleasure in her tears.
Excited by this sight, Vicenzo spreads her legs, thrusting in forcefully, the two find a similar rhythm for their perversions, taking pleasure in each painful moan of the younger sister. When they come, they change positions, taking the girl, reddened and dizzy from lack of air, completely dirty to the large leather armchair Giovanni placed there just for that.
Vincenzo starts hitting the clamp attached to her clit with no intention of causing any pleasure but pain.
Placing one hand on her neck and the other on her trapped nipples, patting her breasts reddened by lack of circulation Giovanni turns to the drawer in the closet behind him, grabbing a rope, tying her breasts and making a few more knots so that when Vincenzo lifts her her legs the rope can tighten around her neck, so in her thoughts she will have a good excuse not to meet her fiancé.