I still can’t get over what happened between Dylan and me two days ago. The fact that he has slept in my bed since then is beside the point. I am still sore from that night and the morning in the shower. I had talked with Riley, and he told me that he wasn’t thrilled with me dating one of his friends but that if I were to date one of his friends, he would have picked Dylan. I didn’t want to cause a problem between Riley and me or him and Dylan. Riley told me everything was fine, and he was happy for me. Now two days later, the guy has been in piss poor moods since. I noticed their bad moods when they returned from practice that night. I had tried to ask what was wrong this morning since I was sick and fucking tired of their shitty mood. I tried to get Dylan to talk to me, but he wouldn’t, and he snapped at me. I left for class after that. Thankfully this was one of the days that I didn’t have that ridiculously early class with Dylan. I don’t have classes with Riley, Luke, o
The room was silent. I wasn’t stupid. I knew Mom had a feeling that Gary had joined forces with the mafia, but I don’t think she was sure how deep he was in it. She never said anything to me, but I figured it out one night when I heard them talking. I had gotten up when I couldn’t sleep. I had left the kitchen and was heading back to my room when I heard voices. Gary was talking with one of the guys that came over frequently. “When I was 13, I couldn’t sleep one night, so I went to the kitchen. As I was walking back, I heard voices, and at first, I thought Gary was watching a movie, but then I heard another voice, which I recognized. They were talking about usual everyday shit, but I did hear them mention the mafia, and then I heard them talking about it. I know Mom was always suspicious about his link to the mafia, but I don’t think she realized how deep his involvement was.” I tell them. “Yes, Sapphire, we are in the mafia. Richard and I are cousins. Carmine is the c
When Riley threw out that my precious jewel was into underground fighting, I damn near lost it. Don’t get me wrong, watching her in that ring at the gym that one time was a learning experience. She and Riley told us that she had been going to the gym since she was 14, which I thought was suitable for a girl. I thought she had learned some primary self-defense, but I was wrong. My precious jewel had taken gymnastics classes when she was young, thanks to her mother. The gym she, I, and the guys now frequent has some of everything. MMA, self-defense, kickboxing, martial arts, and cross fit are just a few of its programs. I had mixed feelings as I watched my precious jewel in that ring. I wanted to jump in there and beat the shit out of the guy swinging at her, but on the flip side, watching her had that guy his ass turned me on. She might be tiny, but I wouldn’t want to piss her off. Ok, fine, I would let her throw me around anytime. She is welcome to use some of those leg hold
I shouldn’t be surprised that my fucking family didn’t bother telling me they were going to Australia for the holidays. I called my mother only to find out they wouldn’t return until after the New Year. It’s not like I didn’t want to see my son. This will be the second year he hasn’t come home for the holidays. That is just one more thing to make me hate that girl. She has turned my son against me. I hoped to make him hate her, but it didn’t work. Danello and I have been friends since we were in grade school. He knows my parents and siblings. Once we entered high school, Danello told me about his family. I was intrigued but knew getting involved with the mafia was dangerous. His father and grandfather talked with me, and I agreed with one stipulation. I told them I would only join them if my family were left alone, including my future wife and children. They told me they would make sure nothing happened to them, but I had to understand that our enemies would, if possible
“What has you so lost in your head?” Hanae asks. “This entire fucking situation with Gary.” I tell her. I watch as my wife saunters over and sits down on my lap. Many were unhappy, including my parents, that married her. My stunning Hanae is half Japanese. I could fucking care less, but my parents were old school and didn’t want any of their kids with anyone that wasn’t Italian. While my sister married an Italian, that wasn’t on purpose; my brother and I didn’t go along with what they wanted. They bitched, but I ignored them because I didn’t care what they thought. Mateo looks more like me, but I can see Hanae in him too. Our twin daughters look like their mother with my green eyes. I rub her rounded belly. This fourth child was a huge surprise. While this child was a surprise, we are thrilled. She is currently four months along. Our daughters are thrilled to have a younger sibling, and Mateo was happy for us too. “At least we know where she is at.” Hanae says. “I
I am sure the guys were ready to sedate me. Riley, Dylan, Luke, Arlo, Mathius, and I are going to the airport. Luke is driving while Arlo rides shotgun and has taken charge of the radio. I laughed when the other three guys groaned as Arlo chose a station to listen to. I am sitting in between Riley and Dylan. Dylan’s arm is across my shoulder. I can barely contain my excitement. It hasn’t been that long since I saw them last, but it feels like forever. “Stop it, you irritating arse wipe.” Riley growls. I look at Dylan, but all I see is that irritatingly sexy smirk on his sexy face. I roll my eyes at the two of them. I hear Riley grumble and look at Dylan again, but he gives nothing away. The arm across my shoulder moves just a bit as he reaches across me and hits Dylan in the chest. I let out a squeak causing Luke to glance at us in the rearview mirror. I smile at Luke as he narrows his eyes at me. I frown because I have no idea what I did to deserve that frown. “Sorr
I knew something serious was happening back home when Dylan called me and told me to get my ass back as fast as possible. It took me a few days since the holidays were coming up. I had been here in Auckland for a year or so now, and as far as I knew, nothing was happening. Most everyone in the mafia world knows about our family, even if our family isn’t officially in the mafia and our connection with Carmine. They tend to leave us alone, and most stay as far away from Australia as possible. If they do come here, it is for a vacation, and they call and speak with both Uncle Richard and Carmine to let them know when they are there and why they are coming. Of course, some come for meetings and whatnot. I grew up with Dylan, and we are more or less best friends. He knows me better than anyone. I moved to Auckland after graduation. Uncle Richard had me come here to manage some of his businesses; they have been doing well. While I do like it here, I miss home and everyone. I was
“Give it away; you have been cranky for the last two days.” Luke asks. “Piss off, you, imbo. My cousin Kyllyan came back from New Zealand. Sapphire and I went to my parents to meet her and she told us something that pissed me off.” I reply. I was still trying to process what Kyllyan told me. I am not mad that she is pregnant, but I am pissed that the fucker ran off. Kyllyan might be older than me by a year, but I have always acted like she is a little sister to me. I want to find this bastard and rip him apart. I sit there seething until I feel soft hands run my shoulders. I relax when one of the hands slips into my hair and scratches my scalp. Damn, that feels fucking great. I let out a groan when I hear someone snickering. I am sitting on the couch, which we did get deep cleaned after Sapphire’s little revelation. We are waiting for Riley to finish getting ready and heading to my parent's house. Riley will go over there and have some of them ride in his car while the o