EricFucking hell. It was a boy. My son. Our son.My knees almost buckled as I watched the nurse taking him to be cleaned and weighed. My heart slowed down and I felt tears falling from my eyes. I let them fall as my heart swelled with happiness. "You did it!" I exclaimed, smiling down at Sienna. Her face held a gentle smile as she closed her eyes.The next hour was a blur. Sienna was checked over and she was now sleeping as she was very exhausted. The room was cleaned and I was now sitting on the cushioned chair beside her bed. I didn't know what time it was but I was fucking tired and wide awake at the same time.Shortly after, the nurse came back with a small, quiet bundle in her arms. In fear, I wasn't even breathing at all for a short moment. She smiled and told me about the baby's health. How he was strong and healthy. Perfect. She asked if I wanted to hold him and a single tear ran down my cheek. I nodded, unable to speak. Then she handed me the bundle, instructing me to make
Sienna One month had passed now and I was enjoying life with my new little addition. Giving birth was incredibly painful, but it was definitely the best thing I had ever done in my entire life. I certainly didn't plan on getting pregnant, at least not so soon, but right now, I wouldn't wish it any other way.My body was still aching and recovering. I was resting. I hardly did any other thing, except for taking care of Lorenzo. I wanted to do everything. I wanted to feed him, change him and bathe him. I didn't want him to be given off to nannies and nurses like I was. He was mine and I would take care of him. He was so vulnerable, so small, and he needed me. I would always be there for him.So I was sitting on a sofa, in the warm but comfortable living room, breastfeeding my son. He had a ferocious appetite. I had to make sure I ate enough so that I would produce enough for him. I looked down at his beautiful head of hair. I brushed it so many times with my fingers, just feeling th
Sienna "Come on. Where is he? I want to meet my nephew," Sean said as he looked around in excitement. He was just like a fucking hyperactive little dog. I smiled at how excited he was. "This way. He is asleep, so shut the fuck up." I chuckled as I led both of them to the living room. Their eyes landed on Rocco and then at the bundle in his arms. I watched Sean gulp as he refrained from talking for once in his life. Arthur looked proud, and his posture relaxed noticeably. He would be my child's only grandparent, and I was grateful for that.They both walked over to see him. Rocco untucked Lorenzo slightly so that they could see his face. Their gazes lingered on him as they admired him. "He is tiny," Sean whispered."Babies tend to be small, idiot," Rocco said to him, chuckling. They were both so fucking stupid. "Congratulations again, Sienna. I hope you don't mind me saying, but it looks like he takes after Eric," Arthur said softly while turning to look at me.I nodded my head.
SiennaFEW YEARS LATER"Fucking hurry up, please!" I said to the maids who scrambled to set out the dining room. Only the best cutlery and crystal glasses were being used for the occasion. The table would be lined with a white cloth and red placemats. I walked around the room in a black dress which hugged my curves perfectly. Oh, shit, did we have enough wine? Why were we so last minute? Everything was just disorganised.Eric and I were hosting a dinner party and it was going to be so fucking good. We invited a lot of, mostly family. They would be here soon and I wanted things ready. As usual, Eric was avoiding the dining room entirely because he knew that I would be in a bitchy mood. I could understand wh, but Inwas not always moody. I picked up a glass in my hand, turned it over and placed it down when I saw it that was devoid of fingerprints.Suddenly, I felt two small hands grasp my legs tightly and I chuckled before I looking down. "You look very handsome, my little man," I
Sienna I held the razor-sharp knife tightly. I took no notice of the way the blade cut deep into the flesh of my palm. I took no notice of my crimson blood which spilled out and stained the carpet below. It actually relieved me. To feel my body in physical pain was a great distraction from the emotional pain that troubled me. I wasn't one to harm myself but I didn't know how to react and my knife was just there.Father wanted me to get married to a stranger. No, he forced me to. He left me with no choice. Granted, I could run, I could hide, but I wouldn't do something like that. Throughout my whole life, I had been nothing but a disappointment to him and this affirmed it. I was nothing more than a mere commodity; an object to trade at his will. He never fucking liked me and I did nothing to earn his approval because I would never get it. My name was Sienna Zannotti, and I was the Don of the Italian mafia. Father only passed it down to me because he was aging and had no male heirs,
EricI wasn't surprised when my parents arranged a marriage for me. It was highly common. My own parents were arranged to marry and they had been together ever since, in a loveless marriage till death did them part. What a shitty way to live. I was fucking angry about having to marry some girl. A fucking Italian girl to top it off. There was nothing wrong with Italian girls but she was in the mafia. What would she even be like? Would our marriage be entirely loveless like my parents? Not that I cared, I would just tolerate her and have my way with other women behind her back, and I was sure she would do the same. I wasn't even told of her name, what she looked like, or what she was like. But she was a woman. The boss of the Italian mafia. How could that be? Women were weak and too emotional. She would be the destruction of the mafia. I chuckled at how the most fierce and depraved mafia in the world would fall at her hands. Everyone knew that only a man could run a mafia. Perhaps
SiennaToday was the day I finally got to meet the man who would own me, and as Father put it very eloquently, I would be his bitch apparently. But I would rather stab out my own eyes and eat them than let someone own me. Who the fuck did these men think they were? I scowled as I looked into the full-length mirror. My attire didn't reflect what I thought, not in the slightest. My body was covered in a tight-fitting red silk dress. It had a deep v-neck and full-length arms. I wanted to hide my sore wrist, thanks to Father. The dress stopped at my naturally tanned thighs. Pairing the dress with red heels, I went for a simple look. Light makeup covered my face, and my dark hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail. There was nothing more powerful than dressing up. It made men weak, and I made men weak. I pressed my lips together which were painted with red lipstick. The red blended well with my tan skin and icy blue eyes. Cara entered my room after knocking. She eyed me and complim
EricSienna and her father left the house and I was still in a daze. Thawoman… She was no ordinary woman. There was something about her. She had power, and I felt it when she spoke. I felt her strength when she twisted my hand back. She was also quite fucking hot. Her father was a despicable man and I could sense it. He was fucking disgusting. Sienna never seemed to talk or laugh in his presence, or not as much as she did when he wasn't around her. I could feel their animosity towards each other. My parents looked at me with wide grins across their faces and I knew they wanted to talk about Sienna. "Well what did you think of her? She seems sweet," Mother commented. Sweet? I would not describe her as sweet. Oh, but I liked it when she swore. Father chuckled as he rubbed the back of his head. Sweet was not a word we used in the mafia. Fucking hell, we hardly even used it at all."She is fine," I lied effortlessly but really, she was more than just fine. Father beamed and patted my
SiennaFEW YEARS LATER"Fucking hurry up, please!" I said to the maids who scrambled to set out the dining room. Only the best cutlery and crystal glasses were being used for the occasion. The table would be lined with a white cloth and red placemats. I walked around the room in a black dress which hugged my curves perfectly. Oh, shit, did we have enough wine? Why were we so last minute? Everything was just disorganised.Eric and I were hosting a dinner party and it was going to be so fucking good. We invited a lot of, mostly family. They would be here soon and I wanted things ready. As usual, Eric was avoiding the dining room entirely because he knew that I would be in a bitchy mood. I could understand wh, but Inwas not always moody. I picked up a glass in my hand, turned it over and placed it down when I saw it that was devoid of fingerprints.Suddenly, I felt two small hands grasp my legs tightly and I chuckled before I looking down. "You look very handsome, my little man," I
Sienna "Come on. Where is he? I want to meet my nephew," Sean said as he looked around in excitement. He was just like a fucking hyperactive little dog. I smiled at how excited he was. "This way. He is asleep, so shut the fuck up." I chuckled as I led both of them to the living room. Their eyes landed on Rocco and then at the bundle in his arms. I watched Sean gulp as he refrained from talking for once in his life. Arthur looked proud, and his posture relaxed noticeably. He would be my child's only grandparent, and I was grateful for that.They both walked over to see him. Rocco untucked Lorenzo slightly so that they could see his face. Their gazes lingered on him as they admired him. "He is tiny," Sean whispered."Babies tend to be small, idiot," Rocco said to him, chuckling. They were both so fucking stupid. "Congratulations again, Sienna. I hope you don't mind me saying, but it looks like he takes after Eric," Arthur said softly while turning to look at me.I nodded my head.
Sienna One month had passed now and I was enjoying life with my new little addition. Giving birth was incredibly painful, but it was definitely the best thing I had ever done in my entire life. I certainly didn't plan on getting pregnant, at least not so soon, but right now, I wouldn't wish it any other way.My body was still aching and recovering. I was resting. I hardly did any other thing, except for taking care of Lorenzo. I wanted to do everything. I wanted to feed him, change him and bathe him. I didn't want him to be given off to nannies and nurses like I was. He was mine and I would take care of him. He was so vulnerable, so small, and he needed me. I would always be there for him.So I was sitting on a sofa, in the warm but comfortable living room, breastfeeding my son. He had a ferocious appetite. I had to make sure I ate enough so that I would produce enough for him. I looked down at his beautiful head of hair. I brushed it so many times with my fingers, just feeling th
EricFucking hell. It was a boy. My son. Our son.My knees almost buckled as I watched the nurse taking him to be cleaned and weighed. My heart slowed down and I felt tears falling from my eyes. I let them fall as my heart swelled with happiness. "You did it!" I exclaimed, smiling down at Sienna. Her face held a gentle smile as she closed her eyes.The next hour was a blur. Sienna was checked over and she was now sleeping as she was very exhausted. The room was cleaned and I was now sitting on the cushioned chair beside her bed. I didn't know what time it was but I was fucking tired and wide awake at the same time.Shortly after, the nurse came back with a small, quiet bundle in her arms. In fear, I wasn't even breathing at all for a short moment. She smiled and told me about the baby's health. How he was strong and healthy. Perfect. She asked if I wanted to hold him and a single tear ran down my cheek. I nodded, unable to speak. Then she handed me the bundle, instructing me to make
Eric I was startled awake by Vincent who was yelling in my face. "What the fuck?" I yelled, my voice deep and husky. Why was this fucking ass here, and more so, why did he wake me up? "Why did you wake me?" I growled as I rubbed my heavy eyes. I squinted as I looked at the man who seemed panicked. When I looked across the bed and saw that Sienna wasn't there, my heart almost stopped."She told me to get you immediately," Vincent said, wide eyed, his throat bobbing. I didn't waste any time, pulling on my trousers and grabbing a shirt. As I followed Vincent upstairs, ducking my head slightly to avoid the low roof, I could hear some groans. I pulled on my shirt as I stepped out of the inner part of the yacht.I saw Sienna tightly holding onto the rail as she breathed jaggedly. I could see that her body was shaking. "What is it?" I asked her with worry. I had already forgotten my interrupted sleep by now. As I headed for her, I saw a small puddle of water beneath her feet, and her
EricI pulled at the collar of my shirt, trying to cool myself down, as I headed home after going out for a job. Italy was warmer than home but it was a nice change. The people here were very disciplined. I only had to mention Sienna's name and they would go white as a sheet. And all I could think was how I even manage to be so lucky to have her as my partner.I walked inside the house to see Sienna laying on the sofa with her legs raised on a pillow. I was surprised that she was resting. "And I said, ‘let the fucking bitch rot in hell,’ and apparently that was too harsh on the poor girl." She chuckled. I took a seat on the sofa opposite her, looking down at some faint bruises along my knuckles. Sienna was laughing into the phone, talking to Cara about how Rocco dumped his latest girlfriend.She ended the call after a while and looked at me sideways. "What?" she asked when I didn't speak. I was just looking at her, seeing her beauty, seeing her beneath it all. "Let's go out," I sai
Eric"I understand. Do you think I sent them?" Harrison remarked. "I did not. I do not have plans which involve killing either one of you. That would be outrageously stupid of me and tell me, do I look stupid to you?" Harrison continued. Who would willingly wager a war between two Mafias where both sides were as formidable as each other? Not Harrison, not I and not Sienna either. The Russian Mafia was different. They had been really stupid to think they would dare Sienna and I and actually go scot free?“He is telling the truth. His body language is sincere," Sienna said to me in Italian, and she looked into my eyes briefly. "I believe so too," I replied in Italian too.Harrison cleared his throat and we looked back at him once more. "We are leaving now. We appreciate the honesty," I said as I stood up. "Come on, Eric. Let's play one game of poker. Do this for old times sake," Harrison said, smirking. I knew that he was still fucking mad at the fact that I beat him the last time w
EricShe blew out a breath of air and waited. It was only a few more minutes before Edward arrived.I greeted him, happy to see my friend again. "I am very glad Gabriel was... well, not dead," Edward said with a chuckle. "I am glad about it too. Now, can we please go inside?" Sienna spoke up. Perhaps she was eager to meet the man or maybe she needed the bathroom, who knew? Edward caught her eye and glanced down at her stomach which carried the next Mafia boss. And he or she would be the greatest. "Certainly. It's nice to see you, Sienna," he said as he reached out for her hand. She shook his hand, much to Edward’s disappointment. He wanted to kiss the back of it, but that job was strictly reserved only for me."Let's go and beat the shit out of him." Sienna chuckled, before she walked up to the door in her white sneakers. Edward and I looked at each other, completely unfazed as we kept on walking up to the door. Harrison was expecting us, so there was no doubt that he would put o
Eric When I looked across the spacious private plane, I saw Sienna taking a nap. She lay sprawled across two large leather seats. I placed a thick blanket over her. She was apparently bored as fuck and fucking tired of my remarks.I couldn't believe it. When I lost Gabriel it was like a part of me was missing. I didn't realize how much he impacted my life until he was gone. He truly was my best friend, and a brother to me. Fucking hell. And Sienna brought him back. She also mended the emptiness I felt. She was my world. I looked at her as she rested. I wouldn't change her for anything.I picked up my phone and held it to my ear after I dialed a number. "That better not be the fucking bitch," Sienna mumbled with a yawn as she stretched her arms."That was a quick nap." I smiled. She looked at me, her eyes looking damn mischievous. She shook her head at me and stood up, holding onto the seat. "Edward, hello. As you are aware, we are meeting Harrison as soon as we land. I would app