Hiding the Billionaire Mafia’s Twin

“Cry!!!” Dante screams at her and slaps her cheek.

Fiorella’s nose bleeds this time.  “Tito!!!” Fiorella screams, tears gushed out of the side of her eyes dropping to the floor rapidly.

“It hurts, please stop,” Fiorella screams with her mouth wide open letting out another scream.

“Call my name, Stop calling his name!” Dante yells and slaps her on her other cheek making the both sides of her face red with fingerprints.

Dante always respected her when they were still in a relationship, though he had demanded for sêx sometimes and she would refuse and he would accept without complaining, he always loved her decisions and that was what prompted their engagement, he wanted to make his forever but things didn’t go as planned but even though she was no longer a vîrgin he was still ready to marry her and take care of the little bastards in her stomach then, but she bluntly refused him, but now she is going to pay for it, she is going to regret choosing her bastards and Tito over him.

He releases her hands and moves his hands to her bõõbs, Fiorella’s hands are too weak to attack him anymore, only her fingers move, gritting the floor.

“Moan for me, dammit!” He shouts and takes her chubby breasts into his hands and starts pressing it so hard, like he is going to tear them off, it makes Fiorella feel more immense pain, his dîck that feels hard like a stick hit her womb again, the pain grows worse by the second, his bangs are rough and wicked.

“My baby,” Fiorella squeals in pain, she is scared for her child, this is complete torture, he wants her to lose her baby.

Her brêâsts go red from so much torture, he starts pinching her nipples, scratching them to torment her the more.

“Cry bîtch, cry loud, call my name!”

“Tito” Fiorella yelps provocatively, she doesn’t realize that he won’t stop raping her until she calls his name.

“Fûck!” He groans and continues shoving his cassava like  into her vãgina, her legs shaking violently.

Fiorella’s eyes redden so much, she even starts going limp but he just refuses to stop.

“Please… Dante,” Fiorella cries.

He continues fûcking her roughly and commands “Say it louder!!!”

“Dante!!!” Fiorella screams with the little strength she has, she closes her reddened eyes and cries louder. “Dante… please… Dan… ah… te” She cries badly.

“That’s more like it,” He grins evilly and thrusts out harshly from her.

Fiorella cries out as he does, she can’t even close her legs because of the pain.  Dante grins and pulls up his underwear and trousers, then leaves the room and meets Amelia standing outside.

“Why are you here?” Dante snorts at Amelia.

“I came to ask what I should do with her phone,” Amelia said, trying hard not to shake. His voice was so chilling and scary.

“Break it, Smash it, burn it, do whatever the fûck you like.” Dante barks and hisses.

He walks away but stops when he senses that Amelia attempts to enter the room.

“You and everyone here are prohibited from entering that room, do you understand?” Dante turns to her and thunders.

“Yes, Master,” Amelia bows and leaves from there.

“Old hag,” Dante frowns heavily.

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Fiorella wakes up, she had gone unconscious when that monster left, she struggles to sit up but it’s so hard for her.

“My baby,” Fiorella cries touching her belly where she feels immeasurable agony.  “Tito… help me please,” Fiorella cries softly, she doesn’t have the strength to even scream at all.

She finally sits up and checks between her legs but there is no blood there, she heaves a sigh of relief, she moves with her legs still open, she has never been through so much misery in her life, Dante is the last person she would expect to do this to her if this incident had been predicted. He was always nice, loving, caring, he was never violent even when she went hysterical sometimes, he was always calm but now she understands it was all a pretence, he had nothing tangible to trigger the animal in him.

“Amore  mio, find me please,” Fiorella sobs, she crawls to the wall and sits close to it, releasing soft gasps from her lips.

Her throat becomes dry and her lips too because of the cold in the room. “Water… I need water,” Fiorella mutters, her eyelids grow heavy and they slowly close on their own accord.  “Water…”

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“I can’t find her anywhere!” Tito yells and grips his hair in frustration.

“Seriously, how did it happen?”

“Are you mad Shawnte? didn’t you hear everything I said over the phone,” Tito shouts.

“I did but… I am just confused,” Shawnte sighs.

“Did you have a tracking device on her?” Shawnte asks.

“No,” Tito shakes his head.

“How could you be so reckless, when you knew that Dante was on the loose, the police haven’t caught him yet and I am pretty certain that he must have kidnapped Fiorella with the help of her nasty, foolish friend!” Shawnte yells, forgetting that it’s Tito, his boss.

“Shawnte you are yelling,” Tito mutters calmly and sits on the couch.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Shawnte swallows hard and apologizes. “I am sorry, Boss,”

Tito doesn’t look offended or angry, his thoughts are only on Fiorella, he feels so anxious.

“What are we going to do now?” Tito grunts and gasps like he is going to cry at any minute.

“I have no idea, Boss,” Shawnte replies sadly.

“What’s happening to me, how could I be so careless not to protect her, she’s pregnant with my principessa, oh God,” Tito mutters regrettably.

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Fiorella slowly opens her dried eyelids to see an old woman staring at her, she couldn’t see her face properly, her vision is too blurry. She is covered with a duvet that feels soft on her skin.

“W-who are you?” Fiorella asks, swallowing a heavy lump down her throat.

“Are you hungry?” the old woman asks.

“Y-yes and thirsty,” Fiorella replies and tears escape her blurry eyes.

Fiorella hears footsteps leaving the room, more rapid footsteps approach her and she gives Fiorella some water, Fiorella gulps it to the last drop, which enables her to see much more clearly, it’s like a surge of energy.

“Amelia,” Fiorella mutters in shock, she is also involved in this too. Amelia was like a mother to her and Dante till she was diagnosed with cancer and had to leave to stay with her family, she wasn’t even present in their former engagement party.

“It’s not what you think Fiorella, Dante forced me into this, he doesn’t care about anyone but himself, he even threatened to kill me, Fiorella,” Amelia mutters sadly.

Fiorella gasps. “Dante is a monster,”

“He is worse than that, look at your condition, you are pregnant and he didn’t care, he raped you, I wanted to help you Fiorella but I couldn’t intervene, you need me alive, if he kills me, I don’t know what will happen,” Amelia whispers in tears, they are real and true tears, she feels so sorry for her.

“I will try my best to feed you and talk to him,” Amelia smiles, giving Fiorella an array of hope.

“You should eat, you need all the strength you can get,” She smiles and takes the plate of food she dropped earlier when she came.

She feeds Fiorella and goes to make some milk to give her more strength, fortunately, Dante and Laura left for God knows where and the guards would never say anything since she drugged their food with sedatives.

“I owe you my life and my baby’s,” Fiorella sobs.

“Shush, don’t cry, you are a strong girl, you will get out of this,”

Fiorella nods slowly.

….

Hours later Dante returns, he goes straight to the room Fiorella is kept in, Fiorella is trying to sleep when he barges in. Her heart almost flew out of her chest because of fear. Dante smirks seeing the big duvet covering her body.

“D-dante please,” Fiorella cries.

“Please isn’t in my dictionary,” Dante sneers and unbuckles his belt but not totally.

“N-no…” Fiorella sobs shifting backwards but there is no place to run.

He walks to her and grabs her legs laying her flat on the floor, he forces his way through to her and rapes her recklessly.

“Argh!!!” Fiorella shrieks.

“Yes, Come on, scream for me,” Dante grins, forcing his fattened manhood deeper and deeper, but he keeps hitting a blockage, he wants to fûck it out of her.

“I’m in pain, I beg you, please stop,” Fiorella cries, she can’t even struggle with him.

“You are so sweet,” Dante moans excitedly and fûcks her harder.

“My baby,” Fiorella cries. She doesn’t think how long her baby will survive this torture.

He pulls out his dick and crawls to her neck.

“Open up!” Dante yells and holds her face, Fiorella is irked by the sight of it, his weight over her belly is killing her.

“Please…”

“Open it!” He yells and she does as he orders, he forces his fat dîck into her mouth and she has to start sucking it, he thrusts it in and out of her mouth, Fiorella chokes as more tears force out of her eyes.

He releases his cûm into her mouth and forces her to swallow, he shoves his dîck inside her mouth again, Fiorella can’t take it anymore she resorts to pressing her teeth against his penîs and he screams.

“Darn you!” Dante groans and removes his dîck. He yells and brings out his belt, he crawls back to his former position and starts lashing her mercilessly.

“Please!!!”

“Tito, help!!!”