Amidst the embrace and joyous reunion between Angelo and Trisha, still catching their breath and enjoying the warmth of each other's arms once again, Trisha's mind juggled to something shocking. She pulled away a bit from Angelo and questioned the peculiar address the man who posed as a Priest had used.
"Wait. Master? Why is he calling you master?" She asked curiously.
Angelo knew this moment was going to come when both his wife and his sister would ask about all of this new status but the time wasn't as perfect as he planned it in his mind to reveal the details of everything to her.
Trying to ease her confusion, Angelo responded with a reassuring tone,
"I'll explain everything later. Let's focus on the moment for now."
The bizarre scene continued as the invading army who had just disrupted her wedding with Don Romero, now bowed before Angelo. Trisha couldn't understand what was happening and she sought further for answers.
"Why are they bowing to you like a king? What's going on, Angelo?"
"It's complicated, honey. I promise I'll tell you everything soon." Angelo reassured her once again to ease her confusion. He held her head and kissed her before giving her a warm hug once again.
"Am so happy to have you back baby. Thank God you're safe." He whispered into her ears.
Trisha had always respected Angelo as her husband, so she respected what he said also realizing that this wasn't the perfect time to seek answers to her bugging questions. Everywhere was steaming hot and chaotic from the gun battle, she was exhausted from the whole events that had happened for the past few days, and Angelo himself was rather preoccupied with having her back.
Just then, one of the soldiers whispered into Brandon's ear after which he pulled closer to Angelo signaling for his attention.
"Yes, Brandon. What is it?" Angelo asked him as he refrained from hugging his wife to focus on Brandon who sought his attention.
"Am sorry, Master. Your sister is nowhere to be found."
Angelo answered him immediately with a mix of disappointment and disbelief on his face,
"What do you mean, Brandon? She was here. I sighted her."
"True, Master. But somehow we lost her." Brandon responded gently.
The news of his sister's sudden disappearance fueled his frustration. Despite meticulously planning to bring down Don Romero and rescue his sister and his wife, his men failed to find his sister.
"How could we miss her? Search every inch of this island until she's found!" Angelo raised his voice strictly ordering his men into action.
His anger resonated through the orders he issued to intensify the search, shutting down the island until his sister was found.
"Continue the search! Shut down the entire island, secure every inch of it, and find her, now!"
Meanwhile, Don Romero, weakened and bleeding, groaned faintly on the ground. His life slowly drained with Brandon's blade still stuck in his chest. Angelo, shifting priorities, instructed his men to ensure Don Romero's survival for interrogation about Annabel's whereabouts.
"Get an ambulance here and take this man to our medical center. Keep him alive. I need to interrogate him about my sister."
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Back at the HOUSE OF ANGELS, Angelo, tormented by his inability to save his sister, paced restlessly. Trisha approached him, to offer him comfort.
"We'll find her, Angelo. You saved me; we'll save her too." She said to him, hugging him from behind.
Angelo hearing her voice and feeling the comfort that came from her body warmed him up to ease. He turned towards her and embraced her as they found solace in each other's presence. The weight of their shared experiences, from their last hug the morning he left for work to the event at the hospital and her parents' mansion, the persecution to sign the divorce papers and forcing them apart from each other, to the wedding and the disruptive invasion, all lingered in the air.
"Hope you know I would never betray my love for you? I signed those papers to save Annabel. I hope you understand." Trisha said to him quietly as she thought to reassure him of her love for him.
Angelo, understanding her sacrifice, cut her off gently.
"I know that, Love. You did what you had to do and you saved Annabel's life. We'll find her."
Angelo looked her in the eyes with a bright smile, the one woman he loved and married, who stubbornly stood by him despite all her wicked family did to tear them apart. His love for her surged through his heart like never before. In their five years of marriage, she took care of him all the while he was broke, yet she never complained. Thankfully, now he had all the money in the world to take care of her and repay her love.
"I love you so much, baby. And thank you for all you did for me." Tears rolled down his eyes as he recounted her deeds and his gratitude to her.
Trisha joined in the moment, still not understanding how everything changed and where she was but to her, the house didn't matter. They could be in the forest for all she cares, as long as she's in his embrace, that's all that mattered to her.
"Come let me ease you up and take the worries away." Trisha pushed him to the bed after those words.
She loosened his belt to take off his pants, brought out his cock, and sucked it like her life depended on it. After which she sat on it, plunging his heavy cock deep into her vagina, and rode on it like a wild horse. They moaned and groaned to the pleasure they were most familiar with and the intimacy they most enjoyed.
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The following morning, Angelo convened a meeting with his security heads to dissect the events of the invasion and their failure to rescue Annabel. His men had figured out how they lost his sister, Trisha's brothers escaped the wedding, taking her as their prisoner. Together, they deliberated on the intricacies of the escape.
"They planned this from the start. We underestimated them. They somehow knew we were going to attack the wedding and they plotted their escape."
The revelation led Angelo to make a decision that echoed with determination to find his sister and the re-emergence of the Kingdom of Angels.
"Wherever they are, we must find them. We're launching SCOURGE SICILY. It's time to take control."
PART ONE: THE RETURN!Angelo Bruno woke up to the aroma of a delicious meal served beside his bed by his lovely wife, Trisha Rodriguez.“Good morning, babe. Hope you slept well?” She asked as he stretched himself out of bed.“Awnn…baby. Did you make me breakfast? Thanks, honey” Angelo is used to sweet gestures like this from his wife ever since they got married for over five years now.Their marriage is of love but faces staunch opposition from Trisha’s family, the Rodriguezs, who had always seen Angelo as a poor, good-for-nothing son-in-law who has blinded their daughter with fake love. The Rodriguezs made it their life assignment to end this union by every means possible.“Come babe, I’ll drop you off at work.” Angelo was set to hit his usually busy day where he worked two jobs, first as a hotel attendant during the day and as a bartender at night. Trisha offered to drop him off at work just so they could spend even more time together.“You will do no such thing.” The voice from the
This wouldn’t be the first time Angelo took beatings because of his marriage to Trisha, but it was his first time taking beatings from Dirty Dog such as this. The doctor and nurses at the ICU tried their very best to keep him stabilized and alive.Beside him was his baby sister, Annabel, who is the only family he has; she is 19, and ever since the loss of their parents he had taken up responsibility for her. Also, his beloved wife, Trisha, was there with him as well as his only friend, Cortez.“Do you think he will be okay?” Annabel asked in tears as she watched her brother lying on the hospital bed almost lifeless.“Am sure he will, Annabel. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.” Trisha held her, trying to console her but they both burst into tears.★★★★★★★★★★★★“Clear this place now!” A voice commanded at the entrance hall of Saint Salvadore Hospital. “You heard the man. Everyone out this minute.” Another voice shouted.The Rodriguezs had just arrived at the hospital where Angelo w
Angelo slowly regained consciousness, finding his baby sister beside him, tears streaming down her face. He held her hand, thinking her distress was about him."Stop now, Annabel. Am alive, not dead. Or at least not yet."Annabel, attempting to mask her unease, was relieved to see her brother awake,"Angelo! Thank God. I didn't know what to think but I've been praying." She hugged her brother in her excitement not minding the pain it caused."Okay. Okay. Easy girl. You don't want to send me back to a coma now, do you?" Angelo's groans in pain jumped her attention back to his condition and she immediately pulled back from him, still feeling excited to see him awake.Angelo had been in a coma for 48 hours with the doctors and nurses doing all they could to make sure he survived. Their efforts did pay off. His waking up was not without questions in his mind, although Dirty Dog had destabilized his system, his memory was still alive to figure out things."Where is Cortez? He brought me he
Angelo's heart shattered at the echoes of the proposed marriage between his wife and Don Romero. His not fully recovered body ached with the pains all rushing back at him. Stunned, he found himself incapable of comprehending the magnitude of the information he just received and although he wished he could do something about it, he just couldn't because he was a nobody and Don Romero wasn't a class to mess with.Don Romero runs the biggest mafia organization in all of Sicily, he is the dreadiest and most powerful mafia boss in Sicily. Everyone knew his name and feared for who he was. Trisha's three brothers worked for him with Jack and Juan working closely with him at his headquarters, and Johnnie ran the Castellazo carter on his behalf in Avalon.Even the governor and mayor of Sicily couldn't challenge Don Romero, it was rumored that he assassinated the last governor, kidnapped his deputy, and forced the city to run another election which he seized to put his man in power as the new g
"No. Annabel!!!" Angelo shouted in shock, "Please, don't hurt her, just let her go. I beg of you." His pleading fell on deaf ears.Angelo's heart pounded as he rushed toward his sister. Confusion etched his face as he approached her, intent on shielding her from them. Before he could move any further or utter another word, Dirty Dog's fist struck with lightning speed, sending Angelo sprawling to the ground, his body wracked with pain.Don Romero, his interest piqued by the sight of Angelo's sister, issued a chilling order. "Bring her along. We'll auction her to my rich friends."Angelo, grappling with the agony from the beating, attempted to rise and voice his protest. Yet, Dirty Dog relentlessly enforced his menacing reputation, delivering blows that left Angelo gasping for breath.Helpless and battered, Angelo lay there as Don Romero seized both his sister and his wife on the same day. It was a brutal display of power, a stark reminder of his powerlessness against the ruthless Mafi
The event that just unfolded left the Rodriguezs in a surreal state of disbelief as if trapped in a dream or a whimsical journey to an imaginary realm. Enveloped in confusion, their minds drifted into an emptiness of thoughts.The sounds of gunshots in the air shattered the illusion, forcing them to the harsh reality as they instinctively dropped to the ground, shivering.The powerful man, who had just referred to Angelo as "MASTER" brought out a device resembling a pen from his suit pocket. With swift precision, he pressed it against Angelo's arm, administering a shot that worked like a magical elixir, instantly filling him with strength. Angelo, who moments ago had been left incapacitated, now stood on his own two feet, restored to full strength as if untouched by the recent turmoil.A security detail, bearing a majestic white coat adorned with 24-carat diamonds, approached with regal grace. The glittering coat, a symbol of power and authority, was brought before Angelo. The powerfu
As Angelo and Brandon soared through the skies in the helicopters, the wind whipping around them, Angelo's instructions echoed in the air. "Seize the Rodriguez estate, bring them all, including Dirty Dog and his men. Lock them in the Angels’ Bunker, 50 feet beneath 'THE HOUSE OF ANGELS.'" The urgency in his voice conveyed the gravity of the situation."Yes sir!" Brandon responded. "I want 20 men and three armored vehicles stationed at the estate. No one goes in unless on my command. And bring all the prisoners." Brandon quickly passed Angelo's instructions to the captain of their forces.Amid their flight, Angelo and Brandon discussed their next move. The armored vehicles, a formidable procession, trailed behind, carrying the prisoners from the Rodriguez estate. Angelo's plan unfolded, the first strike aimed at punishing the Rodriguezs and their agents.The helicopters touched down at the Angels’ residence, a place known as the epicenter of power for the Angels. For 20 years now, it
Don Romero being the biggest Mafia boss in all of Sicily wouldn't have a mere wedding particularly as he intends to demonstrate his powers over the powerless.The wedding was held on his private island in Sicily with an invitation to the biggest names in the country including the President of Italy, Carlos Navarro. Sicily was bustling with the movement of people to various locations where they were forced by the Don's local gangsters to watch the wedding on screens. A subtle reminder that they were poor and powerless and Don Romero owned Sicily and everyone in it."Today ought to be a great day for us but now it's a day of terror and humiliation," Baron cried to his wife, Stella, as they got ready for the event that morning.Stella took a deep breath as she helped her husband with his tie, and she responded to him,"We are lucky to still be alive right now. For everything we did to Angelo, he should have our heads by now.""But that's the problem, we don't know what he is planning for