Paolo liked, but feared danger. Sofia’s sexuality and edginess was an intoxicating combination. Whilst still desperately infatuated with Livia and the idea of Livia, he found Sofia’s brand of drug really exciting. He was desperate for more sexual exploits with her, but also fearful of her association with Tony and the possibility that now she had taken Paolo for £200,000, and with nothing to lose, she might doublecross him and prompt Tony’s revenge.
‘Keep your enemies closer’ maybe, he thought. He needed to see Sofia very soon to have ‘one foot in the stirrup’... and something else in something else.
With his share reduced to £200,000, Paolo is challenged by Sofia, who seduced him and is suspicious about his relationship with Livia. Sofia discovers that Paolo extorted £400,000 from her other lover, Tony, (Paolo’s scary boss) and demands to split it 50:50 with Paolo. Her leverage is that she’s discovered frozen fingers, Terry’s fingers, in Paolo’s freezer and she’s secretly taken photographs of them next to sleeping Paolo and lodged them with her solicitor... clever girl.
Paolo won’t implicate Livia and acquiesces to Sofia’s demands. He’s left with nothing but carnal hope for Livia’s return....
...which will be very soon...
Under Livia’s spell, Paolo agrees to ‘kidnap’ Terry and extort money from Tony for his twin’s safe return. In reality Paolo kills Terry, cuts off his fingers, uses them for extortion, dumping the body in a Fenland river. All the time Paolo is the most trusted aide that Tony has, but always keeps a few steps ahead of Tony, manipulating the older boss man through the latter’s fraternal guilt.
Meanwhile Livia takes a three-week cruise to the Caribbean to provide her a perfect alibi. Paolo succeeds in extorting £400,000 in Bitcoin currency, but Livia, from afar, demands her share.
The unholy trio combine. To suffer, Tony will first lose his beloved brother Terry, then be killed himself. Livia, who herself has been beaten up very badly by Tony previously, will arrange things.
Arranging things involves Paolo, Tony’s trusty henchman, a ruthless, handsome late-twenties young man. The stunningly pretty Livia casts a sexual spell on Paolo, but delays his carnal prize until he has done her bidding. She has no interest in him, but can use him. Separately and individually, the other two women seduce Paolo, who gets rather a lot of sex along the way... except with Livia.
Tony has problems regarding his twin Terry. The ‘twin thing’ - loyalty bond - two ‘identical’ beings from a single egg - affects Tony’s judgment. But when the stunningly beautiful Livia, Terry’s treacherous wife, tricks Tony into sleeping with her, the trouble starts.
Tony has already tired of his own beautiful wife Marcia and beats her up before impregnating her. Marcia rebuilds her friendship with younger sister Sofia, who stays over a lot and sets her sights on Tony, with whom she starts late night relations.
The three woman don’t like each other, but like Tony even less.
Tony must suffer and die.
Identical twins Tony and Terry run an East End mafia-style operation in London. Tony rules, violently, but three women with enormous bollocks get to run rings around him and any other guys they choose. Tony expects total loyalty (fedelta), but is it what he gets?
We start at Terry’s funeral... a hell of a funeral. Someone has bumped him off, but what’s inside the coffin isn’t Terry, but high explosive destined to send Tony down to hell too. But Tony’s instinct delays that trip and he’s tripped off to hospital instead.
He must rely on his trusty henchman Paolo.
Sofia was pleased to see that Paolo was true to his word and had transferred the £200,000 in Bitcoins to her. She was relieved because she certainly didn’t want her bluff called because that could have other repercussions. Business being business aside, she liked Paolo and genuinely wanted to help him, and help herself to more of him as things developed.
Sofia was an interesting mix of competitiveness, with sister Marcia of course, who would always have the age advantage over her and with Livia, whose looks made even beautiful women look plain, and compassion, which both other women lacked.
The thought that Livia might be with anyone else but him was agony to Paolo. His passion for her was self-fuelling, despite Sofia’s warnings about Livia’s motives and likely actions. Nonetheless, he would have to heed Tony’s warning and bide his time.
In the meantime though, he could console himself that he’d already been intimate with Tony’s own wife and planned to do so again very soon. And the added consolation was Sofia, who was very exciting... and now that he’d transferred her blackmail money, he expected her help to destroy Tony.
But neither of the sisters was Livia!
Paolo must have shown his feelings a bit to Tony, who was quick to chide.
“Now don’t you go getting any ideas about Livia. She doesn’t need any toy boy right now. She’s grieving and I expected more of you Paolo than pulling a face like a slapped arse! If I get any inkling you’ve been sniffing around Livia you’ll regret it, even if you have been a good friend to me recently!”
Tony’s warning off came as quite a shock to Paolo, who immediately resolved that Tony would get what was coming to him very soon and very finally.
With the knock-back about not being able to meet Livia from the cruise in Southampton, Paolo started to get jealous - not an emotion to which he was normally prone. He was suspicious of Tony. He started wondering if something might be going on between Tony and his sister-in-law. Livia was Paolo’s now he had rid her of her husband, but since she had been away from him for what seemed like such a long time, the distance between them seemed to have increased. She was more of a dream than a reality. And that bothered Paolo greatly.
Paolo heard Tony making arrangements to collect Livia from Southampton when her ship returned.
“I can go to Southampton to collect her for you,” offered Paolo., “saves you time and trouble.”
“Ain’t no trouble,” insisted Tony, “and besides, it’s me she wants to collect her. We’re both grieving.”
“But...” started Paolo.
“No buts Paolo... you just get on with the work. Livia needs me, poor woman.”
This was the first Livia disappointment for Paolo. He took it as a snub and it pissed him off not to be wanted. It would have been an ideal opportunity to talk to her.
Paolo decided not to probe any doubts Tony might entertain about Shaun not being Terry's killer. Paolo didn’t want to fuel any further discussions. So he asked Tony what he should get on with.
Tony gave him a list of tasks and of people to call. Some things had gone ‘on hold’ while Terry’s kidnapping and ransom demand was distracting Tony. Paolo put his head down and got on with sorting them out. Late morning he heard Tony talking on his phone to what was obviously Livia. Tony was trying to comfort her.
Paolo longed to speak to her too.
“Shaun’s dead?” asked Paolo, slightly shocked at the speed of his colleague’s despatch.
“Apparently,” admitted Tony, “papers are full of it! Says he ate something didn’t agree with him. Choked. Me too!”
Tony threw Paolo a couple of morning newspapers.
“No money?” asked Paolo to emphasise his ignorance.
“Not yet.” That was almost all that was said. Paolo didn’t press for more information. He didn’t need to. If Shaun had been taken out, then Paolo was completely above suspicion. Almost.
Tony’s next throwaway line gave Paolo cause for concern though.
“I’m wonderin’ though if maybe someone got the wrong man.”
Arriving at Tony’s office, Paolo had no idea what state his boss might be in. Everything had happened so quickly and recently that he expected that Tony might be devastated, anguished, wringing hands, unable to get over the savage loss of his brother and his money. However, Tony appeared to be back to his old self... grumpy, decisive, businesslike. The only concession to the recent happenings was delivered very matter-of-factly.
“The good news is the bastard Shaun’s gawn, but the bad news is so’s my fucking money!”
“Gawn?” repeated Paolo quizzically, “Gone where?”
“In his case, to Hell!”
The call ended when Sofia announced that she had to get on.
“OK Paolo, I’ll call you again when the money’s cleared tonight and we can devise a plan of action... as well as another action plan for just the two of us.” She giggled, said “Byeee!” and disconnected. Paolo was left feeling very strange. It seemed he wasn’t making too many of his own decisions right now and that seriously perturbed him.
Then his phone rang again. It was Tony.
“I hope you’re on your way in.” he barked. “This fucking firm won’t run itself!”
Business as usual? Maybe.
“We’ll see.” was all Paolo said in response to Sofia’s offer to help him get his money back from Livia. He didn’t want to admit that he might have been ‘played’ by Livia. He still wanted to believe that when she returned she would reward him for what he’d done and help him take over the business. He believed in love, he believed in Livia... silly boy.
Sofia was truly exciting, dangerous and inventive, but she simply wasn’t Livia. Nonetheless, with Sofia, Marcia and Livia, maybe he could have his cake and eat it and eat it and eat it.
“Look Paolo,” Sofia wanted to build Paolo up again. “This might surprise you, but I actually like you. You’re passionate, courageous, level-headed, forward looking and have real backbone. Pretty good qualities. You’re nonetheless careless and possibly too quick to see the best in people and ignore warning signs.”
“We’ve already had fun together and if it’s still on offer despite everything, then I’d like more. But I wouldn’t want you to think I’ve gone soft on you and my share of the money. That’s mine and stays that way. I want to help you get yours back from Livia”
Paolo pushed back.
“Livia’s OK. We had something...” he started.
“Something ‘special’ you mean?” Sofia at the other end had to interrupt before he started convincing himself. “Livia has something special alright Paolo and that’s 200K of your money, that’s pretty special... and for doing virtually nothing and taking no risks. Very, very special Paolo!”
“It wasn’t like that...” he defended.
“I’m guessing,” continued Sofia, “I’m guessing you’ve never even slept with Livia either, so you’re not that special, are you?”
“Your silence tells all Paolo. You need to get real. And you need to get that money back.
“Let me continue...” Paolo, silent at the other end, was listening. “I’m assuming it is Livia as you haven’t rushed to deny it. If you’ve paid her an equal share of Tony’s ransom and have already disposed of her husband, who’s life was doubtless insured handsomely, and she has a cast iron alibi, then she doesn’t need you any more. I know that probably sounds harsh and you don’t want to hear it, but you’re smart Paolo, so think it through.”
Paolo didn’t want to hear what came next either.
“When she gets back she’ll drop you like a brick!”
Sofia was a beautiful woman by most objective standards. She had strong features, a longish nose, high forehead, dark hair, dark, deep-set brown eyes and thin-lipped wide mouth. Marcia, shared many of these features. Both had hourglass figures, although Sofia was two inches taller. It was clear they were from the same Italian stock. Both were quite striking.
Livia was different. Petite and slim in stature, she stood just 5’2” tall. Her fair hair may have been bottle-fed, but fitted her breathtakingly pretty face, perfect small nose and amazing emerald green eyes. Reason enough to hate her.