Chapter 28 Unsatisfied desires

Luciano entered the bar already drunk. He hated everything, especially when his family was humiliated in such a horrible way.

Glancing around, his eyes narrowed shrewdly. The bartender knew him.

He was a regular customer. The barman didn't have to ask Luciano what he wanted, especially when he seemed to be in a bad mood.

The loud music deafened his ears. The people chatting and shouting made things even worse. Glancing around, Luciano saw all the sexy women serving customers.

The approach was different and everything he expected, since this was an exclusive bar for exclusive people. Rich men and women come here to have fun.

“The girl is ready” the barman whispered once he approached Luciano. The man didn't say anything but grabbed his jacket off the counter and was led to the private elevator leading up the room, the loud music and noise subsided once a dizzy Luciano entered the elevator and pressed a button to the fourth floor.

This was his private bar. No one knew that the place was his, not even his family. He hated to tell his family about such a place; hence he waited for the elevator.

The bar was located in a decent location. The owner wasn't unknown. It wasn't just a bar, but it had four floors. The rest were rooms for customers to rest after a night of drinking and dancing.

“Guard this place,” Luciano ordered coldly once he left the elevator and met one of his men on his way to his private suite. The fourth floor was his and no one was allowed here. It had an office and something he'd rather not say.

“Yes, boss,” the man said with a slight nod and left from there. Luciano pushed the door to the suite open. The heavy smell of a woman's perfume filled his nose, closing the door, he was greeted by a fairy. A lovely and secure woman wearing nothing but sexy lingerie. Red with heels.

“Hey, daddy…thought you wouldn't come” the woman said in a seductive voice and elegantly walked to Luciano. The man tossed his jacket away and grabbed the brown — hair lady by the waist and pulled her to him.

“I'm in a bad mood…” Luciano murmured and kissed the lady fiercely. She knew when to render her services well. She wrapped her arms around his neck and responded with so much aggression.

“Mmm…yes baby,” Luciano moaned as he grabbed her ass, squeezing her tightly and the lady was happy to let him do as he wanted.

“Damn baby…expect the worst,” the man groaned and pulled her up until her legs were around his waist. The groans and grunts continued as they kissed while he led her to the bedroom. Luciano was driven by pleasure and lustrous. The aggressive way he was kissing her alerted the lady. The mayor was in for some hard set and nothing soft.

“Wait…wait…what's gotten into you,” the woman said when Luciano threw her on the bed and started stripping. She wasn't in the mood to entertain his aggression but wanted passion.

“I'm in a bad mood…serve me right,” Luciano growled, glaring at her as he kicked off his trousers and tossed it away. The woman smirked, loving the fire in the man's eyes. Scanning his cock, she hissed and slipped her hand into her planting. Seeing her touch herself, Luciano smirked and went on with her.

“Damn it, baby…you won't walk after this," he mumbled, biting back a moan and lowering down. His mouth opened, and his teeth bit the lacy fabric.

A loud cry came from the woman when Luciano ripped her panties with just his teeth. It was both sexy and hot that she reached for his hair.

“Mm…yes Luc…f**k me hard…yesterday, the lady moaned when he started kissing her entire body. Nibbling and biting her so hard that she couldn't hold back as the man entered her in one slide, ignoring her cry. He was lethal as he drove himself in without stopping. He was hard and throbbing. The lady stretched herself even more to accommodate his hard shaft; this was a pleasure at its best.

The lady's screams echoed throughout the room. The intense thrusting of Luciano causes her to spasm.

Whimpering under him as he continued to inflict her with the utmost pain she had never felt before.

Her walls clenched, it wasn't pleasuring anymore but pain, digging his nails in her flesh, he increased the pace. Hard and fast that the woman couldn't keep up.

Her core was stretched, her legs weak as the man tortured her to find his release. His body was drenched in sweat as if he were burning fire. Even when he reached his climb. Luciano didn't stop. Pulling out, he dragged her to the edge of the bed. Reached for her head and pulled her head so much that she hissed.

“P…please stop “her voice was low and hoarse. Luciano didn't seem to hear as he entered her from behind. He didn't find the pleasure he knew felt with Olivia. No woman gave him the satisfaction he got with Olivia. His wife was even worse.

As he continued, he found his release for the four-time, Whimpering as he called out Olivia's name…moaning in need as both collapsed on the bed. The lady knew any better. She was just here to please the man, not to get pleasure.

After some time of silence. Luciano regained his senses. Laying on his back, his blurry eyes opened. His hands reached for his hair. The lady was laying on the far end, shivering from the cold and pain.

“Damn it,” he muttered in a case as he dragged himself until he was laying on his back

“Who's Olivia, sir?” the woman's hoarse voice was heard. Luciano, who had his eyes closed trying to gain control over himself, frowned…his eyes opened and tilted his head to glance at the woman slowly turning around.

“Since when does a cheap slut like you ask questions,” Luciano remarked bitterly. The lady ignored his sarcasm and scooped close to him. The room was dark, but she saw the outline of his body.

"I'm your favorite slut aren't I?” she muttered, resting her head on his chest. Luciano felt nothing. No woman's touch made a reaction. All of them were just sterile with nothing to show.

“As far as I know, your dear wife's name isn't… Olivia…” the woman murmured, drawing circles on his chest. A shiver ran through her as she snuggled close to him. Even if he didn't feel the fire. She did, he was heaven in bed.

“Get off,” Luciano shoved her away and sat upright. The woman chuckled and moved away from him.

“Olivia…is she or was she your first love?” she went ahead and asked, knowing he always moaned Olivia's name whenever he fucked her. Not even a night did he call out to his dear wife. Luciano didn't stay long, no answer for him. Getting out of bed, he found his clothes. Took them and left the room. He was going crazy, his head was spinning. Why hasn't he gotten over Olivia?

“Olivia” he muttered her name, closing his eyes, the only woman who made him feel things at just a glance was Livia Gonzalez. She was exceptional.

Meanwhile, the first thing Olivia did when she took a shower was call the team. Gabby was surprised that he was involved in such a meeting. Zane was grinning from her to eat while Ira scoffed disdainfully.

“So…what's all this…are you now the little mafia lady?” Gabby asked sarcastically, seeing how the lady was dressed like a gangster and holding a little stick. The four were in the TV room showing Luciano's house.

“Whatever that makes you sleep at night,” Olivia said with a fake smile and shifted his eyes to the big screen.

“Madam, are you sure the boss will like this…you're holding a meeting without him,” asked with a chuckle and crossed his legs. Olivia has had enough. She didn't need that man's permission, but when the door opened and a tall figure walked in. She froze, seeing the dark expression on his face. Pedro didn't look so pleased.