“No, please . . .”Carlo was at his apartment in Detroit with another no-name hapless woman in his bed. Names weren’t important, only the devices and the assets acquired. His Acolyte guards were planted outside in the dimly lit hallway on the other side of his bedroom door.“Begging isn’t going to help you love . . . ,” Carlo smirked.Arched over her body, he then leaned closer to her ear. She could feel his lips ever so gently on her skin as he whispered, “Relax . . .”Carlo held her firmly in his arms and tightly to his body as he gently caressed her small delicate head and neck in one giant motion. He then violently pulled her head back with her long dark curly hair intertwined between the fingers of his large menacing hand, exposing her neck and jaw line. Her petit body throbbed and exhausted from screaming, fear, and overuse.“Relax . . .” Carlo said as he looked deeply into the woman’s eyes with an illustrious look of calm trust. Takin
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