Preys and Predators 3 Love Binds, Family Destroy Chapter 48

 48.

 

Bassanio was left hanging by his wrists from the ceiling, his leg wound was bleeding but the jailer was unforgiving to his plight. He peeked out of his bloodied eyes, and saw the entry of the Magistrate.

“Andre Bassanio Tito, I am Magistrate Theodore. I am here to release you.” The officer stepped up to Bassanio. “We will cut you down, but before that is done, tell me of the shipment.”

Bassanio was weak from the beatings and nodded. He was tortured and his limbs broken. Enough was this pain, that he finally gave up. He felt his body lifted and the shackles removed. He was let down to the cot there and offered a drink of water.

“Where is it?” The Magistrate asked.

“The Demetus. It should be in by now.” Bassanio whispered out. “I have the …….”

“The Bill of Lading?” The Magistrate asked.

“Portia…… Portia Belmont.” Bassanio given up then.

“He said Portia Belmont.” The Magistrate spoke to the person outside the jail/ “He said ……”

“I heard.” The voice replied.

“Yes, my Lord.” The Magistrate nodded. “Kill him.”

“No. Let hm there. We need to move fast.” The voice called out. “Javier will be back.”

Bassanio was hung up again, and he muttered a weak protest. It was all over, when he felt the door to the jail closed once more. He had given up on his love; his body broken.

“Forgive me, Portia.”

The so named Magistrate mounted the carriage and the driver lashed the horse to move. The so named Magistrate looked at the other occupants in the carriage.

“Bassanio spoke of one named Portia Belmont. He has given up.” The man said.

“Good.” The other said. “Now, Gencio. We can get the shipment.”

“Do not be overjoyed, Antonio. We need to find the jewels first. Pay the man now.” Lord Gencio Capulet signalled the carriage to stop. The so named Magistrate dismounted. The carriage took off while the man turned to walk. He did not see the figure who stepped up to his rear, and stabbed him in the back. The assailant grabbed the bag of coins and left the dying man on the ground. Another carriage pulled up and the assailant mounted it.

Across the city, another Magistrate was meeting the home of the Belmont.

“I can assure you, Lady Belmont. We are treating Andre Bassanio Tito with care. He was tortured by his captors and for his safety will remain in our custody.” Magistrate Javier did not take the seat offered in the library of the Belmont home, but remained standing. He was met by the lady herself, and her friend, Nerissa. The magistrate came with two guards.

“We regret the death of Gratiano, whom I believed is the fiancé of Lady Nerissa.” Magistrate Javier placed on a straight face.

“There are threats to you and Ms. Nerissa. For this, I am placing in your home, two of my guards to ensure your safety.”

“We appreciate the concern but we have our own security here.” Portia said to the Magistrate. “When can I see Bassanio?”

“In due time. May I enquire Ms. Belmont, did Bassanio entrust any items of value or documents to you?” Magistrate Javier asked.

“Me? None that I can recalled. We are …… engaged but not wedded.” Portia looked at the magistrate. “Any particular item, may I ask?”

“No, nothing of particular in mention. Just asking.” Magistrate Javier smiled. “Anyway, Officer 24602 Nikolas Jean and Officer 23567 Maurice will be posted outside your house at nighttime.”

“24602, please be attentive.” Magistrate Javier spoke to his guard. “You are responsible for the Belmont safety. And 23567, vigilant to your duty now. No more slacking off to the music.”

“Yes, Magistrate.” Officer 24602 Nikolas Jean nodded to the task. He held a fine physique and was said to have immense strength unlike his co-officer; 23567 Maurice older by age, had on the smaller frame but was the witty one. Magistrate Javier took his leave then. They were armed with the baton for their safety. They were in the uniform and carried baton for their use.

“Officers, you may rest in the house. We hold extra chambers for guests.” Portia offered to the officers.

“It will not be appropriate, Madame. We are fine by ourselves outside.” Office Nikolas Jean declined the offer.

Jessica had then declined the offer by Romeo to stay with him longer at the cottage. They had sneaked back after meeting the friar.

“It was silly of me to think I can see Juliet. Myself remaining here, is ……. Frustrating at most.” Romeo sighed. “I am not used to be confined.”

“Well, get used to that. I am for my parents were fond of stopping me from leaving the house, but I am a rebel with many avenues of getting out.” Jessica sighed. “I wondered how long will our predicament last. Yours for your love towards Juliet, and mine towards Lorenzo.”

“Speak no more, my love. I am here.” Lorenzo appeared at the cottage door. “I just managed to evade my guardians to rush here.”

Jessica embraced her love and then land kisses onto the man.

“Get a personal chamber please. I am still here.” Romeo called out while turning his back towards them. “There is one there.”

It was the only other chamber in the cottage and was occupied by Romeo. The young couple proceeded to the chamber and with the door closed, proceeded with their caress and kisses. It was then Jessica saw the state of the chamber; the unkept bedding, the strewn clothing, and the discarded utensils.

“God, why can the men keep anything neat?” Jessica pulled away and proceeded to tidy up the place. Lorenzo stood there looking at the lady he loves doing what was the women’s tasks. He was delighted and then approached her once move holding her from the rear.

“Lorenzo, let me ……”

“Do you know there is a desirable ……. Impression when a lady cleans?” Lorenzo nuzzled his lips on the side of the lady’s neck. “It is …….”

“Dirty and above all, undesired now.” Jessica held up the discarded tunic of the occupant.

“It is not mine. You may have mine now.” Lorenzo stepped back and removed his tunic. He handed it over to the lady who had then turned to look. It was her first look at the man’s exposed chest; the very man she held and kissed many times; caressed in their hugs, but never had she seen him in his flesh.

“I could remove my tights too.” Lorenzo proceeded to pull his tights down but was stopped by Jessica. Her hands stopped him.

“I ……. I will do it.” Jessican assisted to pull the tights down. It was never the same when one was doing it to themselves, but at that moment, when she leaned down to pull it off, she shied away from looking at the protruding part of his. She found herself levelled towards it and then studied the part.

“It like you.” Lorenzo smiled and then he pulled the lady up. “I like you too.”

Lorenzo laid his lips on Jessica’s, and then his hands moved to caress her bosom. His fingers kneaded the soft flesh; she was not heavy on the top, and his hands fitted her.

“The strings are at the back.” Jessica whispered to him.

“Oh……” Lorenzo uttered. It was not that he did that before. He reached to the rear and found his fumbling was worse than his reply. She reached back and assisted him. Her top part of the gown fell from her shoulders, and exposed the first sight to him. He held the perky bosom and lowered his lips onto it. It was the same gesture a new born will do, and well, we all had good training then.

“Let me …… step back.” Jessica pulled away from the man. She then pulled her gown down to expose herself fully to him.

“You are ……. Beautiful.” Lorenzo uttered once more. He had not really seen a naked lady that close; he did once peek at the maid when she was bathing but that was different; she was an older lady with a litter of kids, and what hung there could slapped a man silly on the face.

“Shut up, Lorenzo.” Jessica pulled the man she loves towards her. “Do me for I am tired of waiting.”