When I finish in the shower, I hear the bedroom door closing and know Giovanni has left for the day. Careful of hurting myself, I dry off and wrap the towel around my body before walking to the closet.The bloodstained blankets catch my eye and I push down the shame threatening to strangle me. I don’t ever want a repeat of last night… I’d rather die.My mind is a mess. From what happened last night, to the rough way Giovanni took me and now finding out his father was killed last night, presumably by my missing father. I don’t know what is going to happen now, and I don’t want to find out.I catch my naked reflection in the mirror and my eyes widen when I see blue dots on my thighs, right where Giovanni held me. There are three similar-looking dots on my cheek when he had his hand over my mouth. I swallow hard while trying to keep my emotions down, then I walk to my clothing rack.I am not going to cry; I will not give him the satisfaction of knowing how much he truly terrifies me.Aft
I should be mourning my father and am expecting family to arrive any minute now. But Lucia standing up to me, nearly raising her voice, showing me her claws…Cristo, if that didn’t get me hard as a fucking rock.Now I’m sitting in my office, watching that door and pretending I’m not thinking about spreading her wide on this desk. Shit, I need to get this woman out of my head, now is not the time to be thinking with my dick.There’s a knock on my office door and I tell whoever it is to enter, knowing it’s Lucia. I brace my elbows on the desk in front of me and watch her walk inside. She’s wearing a black dress that hugs her sinful curves well, and those heels only make her legs look sexier. I didn’t manage to fuck that innocence out of her, though and somehow it pulls me in even more.I swivel in my chair and unbutton my suit jacket before leaning back and patting my hand on my lap. “Over here, Micetta,” I say, watching as her eyes widen. “Sit down.”Her cheeks take on a gorgeous tint
My heart is beating so loud as I rush out of Giovanni’s office that I didn’t even notice someone coming around the corner. Plowing right into them, I yelp and nearly lose my balance, only for them to grab me by the waist and pull me to my feet.“I’m guessing you’ve just come from my brother’s office,” a female voice sounds and my eyes shoot open. “Would explain why you’re in a rush to get away from here.”I take a step backward and take in the woman in front of me. Wow, she’s beautiful; even more so in the light. There’s a confidence about her that I wish I could have. Then again, she knew who she was all her life and I’m only just learning.“Uhm, yes. I’ve just come from Giovanni’s office,” I say, clasping my hands in front of me. “If you’ll excuse me-”“Wait, Lucia,” she calls my name as I walk past her and I immediately freeze up. Wait, she knows my name?Tentatively, I turn around to face her and watch as she crosses her arms over her chest. Wow, she exudes the type of confidence
The air is thick with tension as I walk into my club knowing I’m about to deliver some news that will fuck up an alliance. I’ve gathered with my brothers and three cousins for an urgent meeting. The dimly lit room, filled with the smoky haze of cigars, served as the backdrop for this critical discussion. Last night while at one of my clubs, I received damning information about a fucking traitor within the family, and it's time to address the situation.It’s my father’s funeral tomorrow; this needs to be sorted out right fucking now.My three cousins, Alessio, Allesandro, and Anthony, are my capos. They’re brothers and oversee Brooklyn. My brother Frankie is my Underboss and Dom is my consigliere. They know I’ve taken over as the boss in our family and they’re one hundred percent behind me. It’s been a week since my father died and although I have been accepted as the Capo dei Capi, I know a few people still think the title was handed to me.As if I didn’t bathe in blood to get here.
I slip the black dress over my head and smooth the soft fabric down my legs, then I slip into a comfortable block heel platform pump that ties at my ankle. It’s raining today, which is quite apt for a funeral, I must say.While I’m doing my makeup, I try not to look over my shoulder at Giovanni getting ready behind me. He’s just walked out of the bathroom and he’s choosing a suit, but gosh he is so handsome. Tall and lithe, not too muscular but sculpted perfectly. I felt his body weight on top of me last night, sunk my nails into the dips and planes of his gorgeous back. A shiver runs up my spine as I remember the way he moved inside of me.How he was gentle after the initial rough first time, how he pleasured me until I saw stars, and how he …kissed me. I didn’t expect him to kiss me and by the shocked look on his face, I don’t think he expected it either. It might just be that he was overwhelmed by what we were doing, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t affect me. How that small
It takes us about ten minutes to get back to the SUV and as soon as I’m inside, he follows me and slams the door shut. I don’t even have to look into his eyes to know he’s completely livid, but I glance up anyway.“You were raised in a fucking convent your entire life, how do you know how to shoot a gun?” he growls, then his eyes widen. “Don’t tell me Vito had you trained?”“What? No!” I exclaim, holding my hands up in surrender. “It was Emilia… She’s been teaching me a few things!”As soon as I mention his sister, the fury seems to slip out of his cold blue eyes. Emilia didn’t say she wanted me to keep this a secret even if she taught me while her brother was away. I hope I don’t get her into trouble, but I don’t want him to think the worst of me.Giovanni scoffs and leans back in his seat shaking his head. “Fucking Emilia,” he says, pinching the bridge of his nose. “What else has she taught you?”I place my hands in my lap and don’t waver with my eye contact. That was one of the fir
If they wanted a fucking war, I’m giving it to them.To not only disrespect me on my wedding day but at my father’s funeral as well? Andrei Tulvan is a dead man walking. I expected something like this to happen today, that’s why I left early with Lucia, I just didn’t expect them to be so fucking brazen about it, either. Now I’m here carrying my trembling wife inside our home after being shot at.She stopped crying after I pulled her into my lap, and immediately sunk into me when she saw what was left of the armored SUV. The fact that she’s scared shouldn’t be at the forefront of my mind, so why do I feel so worried about her?“Tell the others I want a full sweep of the entire fucking estate,” I tell Laz and Ricky. My left shoulder is screaming out in pain, but I swallow that shit down as I continue to carry her upstairs to our bedroom. I spot Anna out of the corner of my eye just as her hand goes to her chest. “Get her something for pain and to calm her down,” I say as I continue to
I watch the blood as it swirls down the drain, my mind still blank after what happened an hour ago. Two weeks ago, I was nothing but an orphaned virgin girl who grew up in a convent; now I’m the wife of the most powerful man in the criminal underworld.It didn’t hit me until I stepped underneath the hot spray; this is my life now, and I’ll always have a bright red target on my back.Anna helped me remove the splintered glass from my face and arms, then she gently brushed the splinters from my hair before I got into a hot shower. I thought it would be a simple act of washing the blood away, but the more I stand here, the more I wish I could curl up into a tiny ball.Every time I close my eyes I can see what was left of the SUV; cracked windows and bullet holes all over the body. If it wasn’t armored, as Giovanni had said, then we would both be dead right now. I was that close to dying, and I never suspected a thing.I won’t lie; I am terrified. I sat on the edge of the bathtub, stari