Erico’s POV I was a fool. I almost got caught by her. There was a threat to my family today and I had to make sure they were safe, so I called Violet. I pulled my phone and saw a message popping on it. ‘We need to talk.’ I instantly knew who it was, and where our meeting will be held. I took my wallet and my watch as I walked towards my car. I got in and sped towards the club in the center of the town. I parked the car at the back entrance and walked towards the door, making sure that no one was watching me. The night club was pulsing with energy the moment I step inside. Low light swirl with neon blue lights, reds and purples, bouncing off mirrored walls and glossy floors. A thick beat rolls through the air, vibrating through the floor and into my chest. The dance floor was alive, bodies move in sync with the rhythm, some solo, some in groups. A man walked towards me and I recognized his face immediately. He nodded showing me his tattoo and I followed him. Behi
Bianca’s POV “What the hell are you doing?” I asked trying to get off the bed. “Teaching you not to eavesdrop.” He snapped and I was taken back. “I was just passing by and I heard you. It wasn’t intentional.” I snapped back. We sat there for a couple of minutes glaring at each other. “Leave.” Alessandro ordered pulling away from me. I wanted to let him know that I didn’t eavesdrop on him, it’s just that I am curious about his life. “Aless-“ he cut me off with a sharp look. This never smiles, never interact and is cold as ice. But I knew that under all that façade he has a heart. A heart that looks like it’s beating for a certain woman. I knew I shouldn’t be feeling a little bit of jealousy, but I can’t help it. It’s not a jealousy of another woman, it’s the jealousy of a person he will put his life on sake, and will protect other than me. Although I’ve been inside this room before, but it’s the first time I realized how this room is so ‘him’. Stark. Controlled. “Everythi
Bianca's POV After we were done with the shooting, Alessandro took me back home. We got out but neither of us said anything to each other. I went to my room and changed my clothes, as I got ready for my secret routine. A secret I have been keeping for a couple of years. Every month, I visit a rundown neighborhood alon, always making sure that my father never finds out. I got dressed fast and jumped from my window like I usually do. But I was met with Alessandro's face and I gasped. "What the fuck." i exclaimed. "Where are you going, princess?" He raised an eyebrow. "None of your business." I snapped trying to walk past him. "Oh but it is." He smirked getting closer to me. "I think you don't want your dad knowing about your whereabouts." He said. I fidgeted, thinking about telling him or going back to my room. "Fine you can come with me, but you wil have to swear that you won't tell my father anything." I said. "Fine." "Then let's go." I walked past him."Great another adven
Bianca’s POV *2 hours ago* The crowd applauded as I walked towards Matteo. A clear dismayed look on my face made my dad glare at me. He approached me, leaning to kiss my cheek, but instead he whispered in my ear. “Smile wider, darling. Or your father might not be grateful he picked someone who knows all your secrets.” My heart skipped a beat, but my face didn’t flinch. “What are you talking about?” I snapped. “I know the little visits you make. The widow. Her daughter. And the warehouse.” What the fück! No one knows about the warehouse. He steps back slightly, just enough to meet my gaze. “You play rebellion well, Bianca. But in a few months, you will belong to me. And I’ll decide which parts of you are worth keeping.” *back to the present *“That depends on who is asking.” He replied flatly and a shiver ran down my spine. There was something in his voice, too cold, too distant. “Sometimes I think I trust you more than I should.” I said. He steps closer, his eyes locked wi
Bianca's POV "Let's fight." I said. "What?" He asked raising his eyebrow."You're already training." I shrugged. Alessandro studied me for a beat, then he nodded. "Alright. SShoes off, and no flinching." He said coldly.I kicked off my shoes without hesitation and stepped onto the mat barefoot. He studied me for a while. "You are serious." He deadpanned. "You said no flinching." I replied coolly, tying my hair back. "I don't flinch."I meant it.I had trained since I was fifteen. My father insisted on it, he said that a Romano woman should know how to break a man's arm before she is old enough to wear diamonds. Over the years, I had taken down five grown men in the sparring ring. I wasn't afraid of strength. I was afraid of weakness pretending to be love. Alessandro stepped forward, his expression unreadable. "Alright, let's see what you've got." We circled each other. No small talk, and no fake smiles. Just the quiet pull of tension between two people who knew to hide every
Erico’s POV “I know you will do your best.” Violet said patting my back while holding 4 years old Aurora. The mafia king’s first born. I nodded frowning at her. I knew my time will come. A time where I will leave my family. And even though I was prepared it still feels like I am leaving a piece of me here. Damn, I was never a cheesy man. Violet wiped her tears taking Aurora out of the room with her. I sighed looking at Vincezo while he watched every step Violet took and smirked at him. Even 5 years later and he is still head over heels for her. Cringe. “Don’t diverge from the plan Erico. From now on your name is Alessandro Moretti. You will be the bodyguard of Bianca Romano. That fücker Antonio is still planning against me.” He sat back down on his chair. “I hope I could see Erico while handling a female.” Gio smirked and I flipped him off. “He already handles Violet and Aurora he will be fine.” Mario laughed.If only I could kill them both. But that would make Violet mad and
Bianca's POV "Miss Bianca, your father is waiting for you." I sighed, making sure that I looked presentable for the banquet. I hate socializing with people, but dad would be mad if I don't. The SUV was waiting for me outside our mansion, and I got in. Dad was next to me, busy on his phone. Business never ends, and I hated it. I never get quality time with my dad, but at least he never forces me to marry Matteo. Although I know he wants me to marry him. "There will be new people at the banquet. Don't wander off alone, Bianca." Dad said, looking at me. I nodded as a reassurance gesture. I know how much he became paranoid about me after my mom died. "We are here." Dominic announced parking the car in front of the building that belongs to none other than Vincenzo Mercanti. Even when he is away in the United States, he has properties and men here in Italy.We walked through the front doors towards the main hall, where all the mafia bosses were gathering. Vincenzo was not here, though.
Erico’s POV “She’s smart but can’t control her mouth.” I said looking at Angelo, one of our men. "But she is trained. She can fight." He replied looking at the laptop in front of him. "The big boss put this plan so you can gain the trust of Antonio Romano." Angelo said while accessing the cameras of Antonio's villa. "You have to go back down there." He said and I nodded.I went back to the banquet and saw her dancing with Raffaele's son. I approached them and when it was time to change I took her hand and danced with her. She couldn't keep quiet. After our short conversation, I ingnored her and kept dancing as the music stopped. It was time now for our little show, as the announcer was talking I gave Angelo a sign. He immediately went into action, and he heard the gunshots. She started running smartly and I knew that it was my chance. I had to lock her here. "Angelo aim next to her." I said and the gunshots were mainly aimed at her. Her father was out watching from the window,
Bianca's POV "Let's fight." I said. "What?" He asked raising his eyebrow."You're already training." I shrugged. Alessandro studied me for a beat, then he nodded. "Alright. SShoes off, and no flinching." He said coldly.I kicked off my shoes without hesitation and stepped onto the mat barefoot. He studied me for a while. "You are serious." He deadpanned. "You said no flinching." I replied coolly, tying my hair back. "I don't flinch."I meant it.I had trained since I was fifteen. My father insisted on it, he said that a Romano woman should know how to break a man's arm before she is old enough to wear diamonds. Over the years, I had taken down five grown men in the sparring ring. I wasn't afraid of strength. I was afraid of weakness pretending to be love. Alessandro stepped forward, his expression unreadable. "Alright, let's see what you've got." We circled each other. No small talk, and no fake smiles. Just the quiet pull of tension between two people who knew to hide every
Bianca’s POV *2 hours ago* The crowd applauded as I walked towards Matteo. A clear dismayed look on my face made my dad glare at me. He approached me, leaning to kiss my cheek, but instead he whispered in my ear. “Smile wider, darling. Or your father might not be grateful he picked someone who knows all your secrets.” My heart skipped a beat, but my face didn’t flinch. “What are you talking about?” I snapped. “I know the little visits you make. The widow. Her daughter. And the warehouse.” What the fück! No one knows about the warehouse. He steps back slightly, just enough to meet my gaze. “You play rebellion well, Bianca. But in a few months, you will belong to me. And I’ll decide which parts of you are worth keeping.” *back to the present *“That depends on who is asking.” He replied flatly and a shiver ran down my spine. There was something in his voice, too cold, too distant. “Sometimes I think I trust you more than I should.” I said. He steps closer, his eyes locked wi
Bianca's POV After we were done with the shooting, Alessandro took me back home. We got out but neither of us said anything to each other. I went to my room and changed my clothes, as I got ready for my secret routine. A secret I have been keeping for a couple of years. Every month, I visit a rundown neighborhood alon, always making sure that my father never finds out. I got dressed fast and jumped from my window like I usually do. But I was met with Alessandro's face and I gasped. "What the fuck." i exclaimed. "Where are you going, princess?" He raised an eyebrow. "None of your business." I snapped trying to walk past him. "Oh but it is." He smirked getting closer to me. "I think you don't want your dad knowing about your whereabouts." He said. I fidgeted, thinking about telling him or going back to my room. "Fine you can come with me, but you wil have to swear that you won't tell my father anything." I said. "Fine." "Then let's go." I walked past him."Great another adven
Bianca’s POV “What the hell are you doing?” I asked trying to get off the bed. “Teaching you not to eavesdrop.” He snapped and I was taken back. “I was just passing by and I heard you. It wasn’t intentional.” I snapped back. We sat there for a couple of minutes glaring at each other. “Leave.” Alessandro ordered pulling away from me. I wanted to let him know that I didn’t eavesdrop on him, it’s just that I am curious about his life. “Aless-“ he cut me off with a sharp look. This never smiles, never interact and is cold as ice. But I knew that under all that façade he has a heart. A heart that looks like it’s beating for a certain woman. I knew I shouldn’t be feeling a little bit of jealousy, but I can’t help it. It’s not a jealousy of another woman, it’s the jealousy of a person he will put his life on sake, and will protect other than me. Although I’ve been inside this room before, but it’s the first time I realized how this room is so ‘him’. Stark. Controlled. “Everythi
Erico’s POV I was a fool. I almost got caught by her. There was a threat to my family today and I had to make sure they were safe, so I called Violet. I pulled my phone and saw a message popping on it. ‘We need to talk.’ I instantly knew who it was, and where our meeting will be held. I took my wallet and my watch as I walked towards my car. I got in and sped towards the club in the center of the town. I parked the car at the back entrance and walked towards the door, making sure that no one was watching me. The night club was pulsing with energy the moment I step inside. Low light swirl with neon blue lights, reds and purples, bouncing off mirrored walls and glossy floors. A thick beat rolls through the air, vibrating through the floor and into my chest. The dance floor was alive, bodies move in sync with the rhythm, some solo, some in groups. A man walked towards me and I recognized his face immediately. He nodded showing me his tattoo and I followed him. Behi
Bianca’s POV There was a tension between both men. Alessandro was calm though, while Matteo was clenching and unclenching his fists. “She doesn’t need anyone. I’m with her.” Matteo said. “Clearly.” Alessandro replied unbothered. “You are just a bodyguard. I am her fiancé, and it will be good if you knew your boundaries.” Matteo replied. “Her father pays me to look after her.” Alessandro smirked. “Can you two stop.” I snapped and they turned to look at me as if they forgot that I was there. “I thought this was our date.” Matteo said looking at me as he approached me slowly. “I never said it was a date.” I glared at him. “Your father did.” “I don’t always acknowledge what he says.” My blood was boiling because all men in my life do, is control it. I was sick of that. Matteo took my hand and gripped it angrily. “Let go before I kick you in your fucking balls.” I said slowly. In a second, Matteo was pulled away from me. Alessandro was holding him by the neck, ch
Bianca’s POV “This is ridiculous.” I sighed looking at the car parking in front of the front doors. “Miss these are the boss’s orders.” Clara said and I rolled my eyes. Dad planned a date for Matteo and me. I hate that he is pressuring me, but Matteo’s father is a well know man in the mafia. Although I know Rafael Ricci’s true intention in making me marry his son, my dad is adamant on this bond. I talked to him millions of times but he won’t change his mind. At least I am going horse riding with him. Something I love to do. Dad knew that, the reason why he planned this day. “Okay I will go down now.” I told her and left my room to greet Matteo. “You look beautiful.” Matteo said as soon as he saw me. I rolled my eyes at him and nodded. These are his stunts. Always trying to sweet talk to me. He doesn’t know that I am not that kind of girl. I won’t swoon at his feet. “Enjoy your day.” Dad said and I tried to smile at him. “Let’s go.” Matteo extended his han
Bianca’s POV “There is an important matter Bianca.” Dad said sitting behind his desk. My dad doesn’t keep me in the dark like the other mafia bosses. He keeps me updated about everything. “What happened?” I asked him. “Vincenzo and the Russians will be holding a meeting in the next few days. I want you to slither yourself between them.” He smiled for the first time since forever. “I won’t disappoint you, father.” I said as I started preparing a plan in my head. We need as many information as possible of the Mercanti family. In order to finish them, we have to prepare for a war, one we are sure we won’t lose. We can’t lose. We already lost a lot, by losing my mother. It was their time now to start losing. “What are you thinking about?” I was so lost in my head, that I didn’t see Alessandro coming towards me. “Nothing.” I shrugged walking past him. Alessandro stopped me by holding my elbow firmly. As cringy as it is, my heart did a flip and I looked into his boiling e
Bianca's POV “Who are you? How did my dad trust you this fast?” I asked looking at him trying not to show fear. “Are you scared?” He said in a low tone which made my toes curl. How does this man scare me, yet turn me on with simple words? He took his gun from the holster on his hip and pointed it towards my chest, going down to the hem of my jeans. “I am not.” I managed to finally reply. “You should be.” His eyes shone with something deadly. I really am scared now. Who is this man? Where did the earlier version of him go? Does my father know about this? “Just stay away from me. I don’t want you to be my bodyguard. I don’t need someone like you.” I snapped. Alessandro took one more step towards me, relocating the gun towards my forehead, while his hand was now around my waist. My breath hitched as I yearned for him to touch me everywhere. “There is no way out princess.” He said his hand traveling all along my back. I tried to push him back, but he woul