Chapter 5 Don Valente

"Did you find what you were looking for tonight?" I waited for Brenda to finish running the creams over her face, body and finally remove her robe to lie down on the bed, it's another fertile day, according to her, good for procreation. "You know I'm not one to look, I make everything I want come easily within reach"

She lay down on the bed, I just turned off the lights to lie down, watching the lamp light at her side access. "Turn off the light" I ordered, to make it easier for me "Don't you like to see my face? You will keep avoiding me until when?" With her delay I stretched out my hand doing so, the room became a pitch, but her breathing was still there. " Until you understand that you are identical to my mother, we are cousins, for me it is as hard as it should be for you, open your legs, I have no way to penetrate you with my legs closed.

"Thick! " He growled low, easing the entrance, opening his legs turning his head to the opposite side, I stared at the headboard barely closing my eyes, looking for vague memories of women that excite me coming to mind, we were together in moments long enough for a possible conception. I closed my eyes not wanting to smell his scent, nor hear his voice.

She insisted for some time asking, I got out of bed leaving the room, the days went by the same, and once again going to the club after her performance Rosemary joined me at the bar, I took her to the car on the way out, I realized she was too drunk to face me, she came putting her hand in my pants opening. "Where is the blondie? She doesn't come to the club anymore?

I asked interested, still remembering her trembling body during the rain, the ring on her finger, it would be perfect being in a relationship. "No, not anymore, she has been dismissed, do you wish to see her?" She brought her face closer to mine, when I pulled away I was not attracted to her, I finished unzipping making her job easier. "Swallow it down to your testicles.

She smiled excitedly, as she slowly sucked, slowly slid all over the base, I held tightly to the back of her neck, surely she's used to it by now, feeling her reluctant against my hips forcing herself to let go, when she opened the door emitting vomiting sounds,I wasn't interested in a lady, if it was to fuck carefully I'd already be satisfied at home.

"Go" I ordered the driver, leaving the woman I had been promised such boldness standing there, I told him to look for the owner of the nightclub, he did not pass the necessary about the bunny, two weeks no news of her, it was like an unforeseen event that I received the message in notice from one of my men, that he sent, hired her, she was in the nightclub getting ready to perform.

But there was meeting, I could only get halfway through the show, watching her roll over with her back to the audience in the chair, her hair pinned up, more daring and uninhibited with her body, spreading her legs and stroking herself at the end, I was more than sure I want her right now, as she looked at me seriously, a devouring feline look. "She's in the Don Valente storage room"

I walked to the filthy place seeing women running from me down the hallway, I came across the red rose on the path, she lowered her eyes as she met me. I opened the door of the place, totally dark. I observed the woman already in her changed clothes, maybe she was zipping up her pants, I proposed her a deal, but otherwise I would rather live collecting ballots on the floor after the show.

She picked up her backpack, came to me serious, angry, I held her arm looking at her. "Go to hell, you should at least respect your wife!" She spat such words in my face, almost a month and she still doesn't know who I am? "How hypocritical for someone who carries a wedding ring on her finger, does your fiancé know you dance sensually in a bar?"

I saw her lose her assurance staring at me in the dark of the smelly place. "He'll understand when he finds out" She pulled her arm away as if she didn't care if it broke, opened the door and left, not knowing if she's playing hard to get for her fiancé or for other reasons, since she cares so much about marriage and engagement.

I walked out of the dark room, opening the door seeing the dumbass standing there staring at me. "Do you wish me to move her?" I looked him up and down, apparently the little bunny would not give me the opportunity to have her of my own free will. "What are your show days? Pass it on to my guys, do you know anything else about her?"

He smiled greedily as I looked around, I run this town and everyone in it, my deals are as sordid as my business, my reputation bad enough for any sane person to decide if they want to risk getting involved or get out of my face, it was his decision to want to extort any money from me, as he joined his hands in front of me. "Please don't, please Don Valente don't close I'll tell you everything I know, I'll be yours....

"Just talk, I left to beg for mercy when you inform me everything I want to know" He affirmed standing again in front of me. "Her name is Donna, Donna Bertolli, she is eighteen little years old, she comes here to dance because her mother is very sick."

I snorted at his information what good would that do me? "Look harder, tomorrow I want to know all about her by noon" I know as much as he does about the young lady, I left the bodega heading towards the car, as I passed some nearby streets I found her coming out of a pharmacy.

"Wait, stop, follow this woman without being noticed" I ordered, I saw her walking seriously, head down, pants loose on her body, despite the tight cream blouse, a beautiful young woman, ready to be seduced, used maybe even virgin yet, she walked in short but hurried steps until she entered an ordinary house, a simple neighborhood.

No one around there would say that she is a nightclub dancer, even if she is recessed, but she is, and today she surprised me with her act. "Looks like she lives here sir" I also thought the same, when Rob spoke, we waited for some time, if not the groom's house, certainly his, some time later the lights went out, everything around the place plunged into complete silence.

I arrived at my house, once again seeing my lady fulfilling her prayers at the rosary. "Ask also for the dead from the mine today" She looked at me annoyed, more to indignant. " I am asking to be blessed with our son, Juliano, why don't you do the same?" I laugh as I listen to her, there is no explanation in her words, I believe this is complete debauchery.

Assassins should not have children, propagate the species, she knows perfectly well what I was prepared for, made to do. My interest in the girl increases when I received the photos smiling along with a blonde boy, of her same class, or perhaps lower. "Donna Belotti, twenty years old, daughter of Amabis Belotti and Gaspar Frederico, father deceased ten years ago, dance graduate, has performed in the theater, did ballet since she was three, currently engaged to Joshua Bernardi, they have been dating for six years, she just had him as the only boyfriend in her life, Joshua has been in Spain for a year, he studies law lives with his mother of Spanish origin there..."

"Why are you in the nightclub if you're a dance major?" Rob looked at me pitifully, going back to looking at the papers. " She works in a diner with a past due mortgage, it's about to be liquidated, she works mornings for a hundred euros a week, the house they live in was not approved in two loan attempts, her unemployed stepfather does some rental work....

" And mom, what happened to her?" She took a deep breath as she listened to me. " Diagnosed with leukemia sir, her husband over sixty, can't get a steady job, she is the only one who puts money in the house, working in the cafeteria in the morning and dancing when they call her in the nightclub at night, she is waiting in line for transplants, but with the amount of people who are interested in doing the compatibility test in this country, she has no chance, and even if she finds it is expensive for her, around one hundred thousand euros to five hundred just to do it."

He lamented thoughtfully as he finished saying, while I am not moved, I facilitate the death of healthy people if they cross my path, what is wrong with your mother reaching death if this is the final stage of any person's life, we live to die, isn't this the expected one? "I offered fifty dollars yesterday, you refused" He turned to look at me, he avoided eye contact with me directly.

"Is there something you wish to tell me Rob?" He shook his head in denial. "No sir, just reminding you that you must love your fiancé, sir" I would be another fool, but I didn't disagree with him, it was evident that he did, by the way he turned me down. "So you love your fiancé more than your mother, too bad you will lose her" The amount I offer doesn't cover the value of the transplant. "Send flowers, don't put my name, just write on the note that I double the amount."

"One hundred thousand dollars?" I affirmed watching the phone on my desk ring. "Yes sir" He left as I answered the call, letting him out, the night as he got into his car he let me know about sending the flowers, it didn't matter the color, the perfume, I was just looking for a diversion, nothing more than this,just a girl who pleased me after years of seclusion, the same night I boarded the plane on business, staying away for two weeks.

"Sir, sir, I have some good news" I stopped in front of the car as I saw my driver trying to smile, half happy putting on airs, simulating trying to organ out, he opened the door contentedly, way beyond expectation. "Speak up, what makes you act like that?" I inquired as I got into the car after closing the door.

The sore shoulder, needed a long bath, bed and rest. "She managed to fill the house last night, can you believe it?" I looked at Rob in disbelief as I listened. " Have you been following the girl?" He affirmed looking through the rearview mirror. "As for my proposal, any response?" he closed his face quickly, focusing on the road, just outside the airport. "No, but today he took his mother to the doctor, I came to pick him up when he was going to the pharmacy to buy his medication, with the money he must have earned this time it looks like he'll be able to...

"Don't fill me with nonsense, any news from home? How was my mother's visit?" He took a deep breath driving the car, I would love it if he was as professional as before. "The two get along well, unfortunately you didn't make it again, you cried, you stressed, but your mother at least was around."

For me it's still the same, Brenda should stop this crazy obsession that I will change when she gives me a child, there is no change for a soulless person, the death tolls just add up more and more. A real relief to get home and not find her, I stepped into the shower letting the water fall all over my body, after a proper meal, I lay down in search of rest.

I woke up after a few hours, seeing Brenda on the phone, she looked at me for a while then watched me in search of a dialogue, more it would be like all the others, full of questions and few answers. "How was the trip?"

"Thirty-five men died, eighty-four were wounded. "She turned her back on me so I wouldn't hear the rest, I got dressed, I'd be out late at night. " You're going out again, Juliano just arrived. " He retorted from the doorway as I walked to the car. "Take me to the bodega "It was moments to reach the known way, but despite arriving at the place hunting,his presentation was already over.

"She left half an hour ago, Don Valente" I looked around for any dirty sex how much could be enjoyable, but the woman on stage seemed to be more of a guy I don't enjoy so much, the men there I couldn't really tell what they were groping for. I returned home and lay in bed, watching Brenda on her knees praying.

"Haven't you found something that interests you?" I denied watching her turn off the light. "It didn't work out this time, Juliano, do you really think we are cursed?" I didn't answer, I closed my eyes as I heard her speak. "You could at least answer, the slightest kindness, no Brenda, of course we're not." To her there was no value in two years of having tried.