ANTHONY’S POVFlashback to thirteen years ago – 19 years old.“You’re such an asshole, Antonio! No wonder you’re still single.” Lucia practically screams in my face and storms off, leaving just me at the training ground with my arms instructor. I tighten my grip on my blades and face Zack again, ready to resume my training. It’s all I’ve had time for since Dad took me along with him for my first meeting with the Cosa Nostra two years ago.I had seen the powerful men in the room and knew I was going to be like them someday. It was just a matter of time. I’ve become significantly better at handling my weapons over the years, to the point where I can say I’m almost as good as Zack now…Nah, who am I kidding? The man’s a beast.Lucia’s words ring in my head again, and I can’t help but wonder what one has to do with the other. She always comes with the hope of dragging me along to play with her, even after I’d stopped over two years ago. I mean, it isn’t news anymore, but she keeps trying
SONIA’S POVI feel the cool leather of his gloved hand cradle my head as his lips devour mine. It’s only after a second of confusion, shock, and then surprise that my lips part, letting his soft and warm ones in. A second was all it took.Our kiss is rushed but still experimental, yet it’s one that completely sweeps me off my feet, and I mean that literally. Anthony’s right hand palms my ass and single-handedly lifts me so that my back is supported against the wall and my thighs are tightly wrapped around him.He kisses me like he aims to taste every inch of my soul. The current that passes through us isn’t like the other times we’ve kissed. No, this one is entirely different, and we both know it. This one isn’t for show like the last two times. It’s just us within the four confined walls of the penthouse, pouring weeks of pent-up frustration into this moment.His right hand comes up to my body, and I moan into his mouth when he palms my breast in his large hand and squeezes. He does
SONIA’S POVAs soon as Anthony dismisses Josh for the night and we walk through the doors of the elevator, he beelines straight to his room upstairs, not even making it to his office as he does every night I’ve seen or heard him get back from work. He hasn’t uttered a single word to me since he told me to get in the car. Not even during the drive home. I know what it must have looked like when he saw me and James together. But then he said he’d observed for a while and saw that I didn’t want to be there, so why then has he gone all quiet on me?Why hasn’t he asked me what happened that I found myself in that situation? Does he not care? Because I sure as hell am tempted to ask questions of my own. Could it have just been a friendly dinner? But if it was, then why did she look at me like I took something she’d been hoping for?I shake my head and get into the kitchen to cook up something since I’m starving. I’m also confused, sad, angry, and jealous. And these are just the feelings
SONIA’S POVIt started with one phone call while I was in the shower and another… and I’d only just gotten home and was exhausted from all the work I had to do with Sam. And I still am, if I’m being honest, and if I say ‘and’ again, I might just kill myself. Mr. Brook had left not one, nor two, but three emails he’d catalogued as an emergency, saying, and I quote:‘I hope I’m not disturbing you, but your presence is needed. And it has to be tonight, please. Kind regards. James Brook, CEO, NextDay Publications.’So I had quickly put on the first thing I could get my hands on from my wardrobe and pleaded with Josh - who didn’t mind, by the way – to drive me here. Stepping into the restaurant I was asked to meet at, I try my darnest, possible best not to look how I feel but I’m not sure it’s working because I had to run from where I had Josh park (a distance away from Saint Largos’ if you’re wondering) and now it feels like I’ve just run a mile when in actuality it’s way less than that
ANTHONY’S POVIf I hadn’t been so fucking distracted with everything that’s happened within these few days, I would have found out that the clients I was traveling to meet had emailed me before I got on the plane that they would be in New Jersey instead. I’ve now flown more than halfway across the continent before thinking to check my email. We make an emergency landing and wait for almost an hour to refuel before we’re back up in the air. Once we are back in New Jersey, the rest of the day breezes by as I get some things done. One of which includes meeting my father to discuss plans for renovating some of the family casino spots that need an urgent makeover. Then I attend two very boring but important board meetings that I originally wasn’t supposed to show up for, where it not for the change of plans. My phone goes off during the second board meeting, and I pick it up to see it’s an incoming text.SONIA DEXTER: Taylor, seriously though. I need to have Anthony’s number. The cor
SONIA’S POVWaking up this morning and preparing for work, all that I’ve been able to think about is how crazy intense the week has been. From Anthony showing up at my team dinner to the thoughtful donut incident and then what happened with Dexter and Anya, all within two days. I leave the penthouse as soon as my designated driver, Josh, gives me a call to come downstairs. I input my fingerprint and activate the penthouse lock since it’s just me who’s going to be trooping in and out for the time being. Anthony left very early this morning on a trip, and I know that information because he told me himself, which was frankly surprising to me. He’d never bothered to tell me about his whereabouts before. Though he didn’t mention how long he would be away for.I meet Josh, a friendly man in his mid-fifties, and he directs me to my new car so we can be on our way, but when I spot the car, my legs stop moving. Anthony got me a Maybach? Not just a regular Mercedes Benz, a freaking Maybach!