Music of Seduction

Chapter 7

Harmony

HARMONY WAS SILENT, the only sound was the roar of the restaurant and the clinking of her gold rings against her wine glass. She had picked out a slinky blue dress to match her eyes. She loved long dresses with the slit up the side, but this one barely covered her lower region. If she opened her legs everyone would get a show. A small slit went up both sides, stitched together with delicate black lace. The silken fabric rubbed against her large breasts with its custom built-in bra and chiffon straps.

She looked down at her phone. It was 8:10.

Why am I not surprised?

Taking another sip of liquid courage, she saw her phone light up. It was an unknown number texting her.

Late again?

She forgot she had given Darius her number before they left the mansion. She drove separately in her car so Alessandro wouldn’t get suspicious. She knew Darius wasn’t far behind and always had her in sight. She picked up her phone and started to type. Yes. As always.

She downed the rest of her glass and started to pour another from the bottle of Chateau Potelle. Eyeing up the menu, she was tempted to order the 2019 Spottswoode. Her phone lit up again.

Get the wine. If that bastard doesn’t pay, I will.

Harmony smiled. Oh really? Is that a date? How gentlemanly.

You’re mine, mia rosa. Anything for you.

A chill went down her spine. Even reading those words was a sonata to her soul. You’re mine. I’m his.

She called the waiter over to the table and asked for the bottle of Spottswoode. He seemed eager and pleased to bring her the selection.

A noise near the door pierced her ears. It was the familiar sound of her sister’s laugh. It’s showtime.

Sofia walked over to their table smiling and laughing. “Harmony!”

“You’re late, Sofia.”

“I’m sorry, we got held up.”

Standing behind her was the vile in her throat: Alessandro. He looked as sleazy as ever with his greasy black hair and dark green eyes. His slim body made him look like a twig. She could tell the tailored suit he was wearing had seen some better days, nothing like when Sofia first sent her a pic of him. He looked nervous, sweat beading down his brow. He looked considerably paler than the last time she saw him.

“Anything wrong, Alessandro?” She cooed. “You don’t look well.”

“I’m fine.” His voice was nails on a chalkboard. She couldn’t stand it when he spoke, all she wanted to do was vomit.

She put on her fake smile and hid her disgust. “Sit down. I ordered wine, hope you don’t mind. I was waiting for you to get here to order food.”

Sofia plopped down on her chair. “Ugh! I’m starving. I hope they have some good steak. Oooo, maybe I’ll get salmon!”

Sofia was lost in the menu, not paying any attention to her or Alessandro.

The rest of the night went without a hitch. Alessandro started to calm down and eased up after 4 glasses of wine. The three of them talked and laughed over steak tartare and their various meals of steak and salmon. They had just finished their fourth bottle of wine when coffee came around with a chocolate medley, crème brulee, and a strawberry pretzel for dessert. Sofia got Alessandro to reminisce about their time in Miami until she asked Harmony about her future plans.

“Summer’s almost over and we’re getting into fall Harm. What are you gonna do now that we’re out of school?”

Harmony shrugged her shoulders. “I’ve been offered a position at my summer job so I think I might stick with that until I find something in the field.”

Sofia giggled. “I don’t know why you decided to go into criminal justice and cyber security, Harm. It’s so...boring.”

Harmony took a sip of her coffee. “I find it fascinating. Maybe I’ll even go on to law school.”

“Well...you go right ahead, Harm. Leaves for fun for the rest of us.”

“I don’t consider an undeclared major with a mass of stupid courses just so you could sleep around fun.” Harmony muttered under her breath.

Sofia looked away from Alessandro to Harmony. “Did you say something, Harm?”

“Me?” Harmony put her hand on her chest and put her empty coffee cup back down on the saucer. “No, I didn’t say anything.”

Harmony placed her hand down next to her chair and moved her fingers to sign “L-E-A-V-E.”

She knew Darius would see it wherever he was.

“Well, um...thank you for dinner Alessandro. That was sweet of you.”

“Yeah...happy birthday.” He slurred. Perfect.

The waiter came by with the check and placed it on the table. Alessandro looked at it and the sickening color came back into his cheeks. Harmony smiled. She bet that the bill was over two grand, since she purposely ordered the five-hundred-dollar wine bottles.

“I’ll be right back, Sof. Gotta use the bathroom.”

Alessandro practically ran from his chair to the back of the restaurant.

Harmony smiled. She knew Darius had to have seen him go toward the bathroom, and now it was just a waiting game for his signal.

Ten minutes had passed before Sofia started to worry.

“What’s taking him so long?”

Almost immediately, her phone lit up. Sofia looked down and saw it was a text from Alessandro.

“Huh. He said something’s come up and for us to go on ahead.”

“Oh.” Harmony feigned. “Hope it’s nothing serious.”

“I don’t think it is. Harm, can you take me home?”

“Absolutely, sis.”

Harmony and Sofia got up and left the restaurant, walking out to her car. The entire ride home Sofia was chattering incessantly. Harmony wished the wine would kick in a little more and she would shut the fuck up. An hour later, she pulled up to Sofia’s door.

Sofia smiled and reached over to the driver’s side, hugging Harmony.

“And what’s that for?” Harmony quipped.

“For being a great sister.”

You have no idea...

Harmony turned back toward the road, trying to hide the softness in her face. “Thanks.”

Sofia got out of the car and looked back at Harmony. “Do you think he’s ok? He does this sometimes, but he’s never left me to catch a ride home.”

“I’m sure he’s fine. Probably an important work thing or something.”

“Ok. See you soon?” There was hope in her voice.

“Yeah.” Harmony said dryly. With that, she pulled off and made her way to start the half-hour drive back toward Darius’ mansion. If he was just here for a hit, she was curious how the hell he had a mansion in the middle of nowhere near the mountains. She’d have to ask about it later.

Rounding the corner up the long and winding macadam road, the mansion loomed in the distance. She pulled up to the gate, showing her badge to Tony the security guard to let her in.

“He’s already made his way to the cottage, Miss Catrone.”

Efficient much? Then again, she had purposely driven a bit slower on the way home and she had to go out of her way to drop Sofia off at her apartment. She drove up the road to the 7-car attached garage and pulled into the one open door. The whirring of the garage door was white-noise as she got out and made her way to the back of the house. Going through the large living room area from the foyer to the dining room, there was a massive sunporch leading out to an even larger patio. The patio was complete with lounge chairs, plush cushions, an inground fire pit, built-in bar and grilling area, and a cabana. Her heels clacked against the brick and cement. A small stone path from the patio led to a shed the size of a small outhouse a few feet away. She squeaked open the wooden door and stepped inside. Locking the door behind her, a caged wall came down the floor began to move. Down, deep down she went, the elevator taking her a few feet underground. When it stopped, the cage lifted open revealing a clean, well-lit tunnel encased in cement. A few feet from her was a railing and a moving travelator. She stepped onto the belt and leaned against the railing, the travelator taking her down the tunnel faster than her feet could move. It wasn’t long until she reached the end. A bank of large, sealed-off steel doors lined the walls. She walked to the right towards the closest door and knocked twice. She heard the wizzes and clanks of the automatic lock coming undone. Looking up, a camera was right above her. She waved, then the door swung open. Stepping inside, she couldn’t help but smile. Darius stood behind Alessandro tied tightly to a Saint Andrews cross. He was putting on his leather gloves when she walked in. Alessandro’s head was down, blood dripping from his mouth. He was stripped down to his boxers, and she could see bruises were already appearing on his ribs.

Harmony walked up to Darius and rubbed her hands over his chest. “Who said you could start the fun without me?”

“I’m sorry, mia rosa, I got a little excited.” He purred. Darius grabbed her around her waist and nibbled on her neck, his tongue soothing where his teeth had just been.

His name escaped her lips with a moan of pleasure. “Darius.”

She didn’t know why his touch and teases were turning her on so much, especially in front of Alessandro’s broken and bleeding body. But it was hot, and she loved every minute of it.

“I’ll take care of that pussy later, mia rosa; right now we have work to do.”

“What if we do both at the same time?”

She had no idea why she said that. The thought ripped through her mouth before she could stop herself from vocalizing it. She looked back at him, ready to apologize, but all she saw was a hunger. She couldn’t tell if it was for her, for the thrill and power of having Alessandro in his grasp, or both. Either way, she felt something deep down inside her rise and whisper to her, take both.

Suddenly, her mouth was on his, her tongue exploring his mouth. He moaned against her, she felt his cock grow hard, the touch searing her bare skin. She knew he was battling with himself to stay on task but fuck her senseless. She broke away from him, and the look on his face told her the decision he had made.

Darius

WHAT THE HELL WAS THISwoman doing? He went through careful planning and dealing with his men to grab Alessandro and bring him back to his bunker to have this moment. A job was to be done. But here she was, walking in and asking, no, demanding with her body and her mouth for him to fuck her and kill Alessandro at the same time. His body shuddered, his cock standing up at attention and so hard it hurt. The pain and pleasure of his large third fucking leg was pressing against his pants was almost unbearable. He wanted to spring it from its confines and show it to her, let her play. If this is what love is really like, he’d take it. Harmony was weaving her way into his heart forever. If she wanted to play while working, so be it. After all, all work and no play made Darius a dull boy. He grabbed the back of her head, freeing her hair from the confines of her pins and hair ties that held up her curls. Her long locks cascaded down her back and she shook her head, the bouncing curls spraying over her shoulders. He kissed her back, grabbing her ass and slightly pulling her dress up over her hips.

“Let’s play, my little spitfire.”

Her eyes fluttered as she whispered, “Yes, sir, let’s play.”

Walking back over to Alessandro, he smacked his cheek with the back of his hand. His one eye was already starting to swell shut from a punch to the face.

“Wake the fuck up.” He growled. “You’re going to watch this before I get rid of you, you rapist bastard.”

He didn’t exactly know his thought process with that statement. Maybe Alessandro was so fucked up and battered he’d think he was fucking Sofia instead of Harmony. Not the smartest idea he’s ever had, but with Harmony around stirring every emotion and nerve in his body, nothing made sense anymore.

A small chair was off to the corner. Harmony had already grabbed it and dragged it over to be close enough she could touch him while he worked. Normally he’d quickly take out his victims and dispose of their bodies before anyone knew they were missing. This man...no...this man was in for a treat. He hurt the woman he loved, her sister, and her best friend. He was going to suffer as they had suffered.

He felt like a brick went into his chest with the realization. He loved her. He’d do anything to make her happy, to please her, burn his way through anything while walking through the fire to get to her. He didn’t care how much blood he had to spill as long as she was safe and happy....with him.

He looked back before he began, watching her. The heat was evident in her eyes. She was a strong woman who could manipulate people, hide her emotions, and make deals with the best of the capos, but she couldn’t hide her emotions from him. She loved him back.

Harmony

SHE KNEW HE SAW IT, the love in her eyes. It was fast, it was sudden, but she knew she couldn’t live without him. He was the Hades to her Persephone, her Joker to his Harley, her Mickey to her Mallory Knox. They were fucked up, but the insanity of their lives fit together perfectly. Two people involved with the blood and underground of America, the politics of the Mafia. It was business. Together, they could bridge the gaps between the four families in Los Angeles, Miami, New York, and Chicago. They could build an empire of peace between them. The thought of business was taking over until she saw Darius pull out his bag of toys. He walked over to a small radio built into the wall. He flipped the switch and it began to play Tchaikovsky’s Symphony No. 5 in E minor, Op. 64. She licked her lips as he sliced through Alessandro’s skin, small knicks that just barely bled. Alessandro watched them, spewing out curses in Italian. The curses turned to screams when Darius placed salt on the wounds. The screams ran down her spine, filling her with the justice her family deserved. She got up from the chair and gently placed her hand on Darius’ back.

“Mia rosa, I’m trying to work.” He cooed softly.

Harmony smiled. “Please, mi amore, let me play too.”

He smiled back at her and bowed, his hand gesturing to the bag. She reached down and pulled out a small bat just big enough for her. It was light, but mighty. Casually she walked up to Alessandro and swung, the bat crashing into his ribs. He strained against the ropes, trying to hold his chest from the agonizing pain.

“This is for Paola.” She took her stiletto heel and jabbed it into his cock. As she twisted it, he let out a curdling scream of agonizing pain.

“You will never harm my family again. Don Tagliatti sends his regards.”

Harmony walked away from him and motioned to Darius to let him take care of the rest, but not before she gently wrapped her hand around his and brought the knife up to her lips. He quickly froze, not letting the bloody knife get any closer to her.

“No, mia rosa, you don’t want this filth near your perfect lips. I have something more worthy of that for you later.”

Sitting down on the chair, she watched him work. She felt the heat grow between her thighs, her pussy dripping wet. He was so hot and sexy when he worked. The determination in his black eyes, his skill and precision, it made her want to get on her knees and suck his cock while he cut into Alessandro. The only thing that stopped her was she didn’t want Alessandro’s blood dripping on her and possibly getting in her mouth.

Darius was in the process of ripping off Alessandro’s fingernails when she opened her legs and pulled her panties off. The Allegro con anima was coming to an end as the Andante cantabile con alcuna licenza began. Her fingers stroked her clit, sending her eyes almost rolling in the back of her head. Slowly she pushed one, then two fingers in and began pumping inside herself. She let out a loud moan which caught Darius and Alessandro’s attention.

“Love, right now?”

“I’m sorry...it’s just...when you work it’s so hot, baby.”

Alessandro was panting, moaning from the pain that was being inflicted on him. Darius looked back at Alessandro then back to Harmony. Guess it’s later.

“Don’t die on me.”

Darius walked over to Harmony, grabbing her and pulling her to her knees. He unbuckled his belt, his pants falling to the floor. His cock bounced in front of her, thick, hard, and ready for the taking. She quickly took it into her mouth, sheathing it to the hilt. He let out a moan as his hand pushed against the back of her head. His cock was so deep in her mouth she was able to slip out her tongue from between it and her teeth to lick at his balls against her chin.

“Good girl.” He groaned. That only turned her on even more.

“Now, please yourself while I fill that filthy mouth of yours.” She spread her legs wide, using one hand to push inside her wet and dripping pussy while the other wound around his back to steady herself as she bobbed back and forth, her mouth being filled and unfilled. He helped guide her, thrusting himself in and out of her mouth.

She could feel him tensing, almost on the verge of coming. “That’s enough.”

He quickly pulled out then turned her, putting her on all fours, bending her over the chair.

Darius turned back to Alessandro. “Watch.”

Alessandro had no choice. He wasn’t able to shut his eyes. Harmony didn’t know why, but she was too busy wanting to orgasm from Darius’ cock to ask.

Darius leaned down next to Harmony’s ear, pushing up her dress around her waist. He expertly slipped one hand into the top of her dress and pulled out one breast, then the other. He squeezed them and played with the nipples until they peaked. She moaned and tried to rub her ass against his cock, needing the friction to relieve her aching lower lips. He pressed it against her opening.

“Do you want this?”

“Yes, please, yes,” she whispered, her throat dry.

“I can’t hear you, mia rosa. Do you want this cock deep in your little cunt?”

“Yes! Please, daddy, yes, I need you.” She screamed.

“Your wish is my command, your majesty.”

He slammed himself into her, the pleasure and pressure so intense she thought she’d orgasm and pass out at the same time. He pumped hard inside her, the friction causing her to scream. She was never one to be very vocal, just some moaning, but Dio, this man had her crying and screaming his name. She couldn’t take it anymore. She was on the verge, almost at the edge. She didn’t want to come unless he did. He must have understood her because he pumped harder inside her, then slow, deep penetration as they moaned together, calling each other’s name. The finale—Andante maestoso - Allegro vivace—started. She climaxed over his cock while he filled her up with his seed, all while the climax of the orchestral piece occurred. He pulled out of her, dripping with their juices, while the cream ran down her legs. He walked over to a small door like the ones in the doctor’s office when they ask for a piss sample. In the door were two wet cloths. Darius cleaned himself up, then walked over to her, rubbing down her thighs and ass. The cool, wet cloth felt good on her skin. She pulled down her dress and he pulled up his pants, putting himself back together. Darius gently kissed her on the lips.

“Do you feel better?”

Harmony smiled through her satisfied haze. “Yes, mi amore.”

“Good. Now let your amore work.”

Harmony sat on the chair, happy and content as she watched Darius walk back over to Alessandro. He had watched the entire thing, his eyes a mix of pain, shock, and fear.

“Wha...what...about...Sofia...why?”

She cocked her head. “Sofia? How cute, mi amore. He’s so out of his fucking mind he thinks I’m my sister. Wrong sister asshole, it’s Harmony. Oh, I’m sure I can come up with an easy enough explanation for her. After all, you just love to use women until you’re done with them, right, Alessandro?”

He never got another word out. Darius’ hand was around his neck, crushing his vocal chords and cutting off his air supply. Five minutes later, after slowly squeezing and adding a small amount of pressure each minute, the light finally died from Alessandro’s eyes.

Harmony smiled wickedly. Justice had been served. She got up and walked over to Darius, slowly kissing him on the neck.

“Want me to help get rid of him?”

Darius turned back and smiled. “No. Eddie needs to redeem himself, and Marco and Vincenzo can handle it.”

He bent down and kissed her, long and hard.

“You understand you’re mine forever? I’d have to kill you if you leave.”

She looked back up at him and lifted her hand, running her fingers through his hair. The small light in the room caught it just right, making it look like a raging fire.

“I love you too much to leave you. Besides, you’re mine forever too. You see what happens when you hurt Papà Tagliatti’s family.”

Darius reached down to cup her breast and gently grab the back of her neck. “Get upstairs,” he groaned. “We’re not done yet.”

Harmony didn’t say a word after he released his grip. She took one glance back at Alessandro, the blood dripping from his lifeless body. Darius smiled at her.

“Not today mia rosa. No blood play. I don’t know what kind of filthy disease this fucker has and I’m not risking it with you.”

How did he know what she was thinking? Using some of the blood as lube would’ve been hot, but he was right. She picked up her panties and sashayed to the door, leaving him to speak with Eddie, Marco, and Vincenzo who were standing outside the door.

“He’s all yours, boys.”

Alessandro that is...because Darius is all mine.

After getting back up to the house, she grabbed her phone from her purse on the foyer table. She walked over to the living room and sat down on the same couch Darius had just fucked her on the day before. Pressing two buttons, the phone rang.

A man answered, his voice ragged and withered with age. “Harmony! Mia figlia, I trust it’s done.”

“Si, Papà. It’s done.”

“That’s good. When will you be back to visit us? Paola misses you and I need my bestcapo by my side.”

“Soon, Papà. There’s been a change of plans.”

“Oh? Dimmi.”

“It’s a long story, but I fell in love.”

“Bring him to Chicago. I want to meet him.”

“The thing is you already know him.”

She could almost feel the old man smiling behind the phone.

“I never expected you and Darius together. He’s a good man in our line of work.”

“Papà, I have a proposition. Can we meet with you soon? I think I have an idea to bring peace to the four families.”

“Be here in two days. Love you,figlia.”

“Love you too.”

She hung up the phone and felt someone watching her. She turned around and saw Darius leaning against the doorjamb to the sun porch.

He looked amazing in his all-black suit, the only contrast being his purple tie and small green sixteenth note cufflinks. The man certainly loved his blacks, purples, and greens. His wide-brimmed black fedora was cocked to one side a bit, a small white feather was stuck within the ribbon.

“Hides the blood better.”

It was almost as if he could read her thoughts.

Harmony scoffed. “I’m sure you have a great dry cleaner to take care of that.”

“I do. But right now, I need to take care of you.”

She smiled, licking her lips. She was his, and he was hers. She couldn’t wait to start their empire, together.