Vivian POVIt had been a little over three weeks and I was starting to feel like we were going to be ok. Amy and I started making friends, had school and work, and my aunt was softening to us some. She was still withdrawn and had plenty of backhanded comments to me, but I think she was enjoying a child in the house. She even seemed to be getting excited about my baby. The other day she showed me a room that had a small cove added to it. She thought it would be perfect for myself and a nursery for the baby. She suggested Amy take the room across from me and had a few ideas about color and themes. Amy was of course going to be pink, like the little princess she was, and for my baby boy, she thought planes would be appropriate. For the first time she spoke about my father. Filling me in about his passion to fly. I never knew he had a pilot's license before. He even had his own little plane that we took small family trips to remote islands too. I couldn't remember any of them though. It
Niko POVI paced my entry room still unable to make a decision. Roberto already called informing me he found Viv and she was on her way here. In less than ten minutes I would see her again and she was going to be pissed. I didn't fear her though. I feared what her fate was going to be. A quick death or long torturous one. Fuck, I can't kill her. How can I avoid her death without starting a fight among the families?I've already shown I care for her too much. They will know I was weak to a traitor. Why the fuck did it matter anyways? I could keep her here under lock and key like before. No! She was the blood of Marcusio and Grasso. She has to die. My fucking head hurt. I needed to make a fucking decision."Nikola, stop pacing!" Paul shouted."You're giving me orders?" I got right in his face. His attitude and temper was sending mine through the roof."She will be here any minute. You need to get your head straight.""Fuck!" I shouted, then started pacing again."Just put her in a cell
Vivian POVI laid in Greg's office for at least a day. I had no concept of time anymore. I couldn't allow myself to feel anything or the hard truth would come rushing back to me."Vivian, we should move you to your room. It would be more comfortable and we can clean up better." Paul spoke softly as he moved the hair from my face. I was on my side staring aimlessly at the wall."I don't want to move." I replied in barely a whisper."I know, V. If we can just clean up a little then you can lay back down. I promise just a little bit I need you to get up."I nodded ok, slowly lifting from the bed. My body felt like lead and my core felt achy. I winced, slowly moving off the table in just an oversized tshirt Paul gave me."I got you V." Paul whispered, picking me up bridal style.He walked out the door and a swarm of men were out there. Did Niko actually think I would run in the state I was in? As Paul walked further on I noticed them all following behind us."Why are there so many guards?"
Niko POVFor days I paced my floors, wearing out a clear line in the carpet. I didn't know what to do anymore. I closed myself off for so long I'm not even sure I can be anything but a beast, like Viv calls me.I walked the halls of my house, feeling everyone's hard glare on me. The look in my men's eyes were of disgust and I felt the same way about myself. Vivian has been here for months and I did nothing but try to put her under my thumb.She is a fierce woman with a compassionate heart that I should have never tried to silence. Viv could stare a beast in the eyes and tell me to fuck off, not even thinking twice about it. She didn't deserve this. I only knew I had a child after he was gone. She knew for weeks, if not months.I caught glimpses of her laying lifeless in her bed and I couldn't think of anything to do to help. I wanted her more than anything. I wanted to comfort her, mourn our lost child together, but I had no right to her anymore. I had so many opportunities to do right
Vivian POVI woke with all the people I loved piled in my bed and it gave me a spark to try and live today. I got in the shower, letting the steam roll away my sadness but nothing took away the pain in my heart. I just felt empty and helpless. My Aunt was on my bed reading to Amy while Dominick and Sophia shamelessly flirted with each other on my couch. They were cute together. "I was thinking... maybe we could get some food." I said with a small smile. I wasn't hungry but I needed to do the normal things again, like showering and eating. For now, I would concentrate on Amy, my friends, and finding out why my father caused such chaos. I hoped it would be enough to keep me up all day, but I also knew I could come to bed and cry to my heart's content too. No one put pressure on me to be ok, or to act in a certain way. Everyone was just there for me however I needed them. So, now I needed to try for them and maybe one day I'll want to do it for myself again. "Yes, that's a great idea.
Niko POVViv's Aunt was always quietly observing her surroundings. She held a scorned face as she looked around this house, as if it held memories she didn't want to remember. I knew she was uncomfortable here. Once she said she could tell us the truth about our parents it clicked. She was Peter's sister-in-law. Of course, she knew what happened over twenty years ago.I wasn't sure I could handle this story, but I also knew I needed to hear it. Vivian needed this too. She had been lied to her whole life. As much as I hated Peter for what he did, I still prayed he wasn't the villain I knew him to be. Viv loved her father and I didn't want her image of him destroyed. She lost enough already."I would like to know the truth, or at least your version of the truth from back then." I told her aunt. "And I do care for your niece. You know a vow is unbreakable and I vowed to protect her always."I didn't dare let my eyes drift to Viv. I already knew she would scruff at my words. They meant no
Vivian POVI couldn't believe the story my aunt just told us. Her and my mother endured so much pain for no other reason than for some men to have more power. All the years of my childhood she was cold and distant with me I now understood why. I was the reason she had to keep living."I'm so sorry Aunt Kathy." I whispered as she broke down in tears. She just said how she wanted to die but stayed alive to raise me. She had no pleasure left in this world. "I want to go home to my husband and my child now." She wiped her tears and pulled away from me. "Of course. Niko has a car for you all ready. You can go anywhere you want and they will protect you this time." I looked in her eyes, trying to convey her safety. She didn't care though."I will be leaving then. Don't come back causing me more trouble child." She scolded, then turned her back to me. I should be upset how little love she expressed for me but I knew how deep it truly was."Aunt Kathy, what was my cousin's name?"She slowly
Niko POVToday felt like a never-ending saga of depression filled with guilt. Viv's Aunt's story replayed in my head over and over again. It was strange that I felt so much anger for a man I admired, still admire. My father was everything to me, yet he didn't protect the woman I love. He didn't know what Peter's child would come to mean to me, but she was still a child. An unborn child, like my son, who I failed. I clasped my father's watch to my wrist then looked away with a deep breath. I will always love and respect my father, but I won't make the same mistakes he did. Many generations ago our ancestor created these alliances not just for money and power, but for protection. No one was going to rule our families, no laws would bind us, and no government would push us down. We ran the world behind the scenes and lived a luxurious life. Overtime the greed became too much, allowing men like Grasso to have more power than he should had been allowed. Being a made-man once meant a duty
Michael POVSomething wasn't right. Something so far off that I knew it would change everything. Yet, I couldn't move, and I didn't want to. For hours, I lay on the hardwood floor, arm half-asleep, body heated to a thousand degrees from both the thick comforter and the small body wrapped around me. I should have been uncomfortable, irritated even, but I wasn't. Not when every shift of her body pressed her curves closer to mine.Lucy snored softly against my chest, her breath warm over my skin. Every time she did, I had to bite back a laugh, not wanting to wake her. She slept like a damn menace, a knee wedged between my legs, arm draped over my stomach, clinging to me like I was her lifeline.I always woke early, but Lucy? She was barely alive at 8 a.m. How the hell did she even function? How did she ever get to class on time?My phone buzzed with another message from Vinnie. I sighed knowing we had to leave. But Lucy just hummed in her sleep and snuggled closer, her leg sliding highe
Lucy POV"Tell me no, and I'll stop."Michael, this dangerously arrogant, sinfully gorgeous man, was on his knees in front of me, waiting. Begging. His blue eyes were dark with hunger. He could have taken whatever he wanted, he was stronger, faster, deadlier. But instead, he gave me all the power.And God, I loved it. He had no idea how badly I needed to have this control, his submission to me... although it was Michael. The man that knew things before anyone else. Maybe he knew this was exactly what I needed to quiet the fears that lived inside me. "I want you," I admitted, my pulse hammering. "I do."His lips curved into a knowing smirk as his large hands slid up my thighs. He helped push my jeans down, his fingers grazing my skin like he was savoring every inch."I want everything," I whispered, my heart pounding. "But...""I just want a taste, baby girl." His voice was low and thick, warm breath between my thighs, urging me to let him have me.I should have stopped this, but the
Michael POVLucy sucked in a sharp breath as I slowly slid the zipper down, my fingers dipping inside just enough to tease her through the fabric of her underwear.Fuck. She was already soaked."I..." she tried to form words, but her body betrayed her, instantly melting, trembling, arching against me."This... good... mmm," her voice was so sweet, a little afraid but wanting more, just as I did. Her words cut off as she moaned, loud enough to make me groan in response. It was the hottest fucking thing I'd ever heard.I slipped my fingers beneath her panties, brushing over her clit before sliding one finger deep inside her.Her whole body tensed, then immediately gave out. My finger went to work, slowly, and her hips rocked back into me, hands pressing harder against the wall, breath ragged and desperate. Her stomach sucked in, moans dancing in her throat. She just needed to relax a minute, take a beat to let me show her everything I can help her with."This feels good, doesn't it?" I
Michael POVTo say I was pissed was a massive understatement. There were Irish lackeys lurking in my hideout. Very few people knew about this place, and the fact that Ariel had been grinning like she was in on a joke the rest of us weren't, made my blood boil.The moment Lucy got up to go to the bathroom I wanted to follow her. Ariel called me out about it too. They could all see how my fingers itched to move, to keep her in my sight every second. It was unnecessary, but now I knew it didn't matter. I can't let her be alone.If I had hesitated a minute longer, Lucy could have been dragged out that back door, and I might not have found her in time. The idea that I almost lost her... I didn't like it. Vinnie tried to clam me down, knowing by the way I completely shutdown and roughly dragged her from the restaurant that I was seconds from losing my shit. The last thing we needed was a mass homicide with a hundred witnesses to put me in jail. My focus was much bigger than some low level
Lucy POVWe rolled into Roanoke just as dusk was settling over the city. We pulled into a parking lot behind an unassuming brick building. It didn't exactly scream fortress of security, but I'd given up expecting things to make sense."This is the safe house?" I asked as I climbed out of the SUV, glancing at the worn sign above the restaurant.Michael shut his door with a thud. "Food first. Safe house second."Thank god, I was starving, my stomach growling angrily from the lack of food during the drive. As we piled out of the car, I kept close to Michael. I didn't completely trust him, but he was at least predictable in his protectiveness. I wasn't sure if it was because of the baby I wasn't carrying or something else. But either way, I knew he would keep me safe.The warmth of roasted garlic and seared meat hit me the second we stepped inside. My stomach growled in response, loud enough that Ariel snorted from behind me. She was really getting under my skin.The place was surprisingl
Lucy POVWe'd been driving for what felt like hours, the monotony of the road stretching ahead of us as the SUV hummed along. I stared out the window for a while, the gnawing hunger in my stomach becoming harder to ignore, but I didn't dare complain. The tension in the car was thick, and while everyone else was busy typing away on their laptops, I didn't exactly feel like adding to the stress by whining about food.Occasionally, Michael and Vinnie would share some bit of information they found on the Irish mob, or, more often, some random, ridiculous fact that had nothing to do with anything. The back-and-forth between them was oddly comforting though."I'm telling you, if you're going to hack into an offshore account, you don't mess with Swiss banks. It's like trying to rob a fortress with a butter knife," Michael muttered, his eyes glued to his laptop screen."Yeah, but butter knives can still cut if you sharpen them," Vinnie quipped, not missing a beat.Michael snorted. "Or you cou
Amy POVA deep hum vibrated beneath me, rattling in my bones.My skin was warm, my body sore in ways that made me shiver. Last night flashed through my mind, Killian's hands, his weight, the way he owned every inch of my body.I inhaled sharply, blinking awake. My vision cleared and face twisted. Clouds? What the fuck? My stomach dropped and pulse lurched. I was in the air. I was on a fucking plane. I sat up too fast, gripping the armrests. The cabin was dimly lit, sleek leather seats and polished wood lining the space. A private jet.And across from me, Killian sat, calm as ever, sleeves rolled up, scrolling through his laptop like this was any other day for him."Where are we?" My voice was hoarse, my heart still pounding.He didn't look up. "Not your concern. Eat." My hands curled into fists. "Excuse me?"This time, he did look up. Slow. Measured. Unbothered."Eat, Amy. Don't make me repeat myself."I was thousands of feet in the air. On a fucking plane.Panic rose in my throat.
Michael POV"You ready?" Vinnie asked. Everyone was waiting next to an oversized SUV. I looked over the car and regretted my decision for us all to travel together. My main focus had to be on getting Amy back, then killing every Irishman, then killing my Uncles, and lastly, taking down my greatest enemy: Niko. But we had a lot of land to cross over, and time to waste in a large car. It could be spent in a more pleasurable way."Michael!" Vinnie tapped my shoulder when I didn't respond. My head was definitely not in the game. I needed to change that."Yeah, almost. Lucy is changing." I opened the door and began setting up my laptop. Ariel plopped down beside me and I shook my head at her. That girl didn't know when to quit, but it would probably be better having her next to me than Lucy. Whenever her body was touching mine, I just wanted to feel her. This fucked up crush, or whatever I had with her, was becoming too much of a distraction."Are we really taking her to Texas? She's go
Lucy POVWhispered arguments filled my ears as I moaned into the pillow. My body was heavy with exhaustion, but I felt... peaceful. That was weird."The so-called innocent Scarlet is awake," Ariel sneered.I stiffened at the sound of her voice. The second we met, she made it clear she hated me."Don't test me," Michael snapped, his voice edged with warning.Ariel rolled her eyes, slamming her laptop shut. "Oh, relax. I'm just saying...""What is everyone doing?" I cut her off, stretching under the covers. My muscles ached, but it was nothing compared to the mental exhaustion of last night."Waiting for the princess to wake up so we can actually get shit done," Ariel muttered, stuffing her laptop into her bag.Michael shot her a look, the kind that could shut down a grown man. "Ariel," he warned.Her smirk widened, but she backed off.I yawned and tossed the blanket off me, only to freeze when I saw what I was wearing. A silky pair of shorts and a loose button-up shirt. Not my clothes.