Chapter 146: Passionate Marksmanship Lesson


    Chapter 146: Passionate Marksmanship Lesson


    Isabe eyed the array of weapons on the rack and pointed to a Gatling Gun, saying to Emanuele,


    "Perhaps I could give this one a try?"


    Her ambitious suggestion almost made Emanuele burst intoughter.


    "You don''t need heavy artillery right now; let''s start with the Glock Pistols I gave you," Emanuele


    suggested, leading Isabe to a secluded corner of the shooting range, where they were alone.


    This was Emanuele''s exclusive shooting range, off-limits to anyone without permission.


    Emanuele pulled Isabe close, her back against his chest. His arms wrapped around, hands


    gripping hers. At this proximity, Isabe caught the scent of Emanuele''smanding cologne and


    felt the rise and fall of his chest with each breath.


    "Now, lock your elbow and aim at the target in front of you," Emanuele instructed, snapping Isabe


    back to attention.


    Damn it, she got distracted by Emanuele''s proximity at this critical moment. Now was not the time


    for wandering thoughts; she needed to focus on her marksmanship lesson.


    Emanuele leaned down, near Isabe''s neck, aligning his perspective with hers for precise


    targeting.


    "Now, squeeze the trigger. The recoil might push you back, but don''t be afraid," Emanuele''s breath


    whispered in Isabe''s ear, quickening her heartbeat, challenging her concentration.


    Emanuele''s hand secured Isabe''s waist, maintaining her bnce. Although Isabe had fired


    guns before, even killed Chloe, she appreciated Emanuele''s reminder.


    Isabe fired a shot, the recoil causing her to lean into Emanuele''s embrace. He steadied her, but


    seeing where her shotnded left her a bit disheartened.


    "I didn''t even hit the edge. You make it look easy," she confessed, realizing how challenging it truly


    was.


    "It''s okay, Isabe. You''re a beginner. Take it slow. Get familiar with the feel of shooting; let it


    be an extension of your arm," Emanuele reassured.


    He knew Isabe had fired before, driven by emotions. Now, he wanted her to learn calm shooting,


    to genuinely feel the act.


    Isabe nodded, acknowledging Emanuele as a patient and effective instructor.


    "Come on, Isabe, shoot again."


    She obeyed, firing another round.


    "Once more."


    Isabe emptied the magazine.


    Emanuele guided her through reloading, saying, "I''ll teach you how to reload. See, like this..."


    Isabe nodded, determined to remember each step. A small handgun turned out to be quite a


    study, and she chuckled at her earlier thoughts of trying heavy weaponry.


    Emanuele probably found her naivety amusing.


    When Isabe finally hit the target, Emanuele praised, "Great job, Isabe. You''re progressing


    quickly. I should reward you."


    As he spoke, he grabbed Isabe''s buttocks and his hands began exploring her lower half.


    Subsequently, Isabe''s pants were undone by Emanuele.


    He ran his hand down Isabe''s bottom, between her legs, and began to touch her.


    Isabe feels her body trembling, and she has to make an effort to maintain bnce.


    "Shoot, baby."


    "If you continue like this, I''m afraid I might hurt you unintentionally."


    "You don''t know how, just keep shooting," Emanuele''s chin rested on Isabe''s shoulder, his voice


    low and hoarse, full of temptation.


    Isabe felt the heat inside her body constantly surging towards her lower half, and she had an urge


    to kill.


    Oh my god, what is Emanuele doing?


    But she doesn''t want Emanuele to stop either.


    When Emanuele pushed a finger into Isabe''s body, Isabe only felt the tension tighten and her


    attention was all in that ce.


    But Emanuele stillmanded Isabe in a strong tone, "Shoot."


    Isabe fired a shot, feeling her body weakening under Emanuele''s maniption.


    "It will be seen by people," Isabe said worriedly.


    "It''s okay, no one cane in here except me. Even if someone sees us, I don''t care."


    Emanuele puts another finger inside Isabe, and in her mouth, he still encourages her to shoot.


    Isabe feels like she has no strength to hold a gun anymore. Oh my God, why do this at this time?


    "Emanuele." Isabe sobbed out Emanuele''s name, her body flowing with waves of pleasure and


    her breathing bing disordered.


    "Isabe, feel the excitement? Keep shooting, baby."


    Isabe had to obey Emanuele''s orders and continue shooting at the target.


    Oh my god, her mind ispletely nk.


    Soon, as the gunshots rang out once again, Isabe blossomedpletely on Emanuele''s


    fingertips. As joy swept over her entire body, Isabe''s rationality gradually returned.


    Emanuele let go of Isabe. He pulled down his pants and said to Isabe, "Open your mouth,


    baby."


    Isabe opened her mouth and sucked Emanuele, feeling his excitement, and she followed suit.


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    "Wonderful, Isabe, baby." Emanuele held Isabe''s head, and at this moment he too had the


    climax.


    After the shooting ss ended, Isabe was taken back to her apartment by Emanuele.


    "Can''t you just get some sleep and go to work the next day?" Isabe asked Emanuele.


    Emanuele saw the worry in Isabe''s eyes and couldn''t help but smile as he gently touched her


    cheek. "You care about me that much?"


    "I''m just afraid you''ll die, and then I''ll have to follow suit," Isabe said, trying to sound nonchnt


    despite her concerns.


    "Don''t worry, I won''t die, and neither will you," Emanueleughed heartily before turning around and


    leaving.


    Watching Emanuele disappear into the elevator, Isabe sighed. She knew that Emanuele was


    always busy, especially since Frederick was still atrge. As the queen of the mafia herself, being


    targeted by his enemies challenged his bottom line. She feared that he would do anything to defeat


    Frederick once they found him.


    But she also worried about Emanuele''s health; everyone needed rest eventually. Even if he had


    boundless energy all the time, he still needed to rx sometimes.


    However, there was nothing she could do except make sure she had enough self-defense skills so


    that Emanuele wouldn''t have to worry about her safety.


    Not long after Emanuele left Sophia called Isabe on the phone. "Are you busy right now?"


    After attending Grazia''s wedding with Leo in Italy without rushing back home afterward they nned


    on traveling around many ces worldwide because Chicago wasn''t safe for them anymore.


    "I just got back from practicing shooting with Emanuele."