Chanel quit her job, moved out of her apartment, and moved in with Vincent, that very week. Vincent thought that it would be best, they even moved houses and Chanel started counselling after he reported the crime to the police and even gave a few suspects. He wanted the rapist off the streets and thrown in jail, better yet he wanted them killed. He knew the Russians had everything to do with it, it couldn't have been anybody else.
Chanel was doing well with counselling, if Vincent hadn't suggested it, she would have been in a bad place. Today she was doing her last session for that week, she was nervous but at the same time happy, she could spend the weekend in the arms of Vincent.
Only a few minutes left, she thought to herself.
"Well Chanel, I'm happy with your progress this week and I'm looking forward to next week," her counsellor says as she writes down in her notebook.
Chanel couldn’t escape the fact that she needed this, even though it was unpl
"Aunt Martha," Vincent greets with a smile. "Oh, Vincent my boy, how are you?" Vincent gives her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, "I'm good. How are you?" She gives him one more hug, "I'm so happy to see you." Aunty Martha, the most beloved of all the family members, sweet, loving but don't let that fool, if push comes to shove, she'll fight to the death. "Who's this beautiful young lady you've brought with you?" She gushes. Chanel blushes, "Hi, I'm Chanel Wilson." "Is this your girlfriend Vince?" Vincent grins, "Yes she is." Chanel blushes. "È Splendida, ti adatta," Aunty Martha winks. [Translation: She's gorgeous, she suits you] Vincent can't help but smile, Martha welcomes them in and has her butler take their bags up to the guest room. "You're just in time, for lunch," she says as she walks them to the kitchen. "Oh great, I'm starved." "Vince you
"Honey I'm home," Chanel sings as she enters their bedroom and it's empty. She places her shopping bags down and looks around, he wasn't there. "Babe?" Nothing. She takes her shoes off, gets her bedroom slippers, and goes back downstairs to find Aunty Martha. "Aunt Martha?" "In here amore," she calls out from the kitchen, Chanel walks into the kitchen and smiles at Aunty Martha. "Have you seen Vincent?" She cuts the last piece of onion, "Yes he's in the basement with his boys." "Oh, what are they doing?" She asks curiously. "Discussing war tactics of course, ever since that ambush at the Fort, everyone has been on edge. They need to get back their stolen jewels." "Jewels?" Aunty Martha looks at Chanel and then she realises why Chanel was confused, she didn't know what was going. "You don't know what Vincent does do you?" Chanel shakes her head, "I thought he was some
Chanel woke up to Vincent kissing her neck, she moans in pleasure. "Amore," Vincent kisses her shoulder one more time. She giggles, "Babe, what do you need?" "You." She opens her eyes and looks at Vincent, who's looking at her with hungry eyes. She sits up and looks at Vincent. "It has been a while," she says as she gets on her knees and takes off her dress. Vincent bites his lip, watching his girlfriend undress in from of him, his dick twitches and gets on his knees and takes his shirt off. Chanel unclips her bra and lets her boobs fall, bouncing on her chest. Vincent grabs one of her boobs and squeezes it, causing her to moan. "Vado a divorai," he says in a deep voice. Chanel didn't know what he was saying but her body reacted to it by shivering when he slid his hand into her pants and down to her wet core. He was sending her into overdrive. Within a split second, she has turned around and push
"Così è il loro piano e pianificano l'esecuzione del giorno dell'istruzione," Gio says. [Translation: So that's their plan and they plan on executing it the day of the heist] Vincent couldn't believe what he had just heard but he wasn't mad. "Lasciamo che andiamo avanti con esso. Ci aiuterà più ci metterci in vantaggio" Vincent replies, "Dobbiamo solo assicurarsi che siano sicuri e non succede nulla a loro" [Translation: Let's let them go on with it. It will help us plus put us at an advantage. We just must make sure they are safe, and nothing happens to them.] Gio nods "Okay, I'll see you in a few hours." "Tonight, at sundown," Vincent smiles at Gio. They both leave and Vincent returns to the house, it was 05:45, he takes his clothes off and slips back into bed, kissing Chanel on the cheek and pulling her into his arms and he slowly drifted off to sleep. Chanel woke up at around 09:45,
Tonight, was the night and Chanel along with her best friend Kat were patiently waiting for their men to leave. Sitting on the patio by the pool enjoying glasses of wine, while they talked about clothes and other female stuff. "Ladies, we have a mission to attend to, we won't be back till. Morning," Gio says putting on his leather gloves. Kat looks up at him and stands up, "Come back home to me baby." And she gives him a deep passionate kiss, "I will bambino, and promise you'll behave?" "I won't make a promise that I won't keep," she giggles, Gio playfully squeezes her ass and gives her another kiss before walking back into the house. Vincent then walks out, "Chanel, come here amore." She stands up and walks to him. "I love you," he says taking her hands into his, giving them a gentle kiss, " More than you can imagine." Chanel is tearful, "I love you too." Vincent places his hand behind her neck,
Guns blazing, Chanel blinks and it was just gunshots, she was frozen in place. "Julie! Come on!" Chanel shakes her head and runs to Kat. "Girl, if you don't get your act together, you'll get killed," Kat says harshly. "I'm sorry," she whispers and follows Kat, they quickly run far from the shot out. "Where are we going?" she yells. Kat stops and turns around, "Far from here." Chanel was confused, "Monica, stop!" [Kat's real name is Monica, but I'll keep it as Kat to avoid confusion] Kat turns around and looks at her best friend, "What?" "What are you doing? Where are we going?" Kat sighs, "To the getaway car." Getaway car? "What are you talking about? I thought we were handing them over to the police." Kat shakes her head, "I can't Julie, I'm sorry but I just can't do that." "Why?" Kat looks around and finally lets out a sigh, "I'm
I loved her, she was my amore, my donna, my heart, I loved her more than I let on and when she betrayed me, I couldn’t help but love her more because even in that I saw how loyal she was to the people she cared about, she could have shot me that night but she didn’t, that means that she too felt something. It’s been a month since I got out, Gio is still on the inside but he gets out tomorrow, he has a son now, AJ, a beautiful little bambino, just like his father, the intense blue eyes and the blonde hair, he’ll make a great member of the mafia, I’ve been keeping an eye of him and his mother, I owe it to Gio, he is my brother after all. Monica doesn’t work anymore, she spends most of her time indoors looking after AJ and running errands every other day, Juliet, comes in to visit at least three times a week, just spend time with her godson and help around the house, with the way she handles AJ I can tell she’ll be a great mother to our children. You must think I’m a we
Vincent Giovanni “How do you know the Russians took her?” He takes out his phone and shows me a video of Juliet tied up on a chair, half-naked, she’s kicking and screaming, but she wasn’t crying, that means she was angry, pissed. The camera turns and (Russian name) is in full view, the new Russian mafia boss, he smirks into the camera before he lets out a laugh. “Mario, we have your girl here, and you know how we Russians look after our women,” he chuckles evilly, “If you want her back, you have to give me, Kira.” “Kira?” “You have 24 hours,” and he makes a gun with his fingers and points it to his head and makes a pow sound and the video ends. I look at my brother, and he’s already looking at me. “And no, we are not giving him Kira, okay, that’s my fiancé,” he argues. “I never said anything about handing Kira over, but I’m intrigued, why do they want her?” My brother looks away a