Mafia Game

It's a beautiful sunny day for everyone except for Riccardo. He had a lot of work waiting for him, and at this important time, he couldn't concentrate on anything. He was supposed to connect the evidence on his table and get some important thing out of it. However, thanks to his earlier encounter, he couldn't perform this simple task. His mind kept repeating her words.

'How dare you call me selfish when—' her words echoed in his ears. He shook his head, trying to stop the voice and gain his focus back. He then studied the pictures his colleague brought earlier.

While looking through the pictures, he noticed something strange. All the girls have the same features. From age to height, hair color, face shape, and even their age. Nonetheless, this wasn't the most surprising thing. What shocked him was that he knew someone who looked exactly like the victims. He couldn't perfectly recall that girl, but he knew that she was not among the victims since her picture was not there.

As Riccardo was drowned in his thoughts, his door flew open. It was Santiago, he wanted to deliver an envelope to his friend. He called him many times, but he didn't get any response. So he decided to shake him a bit.

"What?" Riccardo said as if he was wakened up from a perfect dream.

"What are you thinking this deep? I literally called you five times,"

"Just tell me what you want."

"Someone told me to hand these to you," he gave him the envelope. Riccardo took it lazily.

"And you failed to catch him again," he flashed a bitter smile.

"I'm not the one who got it. It was on my table when I got here," he returned the smile and went out.

When he made sure that the door is closed, he collected the photos, putting them back in their folder. After that, he sighed loudly, preparing for what he was going to face next. He then opened the envelope with his heart beating faster than usual. There was a letter and photos inside it. He gathered all his strength and looked at the photo. It was a photo of him and his brother. This was the last picture he took with his brother before he passed away. Tears started fighting to come out of his eyes, but he didn't make it easy. Later, he unfolded the paper that had a letter.

'He was the reason for you to choose this way. He believed in you. Remember when you guys used to play the Mafia game? He always chose to be the police and you always chose to be the Mafia. You used to win that game as a Mafia. But now you are playing the exact same game, but you are losing. You are failing to keep the promise you made. Is it because the police always lose, or are you playing it with the best player?'

Every single word made him lose his control. This person has too much information about him, and he still doesn't have any clue who it could be. Nonetheless, he had a suspicion about who this person could be. Yet he can't prove it.

"I swear, the day I prove that it is really you, that's going to be the last day of your life out of jail," he creased the letter as his eyes got watery. Just then, his phone rang, making him smile a bit. He then cleared his throat before answering.

***O.T.P***

"Hey, babe," he said, leaning back in his chair.

"Where are you?"

"Office, why are you in a hurry?"

"I will send you my location. I expect you in fifteen minutes."

"Sure, but is everything okay?" he asked, taking his jacket from the hangar.

"It's a surprise. Don't be late," saying that she hung up. After putting the envelope inside his drawer, he got out of his office. He didn't let anyone stop him as he pushed them to go to his girl.

He finally reached the address she sent him. It was a hotel. Although he was confused, he decided to go inside. She told him to ask the receptionist where her room was, o he went to her. She welcomed him with a warm smile.

"Hi, may I know the room of Regina Fernández,"

"Can you wait for a second," she said, dialing someone. "Ms. Fernández, there is someone who wants to see you," she said through the phone. After a few seconds, she put her palm on the phone and turned to Riccardo. "Your name, please"

"Riccardo"

"It's Riccardo," she waited for a moment before hanging up. "Room 204," she smiled.

"Thanks," Riccardo said, walking away.

When he finally got to the room, he knocked twice before twisting the door knob. The door was not locked, so it opened, revealing his girlfriend. She was sitting on the bed wearing red lingerie. He was surprised to see her like this.

"Too stunned to speak?" she asked with a smirk on her lips.

"You look. . ." he slowly walked towards her. "Stunning," he put his hand inside his pocket as he stood at the bottom of the bed. She kneeled on the bed, wrapping her hands around his neck.

"It is for you," she whispered on his lips.

"I'd like it if it wasn't at 3 p.m.," he whispered back.

"Are you complaining?" she pouted.

"Not at all," he said before claiming her lips hungrily. He then removed her hands from his neck and took them behind her back, grabbing both of them with his right hand. He broke the kiss and grabbed her chin with his left hand.

"Are you that needy for me, baby girl?" he asked, watching her squirm on his touch. She furiously nodded. "I can't hear a nod honey, use your beautiful mouth,"

"Y. . . Yes, please," she almost cried out.

"Good girl," he said, putting his head inside her neck, sucking her sensitive spot. She moaned loudly as soon as his hot tongue touched her skin. He knew she loved it, so he kept sucking her soft skin until he made a hickey. After he was satisfied with his mark, he looked at her red face, leaving her hands. She stared at him, confused.

"Now, lay down like the good girl you are," he removed his jacket.

"Do you want me to undress you, Daddy?" he gave her a nod, and she removed his clothes. The only thing he had was his boxer. When she was about to remove that, he stopped her.

"That's enough. Now lay down and let me do the rest," she obeyed his orders and lay on the bed, spreading her legs. He hovered above her and kissed her lips passionately. She wrapped her hands around his shoulder, but he caught them and pinned them beside her. He then moved his lips toward her jawline and neck. She was a moaning mess under him, and he loved that. After making several hickeys, he proceeded to her chest and removed her bra.

"Beautiful," he said before taking her nipple inside his mouth. Her breath hitched as she felt a hot, wet muscle move around her tits. Soon enough, he was sucking it as if his life depended on it while massaging the other one. He then left her wet boob to move to the dry one. He did the same thing with this one and moved his head to her belly. Her breath was becoming rougher every time he went down. He left some butterfly kisses on her stomach, making her go crazy. His head is now between her legs as he looks at her.

"Do I have permission to remove this?" he stared at her lustful eyes. She couldn't say anything but give him a nod. "What did I say, baby girl?" he raised a brow.

"Please. . ." she finally uttered.

"Please what?" he asked, playing with the string of her panties.

"Fuck me already!" she slightly shouted.

"Despite are we?" he smirked kissing her inside her thighs. He was kissing everywhere but the part she wanted him to touch. She jerked herself forward to show him where she wanted him, but he kept teasing her. He put his hands on her butt sliding her panties, and stopped midway, making her whine.

"Whining is not going to get you anything, darling," he said near her clothed core.

"Please, please, Daddy. I promise I'll be a good girl," she desperately begged.

"Good girl," he moved her panties aside. "I haven't touched you yet, but look how wet you are for me," he scoffed, looking at her. He finally removed the only peace of cloth that was covering her.

"Relax for me, baby," he breathed out on her and licked her slit, earning a loud moan from her. He then moved his head up and down, eating her out like his favorite meal. Her back arched from the pleasure, and her grip on the sheets became tighter. When he noticed that her hole was relaxed a little, he pushed two fingers inside. Her groans became louder this time.

"Does it hurt?" he stopped his movement.

"No, please move," she said, her eyes still closed. He fulfilled her wish and started moving his fingers in and out with his tongue still on her nub. She was on cloud nine from the pleasure. She couldn't stay laid as she kept trying to sit down. Later, her toes curled, and her whole body was tensed.

"I. . . I. . ." was the only word she could utter. He understood what she was trying to say, and he fastened the speed of his fingers. With a scream, she finally released her juices all over his fingers. He took his fingers out and hovered above her. She couldn't process anything as she was trying to normalize her breath. When she opened her eyes, he was licking his fingers.

"I'm not done with you," he removed his boxers and positioned himself between her legs. "Are you ready?"

"Yes," she said confidently.

"Tell me if it hurts," he kissed her lips slowly yet in a passionate manner. She melted in his kiss that she didn't notice that he was entering her until she felt a sharp pain on her entrance making her hiss. He paused for a moment to see if she was okay.

"Does it hurt?"

"A little,"

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No," she squeezed her eyes. "Are you fully in?"

"Just a little more to go," he said even though that was a lie. He looked down and saw how stiff her body was. "Can you relax a bit? You seem very tense,"

"Okay," she breathed out a couple of times until her body was relaxed and he fully entered her. His movements were slow since he didn't want to hurt her.

"Faster," she said closing her eyes.

"As you wish," he said picking up his speed. He buried his face inside her neck as he went fast. Their moans filled the room along with the skin-clapping sound. After a few moments, she was arriving at her climax.

"Am. . ." she couldn't say anything.

"I know, I'm close too," he rocked his hips at an almost inhuman speed. A few seconds later both of them released after screaming each other's names. He lay above her for a few moments to slow his breath down. He then got off of her and closed his eyes. The moment his eyes were closed, pictures started coming making him shoot his eyes open.

"Oh, my God!" Regina screamed rushing towards the bathroom. Riccardo was confused by her actions.

"What's wrong?"

"I have to finish the documents my boss gave me," she turned the shower on. Five minutes later she came out wearing a towel. "Come on, let's go!" she hurriedly wore her clothes, and so did he. They finally left the room and went to his car.

On their way to her apartment, he pressed his lips, trying to prevent his laughter. She wanted to shrug it off, but he didn't stop.

"Is everything okay?" she turned to him.

"Yeah, why did you ask?" his eyes were fixed on the road.

"Why are you trying not to laugh?"

"It felt like we were escaping from your boyfriend," saying that, he burst into laughter.

"Not funny," she pouted. He parked the car in front of a building and put his finger on her chin, making her face him. He then kissed her passionately removing her seat belt. He finally broke the kiss after slightly biting her lower lip.

"Love you," he smiled. She couldn't help but peck his lips. He went back to his seat and was about to open his door but she stopped him.

"If you come with me, I would probably be distracted,"

"Fine, then." He pinched her cheek. She got out of the car and waved him goodbye through the window before going inside the building.

She is now in front of her door looking for her keys. When she found them, she inserted it inside the door and tried to twist it, only to find out that it was already unlocked. She was really shocked because she was sure she locked it. She didn't waste any time as she took a gun out of her purse and slowly opened her door. When she turned the lights on, someone was sitting on her chair, sipping a wine.

"Welcome home, Regina!"