Chapter Twenty-Seven: Bad Advice Will Make You Wild & Crazy
Martina opened the garage door and moved around the other cars until she found his. It was a beautiful black sports car with a tan interior.
“Oh, Ren, I’m here to save you,” she said as she approached the car. “Ren?”
She looked inside the car and frowned. Ren wasn’t in his car waiting with that beautiful smile of his, or that sparkle in his beautiful eyes. She screamed an unladylike growl as she kicked the door to his car. Martina cursed as she jumped up and down on one foot and rubbed her sore toes. She’d forgotten she was barefoot.
“What the hell are you doing in here?”
Martina turned to Sofia’s angry voice and scoffed. “None of your damn business.”
Sofia moved so fast; Marina squealed when the woman grabbed her by the arm.
“Everything that happens around here is my business,” Sofia snarled.
“I was looking for Ren,” Martina said as she tilted her nose up in the air.
Sofia let go of her arm and took a step back. “He’s not here.”
“I can see that,” Martina said with annoyance.
“You need to move along,” Sofia said as she watched the woman.
Martina wasn’t even fazed that her robe was wide open, and Sofia could see her tiny tits, barely covered by her lingerie.
“Not until I find Ren. He hasn’t been coming home to our bed,” Martina said with a pout.
Sofia stared at the woman. She really is deranged.
“Ren is where he belongs,” Sofia said.
“No, he’s not. He belongs at home, in his bed, with me.”
Sofia snorted. “Don’t you think that maybe that’s what’s keeping him away from his house at night?”
“What is?” Martina asked, confused.
Sofia sighed. She’s just as stupid as she is deranged. “You being there, waiting for him to come home.”
“He loves me!” Martina shouted. “Dom is making it official on Saturday. The wedding is real!”
Sofia stared at her. What is she talking about? “Ren is where he belongs, Martina. Now I suggest you get to where you belong.”
Martina snorted. “He doesn’t belong with that bitch!” She screamed at Sofia.
Sofia took the two steps between them and snarled into the woman’s face, then grabbed hold of her arm and twisted her other hand in her hair. She then yanked Martina’s head back and bent her body sideways, so she could glare into the woman’s face.
“Let me make this perfectly clear for you,” Sofia said with a growl. “Don’t you EVER call my sister a bitch, a slut, a whore, or any other mindless garbage that comes out of that mouth of yours ever again. I have put up with you, because we need you right now, to keep the real, Aurora Romano, safe. But there is only so much I can take; before I snap!” Sofia said with acid in her voice. “Do you get me?” She demanded in Italian, almost spitting in the woman’s face as she spoke.
“I get you, all right,” Martina said, her beady little eyes glaring up at her. “But as you said, you need me. So, unless you want the wrath of your father upon you, let me go.”
“Not until you say that you understand what I am telling you!” Sofia said as she tightened her hold in her hair and shook her head.
“Owe! You’re hurting me!” Martina cried out as she tried to get Sofia to stop shaking her and let her go.
“Say it!” Sofia hollered.
“Yes, okay, yes. I understand!”
Sofia let go of her hair and shoved her to the floor of the garage.
“Now get back to your own room. And I don’t want to see you at Ren’s house ever again!”
Martina got to her feet and headed for the door. “We will just see what Mr. Romano has to say about this,” she said as she left the garage.
Sofia sighed, “yeah, go ahead, see what Papa has to say.” She wished her papa would throw the bitch out onto the damn street!
Martina sat in her room with her cell phone to her ear as she listened to her brother.
“If you say he’s attracted to you, but this bitch has her claws in him, then I say, take out the competition.”
Martina smiled. She knew she could count on her brother; she hadn’t told him exactly who the bitch is, but he’s right. It shouldn’t matter. Ren wants her, and she wants him. The only thing standing in their way was Aurora Romano.
“What’s the girl’s name?” Her brother asked.
Martina felt the blood drain from her face. “Why?”
“Because a person’s name says a lot about them.”
Martina took a deep breath. “Jili.”
That was partly true, it is what they’re calling her right now.
Her brother laughed. “And he chose her, over you? Is she pretty?”
“Not really. But she has big boobs.”
Her brother sighed, “yours are fine, Martina. So, other than big boobs and a funny name, what does she have that you don’t? Money?”
Martina looked at her hand as she paused. “A little,” she whispered.
“Money and big boobs,” her brother said with a laugh, “sounds like he’s using her.”
Martina smiled, “that’s what I was thinking.”
“Find a way to get rid of the competition, then go for him.”
Martina smiled, “thanks, Leo. I needed this pep talk.”
Leonardo Dante smiled, “you’re welcome. Now go get him. And don’t forget to get paid when you finish helping the Romanos.”
Martina smiled, “don’t worry, big brother. I’m going to get paid.”
Aurora stared out her bedroom window. Just two more days and Martina is going to walk down the aisle, towards Ren. She shook her head.
No! She can’t let it happen; she has to talk her father out of this!
She turned and ran out the door and strait into a broad chest.
“Whoa there, little sister. Where’s the fire?”
Aurora looked up into Nicola’s smiling face. His smile turned to a frown when he saw the tears streaming down her cheeks.
“What happened?” He asked.
“Papa, can’t let this happen!” She hollered frantically.
“He can’t let another woman walk down the aisle to Ren!”
Nicola sighed as he pulled her into his arms and held her.
“Let’s go inside,” he whispered as he backed her back towards her room.
He closed and locked the door then led her to a chair in front of the window. He set her in one, then sat in the other.
“I don’t know if Dom wants anyone else to know this, Piccolo.”
“It’s real, isn’t it?” She asked, her eyes open wide.
“Yes, Piccolo, it’s real.”
She burst into tears, and he pulled her out of her chair and onto his lap.
He held her close as he whispered into her ear. “Can you keep a secret?”
Martina skidded to a stop as she turned the corner that led to Aurora’s bedroom. Aurora got to sleep in the fancy end of the house, while Martina slept in a room on the staff side of the house. Her room smelled like burned fish. She bet miss priss’s room smelled like lilacs and roses.
How is that fair? She’s the one putting her life on the line here. She’s the one who’s going to marry Ren, Saturday. She’s the one who should be the Gem of the Romano Dynasty, not that twit.
Martina watched as Nicola held Aurora close, then backed her into the room and closed the door. She ran to the door and heard the click of the lock. Martina grinned as she pressed her cheek to the door, listening to what was going on inside. She couldn’t hear anything, but now she has her ammunition to tear Ren and Aurora apart, and sock it to that bitch Sofia at the same time.
When the door to his office opened, Ren looked up from his desk with a bright smile, expecting Aurora to be standing there. He frowned when he saw Martina.
“What do you want, Martina? I’m busy,” he said with annoyance as he looked back down at the papers on his desk.
“Oh, nothing,” she said with a wide grin, “I was just on my way to talk to Mrs. Romano, you know, my mother. I do love talking to her about the wedding. But you will never guess who I saw in the hall, holding onto each other so tight… Then he backed her into her room and locked the door,” she said as she clicked her tongue. “Not the proper way for a brother and sister to act.”
Ren looked back up at Martina, knowing exactly who she meant and what she was trying to do.
Nicola and Aurora? Really?
“I’m sure there’s a good explanation,” he said as he looked down at the papers on his desk again. His thoughts too distracted to pay much attention to his work.
Surely it’s not what Martina was implying. Surely not… They have been spending a lot of time together; since all of this started.
But Nicola and Aurora, they wouldn’t do that to him, and surely not to Sofia.
Ren jumped out of his seat and walked around Martina. He didn’t notice her ear to ear grin as he left his office. He trusts Nic with his life and Aurora with his heart. So, it means only one thing.
Something happened to Aurora!
He took off at a run, down the halls, towards Aurora’s room.
Martina laughed as she watched Ren run down the hall. One relationship down the tubes. Now to ruin Sofia’s life. She thought angrily.
Ren stopped at Aurora’s door and took a deep breath. He turned the knob. Just as Martina had said, the door was locked. He pulled his keys from his pocket and found the key to Aurora’s bedroom. She had given him permission to use it weeks ago. He opened the door and found Aurora and Nicola sitting in the chairs in front of the window, deep in conversation. They both turned when they heard the door close.
Aurora stared at Ren for a moment, then jumped to her feet and ran into his arms. He sighed as he held her close.
“I thought you had work to do today,” she cried against him.
He smiled as he held onto her. “I did, I do.”
“Then, why are you here?” She asked as she backed away from him and wiped her eyes.
“Martina came to my office with a tall tale of betrayal,” he said with a laugh as he told them what had happened just moments ago.
“That bitch will stoop to anything, to get you,” Aurora said with a scowl.
Ren laughed as he pulled her back into his arms.
“She must have seen us in the hall; when I was comforting Aurora. She was about to run to Dom and tell him to call off the wedding,” Nicola said.
Ren pulled back from Aurora and looked into her eyes. “But why?”
She sniffled, “because I love you, and I know the wedding is real. I wanted to tell him that if there has to be a wedding, then I must be the bride.”
Ren moaned as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her senseless. Nicola chuckled, then cleared his throat. If Nicola wasn’t there, Ren would throw Aurora onto the bed and make wild love to her until she forgot about everything but him.
“It is real,” Ren whispered as he pressed his forehead against hers, “but…”
She placed a hand over his mouth to stop him. “Nicola told me everything,” she whispered.
Ren smiled as he looked over at Nicola.
“Everything?” He asked.
Nicola nodded, “everything.”
“Oh, Ren. I really will be the first to walk towards you,” Aurora said with a brilliant smile.
Ren smiled back, “as soon as I take care of things, I’m all yours,” he promised.
She smiled, knowing he meant Trevisani and this awful feud between him and her father.
“Aurora!” Sofia hollered as she barged into the bedroom.
Sofia paused as she surveyed the room. The bed was neat and made, the curtains were open on all windows, to let the light of day in. Aurora and Ren were holding onto each other, and Nicola sat in a chair in front of a window. He was grinning at her, like the Cheshire cat.
“Sofia, how nice of you to join us,” Nicola said, his grin widening. If that was possible. Any wider and his face would break.
“Martina came to me…” She started to say but stopped when she saw all three pairs of eyes roll. She laughed. “I guess she got to you too, huh Ren?” She asked with a smile.
Ren nodded, “I knew right away that something was wrong with Aurora.”
Sofia nodded, “I got the same feeling.”
“Well, I’m glad you didn’t think the worst,” Nicola said as he stood from the chair and moved over to Sofia.
Sofia snorted, “I know better. If you even touched my sister, Papa would have you neutered, then I’d make you eat your…” She stopped talking as his mouth claimed hers.
Aurora chuckled as she turned her head away from her sister and Nicola kissing.
“Home. Now,” Sofia said gruffly.
Nicola grinned as he pulled her with him and opened the door. “You read my mind.”
Aurora looked up at Ren. “Do you have to go back to work, right away?”
Ren growled playfully as he lifted her into his arms and made her squeal with delight.
“Wonderful thing about working for your father,” he said as he laid her on the bed, “I work my own hours.”
“Good,” she said as she pulled him down onto the bed with her.
As soon as Sofia and Nicola stepped into the hall, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. She moaned as he held her close.
“We have company,” he whispered into her ear.
Without looking, she smiled and licked his neck. “I know.”
He spun her around and slammed her into the wall beside the door. She groaned when his knee moved between her legs and pressed against her heat. He took hold of her hands and raised her arms above her head, pinning them to the wall.
“Want to give her a show?” He asked devilishly.
She purred, then jumped and wrapped her legs around his hips. He groaned as he caught her and squeezed her ass cheeks.
“I love it when you’re turned on,” he said with a gleam in his eyes.
She grunted, “stop wasting time talking.”
He chuckled, “yes, ma’am.”
She moaned when his lips claimed hers again. Her feet touched the floor just long enough for him to discard her pants and panties, then her legs were around his hips again.
“You’re so hot when you’re extra turned on,” he said as he cupped her mound.
“Shut up and do it,” she growled impatiently.
He laughed as he pulled his cock from his pants, then slammed up into her.
Sofia let out a heavy groan as he pounded into her hot and heavy. The force of their movements pulled them away from the wall and slammed them back into it again.
Nicola took hold of her hair and pulled her head back and to the side, then sank his teeth into the smooth skin of her neck. She sucked in a breath, and he grinned, then sucked on her neck. She moaned, and he nipped at her neck again.
Sofia groaned as her body was slammed against the wall over and over, as Nicola penetrated her again and again.
They had no worries of being caught. They have been caught so many times that everyone has learned to ignore the noises and walk down a different hall.
“God, Sofia. I’m going to cum,” he grunted.
“Not yet,” she said with a groan.
“Sofia,” he cried out.
“Not yet!” She hollered as he felt her body soar to the heavens. “Now!” She cried as her body shook, and she tightened around him.
With a heavy grunt, he let go and let his body pulse with hers.
“God, you’re good,” he said with a groan as he kissed her shoulder.
“Do you think she saw?” She asked, out of breath.
Nicola grinned, “I think she got an eye full.”
Sofia moaned as her body pulsed against him.
Nicola grunted as he moved inside her again. She moaned when he pinned her arms above her head and started it all over again.
Martina marched to her horrible room on the other side of the house. She squealed a growl as she slammed the door closed. How could that not have worked? She had been sure it would be enough to break those two pairs up.
If what she saw in the hall told her anything, it’s that her plan had failed miserably. To think, those two going at it like that in the hall where anyone could see them! It seemed to have turned Sofia on, knowing someone could catch the act at any moment.
When she marries Ren and takes the Gem title, she’s firing Nicola. Let’s see Sofia get off to that!
Now she just needs to up her game by getting rid of her competition. Because jealousy wasn’t working.