ANMELDENPierce.The meeting with Don Massimo went better than expected. His loyalty was intact, his words promising, his respect for the Plaza still unshaken. But what unsettled me were two uninvited guests meandering in Milan.He leaned back, cigar smoke puffing from his mouth."Your mother’s been asking around for Falcon." He announced. That name alone made every nerve on my body rise. I knew exactly who Falcon was, a bottom-feeding hitman with a special taste for psychological terror for women. He didn’t just kill women, he destroys them first. Leaves them broken and violated, begging for death before delivering the final blow. People like him weren’t in it for the money, they were in it for the thrilling madness. For my mother to seek someone like him... it only meant one thing she wanted Alexis to relive the trauma she left in Oklahoma. But I won't allow her. I already sliced off her funds, took her cars. The only thing she has left is a house in Alaska. Don Massimo must’ve seen my f
Alexis. I smiled, warmth blooming in my chest. But then, the nagging guilt crept in. My smile faltered a little. “Sierra… I’m sorry about the other day.”I blurted. She frowned. “Why?”She asked.I hesitated, lowering my voice. “Because I feel like I always drag you into my mess. First it was Drew, then Marissa… and what if something happens to you because of me? What if one day I lose you?”Sierra reached out, pulling me into a hug. “Hey, stop that. If I die beside you, I’ll die with a smile on my face.” She pulled back and smiled. “I don’t regret anything. You’ve been there for me when no one else was, Alexis. And I’ll always be here for you. It’s the best thing we’ve ever done choosing each other.”She said. Tears threatened to pop from my eyes, but I laughed softly. “Damn it, now you’re getting all sentimental.” I whisper. “Blame the juice. It’s potent,”she said grinning. Sierra wiped under her eyes. "Okay enough of the teary Lifetime moment. Back to the steam, babe." She
Alexis.“I’m the best friend, babe. Don’t make me call a group chat with the Dons and ask them myself.”She said. I gave her a look. “Yea, you would.”I retorted. “Damn right I can. Now rank 'em.”She ordered. “Okay …“Honestly? I don’t even know who was the best. They were all super duper perfect at what they did. It’s like they mastered the art of Kama Sutra.”I tilted my head thoughtfully.Sierra’s mouth dropped open. “Girl…”“No kidding. Like, Kama Sutra needs to take notes from them. They were that good.”I laughed.“Whew! Let me manifest that video of my best friend getting a gangbang. Just give me the appetizer.”Sierra put a hand to her chest like she was catching the Holy Ghost."But seriously, I wanna see a video of the mafiabang."She leaned in like we were sharing state secrets.I almost spit out my juice. "Johnny Sins isn’t enough for you? You’ve got James Deen, Danny D, Cade Maddox..."I listed. Sierra gasped, eyes wide. "Alexis! You even know all their names?!"She exclaime
Billie.My phone buzzed just as Luna and I were watching Rachelle plotting on how to ruin Barbie's new store. I glanced at the caller ID, Mom.I swiped my screen. "Sweetheart, are you sure you’ll be okay with Luna for a few days?"Her gentle voice filled my ear."Of course, Mom," I smiled, my heart already full. "I’ve missed her. Can’t wait to spoil her rotten."I said. Mom sighed in relief. "Thank you, honey. Pierce asked if he could fly her over since you missed her so much and well Luna was over the moon."She said. My heart swelled with joy, Pierce did that for me . Damn him and his thoughtful kind heart.We hung up, and before I could even put my phone down…“Why do you have bite marks on your neck?”Luna’s curious little voice chimed in.Shit, I completely forgot about that. Thinking fast, I grinned and tickled her sides. "Because I didn’t wear Nana’s knitted sweater and a really big bug bit me!"I replied. "You’re funny!”Luna said giggling, squirming in my arms.She squinted
Pierce.Maxwell and Juarez were still in the shower, likely still tangled in each other. They haven't seen each other in a while so it makes sense they'd be going at it like horny rabbits. They aren't gay just bi. Nero stood at the balcony, cigarette lazily tucked between his fingers. I joined him, a glass of whiskey in hand. The night was silent, silver drenched under a creamy moonlight. Below us, the valley beamed with light. Inside, Alexis lay sprawled across rumpled sheets. “She’s beautiful. I’ve never had a night like this.” Nero said, finally breaking the silence. His voice was husky almost like he was still savoring the memory.“You’ve got yourself a nice little image to jerk off to every night now. Just do me a favor. Don’t start imagining those sick little torture methods you like to come up with. Not on my wife. Keep that shit for your enemies.”I replied, smirking. Nero let out a low chuckle. “I know my limits. You forget, I like my women in one piece. Does she have a si
Alexis I lay there, breathless, thinking it was over. My body trembled, used and serviced beyond anything I ever imagined. But as I tried to catch my breath, Father Maxwell leaned in, brushing his lips softly against my ear.“It’s not done yet, sweetheart,” he whispered with that sweet warmth only he mastered.Before I could react, they were already tending to me, gently cleaning my skin with warm cloths. Their touch was soft, preparing me for something else. My arms were pulled above my head, held firmly in place by silk ropes. A soft gag was tied between my lips, silencing my growing whimpers.I could only watch as Father Maxwell uncorked a crystal bottle, filled with rich amber liquid.My eyes widened with curiosity, my heart pounding as he slowly drizzled it across my body.The sticky warmth trickled over my breasts, across my nipples, down my stomach, right between my thighs. I gulped. My nipples hardened instantly as the golden streams coated me entirely. I looked like some sa
Alexis.The door clicked open, right on cue. I casually opened the fridge, trying to look as natural as possible, pretending to search for something. My heart raced as I imagined Pierce’s eyes behind me, undressing me in his mind. Except... my carefully rehearsed plan unraveled quickly.An apple
Alexis. If someone had told me a year ago that I’d be sitting at a dinner table with mafia kings in a see-through lace dress, no less. I would’ve laughed, poured another glass of wine, and called them stupid. Yet here I was. The long mahogany dining table stretched out like something out of a c
Alexis.The clink of our wine glasses echoed through the room, followed by our laughter. Sierra clapped her hands, cheeks flushed from the wine. “I still can’t believe you actually flipped him off,” she said, smiling widely.“He deserved it,” I replied with a shrug, feeling the warmth of both the
Alexis.I leaned back in the oversized tub as warm water hugged my skin and rippled gently. Outside the window, pine trees swayed in the wind.The bath salts made everything soft. But there was a sensation curling beneath my tummy. Must be the salts and essential oils kicking in.I closed my eyes a







