Masuk“Ma’am would you want me to take you back home now?”
The driver asked me slowly after he noticed that i have finished eating.
“Um, i do not feel like going home now, do you know any hotspot around where i can go to?”
“Well, i do know a few places but Mr Lombardi ordered me to drive you straight home after yoh are done,”
“Luther is not my boss, he is not even my boyfriend. (The yet was silent and loud in my head.) Take me to a club or something.”
“Okay ma’am. Your wish is my command.”
I tidied up and he held my hand into the elevator.
My mind kept wandering to the sexual scene Luther and i created earlier and my clitoris higgled in my undies. I started craving him and my body was starved.
“Is there any restroom around?”
“There should be one downstairs.”
“Okay, i want to use it.
I hurried to the restroom and entered a stall, closing it behind me.
I sat on the toilet cover and spread my legs, using ny hands to rub on my clitoris and finger myself.
I jiggled my bean fatser as i imagineduthrr pounding inside of me, making me swuirt and moan gis name into the bedsheet.
“Yesss!”
I finally came after some minutes of intense masturbation and the secual urge left me slowly.
I still wanted dick though but i was good enough. I washed my hands and met up with the driver who was outside waiting.
I texted Diana and told her that i was coming to pick her up ti go clubbing and she immediately agreed.
“I would be making a pitstop so we can go pick up my best friend.”
“That is a good idea, at least someoen to get high with.”
“Yes, you know the vibes.”
I shot him a quick smile before turning to the window and looking at the quiet night.
“This is your ride? Damn.”
“I know right? I have been feeling like the most important person in the world since this evening.”
“You should, this is massive.”
“Ouuu.”
“So tell me again. What happened with your date.”
Diana started asking as the car started moving.
“I really do not know, he said that his gang needss him and he left.”
“Gang” as in his friends?”
“He did not specify, he just left in a hurry.”
“That sounds mysterious.”
“I know right.”
“I honestly thought the night would end in some good sex….”
“Sex? Already?”
“Yesh, we have made good wild progress, he even fingered me in the elevator today.”
“That is so cool, but don’t you feel bad?”
“Bad about what?”
“You know, if you have not fully broken up with Austin, you guys are still together and you are cheating on him with Luther,”
I grinded my teeth against my lips and my kaigh turned into a stern frown.
“Austin and i are done. Nothing would ever bring us back together anymore.”
“Hmm, if you say so, but it is not official yet. You have to sign papers and all that.”
“I understand and i would do that tomorrow. We need to keep our head and mind clean and enjoy the night.”
“Yess babes! Let us go clubbing. I have missed clubbing so much.”
“We are ready to go, sir.”
I signalled the driver to keep moving and filled Diana on the details of the meeting i had with Luther.
“So your boss trusts you this much? Wow.”
“I am also shocked that he does, he has really been a handful for me and let me bot even get into the pressure he puts on me to do well.”
“He probably does all that so buckle you up.”
“I guess, but most times, he pisses me off.”
“Hmm.”
There was a light knock on the door and the door opened.
“We are here.”
“Ohkay…”
“Please ma’am i wanna ask for a favour.”
“And what would that be?”
“Mr Lombardi requested that you are taken back home but since we are here, i need take you back home early.”
“Okay. Maybe like in an hour time.”
“Thank you ma’am, i appreciate.”
Diana pulled me out of the SUV and we came down from the car into the club party,
It was a masked club party so we purchased two masks and entered the club.
It was a classy club so there was soft hazz in the background, women dressed in closed skimpy sundresses and men putting on interesting looking jorts and shirts.
“This is like a club for the rich rich, how would we even afford a drink here? I am pretty sure the cheapest wine is over a hundred dollars”
Diana whispered in my ears and i nodded in agreement to what she said,
“We can just get sparkling water, i am not a fan of alcohol anyways.”
“Not a fan of alcohol or too broke for alcohol?”
“Both, sweetheart.”
“I like the masked theme. Everyone is anonymous.”
“Yeahhh but i have good facial recognition. I can recognize anyone even with just their eyes open.”
“Your royal highness!”
Diana replied me sarcastically.
We got sparkling water and just gisted more on the bar tables, enjoying the music rhythm.
I looked around again and my eyes plastered on a man with a blue mask, I recognized him immediately especially after seeing his outfit.
“Diana! Luther is here?”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
“No! This was what he wore for our date tonight.”
I looked closer and saw another man approaching him, this man was surely recognizeable.
“Diana! Diana! Vicenzo is here!”
“Shiver my timbers! What? Why are they here together?”
“I have no idea but i am going to get a closer range and know what is going on.”
“Be careful.”
“I would.”
I moved towards their side and pushed my way to get closer but i could not hear anything.
“Shit,they are moving.”
I followed them from the backside of the club and they met in opposite positions.
It was quiet and i hid behind a waste truck.
“It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Mr Lombardi.”
“The pleasure is all mine, Mr Vicenzo.”
The shook hands and i gasped, accidentally pushing the waste truck.
“Who is there?”
Rose’s POVThe atmosphere felt different lately..peaceful in a way I hadn’t experienced for a long time. It had been a few days since Marylin left Luther’s apartment, and honestly, it felt like a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders. The place finally felt like home… or at least something close to it. I could breathe, laugh, and not worry about someone glaring at me from the other side of the table.That morning, I was in the dining area having breakfast…toast, eggs, and a cup of coffee. The sun slipped through the large glass windows, painting warm gold across the marble floor. I had my hair tied in a messy bun and wore one of Luther’s shirts that almost reached my knees. It still smelled like him..dark, musky, and somehow comforting.I had just taken a sip of my coffee when I heard footsteps descending the stairs. My eyes lifted, and there he was.Luther Lombardi, my complicated man, dressed in dark sweatpants and a black shirt that hugged his body perfectly. His hair was sl
Luther POVThe moment I walked into the living room and saw the two of them standing opposite each other, I knew something was about to explode. The air was thick… heavy with that quiet kind of war women wage with their eyes long before words even start flying. Rose stood her ground, her jaw tight, while Marylin’s smirk told me she was enjoying every second of it.I paused at the doorway for a second, letting the silence stretch before I spoke. “What’s going on here?”My tone was calm, but sharp enough to slice through the tension in the air. Both of them turned. Rose’s eyes met mine for just a moment… there was a flicker of relief there, but she didn’t say a word. Instead, she turned around and walked past me without looking back. The faint scent of her perfume trailed after her, light and faintly sweet.Marylin, on the other hand, stood still. Her expression didn’t falter. If anything, she looked amused.I sighed quietly and ran a hand over my jaw. “You want to explain?”She gave a
Rose POVThe first thing that hit me when I opened my eyes was the smell of food… warm, rich, comforting. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was. The soft sheets, the quiet hum of the air conditioner, the faint scent of expensive cologne… none of it felt familiar.Then the memories came rushing back… the attack, the panic, the pain, Luther’s arms around me, the sound of his voice telling me I was safe.Safe. That word sounded foreign to me.I turned my head and saw a tray on the nightstand. Bread, omelette, orange juice… simple, but neatly arranged. I didn’t wait to think; I was starving. The first bite melted in my mouth, and before I knew it, I’d eaten half the plate. For the first time since yesterday, I felt a small sliver of calm.Still, the silence of the room pressed on me. Everything here screamed luxury… the velvet curtains, the gold-trimmed mirror, the faint sparkle of marble floors that peeked from under the rug. Luther’s house. I had never imagined I’d be inside his world
Luther POVThe night was quiet, or at least it had been. I sat across from Marylin in the lounge, the faint glow of amber whiskey in her glass catching the dim chandelier light. She crossed her legs deliberately, always too calculated with her movements.She was talking about something about the deal in Barcelona, about how she thought I should push harder on the Conti cartel’s weak link. I nodded absently, my mind only half in the conversation.The sharp creak of the door cut through her words. Marco stepped in, his face pale, urgency written in every line of it.“Boss,” he said, voice low but pressing. “We’ve got a situation. Rose’s house..it’s being broken into.”My chair scraped against the marble before he’d even finished. My blood turned to fire. Rose.I stood, but Marylin’s hand shot out, her long nails grazing my wrist. “Are you serious right now?” she said, her voice laced with disbelief. “You’re about to run off—again—for a woman who doesn’t belong in our world?”Her eyes nar
Rose POVThe café lights reflected warmly on the table as I stirred my coffee absentmindedly, a soft smile tugging at my lips. Diana sat across from me, leaning forward with her elbows on the table, watching me closely. I couldn’t hide the way my thoughts kept circling back to Luther—the man who had turned my life upside down in ways I hadn’t expected.“You’re glowing,” Diana teased, narrowing her eyes knowingly. “Don’t even try to deny it. You’ve been thinking about him again.”I laughed softly, though I didn’t deny it. “Maybe I have. I don’t know, Diana… it’s different with him. He makes me feel… alive. Protected.”Her smile faltered, replaced with something colder. “Rose, you need to stop this fantasy before it ruins you. You think Luther is any better than Vicenzo? They’re cut from the same cloth.”Her words cut deep. My smile faded, and I set my spoon down with a quiet clink. “That’s not true. Luther isn’t Vicenzo. Don’t compare them.”Diana leaned back, crossing her arms. “Then
Luther POVThe night air was calm, almost too calm. I sat back on the veranda, the weight of the cigar burning between my fingers, smoke curling lazily into the evening sky. The glass of whiskey beside me glowed faintly under the warm light, the amber liquid swirling every time I lifted it for a sip.Moments like these were rare—moments when I could breathe, when the chaos didn’t come crashing down on me. But I knew better. In this world, peace was nothing but the silence before a storm.And right on cue, my phone vibrated against the wooden table. I glanced at the screen and couldn’t help the smirk that pulled at my lips.Vicenzo Conti.I took the call. “Vicenzo,” I greeted smoothly.“Luther,” his voice was hard, deliberate. He wasn’t in the mood for games. “I’m ready to make my payment. I know you have my shipment… and my men. I want them back.”I leaned forward, resting my elbow on the armrest, savoring his desperation. “Finally. Took you long enough. I was starting to think you’d







