My Bad Boy's Secret: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (204 page)

“We never had a fight,” I said loudly. “I have no idea what the hell’s going on. Rose is lying. She’s full of crap. We had a date last week and she was happy. I was happy too. I don’t know what happened to her, but she lied to you.”

That made Luciana frown. “See, I knew she must have made it up. I think she’s been lying to you for a while. Rose can be a bitch sometimes. She likes to find guys and string them along, then leave them hurt and confused after she’s had her fun with them. I’m sorry this happened to you. There’s no telling who she does it to.”

I wanted to choke Rose for pulling this shit. Right now, it felt like she reached directly into my chest and tore my heart into a million pieces.

Luciana must have seen how angry and devastated I was, because she pulled me into a hug and kissed me on my cheek. “I really like you, Robert,” she whispered. “I really am sorry, and I want to help you get over it.”

“What do you have in mind?”

She pulled back and looked at me with slyly. “Come with me out into the forest. I have a private cabin. We can spend the weekend there and comfort each other.”

I liked what she had in mind, and I tried my best to smile.

She gave me a long and sweet kiss. “I’m glad you approve. You don’t need to pack anything; I’ve got all the supplies we need. I’m going to make you happy again.”

She took me by the hand and led me out of my apartment and to her car, then handed me the keys. “You drive. The directions are already in the GPS. I have other things I have to do.”

After leaving Atlanta city limits and reaching an empty stretch of Interstate 285 surrounded by tall trees, I realized what Luciana meant by “other things” when she tied her hair back in two loose pigtails and leaned down to my lap. I pushed my seat back to give her room, and she undid my belt and zipper. My hard cock popped out eagerly, and Luciana didn’t waste any time. She had fruity pink lip gloss on and gobs of saliva ready, and began licking my dick enthusiastically. She spat and lathered my shaft, pushing her tongue all over. I exhaled heavily and moaned at her rotating the tip of her tongue above the tip of my dick, firing off all the nerves to make me feel in ecstasy. She was relentless, gulping down my balls and wetting them in seconds, and moved her hands up and down my cock in the corkscrew way. She pushed back my foreskin and her warm and moist mouth coaxed plenty of precum out of me. I encouraged her by pushing my hand down on her head.

The thrill of Luciana sucking me off in public and me driving on the highway was almost uncontrollable, but I tried to stay as calm as possible. I kept driving and she continued sucking, slurping, and jacking. Her talented hands never left my body, massaging my dick and balls at all the right points, and sometimes scratching my hairy groin to relieve itches. No woman ever sucked my cock as awesomely as she did. I listened closely to the loud gulps and squishes she made as she pleasured me. She never got up to take a breath, but kept her lips wrapped around me and bobbed up and down. There were even a few times when she got more than half of my dick down her throat, but she usually coughed and backed off, and then tried again to swallow my whole cock.

I lost track of how much time went by. Not that I cared. Finally, though, I couldn’t hold myself back. I was going to crash or my balls were going to explode from all the cum inside them. I think she felt the rush of cum as well, and she sucked even faster and harder.

“I’m gonna cum,” I shouted. I didn’t have much time. Luciana was ready, and clamped her mouth tightly to suck. I helped by pushing her head down further. Right after I finished talking, my balls quivered, and the shock went up my dick to the tip. I ejaculated wave after wave, and heard my cum shoot out and enter her mouth. I felt like I just released a kidney stone, and that I was finally free of a rope strangling my dick. Luciana gave a muffled moan and wiggled her head. She lapped up all my cum, careful to not let any big amount spill out. She kept most of my cock in the embrace of her hot and juicy mouth and was still licking it everywhere to get more cum out.

That blowjob lifted a weight off me. The cloud that was following me lately went away, and I was way happier than I thought was possible after having my heart broken. Luciana slowly popped my dick away from her lips, separating from the long strands of cum, and gave my cock a soft kiss, trying not to let any cum drip out of her mouth. She kept my load balanced above her tongue. For a few seconds, I took my eyes off the road and watched as she widened her mouth to show me it, swirled and gurgled it, and finally swallowed the thick pile.

“You’re so big,” she panted. “That’s one of the biggest loads I ever got. I knew you were special.” She put her hand up to wipe her mouth, and licked off the rest of the cum I blasted her face with. She did it slowly and sexily to make me hard again.

I was panting from all the pleasure. I was lucky I hadn’t crashed and killed both of us. We were both a mess. Her lips, nose, and chin were soaked with semen, and I had messed up some of her makeup. My lap was totally wet, warm, and sticky.

“And that was one of the best blowjobs any girl ever gave me,” I congratulated her. “You’re amazing.” I had to stop myself, because for a second I was going to say “I love you”, and we never even dated, unless you count those times we fucked. And I didn’t. But after all these good times together, I was falling for Luciana. I was seriously in love. Maybe I was an idiot for thinking it, but she was beautiful and kind and happy. Just being with her made me feel better. She was like sunshine, and I’d been under rain clouds for so long. Did she feel the same way about me? I hoped so.

We spent the rest of the ride quietly blissful. In no time at all, we got to the cabin. It was small and cozy, with a kitchen, bedroom, and even TV and computer. We took a shower together, and Luciana went to the kitchen to cook dinner. I got on the computer and checked my email. The only email I had recently was from Rose telling me that she had a great time and was looking forward to seeing me again soon.

I knew now that she was full of shit. I kind of wanted to punch the screen. But maybe, just maybe, I could reach out to her and understand why she lied and led me on. And if I was never going to see her again, I might as well tell her the truth about me. Let her see the real me, and scare her with the real me. If she was going to be dishonest, I was going to be honest, and make her see what a bitch she was for leaving.

I began typing an email to her.

“Rose, this is the guy who called himself Robert and fell in love with you, then had his heart broken. When I first met you, I thought you were a total cunt. When I got to know you better, I thought you were an angel. Now, I think I wasn’t wrong the first time.

“Luciana told me you were playing with me the whole time. That’s low. I didn’t think you were capable of that. I liked how brave and tough you are, and you’re a smart woman. You never seemed fake.

“I’m going to be totally open with you, to show you how people should be. My name isn’t really Robert. It’s Blake. I called myself Robert to start a new life, because I don’t really like the guy Blake is. I’m trying to live a good life. I’ve done things I’m not proud of. I’m sorry I lied to you, but if you knew who Blake is, you wouldn’t like him.

“If you get this, write back and at least let me know why you led me on. If you’re never going to see me again, at least don’t lie again. I really liked you, and I thought we had something. I kind of hope you’ll come back and say ‘just kidding!’ and say it was all a big joke. But fat chance.”

I wrote “Blake” at the very bottom. My name stared at me, all alone.

I was pretty tired from the long drive, but I wasn’t sure I wrote everything I wanted to say. I saved my email under “drafts” and walked over to the kitchen, where Luciana was chopping some vegetables.

“Do you mind if I lie down a bit? I’m kind of tired,” I said.

“Of course not,” she responded with her sweet smile. “Go onto the bed. I might join you. Dinner’s almost done.”

I crawled onto the king-size mattress and conked out immediately. When I woke up, everything was black. I’d dozed off for three hours.

There was only silence around me. I could smell something good. I staggered to the kitchen and saw freshly steaming vegetable risotto on the table. A card next to it read: “Went out for walk. Eat up when you get up, then come find me!”

Since I hadn’t eaten all day, I was starving, and I ate most of the risotto up in minutes. The taste was amazing. When I was full, I noticed that Luciana still wasn’t around.

I grabbed on my jacket and went out to see if she was there. The sky was dark blue with stars scattered around. It was a gorgeous thing that no one could see in the big city. The cabin was the only house around. We were totally on our own.

I walked along the dirt road we had driven on. I didn’t want to go too far, but where was Luciana? And why did everything feel so heavy?

I thought I was high at first, but I was having trouble walking. Lifting my limbs was really tough. My eyes were fogging up with black spots, and my head hurt like needles were stabbing my skull.

Crunching sounds came from all sides, even though my ears felt like they were being stuffed with cotton. Then I fell down, since my legs couldn’t move anymore. From the side, I saw legs approaching me. And I saw those bare tan legs that I knew belonged to Luciana.

I rolled onto my back. It hurt too much to even think what was happening. I could make out faces, but they were melting into circles. There were guys in leather jackets who became blobs, and I could feel them carrying me and tying me up.

“I really like you, Blake,” someone said. I wanted to scream and run, but I couldn’t.

“But when I realized who you were, I liked you so much I wanted to introduce you to my family. The Maggadinos. They’re very happy to meet you.”

My brain told my body to move, but my body wasn’t listening.

“You know who really wants to meet you? The Blood Brothers.”

END OF PART 2

Chapter 1 – Luciana

              My plan came to fruition perfectly, if I do say so myself. Blake would’ve put up too much of a fight if he were conscious, so drugging him was the only way to make the job feasible. Adding the sedatives to the risotto was and ingenious move on my part. It blended perfectly with the food and the flavor was impossible to distinguish.

              True, I didn’t count on Blake taking a nap. That threw my plan a bit out of whack, and we didn’t know what time we could take him away, but he still ended up eating my risotto. Considering the amount of barbiturates I poured in, it was no surprise he went out like a light in a matter of minutes. Waiting outside for him paid off, and he couldn’t put up a fight after ingesting all those chemicals.

              The guys bound Blake’s limbs with tough wire rope and gagged his mouth. They threw him into the back of a van. There was no way he was getting away under our watch.

              “Angelo, Stefano, sit in the back and keep Blake here, company,” I ordered. Since daddy was getting older and wanted me to take a more proactive role in leading the family, he let me do most of the planning and commanding this time.

              I got out my keys and followed daddy to my BMW. We were now on the last leg of our mission, which was to meet the Blood Brothers and collect our reward money. Everything was pretty sweet.

              At first, I ignored the sound of tires rolling. But then very bright headlights grew bigger behind me, and I had to turn to see who was coming. This was bad. We weren’t expecting company.

              When my eyes adjusted to the light and I saw the logo on the side of the truck approaching us, I stamped my foot in anger. “Fuck!” I shouted. It was spontaneous. Of all the awful luck, we had the Department of Fish and Wildlife show up out of nowhere. I specifically made sure that we would be somewhere remote at night so that nobody would find us. Now we had company, and they couldn’t leave after seeing what we were doing.

              The truck stopped, and two officers emerged. “Excuse me, what are you doing out here, and what is wrong with that man?” asked one officer, a woman who pointed her flashlight at Blake’s senseless body being carried. The other officer, a man, had his hand on the butt of his pistol.