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Nothing, I answered in my mind. The bitch sold her children to monsters to maintain her lifestyle.
“Arlo,” she whispered, shame dripping from her voice.
“You want more money?” Arlo grabbed the back of her head. “My dick won’t suck itself.”
And I thought Luca was an asshole.
She hesitated, her eyes pointed up at him, then she licked the tip of his thick cock. I hated myself for watching this scene play out. But a part of me enjoyed seeing her so vulnerable, at his mercy. After years of torment, she deserved Arlo’s wrath.
“Wait until my Sicilian friends come to town,” he taunted in a casual but nasty tone, encouraging her to take more of him in her mouth. “You’re older than the women they prefer, but I think you’ll make a nice addition to their collection.”
“Arlo, I will do whatever you want… but don’t do that to me. Please.”
He fisted her hair in his hand, mouth twisted in anger. “You will do whatever I say, Scarlett.”
I stepped into the room and cleared my throat. Mom’s eyes widened in horror, her cheeks puffed out from his size. Arlo stepped back, and his cock fell from her lips. He glared at me, not bothering to tuck himself back into his pants like this was normal.
“Alex, I told you to go home earlier,” my mom said, unable to meet my gaze. “You need to leave.”
Arlo turned so I could see him in all of his glory.
Damn.
His sons had gotten more than their good looks from him.
“Alex, please,” she pleaded. “Just go.”
“Listen to your mother,” Arlo said in a snarky tone. He grabbed her head and forced her to suck his cock. “You don’t want to watch this, Alexandrea.”
No, I don’t…
My mom gasped for air as he fucked her mouth, not the least bit ashamed for doing this in front of me. I ran out of her office and down the hallway, headed toward my office. As I turned around the bend, I crashed into Marcello’s hard chest.
He hooked his arm around me before I fell, pressing my breasts into his chest. “What’s the rush, princess?”
“I just saw your dad’s dick in my mom’s mouth.” Breathing hard, I shook my head, still in disbelief. “Did you know he was here?”
Marcello gave me the creepiest smirk.
I sighed. “What the fuck? This town… your family. Just get me out of here.”
He held open the back door for me. “Let’s go.”
I followed him outside. “Is this a normal occurrence with our parents?”
He nodded. “Your mom sold her soul to the Devil a long time ago.”
“Is this really about money? I mean, I’ve always known she owed your dad and that he paid for most of the things we had… but I didn’t realize their relationship was sexual.”
Marcello opened the passenger door for me. “It wasn’t when my mom was alive.”
I made myself comfortable in his fancy sports car as he crossed in front of the hood and slid behind the wheel. Marcello looked sexy in this car, dark and scary but also powerful.
“What was it like when your mom was alive?” I asked as he started the engine.
Marcello tugged his seatbelt across his chest. “My dad has never been a nice guy. But with my mom, he was different. She was the only person he ever loved.”
“You don’t think he loves you and your brothers?”