Delivered to the Door

"My name is... Marlena."

Hearing the woman's answer, Luke was stunned for a moment. The name sounded a bit familiar.

Immediately, he quickly realized that this was very likely the work of the Mafia boss, Alessandro!

Was it to make up for his nephew's offense?

So he sent him a woman overnight?

Did he look that desperate?

Luke silently made a note of Alessandro's name in his mental little black book.

"Do you know who I am?"

The irrelevant, trivial thoughts flashed by in an instant.

Luke looked at Marlena beneath him, a look of stunning beauty appearing in his eyes.

He had to admit, this woman perfectly embodied what it meant to be a "seductress."

Just like Venus, she exuded a captivating charm at all times, making men lose their minds.

She was a plump fruit hanging from a branch, and even without tasting it, one could imagine its rich, fragrant aroma filling the mouth.

"Mr. Corleone. Lord Alessandro said you're a big businessman."

Marlena turned her face away, seemingly not wanting to meet Luke's gaze.

Her tone was filled with resentment; it was likely that Alessandro had used force and sent her to Luke's room.

"I had no idea Cosa would... arrange this."

Seeing the tear stains on Marlena's face, Luke felt a bit awkward.

He was a heroic figure with the Superman Template, how could he possibly do something like abducting women!

This was all Alessandro's fault!

"Then, Mr. Corleone, can you... get up? It's a bit uncomfortable with you pressing down on me."

The mature beauty beneath Luke's body let out a hint of grievance and shame in her voice.

"Ah? Oh, oh!"

Hearing Marlena's timid request, Luke finally came to his senses, realizing he was still lying on top of her.

He got up cleanly and sat on the edge of the bed, asking, "Did Cosa send you here?"

"Yes. Lord Alessandro said that as long as I could... satisfy you, the Mafia would help me get rid of the Magistrate's harassment, and they would supply me with enough food every day."

Marlena lowered her head, turned to the side, and hid herself in the shadows.

Unfortunately, her beautiful form could not be concealed.

The moonlight from outside spilled into the room, clearly outlining the seductive, graceful curves of the beautiful woman radiating mature charm.

The thin silk nightgown she wore, draped over her shoulders, served no purpose other than to add a tantalizing effect of partial concealment.

Her beautiful eyes, filled with tears, were brimming with a pitiable, aggrieved look that constantly evoked a male creature's protective instincts.

"The Magistrate?"

Through their conversation, Luke learned that Marlena was a school teacher whose husband had been conscripted into the army on their wedding night, joining the brutal war.

Her beauty attracted many covetous glances and unnecessary trouble.

It was like a fruit orchard left unattended, with such a plump, tempting fruit; anyone would have the urge to pick it themselves.

The difference was that some people could only bury their desires in their hearts, while others possessed the ability to act on them.

Angelo, the Magistrate of the Town of Taormina, was one such man who had the desire and the courage to put it into practice.

If it weren't for his shrewish wife at home, who was strong-limbed and had a voice like a broken gong, causing trouble every few days.

Magistrate Angelo might have already used coercion and force to pluck this beautiful flower, Marlena, for himself.

This was a turbulent era, with the flames of war between the Axis Powers and the Allied Nations already reaching Sicily.

During the war, Italy's currency system collapsed, and prices soared.

Coupled with the control measures implemented by Mussolini, which restricted the trading of food and gold jewelry.

This led Italians to frantically buy food with their life savings while cursing the damned dictator.

Originally, Marlena had her own job. Apart from dealing with the vulgar remarks of the bored men in town and the Magistrate's harassment, she could still live and maintain her principles.

As the war encroached upon Sicily, shattering the peace of the past.

Everything changed!

The men in town suddenly seemed to become ferocious.

They were like famished wolves, all waiting for someone to be the first to break into the orchard and pick this plump fruit.

After that, Marlena, having lost her resolve and her chastity, would sooner or later become the plaything of the town.

"Your father is sick?"

Luke's expression remained unchanged as he continued to ask.

"Yes. Both medicine and food are controlled. The magistrate said he could get them for me, as long as... I was willing to spend a night with him."

Marlena seemed to find it difficult to speak, her eyes filled with sorrow as she said, "I was already prepared to give in. It's too difficult for a woman to live alone. Besides, I can't just stand by and watch my father be taken by illness."

"But Lord Alessandro came to me, saying that as long as I came here... and satisfied you, my future life would be guaranteed."

Marlena's tone was helpless. Neither the magistrate in the town nor the Mafia on Sicily were forces she could resist.

"I understand, Marlena. You can rest here for tonight. For what happens next, Cosa should be the one to explain it to me."

Luke said calmly.

He withdrew his gaze and got up to leave the room.

Undoubtedly, Marlena was a beauty who could stir a man's desires in bed, but Luke wasn't so desperate that he would let his lower half control his upper half and act in such a base manner.

Compared to other animals in nature, one reason humans have been able to stand at the top of the food chain is likely that they know how to learn and think, and are not easily dominated by desire.

Bestiality is necessary for a species to maintain its aggressiveness, while humanity is the foundation for establishing order.

"Mr. Corleone..."

Seeing Marlena call out to him, Luke waved his hand and said, "There's been some misunderstanding. It's difficult for me to explain. I apologize for the fright you've experienced and for the unnecessary trouble caused."

Looking at the lingering fear in the beautiful woman's eyes, Luke didn't say anything more and simply walked out of the room.

Tonight, he would have to sleep in the second bedroom.

At least that was better than sleeping on the sofa.

Luke thought to himself.

The next morning, Luke went downstairs to order breakfast and informed the Mafia members guarding the hotel.

Less than twenty minutes later, Alessandro rushed over.

He entered the room where Luke was, stood respectfully, and didn't even reach up to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Was that really necessary, Cosa? Sending a woman to my bed overnight, and using such dishonorable means."

Luke sat at the dining table, slowly enjoying the local specialty breakfast, fried pizza pie.

He picked up his coffee cup with his right hand, took a sip, and added, "I traveled all the way to Sicily just to find a woman? Cosa, I understand what you mean, but I want to tell you that compared to flattery, I value a person's ability more."

Alessandro nodded repeatedly. He thought that a young man like Luke, full of vigor, would definitely not be indifferent to a beauty like Marlena.

Moreover, in the impression of this Mafia boss.

Aren't the most effective ways to please important people by giving money and women?

Why doesn't it work for Mr. Corleone!

Luke seemed to guess Alessandro's thoughts but didn't elaborate.

Every time he thought of that mysterious code starting and ending with the number 4, he unconsciously became much more upright.

PS: He's here, he's here, he's rolled over with an update (ω)