We are psychopaths because we enjoy killing.

“Society regards neither you nor I as sane. “What is your definition of sanity?” I asked. Luca regarded me for several seconds, a sneer on his face. I think a truce between the Famiglia and the Camorra is the logical solution to our problem with the Outfit, and for truce to work, we will have to agree not to threaten or kill each other for the time being.”

I have no intention of threatening your wife in the future. I don’t have the disposition for them to have an effect on me. Maybe the average person was afraid of him, but I regarded him coolly, my pulse as calm as always. “I found a weakness in your safety measures, and Remo pointed it out to you to stop you from killing him.” You were the one who threatened my wife.” “Last time we didn’t get to talk in private. “We meet again,” he said with narrowed eyes. Maybe he knew it didn’t have that effect on me. He took it and to my surprise he didn’t try to squeeze my hand into dust like some people did when they wanted to intimidate. Luca sized me up as I walked over to him in the deserted parking lot of an abandoned cinema complex. It was neutral ground, which was the best option for a second meeting considering we’d both be alone. I followed a few moments later, pulled out of her, threw the condom into the toilet, and left her standing there. I reached between us, flicked her clit, and eventually she had to surrender to me-as they always did-and she came. “You know what happens to people who lie to me?”įear flashed across her face. I gripped her harder, narrowing my eyes, and fucked her faster. As a whore, she was used to faking it to make her customers happy, but I fucking hated it. Her body didn’t exhibit the telltale signs of orgasm. She was wet around my cock, but she definitely hadn’t come. I grabbed her wrist, led her to the restrooms, and fucked her up against the stall. There was no sense in trying to turn me on further. If I didn’t already intend on fucking her, I wouldn’t have called her over. I found it more distracting than anything else.

Falcone?” She licked her lips because she thought it was what turned me on. They were always surprised that I remembered their names, but I never forgot a name or anything else. I met the woman’s gaze and motioned her toward me.

Cora reilly twisted emotions