Chapter 33 You cannot tell me this does not feel good.
Trigger Warning: Kidnapping and SA
Naples, Italy. Georgio Caruso.
“Boss, I think I saw a ghost.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked my man in New York.
“I think I saw Maria Morelli. Maybe her little sister, Celeste, too.”
I sat up straight in my chair. My heart began to pound.
“How certain are you?”
“Very certain, Boss.”
“In New York?” I was stunned. I had not heard that name, Morelli, in twelve years. I had a debt to collect from Roberto for turning evidence against me. I was also completely sure he and his children killed my wife and my wife’s brother. Because of him, I had to flee the country and run back to Italy.
“Yes. They were with some bikers. The backs of their leather vests said ‘The Lords of Chaos.’ Do you think that is where that bastard Roberto has been hiding all this time?”
“Impossible. Roberto Morelli would never be around garbage like that. You saw no sign of Roberto?”
“No. What do you want me to do?”
“Find the bikers’ clubhouse. Watch the girls. Roberto would not leave them behind. They will lead us to him.”
“Yes, Boss.”
I ended the call. It looks like I am going to have to travel to the United States. When I find that bastard, I am going to hurt his girls right in front of him before I end his life. Finally, I will have my revenge for all his betrayal.
Sophie
I looked at the little bottle in my hand. The clear liquid inside did not seem very threatening. But I was told that if Viper drank it, he would be soft and pliable in my hands. All I had to do was get him away from the club and that woman. I had a plan, and I knew it would work.
I picked up my phone and called his number.
“Hello?”
“Viper, do not hang up. It is Sophie. I have news. I have a file. I was attacked, so I went to the police. The detective I spoke to had a file on his desk with your woman’s name on it. When he stepped away, I took it and hid it. It has some very interesting things inside.”
“Bring it to the club,” he said. His voice was flat and calm.
“No. I am never going back there. Do you think I want your woman to come at me again? Meet me at the sports bar on Hamilton and Fifth.”
“I will be there in thirty minutes.”
I smiled as I put the phone down. There was no file. Men are so easy to fool. I got to the bar in twenty minutes. I took a table facing the door and ordered a beer for Viper and a drink for myself. I just hoped he would not bring anyone with him. I should have told him to come alone. When the beer arrived, I glanced around. No one was looking my way. I took the bottle from my bag and poured the contents into his beer.
Ten minutes later, right on time, Viper walked through the door. He was alone.
“Viper!” I called out, waving. I watched him walk over, and I had to lick my lips. He was so handsome.
“Give me the file, Sophie.”
“Do you not want a drink first? I got you a beer.”
He let out a heavy breath, but he picked up the glass and drank the whole thing. I smiled. Good boy.
He put the glass down hard and looked right at me. “The file. Now.”
“Before I give it to you, I want to say I think you are making a huge mistake. That bitch does not deserve to be your woman. You barely know her. You and I have known each other much longer. We were good together.”
“I am not interested in you, Sophie. We fucked one time. I was drunk. And you have been with almost every one of my brothers. I do not want you.”
I watched him sway a little and shake his head.
“Are you all right? You look pale.”
“I am fine. The file. Now.”
“There is no file. I just wanted to see you again.”
“You fucking bitch.”
He turned and started to walk out of the bar. His steps grew slower. I got up and ran to him. I took his arm and put it over my shoulders.
“Come on, big guy. I know a place we can go.”
I saw the bartender look over at us. “My boyfriend had a bit too much,” I said.
The bartender nodded and turned away.
Outside, I looked around. I saw his motorcycle and smiled. That was good. I knew the club’s trucks had trackers, but I was not sure about the bikes. I helped him to my car. By the time I got him inside, he was unconscious.
I drove for more than two hours to Branford, Connecticut. I knew of a little bed and breakfast there. First, I stopped at a hardware store for what I needed. Then I got us a room at the B&B. I asked the young man at the front desk to help me with Viper. I told him my new husband had too much at our wedding party. I paid him extra for the help.
It was difficult getting Viper up to the room. He could hardly walk, and he kept mumbling for us to let him go. I made a joke about celebrating too early and having to wait for our wedding night. When we finally got him onto the bed, I thanked the young man over and over, gave him another fifty dollars, and shut the door. I locked it.
I went to the bed and started taking Viper’s clothes off. It was hard work; he was so heavy and limp. Once I had him naked, I put his wrists together and fastened them with a plastic tie. Then I took a rope, wrapped it around his tied wrists, and tied the other end to the bed’s headboard. I was in luck, the headboard had real bars. It felt like fate. I took each of his ankles, tied them with more rope, and fastened him spread out to the bedposts.
He looked perfect.
I took off my own clothes and climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. I patted his cheek lightly.
“Viper… Vippperrr,” I sang.
He groaned, his head moving side to side. His eyes opened slowly. His pupils grew large, then shrank back to normal. He looked at me, and his eyes grew wide as he understood his situation.
“What the fuck, Sophie!” he yelled, pulling hard against the ropes. He could not move. He tried to throw me off, but I held on and laughed.
“Yes, baby. I love it when you struggle. Can you feel how wet I am against you? I can feel you getting hard, Viper. I knew you wanted this.”
“I do not want you, Sophie, you crazy cunt. It could be any woman, of course my dick gets hard. Any touch does that. Get the fuck off me!”
“Mmm, you feel so good,” I moaned, moving against his thick, hard cock.
“Fucking stop it!”
“Shhh. We would not want anyone to walk in now, would we?”
I climbed off him, bent down for my underwear, and went to the bag from the hardware store. I took out a roll of masking tape.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he demanded.
I jumped back on top of him, stuffed my underwear into his mouth, and pressed a strip of tape over his lips.
“There. Nice and quiet.”
I could tell he was cursing me as he fought against his bonds. His eyes burned with rage.
“Do not worry, baby. You are going to love this next part.”
I rubbed my hands over his body again, kissed his chest, and ran my tongue over his nipples. He was screaming into the gag, but soon he would be moaning. I moved lower, kissing his stomach, letting my tongue trail down his skin. When I reached his cock, I frowned. He was only half-hard.
“Come on, Viper. You cannot tell me this does not feel good.”
He shook his head wildly, screaming behind the gag. I could see tears in his eyes. I laughed.
“Do not worry. I will get you there.” Then I took his cock into my mouth. He screamed, his body trying to pull away, but he had nowhere to go. I moaned with satisfaction as he grew completely hard.
I sucked him deeply, swirling my tongue around the tip. His cock pulsed. I lifted my head and smiled up at him. His eyes were full of pure hate.
“Feels good, right? I know I am better at this than that whore.” It made me angry when he shook his head no again.
I took him into my mouth once more, stroking him with my hand at the same time. I felt his whole body grow tense. Then his cum shot down my throat. He yelled behind the gag. I swallowed and laughed, kneeling between his legs.
“I will give you a minute to rest. Then I am going for a ride on my favorite part of you.”
He would not look at me. He turned his head to the side, staring at the wall, his face empty. I shrugged. I got his phone from his pants pocket. I said his name. When he looked at me, I used his face to unlock it. I took a picture of us. I wish I could have seen her face when she got it.
Checkmate, bitch, I typed, and I sent it.