Taken by Two Mobsters

Laura Brando narrating:

Anxiously I positioned myself next to the table, running my trembling hands over the cleavage that highlighted my breasts. Only the lights of the candles on the table illuminated the kitchen of the apartment. A strong knock against the door made my heart race, it was him, the man I will marry in a few days. Silently I waited for him to enter with a smile on my red lips.

Which ceased, giving way to shattered eyes.

The shock of seeing the man I will marry in three days walk in kissing my best friend.

"Candles... I thought it would be quick since silly Laura will be here soon, you should get it over with. I can't stand her as a friend." Deborah, who I thought was my best friend said falling into laughter along with Edgar.

I felt unable to say anything, seeing my fiancé on her body on the couch, so lost in her breasts that he didn't even realize I was there. Feeling my legs weaken, I leaned on the table knocking over the bottle of wine that was on it, looking at that disturbing scene.

"Laura... what are you doing here?" Edgar, my fiancé said in astonishment at seeing me, getting up quickly.

"Friend! You left early" Débora said cynically, straightening her clothes as she settled on the sofa with a smile on her lips.

"When I get back, I don't want to find a piece of your clothing in this house." I said grabbing my coat and walking towards the door, but being stopped by Edgar's strong hands that grabbed my arm.

"Laura, it was all a misunderstanding.... Deborah came grabbing me..."

Dumbfounded by the way he thought I was a fool I just stared into his eyes feeling every part of me break. Pulling my arm out of his hand, I opened the door and walked out.

"You're going out the door, is that it Laura? We get married in three days...are you going to throw away everything we've lived for?" Edgar shouted angrily as if it was my mistake, while I just walked away down the hallway leaning on the wall. "It's not going to stay that way Laura"

Stopping at a bar, I leaned on the counter, the only company I could have tonight was the glass, there was no one else I could count on. Bringing the glass to my lips as the tears flowed, I saw out of the corner of my eye Edgar's father sit down next to me.

"Dear Laura" Magno, my father-in-law whispered in a wry tone since we don't get along as he called the bartender over.

"Your son was quick, I hope he's that quick to get his belongings out of my apartment"

"Yours? Laura I never liked you I must admit, so I'll be quick... I'm a businessman, I can't afford to cancel your wedding, so you got married, and lived happily, I don't care if you saw him with another woman." Magno said already getting up.

"I don't care if you are humiliated, I will not get married" I said, changing my angry voice and positioning myself in front of him in a confrontational way.

"Yes, sweet Laura, or have you forgotten that you are pledged in debt, the apartment you live in is paid for by me because Edgar lives there, including working for one of my partners, and it is worth mentioning that the rehabilitation clinic that keeps your mother away also comes out of my pocket. See you at the church door in three days, bitch." Magno shouted for everyone around to hear.

'' Hey... asshole'' a man approached and punched Magno in the face. '' If you call her a bitch one more time, you'll get another one''.

Incredulous and still frightened, I looked at the embarrassed countenance of Magno who just walked out the door with his nose bleeding, I could not contain a smile.

'' Your father-in-law is an asshole, get her a drink.''

The man said sitting on the bench next to me, he had a rude posture, he was tall, older, maybe about forty-five, with a black leather jacket and a white T-shirt underneath that showed his defined body. I couldn't deny how attractive he was, even more so for defending me.

'' I couldn't listen to him call you a slut without doing anything. Besides, I'm sorry if your fiancé doesn't know how to contemplate your beautiful cleavage.'' He said bringing his glass of whiskey to his mouth and looking at me with a desire in his eyes.

'' He contemplates more my best friend's.'' I said ironically sitting down again.

Somehow, that man with the desire in his eyes managed to chill me again, as if bringing a dose of calm by showing that I could still be attractive to someone. However, a part of me broke every time Edgar came into my thoughts, after all, I was betrayed by the man I love so much.

'' Then allow me to teach you how they should be contemplated ... ''

The man said approaching in a way that I could feel his alcohol breath, I stared into his eyes, and a shiver ran through me leading me to bring my lips closer to his.

'' An asshole like all the others ... '' I whispered rudely getting up ready to leave.

When I felt the cold night wind blowing it was as if it also brought all the chaos again. I walked down the street remembering Magno's words, really, I was in his hands, there was nothing I could do but go back home and lie in bed with someone as despicable as Edgar, who destroys me in every way, but still dominates a part of me.

In an elucidated way the anger rose in my veins paralyzing my steps, and hatred overwhelmed me causing a thirst for revenge to be born in my chest. With each stab I felt making me bleed the pain of remembering Edgar, led me to lose myself in my own storm, as if I needed to cling to the calm generating even more chaos, but a chaos that could alleviate at least a part of mine, and I felt that that man who defended me would be that dose that chaos I needed.

Rushing through the doors of the bar again, I walked to the stool where I was sitting, the man was still in the same place, pulling him by his leather jacket I led him to the men's room, opening the door and pushing him inside.

Looking at his eyes of excitement it was as if a crazy version was reborn in me, which made me look at him provocatively while biting my lips and being tortured by the desire to feel his strong hands on my body.

''Show me how you can contemplate my cleavage''

I told him, and I saw him rage coming towards me and pushing me against the door as he opened my coat in a rude and exciting way, bursting the straps of my dress he revealed my black lace bra, he stared at me maddened by excitement sliding his tongue across my breast while tearing off my bra, with light bites on the nipple of my breast I could feel my panties get wet.

His hands lifted my dress as he lifted me off the floor and placed me on the bathroom sink, I looked at him panting watching him go down between my legs tearing my panties while I ripped off his jacket, feeling him insert his tongue into me my nails dug into his well-defined back.

'' I know how to appreciate much more than your cleavage... I know how to appreciate your sweet taste''

He moaned in my ear panting as he pulled my hair and penetrated me with a certain force that made me throw my neck back without being able to contain my moan. My hips thrust closer to him, madly as his hands touched every part of my body feeling him penetrate me harder and harder, pulling me off the sink, he propped me against the cold wall covering my screams that I was unable to contain in the midst of an orgasm as I felt him cum. Setting me down, his lips touched every part of my body.

''Now can you tell me your name?

''Aron, Aron Curry''