The smaller guy, we'll call him Frank knocked on Joe's door, while they waited for him to answer the bigger one yanked her arm. "Remember the rules, keep your mouth shut and do whatever he wants."

The door opened and Joe smiled. "Yes, my kitten has finally arrived," he said rubbing his hands together and then stepped aside to let them enter. He looks at her, putting his hand under her chin and lifted her head up. "You are much prettier in person. We are going to be really good at doing bad things together." He noticed the red mark around her neck and knew if Kyle saw it he would flip out.

"Sign here," Frank said when he handed Joe the form. "If you have any trouble with her just call us and we'll come back and have a few words with her."

Joe laughed. "There won't be any need for that, I know how to handle these bitches," he said, putting his fingers on his belt, letting the men know what he meant.

Once the men had left and he shut the door he turned to look at her. "Kiera, I'm so sorry, I hope you know that what I said was just an act. Come on and sit down. Would you like something to drink?"

She shook her head and went and sat on the sofa.

"Just relax, Kyle wanted me to call him the moment you got here." He got on his phone and started talking to him. "Calm down man, she just got here and she's alright, yup, hang on," he said and handed her the phone. "He wants to talk to you."

"Kyle," she said, taking the phone. It had only been just a little over an hour but already she was missing him. "I miss you so much. No, I'm alright but do you have to wait so long in coming to get me?" She listened to him talk for a few minutes. "I love you too," she said before handing the phone back to Joe.

After a few words with Kyle, he hung up and sat across from her. "We're going to be here for a few hours. Are you hungry? I could heat up some leftovers or order in takeout."

"I'm not hungry," she answered, looking around the apartment.

"Kiera, when I first found out that he called that site and you showed up I thought the worse about you. But knowing you and how Kyle feels about you I know now how wrong I was. I'm sorry for what you've been through but he will help you. The guy is crazy in love with you, he's never felt this way before."

She looked at him, her eyes were scratchy from crying. "He's the kindest man I've ever met and when I'm with him I feel so safe. I never believed in love until I met him, but I'm hopelessly in love with him."

"I can see that, now let's have a drink. I have beer and wine, which would you prefer?"

"I wouldn't mind a beer," she answered. He was being so nice to her and she started to relax a little.

He got up and left the room, bringing back two beers, one he had put in a glass for her. "So what shall we do? We can play cards, watch TV or just talk." He couldn't help liking her, she was so sweet and he understood how Kyle fell in love with her so quickly.

"Let's talk, tell me how you two met."

"Kyle and I go way back, since high school and we've been friends ever since. I was the nerd but he was the popular one. He played football, had lots of girlfriends but he was a good guy, nice to everyone. We went to college together and shared a dorm room. I even had a crush on Judy at one time but he was so protective of her and told me to stay away from her."

"If you liked her he really had no right to tell you that."

"In a way he did, I was kind of a player once we went to college. Making up for my high school years. Anyways she met Roy and they fell deeply in love so it all worked out." "Is there no one in your life now?" she asked. She was curious about the man Kyle seemed to trust.

"I haven't found the right one yet, but I'm still hoping. If Kyle can find love then there's hope for me. Hey, you want some pizza?"

She smiled, feeling more at ease with him and the thought of pizza sounded good. "I could eat some."

He ordered the pizza and while they waited he got them another beer and they talked some more. He told her more about himself and some of the antics he and Kyle had gotten into over the years. Pizza came and after eating they turned on the TV.

"I'm sorry you have to stay and babysit me, I'm sure you'd rather be out with a woman and having some fun," she said, yawning. Though she felt bad about him having to give up his night to stay with her she was still glad that she wasn't alone.

"I had no plans for tonight, besides I'm enjoying your company. You're tired," he said when he saw her yawn. "If you like you can go lay down on my bed and get some sleep before Kyle picks you up." He could see she was having trouble keeping her eyes open.

"I'm alright. I don't want to take your bed, I'll just lay my head down here. You really don't have to stay with me, you can go to bed."

"Don't be silly, I have to wait up for Kyle. Come with me and I'll show you where the bedroom is," he said, waiting for her to follow him. "You should be comfortable in here and don't worry, as soon as Kyle gets here I'll wake you."

"Thank you, maybe I will rest for a little while." When he left she laid down, she felt drained and it wasn't long before she had drifted off to sleep.

Joe had just dozed off when he heard the knock, getting up he goes over and opens the door and finds Kyle there wearing jeans and a hoodie. "What are you wearing?" he asked, snickering and then noticed the other hoodie in his hand.

"I didn't want anyone to recognize me, where's Kiera?" he asked, walking in and looking around.

"She's in my bed."

Kyle swung around to look at Joe, he lowered his brow, his nostrils flared. "You son of a bitch, what did you do to her?" he asked, grabbing him by the collar.

"Holy shit, I didn't do anything to her," he said pulling his hands away. "Damn man, calm down. She was falling asleep so I told her to go lay down on my bed. You know I wouldn't try anything with your girl."

"Joe, I'm sorry. I've just been a nervous wreck since she left."

"She's asleep right now so let me pour you a drink before you wake her up." He walked over to his mini bar and taking out a bottle of whiskey poured them both a shot.

"How was she when those men brought her here, did they harm her?"

"Well, the big ugly one had a tight grip on her arm and she did have a mark around her neck but it faded, she looked scared as shit. We had a nice long talk and I see now how you fell in love with her, she's super sweet."

"I never intended on falling in love, it just happened," he said, finishing off his drink.

They both turned their heads when they heard her enter the room and called out.

Hearing voices coming from the other room she sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes that were still scratchy from crying. It was Kyle's voice she heard so jumping off the bed hurried out of the room and seeing him she called out his name. When he turned to her she ran into his arms, letting him lift her up as he wrapped his arms tightly around her.

"God baby, I've been worried sick about you." He sat her down and cupping her face in his hands he kissed her, it was a deep and passionate kiss, not caring that they had an audience. "Let's get you home," he said when he finally pulled away. "Put this on," he said handing her the hoodie.

"Kyle, you know once you get back to your place it might not be a good idea to be seen with her, in case they happen to see you together," Joe said as he watched the way they were with each other.

"Shit, I never thought of that." He looked at her, placing his hands on her shoulders. "He's right, we can't be seen together. It might be best if you stay here and I can come to see you."

"What? no way," she cried out.

"Kiera, if you come with me you'll have to stay hidden inside my suite the whole time. You won't be able to go out by the pool or the restaurants or shopping."

"I don't care, I'm staying with you," she said. Burying her head in his chest she started sniffling.

"You'll be bored to death," he said, his hand stroking her head.

"I won't be bored. I'll clean, cook, watch TV and read. I'll keep busy, just let me go home with you." She looked up at him. "I was chained up to a wall in a cold damp cell, I know I can handle staying inside a luxury hotel suite."

"Alright," he said, giving in. Before leaving he turned to Joe. "Try and keep a low profile in case they are watching you. Oh, and they might call you in a couple of days to see how things are going. If they ask to talk to her make up an excuse as to why she can't come to the phone."

"Kyle, I got this, don't worry about a thing," Joe said as he walked them over to the door.

When she put on the hoodie he pulled the hood up over her head. As soon as the elevator doors closed he pulled her into his arms, placing his lips on hers. He couldn't wait to get her home, she would be safer there than out here in the open. He let out a sigh of relief when they left the building and got into his vehicle without anyone being around.

She moved over closer to him as he drove and she liked when he put his arm around her shoulders.

"Joe said you had a mark on your neck, did one of them do that to you?"

Leaning her head on his shoulder she started telling him what went down. "One of them put their hand around my throat and took the money out of my bra. They searched my luggage and the smaller one said they should take turns with me before delivering me to Joe. I was so scared, I thought they were actually going to do it. The other one said they didn't have time but said when the month was up they would have some fun with me before taking me back to the agency."

He felt the rage boiling in his veins. The thought of how those men treated her and what they wanted to do he hoped that someday he'd be able to beat the shit out of them. "They aren't going to get near you again, I'll make sure of it."

Making it back to his place without being seen they went to the bedroom, getting undressed they got into bed. Even though it was late they both wanted, more like needed each other. Their kisses became more passionate, he climbed on top of her and entered her after finding how wet she was.

"Kyle, don't you want to use protection?"

"You're still taking the pill aren't you?" he asked, stopping what he was doing to look at her. He knew she had used protection when she was with her ex, and he also always used condoms so he knew they were both clean.

"Yes," she answered.

He touched her face lovingly. "I know when we had unprotected sex in Itlay I had you take the morning after pill but it was different between us then. I only had you take it for extra protection but now I don't see the need for the condoms. But if you want me to put one on I will."

She liked the feel of his cock uncovered inside her, it felt hard and velvety. Thinking back to that night and how much better it felt she traced his lips with her fingers. "No, I don't want you to put one on, it's so much better without one."

He smiled and started thrusting, going deep and watching her face when he went faster, loving the sounds of her moans. There wasn't a lot of foreplay, but their lovemaking was tender and sweet.

She woke up feeling like crap, her head felt like it was going to explode and her throat was so dry it hurt. Getting out of bed she put on what was closest to her, his shirt. She looked at him sleeping before going into the tiny kitchen and poured herself a large glass of water. She then started the coffee, knowing that Kyle would want one when he woke up. It still bothered her the way he turned from loving into an angry man. She looked up when she saw him enter the kitchen and poured them both some coffee, handing one to him. Her heart began to race when she saw him shirtless, his defined muscles still damp from the shower he must have taken while she was in making the coffee.

He didn't look at her when he took the mug from her and sat down. But when she went up behind him, putting her arms around his neck and started kissing his neck he pushed her away. "You can knock off the act, kitten," he said, emphasizing the word kitten.

Shocked she pulled away. "What?" she asked, walking around to face him."

"You heard me," he snapped.

"I don't understand, what act?"

He banged his fist on the table, making her jump. "Pretending that you like what we've been doing. Do they teach you how to fake your orgasms and how to act like you are enjoying being with the client? Do you take me for some kind of fool?"

Tears sprang to her eyes. "What's gotten into you and why are you talking to me like this?"

"When I was fucking you in that alleyway you made a comment."

"What comment?" she asked, trying to hold back her tears.

"You said that's why you're here, to give me what I want."

"Well it's true, that's why you called the site and picked me."

"So you were faking all along, you just fed my ego, you let me think you were enjoying it as much as I was."

"Kyle, we are told to give the clients whatever they want, to do whatever they say. We were told to fake it, to pretend but I wasn't pretending with you. I came to you planning on doing so but I liked being with you. I never once faked my orgasm and as for having to give you whatever you wanted, well, I wanted to please you and not because they told me I had to."

He watched as she walked over to the counter, though her back was to him he knew she was crying. Getting up he goes over and puts his hands on her shoulders. "I'm sorry. I should have discussed it with you before jumping to conclusions. You have to understand that even though I'm paying for your time I still want to know that you are being honest and also enjoying us being together."

"The way you talked to me, it made me feel cheap, like a whore."

He swung her around to face him. "Don't say that. You're not a whore."She lowered her eyes. "But you're paying to have sex with me, so that does make me one, a prostitute."

He cupped her face in his hand and lifted her face up so that he could look into her eyes. "No, you're not. You don't belong in this business, I can see that and I want you to quit."

"I can't, they won't let me."

"What do you mean they won't let you?"

"Kyle please, just drop it."

Seeing how upset she was and how pale his heart went out to her. "You will tell me before we leave here to go back home. But now I have a breakfast meeting to attend. I'll order you some room service and then you go back to bed and get some rest. You look like death warmed over."

"I do feel sick from all that beer I drank last night."

He pulled her into his arms, he felt like a heel for the way he treated her. "I'll be back as soon as I can. I just need to talk to someone about the new machines that I'm thinking of bringing into my casino."

After ordering her some room service he made her go to bed while he got dressed and when her food came he took it into her. Giving her a kiss he left for his meeting.

Not being able to eat much of the food she went back to sleep, waking two hours later. Kyle still wasn't back so she went and took a quick shower and then after drying off she put his shirt back on. Feeling more like herself she goes to make some coffee and to have a drink of water, she vowed never to drink that much ever again.

She looked up from her coffee when she heard him walk in, in his hands were some flowers. She felt her heart racing when he walked over to her and touched the side of her face.

"You look much better than you did earlier. I'm sorry I took so long and especially for this morning. I got these flowers for you, hoping you'll forgive me."

Putting her coffee down she takes the flowers from him and smells them. "They're beautiful but you didn't have to get them for me. I had already forgiven you. Honestly, you did have every right to feel the way you did. I would have felt the same way if I were in your shoes."

Taking the flowers from her he placed his hands around her waist and lifted her up onto the counter. Getting between her legs he put one hand on her leg, the other one going around her waist and pulled her close. He didn't speak, he just started kissing her. He slowly continued kissing her as his hand moved to the buttons on the shirt she was wearing, undoing them until her breasts were exposed.

She tilted her head back when he moved to her breast, putting one in his mouth and started sucking, nibbling on the nipple. Feeling his hand move down between her legs she opened them wider, letting him finger her. Leaning back she moaned, her hips pushing against his fingers as he stroked her into a climax. She opens her eyes to look at him when he pulled out, her eyes widened when he licked his fingers, smiling at her.

"You taste so sweet," he said, then pulled his top off over his head and threw it down before he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.

Two hours later he rolled off her and looked at her as he laid on his side. "You're so beautiful," he said, putting his hand on her breasts. He loved the way they felt, so soft yet firm. "Has anyone ever told you what amazing breasts you have?"

"No," she said, looking into his eyes, his hand felt so warm on her skin.

"Well, you do. I was going to take you on a wine tour but I have a feeling after last night you won't feel like doing any wine tasting. So we'll go visit The Leaning Tower of Pisa, how does that sound to you?""I'd like that," she answered.

Taking a quick shower and changing they headed out and when they got there they climbed up to the viewing platform. She went from one end to the other, looking around at the view. "Oh Kyle, the view from up here is spectacular, you can see everything."

He stood behind her, putting his arms around her waist. "Whenever I come to Italy I always come here. There's something peaceful about being here and looking out over the city. I knew you would love it."

She turned around to face him, putting her arms around his neck. "You were right. I never in my wildest dreams thought I'd be in Italy, thank you for bringing me with you." Pulling his head down she kissed him.

Kyle was taken by surprise by her public display of affection but still, he liked it, maybe a little too much when he felt his cock getting hard. "We better stop now or I'll be looking for somewhere to do some unthinkable things to you. As much as I like the thrill of doing it in public places this is a little too public."

She giggled when she felt his hardness pressing against her. "I'm hungry, I haven't eaten since this morning."

"What would you like?"

"I noticed a small pizza place when we were driving here and with the window down in the car I could smell it. It smelled delicious."

"Then we'll eat there," he said, giving her one more kiss before leaving to go have something to eat.

The pizza place was owned and run by an older couple who greeted them when they walked in and got them seated. Kyle talked to him in Italian, they chatted for a few minutes before he ordered a large deluxe and two glasses of red wine.

The older man, who everyone was calling papa kept talking to him, every now and then he would look at her. She was curious as to what they were talking about, she would soon find out.

Kyle could tell she was wondering what was going on, he leaned over the table. "Papa asked if we were Americans and if you were my wife. I told him no but that we are together and he wants to know if we would like to go in back and help make our pizza."

"You're kidding, do they really let their customers do that?"

"I guess, so do you want to?"

She smiled. "It might be fun, let's do it."

He had some more words with Papa and they followed him into the back where they were introduced to his wife and son, Marcel. Kyle took one look at the son and wished he had declined the offer. The young man looked like a God, his skin was tanned, he had dark hair and he was looking at her like he wanted to devour her. Typical Italian, always flirting with women, he thought to himself.

Marcel showed them how to roll the dough and to put it on the pan, then he told them to put on the sauce and any toppings they wanted. He did speak to her in broken English and laughing he went behind her and taking her hand helped her spread the sauce.

"This is the proper way to do it," he said, smiling at her. "You are very good, you like?" he asked her as Kyle looked on.

Once the toppings were on Marcel placed it in the oven. Kyle took her hand and turned to the young man. "Thank you but we'll be sitting down now," he said in Italian. What he wanted to do was punch the guy in the face but out of respect for Mama and Papa, he held back.

"That was so much fun," she said when they were seated and took a sip of her wine.

"Which part, making the pizza or having him stand behind you with his arms around you?" he said with a hint of anger in his voice. She looked hurt and knew which part she enjoyed, and it wasn't the guy. "Could you not tell that he was hitting on you?"

She looked down at her wine. "He was just being nice and it was making the pizza that I enjoyed." She looked up at him. "I would have preferred having you behind me but he was just showing me the right way to do things."

He reached over and took her hands in his. "I was jealous when I saw how close he got to you, I wanted to punch him."

"There's no reason to be jealous, I'm here with you."

"Marcel is one gorgeous man, are you saying you're not in the least bit attracted to him?"

"He is good looking but you are more handsome. I'm not stupid, I know he's a player and was flirting. I don't like men who come on to a woman when the man she is with is right there. It shows a lack of respect on his part."

Just then the pizza arrived and Papa asked if they enjoyed making their own meal. Getting an answer that had him beaming ear from ear left them to enjoy the pizza.

When they were done and he went to pay the bill Papa refused to take their money. All he asked was they come back and tell their friends. As they were leaving Marcel came from out back and as he was walking towards her she moved closer to Kyle, putting her arm around his waist and felt his going over her shoulder. They both knew that the young man was going to hug her, or worse, kiss her.

Marcel stopped when he saw the way they grabbed onto each other. "I just wanted to wish you both a good evening and I hope to see you again," he said, looking right at her.

Once outside he pulled her into his arms. "Why did you put your arm around me?"

She smiled sweetly up at him. "I wanted to give him the message that I'm with you and am not interested in him."

"I like that," he said, lowering his head gave her a long passionate kiss. "Let's go back to the hotel so that I can give you a great deal of pleasure."The next day he took her on the wine tour at one of the most famous wineries in Italy. First, they were shown around the grounds where the grapes were, then it was back to the building for the tasting of their different wines.

"Try this one," an older gentleman said, handing them both a glass of red wine. "You'll find it to have a smooth taste."

Kyle recognized the man, he too was from Las Vegas and owned one of the other casino's. "Mr. Driver, what a surprise to find you here in Italy."

"My wife and I are here on vacation." He looks at her, taking her hand kissed the back of it. "Who is this lovely creature you're with?"

Kyle introduced them. "So where is your wife?"

"The poor dear had a headache and wasn't up to coming. Why don't we make plans to have dinner tomorrow night?" After they exchanged phone numbers and the hotels where they were staying at they made plans for the next night.

She never said anything to Kyle but there was something in the way he looked at her that gave her the creeps. But since she was here and had to keep him happy she kept quiet about her feelings since he seemed to be friends with the man. Having had more wine than she was used to she asked if they could go for a walk and get some fresh air.

Taking her hand they walked through the field, after twenty minutes he stopped and turning to her put his hands on her hips. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Yes. I think it was the wine and it was so hot in there that got to me. But out here, though it's warm and sunny there is a nice breeze. I'll let you in on a secret, I also wanted to get you alone."

"Why?" he asked, wondering what she was up to.

"So I could do this." She pressed her body up against his, her lips going to his as she placed her arms around his neck. Maybe it was the wine or the fact that she was in a different country that made her felt free. Her kiss became urgent, more demanding as she forced her tongue inside his mouth, hearing him moan as his cock got hard, pressing against her.

He tightened his hold on her, his desire to have her was so strong he knew there was no waiting until they got back to the hotel. He tore his lips from hers and looked around. He spotted what looked like an old shack, one he knew they used to store tools and other items used to pick the grapes. "Come with me," he said, pulling her along.

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere where I can fuck you." He looked at her and saw the look on her face. "Don't be so shocked, you started this when you kissed me the way you did. You got me so horny I want you now so it's either in that shack or right here in the field."

"But what if someone catches us?"

"This is Italy, people do it whenever and wherever they want to and people just go about their business, ignoring two lovers who are in the heat of passion. He opens the door and turned on the small lantern, it didn't give off much light but there was enough that he could see what they were doing. He locked the door and turning to her instructed her to take off her pantiarr "Seriously, you want to do it here?"

"You can't get me all revved up and not expect me to walk away. Now take off your panties and come sit on my lap," he said, pulling down his pants and sat down on the bench.

She gasped when she saw his manhood spring up and he placed his hand around it. But for the life of her, she found herself getting turned on and felt the pool of wetness between her legs. So, she slid down her panties slowly and walked over and straddled him. She felt his warmth and hardness as he entered her when he guided her down on his cock.

"Ride me hard," he said into her neck when he started sucking, his one hand fondling her breasts over the material of her dress. He closed his eyes, it felt so good being inside her and if the ground wasn't so dirty he would have laid her down and fucked her. But to him, this was just as good, especially when he heard her scream when she orgasmed, then he too came.

She rested her head on his shoulder, she had to wonder what it would feel like to have raw sex with him, to feel him inside her without the condom.

He kissed the top of her head as he ran his hands down her back. "That was so hot but we better clean up and leave here before one of the workers comes." He lifted her head to kiss her. "You're the greatest, so affectionate and giving. I really like that you are willing to do what I want."