35- Crazy Ideas are Always Fun

Isabella

“And what did you have in mind exactly?” Lucus moves to ask me. Mirroring his smile I move my focus over to him. Can’t believe I’m actually thinking about helping these Maledetti Bastardis (Fucking Bastards). But when I heard about their shipment plans something just seemed, well, off.

As I sat here listening to them plan, I began to get this terrible, horriable feeling in the pit of my stomach, and even though their fucking bat shit crazy, I still didn’t want people getting hurt. No matter how terrible they were to me. It’s just wasn't who I was.

So when Tony talked about the mole situation, I began to get this crazy idea and didn’t realize I had spoken the words ‘I have a suggestion’ out loud. Now I suddenly had the attention of four fucking doms now surrounding me as they waited for me to speak. Fuck me. Yet while they terrified me to a point, I still wanted to be brave enough to help.

“Well… What if you play a game? Like a scavenger hunt? Now before you turn it down, just hear me out. It might be complicated to some but this could really help you in the long run. So please, don’t be mad. But, it’s just… something seems super off with your meeting and while I tried super hard not to eavesdrop, I couldn’t help shake the bad feeling I was getting.”

Searching their faces I move to wait, yet when they don’t react or say anything absurd I move to finish with my thought process.

“Tony, you said you have a mole problem correct? Yet you're unable to figure it out? And each time you try it only turns out badly for you? Well what if there’s more than one mole to this equation. And since this shipment is so highly important, it's safe to assume that you shouldn’t trust just anyone with it” I continue, their focus still on me.

“So my thought to this was, what if you have two decoys along with the original shipment. Then have them start all at different time frames periodically checking in. I mean, you might need extra boxes and things like that to help create the illusion of a fuller truck but only four men should know which truck is the real one”.

“Then its just a matter of coming up with different routes along the way along with different instructions to give each driver. Just make sure that the route you actually want is somehow marked clearly and you have the correct instructions for the right truck.”

"Interesting, go on" replies Lucus, each of them hanging onto my words.

Feeling my heart race, I move to continue onward. “The instructions of course, should never be fully completed. Just in case there’s interception or if someone is following them at any given time. Keeping instructions vague make it twice as hard for them to raid you. And like typical scavenger hunts, have them all go around the city, give random instructions with only the real truck knowing the correct steps to take, keeping it simple helps narrow down your suspect pool.”

"Huh, never thought of it like that" replies Tony as he mulls over everything thus far.

“Now here's where it gets fun though, with keeping your extra men along the routes as backup, your instructions on the other hand, should be really ridiculous and out of any social norm, like for example ‘Go to 12th and Main. Find the local coffee shop. Go inside and ask for a “Samantha” while ordering a dozen or so donuts or coffee, while this Samantha hands you the next envelope. Having your men do random things not only stalls for time but makes it kinda fun. Plus, having random people involved makes it more appreciative. You could also give out a special word that only the driver knows. The more complicated the instructions are the harder it is for them to steal.”

“Plus, by the time the mole does finally figure it out, it’ll be too late and the real shipment should have been delivered safely."

Phew! That suddenly became very long and very winded during that whole explanation. I didn’t even realize how excited I was during it. Scavenger hunts were my absolute favorite as a child as my father used to do it all the time with me when I was little.

Looking too my men, I can’t help but see Grant smirk. His face is in a similar setting as to when I gave him my suggestion for his company. Alex clearly thinking over my words, while Tony only nodding his head. Lucus of course, only stares at me. As if I suddenly grew two heads. The silence awkward which makes me fidget, making me think I did something wrong again.

Clearing his throat, Lucus moves to say something that if I wasn’t sitting down I would have fainted from shock. “That’s a wonderful ideal Agapi (Love). I’m so proud of you.”

Oh my sweet apple pie, I’m so glad I’m not ice cream right about now, because the heat that was currently radiating off me would have me melting at those words.

“It’s logically a lot of work and quite sound proof, but it would also throw everyone for a loop” says Tony. Looking behind me I can see him furiously typing away on his phone.

Using this time wisely, Alex moves to speak up next. “Should we inform Enzo and Marco?” Grant interjects by shaking his head: “No, I don’t think we should tell anyone about these new changes. Including Enzo and Marco. They’ll just have to wait until we're at the warehouse when we bring in the other two trucks and assign the convoys. Only then should we tell the driver of the first car. Just as our Agapi (Love) suggested. For now let's act like the original plan is still a go.”

Nodding their heads agreement, Tony moves to add, “I’ll work on routes and instructions as I can cover more with air support. And since Isabella has such a mean streak to her” he says giving me that knowing smirk which makes me blush again. “I think she should be able to help out as well. I could really use her expertise in this. Plus we all know she ain’t the snitch.”

Snitch? Ha as if, I say to myself listening as he said that. Like I’d have anyone to snitch to. My dad maybe, but that's all.

Sitting with my eyes now wide, I move to look at Lucus who only nods. “Isabella darling, Tony unfortunately is right. This is your crazy idea. Will you help us?”

Fighting to resist my next statement, my mouth moves without consent. “The Lucus D’Amico asking me, a Moretti for help? Ask nicely” at the tone of my voice, Lucus’s expression hardens and I knew I crossed that line again.

“Don’t be such a brat Isabella. I have no problem in taking you over my knee and making that pretty little ass of yours a nice shade of red.”

“Sorry” I whisper, moving to look at my lap as he hummed. Turning my focus, I move to look at Tony. “Sure, I’d love to help. What can I do.”

“GREAT! Let’s get going then!” He says before I’m suddenly yanked from Grant's embrace as I’m suddenly thrown over his shoulder. My vision now turned upside down as I yelped in surprise. Tony walking from the room, the guys all smiling the further we went.

“HEY! Put me down Tony!” I say, lightly hitting his back as he continued.

“Nah. I’m good. I quit like this new view of you” he says only for me to gasp. His fingers running up and along my inner thigh, relatively close to my throbbing core before moving to bite my ass.

“OW! Hey! That hurt” I cry, squirmming. A wave of vibrations coming directly from him as he laughs, a rough hand moving to smooth out the area he bit as he gently rubs it. Another two guards who had been following us were also smirking.

Stopping momentarily at something in front of him, I used this moment to see that he wasn’t wearing a belt. Just a pair of ordinary blue jeans and a button down shirt. Smirking, I move to hook my fingers into the loops of his pants before pushing with all my might. For I maybe short but I can do whole lot of damage.

“HEY” he screams. Hoping that would work in putting me down, he only moves to waddle into another room much to my dismay. Attempting to keep not only his pants but boxers up as the door moves to shut tightly behind us. Only then am I thrown onto a couch. My vision blurred as he quickly pulls his pants back up.

“If you wanted to see naked so much Bambina (Baby), all you had to do was ask” comes his smug reply as he moves to look over his shoulder. Giving him an eye roll, my eyes quickly catch his evil smirk. Oh shit, I’m in trouble now.

Swiftly as he could, he moves to sit down before yanking me across his lap. My body now laying sideways on the couch with my face down and my ass up.

“Bad girls get punished Agapi (Love)” comes his stern voice. Placing gentle pressure on my lower back to keep me from moving does he move to flip up the back of my dress, my panties being yanked in a downward motion to expose my ass.

Attempting to protest, I try to move once more only for the pressure to tighten followed by a SMACK!

“OW!” I cry in pain.

“COUNT” He barks.

SMACK!

“One, Thank you Kyrios (Master)”

“Brava Ragazza (Good Girl)”

SMACK! SMACK!