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20. Lucia
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OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 21. Giovanni
Meeting up with a rival family to iron things out may seem like a good idea, but meeting the head with no guards or weapons is another thing altogether. To show our trust, we’re meeting alone at the docks at midnight with no men and no weapons. Just the two of us uninterrupted. Both Frankie and Dom tried to talk me out of it, saying it will be an ambush, but why should I back away from this if it’ll gain me access to ports and routes no Famiglia member has touched?Kaius Tulvan may be a scary bastard, but I have a feeling I can trust him. I suppose we’ll see how good my gut feelings are today.I get out of my Bugatti and straighten my suit before walking over to where I see the hulking figure of Kaius; hands in the pockets of his black jeans and staring into the dark, frigid water below.“You know, most mafioso wouldn’t meet with Brigăzi unarmed,” he says without looking at me. “You’re either stupid or have complete trust in what I have to say.”Chuckling, I walk up to him. “I give a
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 22. Lucia
“Bella,”My eyes flutter open as I feel soft lips trailing over my collarbone and caressing their way up my neck and behind my ear. I gasp at the sensation, a shiver rippling up my spine and my eyes widen.Giovanni’s body bears over me, hard, naked, and gorgeous while smelling like fresh shampoo and body wash. I close my eyes and mold into him, wrapping my arms around his still-damp waist without even thinking.“Are you awake now?” he murmurs against my skin as he trails his lips toward my chest and moves lower. He slips my breasts out of the silky nightie I am wearing and covers one taut nipple with his mouth. “Giovanni… What are… you-”“Shhh, I need you,” he says while running his tongue between the valley of my breasts. “Fuck, I need you so badly, Lucia.”There’s a flutter in my stomach as he calls me by my name and not Micetta. I’ve noticed that whenever we’re intimate like this, he calls me Lucia…. and gosh, it makes me so happy.“You… need me?” I gasp.“You have no idea,” he gr
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 23. Lucia
After we’re done eating breakfast, Giovanni takes me back to the estate because Frankie needs to discuss something urgent with him. The time spent with him went by quickly, but it was pleasant nonetheless. He asked me questions about my time at the convent but never answered anything about himself. All I know was that he had a twin sister who died young. It made me more curious, to be honest. When we drive towards the mansion, I turn to him. “You said it’s safe to go out now, right?” I ask and his gaze flits to me. I see the frown on his brow as he nods, and I continue. “Is it possible for me to have a day to myself out of the mansion?” “A day to yourself? What do you mean, you have every day to yourself, Micetta,” he says with a chuckle and I bite the inside of my cheek. “No, I mean like…A day at a spa? Getting my nails or hair done?” I explain as he brings the car to a stop in front of the mansion. I hope I sound right as I explain this and from the look on his face, I think I d
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 24. Giovanni
What a fucking shitshow of an evening. It was supposed to be a normal meeting, and it ended up in me killing people to show I mean business, a few punks who thought it would be cool to steal from me. They had to be made examples of, so I killed their families in front of them. “Do I even want to fucking know, Gio?” Frankie asks when I walk inside my office, and I shake my head. “Made examples of a few cunts who tried to steal from me, but that’s not why I wanted to talk to you,” I say, walking to the liquor cabinet. “I wasn’t honest about my meeting with Tulvan, and I think you need to know what I found out.” I wasn’t going to tell Frankie the truth about our family because I still wanted him to believe in my father. But right now I am suffering under the weight of this secret, and since I trust my brother with my life, I want him to know. Handing the cell phone over to him, he takes it with a frown. “Why do I have a feeling this will fuck me up?” he asks. “Because it probably
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 25. Dual POV
LuciaThis morning was one of the worst for me. Giovanni snapped because I asked him a simple question, then I ended up revealing my pregnancy in the worst way possible. I just wanted to talk, and arrange to have dinner with him to see his face as I told him the news. Then again, I probably went about it the wrong way by being all emotional about it. If we had a proper conversation, I wouldn’t have felt the need to interact with his mother. I wouldn’t have wanted to bond with her and accept her invitation to go to dinner that night and get to know each other. I would still be at home, cooking dinner and waiting for him to come home.Instead, now I’m cold and it feels like my body is on fire.I wake up to a searing pain in my ribs; I struggle to move, the pain in my body making even the slightest movement excruciating. My vision is blurry and my head is pounding. I try to remember what happened, but my thoughts are jumbled and confused… Everything is foggy.Groaning, I try to sit up,
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 26. Lucia
I’ve been awake for a while, waiting for someone to notice that my eyes were open this entire time and trying not to cringe under the pain. Instead, they’re sitting in the corner and talking about a war, planning attacks and deaths.My body hurts so much. Just breathing feels like a thousand needles impaling me over and over again, my face feels swollen and there’s something heavy on my leg. I don’t even know the extent of my injuries; I don’t even know if I am still pregnant or not.“Vito wants to meet with you.” “Fuck that asshole, I have nothing to say to him. The Camorra went against this agreement by attacking Lucia; it wouldn’t surprise me if they were behind the ambush on the day of Dad’s funeral, either.” That’s Giovanni’s voice; he sounds angry.He came to save me, didn’t he? Killed the men who hurt me and took me to safety. He could have left me and found another woman to marry, but he saved me…That must mean something, right?“Gio…vanni,” silence falls across the room whe
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 27. Giovanni
Lucia flinches as I lay her down on our bed, trying to hide her pain and doing a terrible job at it. If there’s one thing I’ve learned these past three days, it’s that Lucia doesn’t like showing her pain. I don’t know who in her past taught her to hide her pain, but I wish them a fucking painful death.“You really don’t need to make this much of a fuss over me, Giovanni,” she says as I place a pillow behind her.I lean down close to her face when I’m done, tilting her chin up. “The Vittori Capo Dei Capi wants to fuss over you, and you’re just going to brush him off like he’s nothing?” I ask with a smirk and she rolls her eyes at me while trying to hide her smile. “Let me cater to you, Micetta; you’re my wife, after all.”Something flashes in her eyes when I say this, and it causes me to frown. “And that look of annoyance? What was that just now?” She sighs and leans back into the pillows. “I don’t like it when you call me Micetta. It feels…condescending,”“What?” I say, my eyes widen
OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW 28. Lucia
It doesn’t hurt that much to breathe anymore.Four weeks after what happened to me, and Giovanni has been nothing but supportive. He’s not allowing me to put a little bit of weight onto my ankle, though, and demands I use a wheelchair when getting around. I really don’t mind using crutches, but I was not in the mood to argue with him about it.“What would you like for dinner tonight, Ma’am?” Anna asks me as I get wheeled into the living room. At times like these, I miss walking so much!“Ah, anything light, please Anna,” I say. “All the comfort food has left me feeling a bit bloated, so anything easy.”She nods and walks out of the living room while one of my assistants helps me lie down on the couch. Giovanni is out for the day, but he should be back in about an hour for my first checkup since I’ve been home.I’ve been exhausted more than usual, and my assistants tell me that’s normal since my body is currently healing AND growing a child. Can you imagine morning sickness with a fra
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