Another update guys, I'm sorry it took this long, I haven't been feeling too good for sometime but here it is, Enjoy! 😊
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"Do you always skip lunch?" Cesare asks through the phone
"No, I...I just kind of did today" I reply as I excitedly pace the kitchen floor. I make sure he doesn't hear the excitement in my voice though.
After that night at my place things has been a bit different, we talked more often over the phone just like right now, unlike before and we text a little bit more too.
We haven't seen eachother again though and it's been a couple of days, he has not come here since that day and I can't bring myself to ask to meet. That's gonna make me look too desperate and I'm definitely not trying to look desperate. I just have to wait for when he wants to see me too and he comes around.
Maybe if he has another work for me then he'll come around, I don't mind doing those works. If all I have to do is wear a nice sexy dress, have a nice and cool car ride, cause a little bit of distraction and then have my pussy eaten for the night then I'm all in, even though I didn't get to cum that day I know I would soon. Hopefully
"I'm making tacos for dinner now though and I'll be eating a lot of it to make up for lunch" I add
"Okay, but don't skip lunch anymore" he says
Yes daddy. I'm tempted to say but of course I don't "I won't" I say instead
I hear what sounds like Chloe's voice in the background
"What are you doing?" I ask carefully
"Work" he answers simply, most times when I ask what he's doing, he just says work and ends at that, he doesn't tell me anything else and I'm not quite sure I want to know what work he's actually doing because whenever he says the word work, I imagine that he's out killing someone or making them regret stepping into Chicago and America as a whole. I don't press it though, I leave it at that
"Alright, well, be careful"
" Why? Are you beginning to care about me?" He teases.
"You wish Cesare" I immediately dismiss that thought.
For the second time I hear some rattling sounds. I ignored it at first because I thought it was coming from the phone but now it sounds like it's coming from the living room.
I pull the phone away from my ear for a few seconds listening carefully for the sound. Cesare's voice is still coming through the phone and I can barely hear it but the same rattling sound comes again and I hear it very clearly.
That's the window in my porch, I can't miss the familiar sound
It's not windy so why's the window making so much noise. I turn down the stove and I go to check the window
My feet stop dead in their track when I see what's before me, two men trying to get into my house from the window. Actually, one already got in and is helping the second guy in.
The man trying to get in sees me first because the one already in has his back to me. Their all black dressing and suspicious face cap that didn't let me see almost half of their face tells me what I need to know about who they are.
The person who sees me first signals his partner and he immediately turns to face me.
In all of these things, my feet couldn't take me away from there, fear takes over me and I stand there in wide eye confused on what to do. Should I run to the room or back into the kitchen? Because that's the only option I have now. Taking on these two men is near impossible.
"There she is" the man already inside says as his other partner fully gets in, that was all the sign I needed to move my fucking legs
"Fuck!" I curse running through the passageway to my room because that seems to be the safest place for me. The men immediately jump to action following after me in a hot chase.
The distance between my room and the front door isn't much and it's even shorter while running. I open my room door and throw myself in immediately closing it back but just right before it closes masculine fingers slips through the tiny space holding the door from clicking shut.
"Who the fuck are you and what do you want!" I spit as I apply more pressure on the door pushing it with all of the strength that I have.
All of my strength is nothing compared to his because he pushes the door open in few seconds. He opens it to the end pinning me to the wall with it. My phone falls to the floor and a huff leaves my lips as the air gets knocked out of me when my back hits the wall with enough force.
The intruder lets himself in and closes the door a little bit just to give him enough space to pull me out from between the door and the wall.
"Get away from me you fucking looser" I forcefully sling my hand away from his. Pushing the weight on my heel to my tippy toes I make a run for the bathroom pushing past him but he easily pulls me back before I get too far
"Stop being so hard and come with us and I won't have to hurt you" he says with his hand tightly gripping my upper arm very tightly. The second guy hasn't come in sight yet and I wonder what he's doing.
"Fuck you" I hiss
"Feisty huh? I like feisty" he says licking his dry crusty lips and I don't think I've ever felt so disgusted as I am right now.
Being much closer to him, I can see his face a bit clearer now. There's a fresh nasty wound running along his cheekbone, looks like a deep cut, it was stitched really roughly and I can even see the thread used for stitching it.
"Now come here" he snarls pulling me out the room with him against my will, I try to plant my feet firmly on the ground by that wasn't enough to keep me there, my feet makes a shuffling sound as It gets dragged against the floor board out of the room.
"Leave me the heck alone, I'm not going anywhere with you" I cry slapping his arm repeatedly to get him to let go of me but he doesn't
"Tab? What's going on?" Brea's unsure and partly scared voice calls out from the doorway of her room. Her head sticks out a little bit from her doorway as she peeps
Oh God! Please not Brea
"No Brea, don't come out please" I cry out. Brea is quick to jump into action. She pops back into the room right as the second man just jumps out of nowhere reaching out for her but she shuts the door just in time to lock him out, I let out a sight of relief but not forgetting my own situation.
I'm only noticing now that the man who has hold of me has loosened his grip a little bit and momentarily doesn't have his eyes on me, he got a bit distracted from Brea, they probably didn't know she was here, his eyes are still on his partner who's currently trying to open Brea's voice by all means
If I didn't learn anything from my basic fighting lessons with Trevor, I made sure to always remember the first, fastest and most effective tactic, the knee to groin rule.
With the best energy I could muster up, I drive my knee up matching his shrill dick in the best kick I've ever given.
"YOU FUCKING BITCH!!" He shrieks doubling over and he lets go of my arm completely as he uses his both hands to hold his crushed cock that must hurt so bad by now.
Without wasting another second, I run into the room, my first leg and half my body is already in before he stretches out and grabs my right ankle, I desperately try to shake it off but he tightens his grip still not fully recovered from the kick.
I hold the edge of the wall as we do a little fight over control, I try to pull myself further in but he's pulling me out of the room, slowly my sweaty palms slide off the edge of the wall until they all slide off and the support I had goes off.
He pulls on my leg again and this time I fall face flat on the floor, my fore head kisses the floor first before the rest of my body, I hiss in pain as I start rubbing on it to try and ease the pain. Blood trickles down my face. He doesn't stop pulling me though
When I get to him he flips me over and climbs on top of me pinning me to the ground, my chest heaves up and down as I try to fight him off.
He starts throwing punches but I block my face with my two hands so just a few gets to my face.
My face feels really hot right now and my head feels like a war is going on in there.
"Get away from her you fucker" I hear Brea's voice and from the corner of my eye I can see her little legs. What is she up to?
"Argh!!" The man on top of me let's put a painful desperate scream as he falls off.
I scoot away immediately he gets off of me. Brea rushes to me
"Oh my God Tabby, are you okay?" She hastily pushes my curly hair that had fallen all over my face to the side to see my face
"I'm fine B" I say, my voice cracking at end as tears threaten to spill but I keep it from falling.
Brea wraps her hands around my shoulders pulling in for a hug "I'm so sorry honey"
I lean into her warm touch for a brief moment that the hug lasted, we had to get out of here immediately
"Get his hand" Brea whispers so the man who's still laying on the floor rubbing his face which probably burns like hell because of the pepper spray Brea used on him can't hear us.
We both hurry over to him, I take his hands and pull them above his head pinning them to the floor with both my knees and hands, I know just my tiny hands can't hold his hand down so I use my knee too.
Brea sits on his legs to keep his lower body down. He starts thrashing around and his bigger body makes it hard to actually hold him down. Why do they always have to be this big?
Brea quickly yanks open his pants and boxers at the same time, she pulls it up just a little bit then she picks the pepper spray and spritz it all over in there. I wince when I think about the pain he'll feel in few seconds.
If shouts could pull down a building then this building would be down by now from his screams
I giggle a little bit at Brea's little victory dance. Brea has always been really crazy. She lets his waist band go and I let his hand go too and we both run to my window, Brea takes the lead jumping down first and me after her.
I brace my body for the impact of the fall, once my legs hit the floor, I roll over and away from the window. Brea helps me to my feet
"How did you....?" I try to ask still out of breath but she cuts me off
"I locked the room but that scary guy was able to open it so I waited for him and the moment he came in I used this pepper spray on him, we struggled for a little bit but I was able to escape after spraying a little bit more on his face and of course, balls" she smirks when she says the balls part. " I called the police before I came to find you"
I'm about to say something but a black car pulls up in front of us, it's windows are tinted so I can't see who's in it. I immediately drag Brea together with me behind the tall tree standing there. It could be more of those intruders and I don't want to take any chances
A tall broad and very familiar figure comes out of the car, Cesare?
I remember being on the phone with him when this started and we didn't end the call. That means he must have heard everything.
"Cesare" I call as I run up to him, I throw myself on him wrapping my hands around his neck in a hug, his shoulder tenses up for some seconds before he relaxes into the hug wrapping his own hand protectively around me. A feeling of safety embraces me as he does that
"Piccola, what happened" He doesn't let this hug last for long before he pulls back to look at my face, I look down at the floor biting my lips lightly.
Cesare cups my chin lifting my head up a little bit so he can see my face clearly. I've never seen his face change so quickly, in matter of seconds every trace of emotion and soul in his eyes are gone
"Where are they?" His cold voice asks and I can feel the anger bubble up in him. Hi jaw is set firm and strong and his lips form a thin line
I can't even bring myself to answer so I just point to the house, my eyes flicker down to his hands that are closed tightly in a fist
Cesare goes around to the back of the car and opens the trunk. His shoulders that had relaxed earlier becomes tense again and I feel his dominant and mean side take over.
He brings out a baseball bat from the trunk of his car before banging it shut. In his black orbs is a cold icy glare. It's as though he just changed personality completely in matter of seconds.
Without sparing me a glance he walks straight to my front door
"Cesare" my voice is filled with concern, I know very clearly that even without the pepper spray Brea and I already used to weaken those men in there, Cesare can still comfortably take on the two of them but I'm still a bit concerned for him
Cesare pauses "wait in the car for me Piccola, I'll be out now" he tries to plead with me but it comes out more like an order.
I nod my head "and grab your friend with you" he adds before disappearing into the house.
My eyes fly to Brea who's standing mouth wide open as she still looks at the door Cesare had passed through like she just saw a ghost
Oh shit! Tonight is about to be one hell of a long night.