Damien-The pure aggression from her anger filled rant had me taken a back, she’s always been so mellow and submissive and if it weren’t for the situation I’m currently sitting in, phone in one hand with my brothers listening to our girl, our wife to be and our everything ripping me to shreds as she specks her peace id stuff my cock down her fucking throat to shut her the hell up then fuck her into a coma with how turned on I am at this moment.“Are you done” was the wrong thing to ask as she stops to take a few calming breaths because she turns on me so fast the sting of her slap was so unexpected I make the move to draw my gun but stop as it registers that she just slapped the fucking shit out of me.“You are a fucking asshole, I’m done fuck you” she yells and quickly gets out of the car slamming the door behind her causing the whole car to shake with the force her little body used to slam the fucking door.“What the fuck just happened” I say out loud to know one in particular.“Dud
Damien-I watch as the cars pull away and disappear down the hill back to the city. I stay glued to my spot as I watch my girl drive away to only Liam and my dad know where.Will she talk to my brothers or have I fucked it up for all three of us. Will she be mad at them too for not coming with us as her buffers or will she curl up between them and seek them out for the comfort from the pain I’ve caused her.I’m a cowered a little bitch just as my dad said. What kind of fucking mafia boss acts like I’ve been acting, sulking over the fact that my girl trusted a friend with her problems when we refused to share shit that had to do with our world with our queen.The drive home feels like it takes hours. I know what’s waiting for me when I walk through the door, and I take it all.Both Dante and Damitri are standing at the front door, the first punch I take the second I try to shield myself from but stop myself from fighting back. I know that the beating I’m about to get will be one I dese
Dante-A fucking week.Seven days.One-hundred and sixty-eight hours.Ten-thousand and eighty seconds.I’ve called her phone and get nothing but the voicemail, my dad won’t pass the phone to her when I call and the last time I showed up at his and Liams new place I was told to leave of Liam would shoot my dick off.All I know is that she’s safe, that should be enough for me but it’s not.Hence why I’m sneaking into my own dad’s house. Covered by the shadows of the night I creep along the bushes and walls like a fucking shadow. I use my learned skills to my advantage and find a way into the house.Now that I’m inside I have to try to figure out what room she’s in and if she’s even fucking here.“Miss Indigo is scary dude; I’m not going in there again” I hear one of the guards tell another and I have to not only stifle my laugh but control myself from rolling my eyes.If Indi’s here, then I’m completely fucked on getting to see my girl.Id chop off my left fucking nut and eat it for the
Damitri-I’ll never admit this out loud and if someone did find out id deny it… but I’m glad my dad found someone he can be transparent with. I’ve seen a brighter side to him since he started dating Liam. Well, I guess by mafia law they are married but still I’m glad that he has someone by his side who keeps him grounded.Seeing Liam sitting on my dad’s lap like some sort of glittery glammed out and possible docile cat makes me miss the fuck out of my baby and want nothing more then to blow the fucking place down around me just to get to her.“She’s not here” Liam says, making me snap my head towards him.“What the hell do you mean she’s not here” Dante asks, beating me to the punch.Liam shrugs and wiggles himself further into my dad’s chest as if it was possible to climb into his actual skin.“It’s like I said, she’s not here. You can search the whole house if you want but you’re not going to find her here” Liam says on a yawn.“Call Roman” I tell Dante.“She’s not there either” Lia
Durani The cold night air blows around me as I make my way home from a night out with friends. The feeling of the few drinks I had runs through my gains making me feel somewhat dizzy but I shake the feeling away knowing that I only have two more blocks until I'm home. Walking up the front steps a feeling of uneasiness washes over me as I turn to look around the empty streets feeling as if someone was watching me. The streets are empty of any people and the few houses that line the street have there front porch lights on better lighting the view before me. The uneasy feeling only starts to grow the longer I stand here looking around, quickly unlocking the front door I then hurry inside. Quietly I walk to my room making sure I don't wake up my mom. "Durani" I groan hearing her slurred voice. "Durani" I turn on my side wishing that she would just leave me alone. "Durani" she draws out then sighs "Fine I guess I'll toss this shit out" I sit up and she starts laughing. "What it is
Dante King "Come on dude it's not that big of a fucking deal" I say on a chuckle as I slap Damien on the back. I'd come home last night half baked and more then a little tipsy an craved something savory to eat as a way to help cure my munchies... only it didn't go as planned and I made a huge fucking mess out of Damien's cleaner the an operating room kitchen. "How the fuck did you get cheese all the to the back door" Damitri ask while laughing his ass off. I shrug and start washing the dishes. It's been six months since we moved out of our dad's place and into our own. We made the choice to become independent and try to stay away from our family legacy. Being the sons of a less then legal family enterprise has made us more vigilante of our surroundings and given us a whole new view on what we want as way of living our lives with out having to constantly worry if we're going to be kidnapped, killed or who knows what else. The Lopez family has always ran or swam with big fish and
Durani pov Two weeks is how long it took for us to settle once again. Four months is how long we lived at our old place before trouble started. One week is how long I'd been locked in the basement before my mom remembered she had me and where I was. Sixteen hours is how long I followed behind my mom in my better of a car, watching as she swerved from one side of the road to the other, thankfully with out killing anyone or herself in the process. The sound of my alarm clock screaming at me to get up sounds as the rays from the sun shine in through the bent, cracked and missing blinds, getting up I go do my thing in the bathroom and get dressed grab my keys and head to school. But first I have to stop and pick up my new best friend Liam. Three hours later the lunch bell rings and I find myself once again day dreaming about them. The King boys were known as the bad boys of Eastland High, they are tall with nice fit bodies and are extremely handsome. They caught my attention whe
Durani There's know fucking why he was even looking at me right? Was I laughing to loud? Did I snort? A million questions dance around in my head as I continue to stare at the table. "Hey D you okay you don't look so good" Liam asks as he touches my forehead with his clammy hand "I bet it was that sandwich, who knows when they made that thing" I tune out Liam's rant while I gather my trash. "I, I've got to um, go so I'll see you after school k" I say as I stand from my seat and all but bolt out of the cafeteria. Sitting in last period I can feel Damitri's eyes on my every move. I try to ignore him, by talking to my classmate Kris who's been assigned as my partner, thankfully the project we've been given helps take my mind off of Damitri. Ever since lunch he's seemed to have kept his penetrating gaze locked on me as if I've magnetically locked him in place. It's unsettling n a way but thrilling in another. I'm standing at my locker gathering my stuff to head home when I fe
Damitri-I’ll never admit this out loud and if someone did find out id deny it… but I’m glad my dad found someone he can be transparent with. I’ve seen a brighter side to him since he started dating Liam. Well, I guess by mafia law they are married but still I’m glad that he has someone by his side who keeps him grounded.Seeing Liam sitting on my dad’s lap like some sort of glittery glammed out and possible docile cat makes me miss the fuck out of my baby and want nothing more then to blow the fucking place down around me just to get to her.“She’s not here” Liam says, making me snap my head towards him.“What the hell do you mean she’s not here” Dante asks, beating me to the punch.Liam shrugs and wiggles himself further into my dad’s chest as if it was possible to climb into his actual skin.“It’s like I said, she’s not here. You can search the whole house if you want but you’re not going to find her here” Liam says on a yawn.“Call Roman” I tell Dante.“She’s not there either” Lia
Dante-A fucking week.Seven days.One-hundred and sixty-eight hours.Ten-thousand and eighty seconds.I’ve called her phone and get nothing but the voicemail, my dad won’t pass the phone to her when I call and the last time I showed up at his and Liams new place I was told to leave of Liam would shoot my dick off.All I know is that she’s safe, that should be enough for me but it’s not.Hence why I’m sneaking into my own dad’s house. Covered by the shadows of the night I creep along the bushes and walls like a fucking shadow. I use my learned skills to my advantage and find a way into the house.Now that I’m inside I have to try to figure out what room she’s in and if she’s even fucking here.“Miss Indigo is scary dude; I’m not going in there again” I hear one of the guards tell another and I have to not only stifle my laugh but control myself from rolling my eyes.If Indi’s here, then I’m completely fucked on getting to see my girl.Id chop off my left fucking nut and eat it for the
Damien-I watch as the cars pull away and disappear down the hill back to the city. I stay glued to my spot as I watch my girl drive away to only Liam and my dad know where.Will she talk to my brothers or have I fucked it up for all three of us. Will she be mad at them too for not coming with us as her buffers or will she curl up between them and seek them out for the comfort from the pain I’ve caused her.I’m a cowered a little bitch just as my dad said. What kind of fucking mafia boss acts like I’ve been acting, sulking over the fact that my girl trusted a friend with her problems when we refused to share shit that had to do with our world with our queen.The drive home feels like it takes hours. I know what’s waiting for me when I walk through the door, and I take it all.Both Dante and Damitri are standing at the front door, the first punch I take the second I try to shield myself from but stop myself from fighting back. I know that the beating I’m about to get will be one I dese
Damien-The pure aggression from her anger filled rant had me taken a back, she’s always been so mellow and submissive and if it weren’t for the situation I’m currently sitting in, phone in one hand with my brothers listening to our girl, our wife to be and our everything ripping me to shreds as she specks her peace id stuff my cock down her fucking throat to shut her the hell up then fuck her into a coma with how turned on I am at this moment.“Are you done” was the wrong thing to ask as she stops to take a few calming breaths because she turns on me so fast the sting of her slap was so unexpected I make the move to draw my gun but stop as it registers that she just slapped the fucking shit out of me.“You are a fucking asshole, I’m done fuck you” she yells and quickly gets out of the car slamming the door behind her causing the whole car to shake with the force her little body used to slam the fucking door.“What the fuck just happened” I say out loud to know one in particular.“Dud
Durani-The silence in the car is louder then the traffic of the freeway below. He huffs out another heavy sigh and turns to look at me. His eyes soften hen they had been the whole day and I feel a small relief.The little beans move around in my belly as if to soothe me from the inside and remind me that they are with me and love me. As a reminder of the men I love who are waiting for me at home and the man that’s been cold and distant but love know matter what, that’s sitting in the drivers seat beside me.“I’m fucking pissed” he finally says “I’m hurt, angry no I’m fucking livid to the point I see nothing but black at the way you ran to someone who could one day become our enemies. You ran off and trusted the wrong person with our personal shit” he says, his voice getting harsher and louder as he specks.“Indigo might be in the same fucked up situation as you or at least was but she is the soon to be wife of two of the strongest mafia leaders in our fucking area, those two have the
Durani It’s been a few days since we’ve been home and the air feels think with tension between Damien and myself, it’s kind of making me feel uncomfortable in a way I’d never thought possible with him.Damitri has starts to stick by my side more than he usually does. He’s never been the cuddly one out of the three of them and it makes me fear what Evers about to happen between Damien and me when the glass finally breaks and its contents spill out.“Are you hungry baby” Damitri asks as he enters Dante’s room, where I’ve been hiding all day. “A little” I says softly as I run the tips of my fingers over my swollen stomach and watch in awe as the little loves kick back as if remembering me that the proof of our commitment is still there and always will be.“Up” Damitri says as he holds his hand out for me to take “Go put on some shoes and we’ll go get something to eat while Dante finishes up a meeting.Dante was send out early this morning for a collection on a debt owed and hasn’t been
DamienI've got to say im actually fucking impressed with the way Dante handled the meeting wiht Romen and his right hand man Geo.The issue still remains if things betweent he two familiys are actually going to remain peacful. I mean I cant promise that I won't shoot Indigo in the fucking head if she pops of at the mouth again like she had when she was telling us off when we first arrived.im glad that Durani has found a friend that she can trust whos from our world but I dont like how Indigo seems to think that becouse shes the heir to the santiago empire she can go off on a man in a mans world. It's this exact reson that im glad Durani is as submissive as she is, shes easier to control and it makes it easier for us to to keep her in her place.its sovanistic of me to think and I know that but in a world run byt thugs who traffic women, kids and even the odd guy off the streets and place them into the hands of sick fucks, we need to keep our wives on a lesh and at out backs at all
DanteShe has a little special request for all of us like the one she told Damitri about the blood in the house.Damien was told no guns at the dinner table and no business talk in bed, because he’s the one who always gets his head in a fucking way about shit like that.And me well, I was told to come home as I leave it, no cuts, bruises or bullet holes. I mean I can’t promise that.Liam’s the last one to go in and talk to her and while he’s in there with her getting his ass handed to him, I go look for Roman.I ask a dude in a black pair of jeans and a muscle tank if he knows where I can find him and he pints me in the direction of the training room.As I walk the way the guy told me I notice that there’s armed guards at all the main entrance and this place has multiple security cameras places in various points along the halls. I take it all in and realize just how out of the game we are and what we’re going to have to do once we move to the new house. The thump, thump of a punchin
Durani I sit on the bed in the guest room as Dante, Damitri and Damien stand a few feet in front of me.“Why didn’t you just come and talk to us” Damien asks me on a sigh.“You know we would have explained everything we could to you, right?” Dante adds.“God damn it Durani, your being asked something” Damitri snaps and then hat when I lose it. It’s the snap in his voice that cracks the last thread of my broken shell and brings out someone I had no idea was deep inside.“You want answers, fine I’ll give you your answers” I bite back while standing. “I shouldn’t have to ask. I should have to wait or be the last to learn what ever it is that I, an outsider to this new life I’m now going to be living. I should have to be reassured that I’m still enough for the three of you.” My eyes start to sting from the tears I feel starting to brim my eyes.“I, I should be kept in the dark about anything, from who you have to go out and kill to what drugs are being moved. It makes me feel as if you d