Chapter 3

~ ROMAN ~

I spread out my legs and pushed down the girl's head on my hardened dick, letting it hit the back of her throat. She gagged and I fisted her hair in my hands, repeating the same motion. She took it like the good girl she was and gagged once more, before sucking me off.

"You're doing better today, Jes," I said and she shot me a look which immediately told me that she indeed wasn't Jes. I chuckled at that as she continued to please me, not saying a word.

With her hair still fisted in my hand, I pulled out her head making her wince in pain while I stood up. She was still on her knees in front of me but I was holding her up by her hair to look at me. "Didn't you like this, Goldie?" I asked her, tilting my head to the side. She licked her lips and giggled a little.

She was high as fuck.

"My name's Grace." She replied before winking at me.

I chuckled again. I didn't care that much to want to remember whatever her name was. She was going to be useless to me in the next few minutes.

"Open now wide," I ordered her and she obeyed instantly.

I started thrusting into her mouth, fucking it hard and watching her take each thrust.

"Touch yourself and keep your damn eyes on me, Goldie," I told her and she slid her hand down her naked body, in between her legs, finding her swollen clit.

"Good," I commented as several moans escaped her lips and she looked at me while I still fucked her mouth.

Soon, I finished in her mouth and I watched her swallow. "Now lick it off," I told her and she licked the remaining release off my dick.

I cleaned off my dick before shoving it back into my pants.

"I didn't get to finish." She whined at me still holding my thigh.

"You were boring me." I shrugged before releasing myself from her grip and throwing a bundle of cash at her.

"I promise to do better." She pleaded, looking at me through her fake long lashes. Of course, they always pleaded. They were always on their knees begging to be chosen by me.

I laughed a bit. "Yeah, that's enough. Get out." I told her, taking a seat behind me.

Just then the door came open. North, Diego and Cleto walked in. I'd been long expecting them.

North was my younger brother while Diego and Cleto were my paternal twin cousins.

Cleto whistled as he saw Goldie or whatever her name was, grabbing her clothes clumsily off the floor with the bundle of cash as well. "That chick's hot." He commented and I stretched as the three of them sat down while she left.

"You can have her, she's boring though," I informed him and he smirked before looking at the now-shut door that she had just gotten out of.

I took a huge breath glancing at Diego. "What's the update with the man?"

"Mr Stokes?" He asked and I nodded. "He agreed to meet up when he arrives in town in the next few weeks. If it works out, we'll be working long-term with him."

"I heard you can get all sorts of illegal shit through him and he still is untouchable," Cleto added. "Man's record is clean as fuck on the outside. And has a commendable reputation in the underworld. He's a good businessman." He laughed.

North scoffed. "Really looking forward to seeing him now."

"It's settled then. Fix a date immediately after he arrives." I said turning my wrist to check the time on my watch.

"You'll need to come home tomorrow for dinner with the Bellucis. Father is in a bad mood already." North started.

"Father's always in a bad mood," I replied to him, spreading out my thighs. And that was the truth. Whenever it came to matters concerning me, he was always in a bad mood. Probably because we didn't see eye to eye on a lot of things and I was not the dream son he wanted - which North was.

North sighed. "You've not been there in almost a week now."

"I'm not marrying some woman just because he wants me to," I told him in a bored tone.

Cleto laughed. "Pretty sure I heard you threatening the Lilith Belluci that she was going to be under your roof."

"Oh, he did?" North smirked at me, sinking into his seat.

I glared at him. "That was just because, asshole. There's no fun in marrying her and I don't find her attractive."

That was a fucking big lie.

"This is the first time you're lying in an obvious manner, Roman Rico," Cleto said, his big mouth unable to shut up as usual.

But he wasn't wrong at all. The Lilith Belluci - Vittoria, was fucking attractive. Even more attractive close-up and more attractive than the last time I had seen her. Everyone who I had heard her name roll off their tongues found her attractive as well. They all wanted her and I knew if they got the slightest chance like mine, they would have wedded her already.

The only thing that kept them back was the resting bitch face expression that always sat on her face and all the horrific stories, some exaggerated, which always spread about her. So in a way, even if they would never admit it, she intimidated the hell out of them with her guts.

I rolled my eyes at him as North and Diego laughed. "She stabbed his hand to the fucking table and the psycho laughed. He let her." Cleto pushed further, laughing out louder than before.

I subconsciously rubbed the bandaged hand where she had put the knife through. I remembered her sly smirk before leaving as she dug her nails into the injury like the sick-headed woman she was, her expression which for some reason had stayed glued to the back of my head since that day. Just like she left the same feeling with me three years ago, one which I had tried so hard to forget then.

I remembered how her long honey-coloured hair swayed in the rhythm her hips created as she walked out. The same hair that had caught my attention the first time I saw her and the same hair I had run my hand through years ago. I also remembered the spite on her face as she glanced at her Yara shoes for a second and saw the blood on them and the murderous way she had glared at her father.

"Having fun?" I asked him with a glare and his laughter seized immediately seeing I was not playing along with the joke any longer.

He straightened up, "No, Rico."

"Don't be so serious," Diego mumbled at me and I rolled my eyes.

"I mean, she's someone everyone wants right? so you can just see it as one of your little games you play with numerous girls, bro. Gives you some ego boost. Hit until you get bored as usual." North said with a wink.

I laughed a bit. If only they knew.

"You think his ego isn't through the sky already?" Diego glanced at North with a head shake.

"Then for the fun yeah?" North shrugged. "Or you're scared she won't fall in love with you just like every other girl out there?" He smirked, tilting his head to the side.

I scoffed. "Scared? Every girl falls in love with me, North."

"She's a different breed." Cleto chipped in. His loud mouth suddenly forgot the warning I had given him a few seconds ago.

"I put in three thousand grand that she won't fall for you, Roman." North chuckled as he lit up a cigarette while eyeing me slyingly.

Of course, they were going to bet on it. It wasn't a good time in the Argentero household if there was nothing to bet on or if there wasn't an ongoing bet already.

And then they were even betting on me in my presence? These guys were unhinged.

"Three thousand grand to you two that he wouldn't even show up tomorrow," Diego said. "Or get married either."

Even the most responsible and serious of the trio, Diego was actually putting in a bet, it was funny to see.

"You're about to lose some good money, bro," Cleto said to Diego laughing and looking at me.

The thing was after that fateful night, I had tried hard to forget her and promised myself that come what may, I wasn't going to get involved with her again.

But seeing how things turned out between our two families and how these idiots in front of me were acting, the slow annoyance of it all was lightening a train of spite in me and as the hard-headed person I was, I was instantly pushed to prove them wrong. And more so, lose their fucking money as well. Because who wouldn't fall in love with me?

Plus she had stabbed my hand to the fucking table and that had hurt a lot.

"What time tomorrow?" I asked and immediately their attention snapped to me. They looked entertained already and it only made me more annoyed.

"You have to be there before six," North replied.

And that was when I decided it didn't matter what had occurred between us in the last three years, or whatever I had told myself. I was going to wed Vittoria Belluci, come what may.