Javier glares at me, his eyes holding too much hatred. I am not fazed though. I have seen that look pretty many times to care about it. Instead, I give him a malicious smile.“ I think you have it all figured out, my dear nephew.”The dirty look the bastard is giving me tells me he has an inkling why he is tied up and beaten in my warehouse.“ Grandfather doesn't allow members of the family to hurt each other.”I smile at his words. Now he thinks he can use the old man's words to get away with shit? I'd be a fool to let that happen.“ Oh really? If I remember, the same old man forbids family members from threatening each other. So tell me, Javier. What do you think your punishment will be for threatening my wife?”That gets a reaction out of the young one. I don't think he expected to be found out. But his mistake was thinking that I wouldn't know his stupid ass had threatened the most precious being in my life." Does grandfather know she was married to me? And that she is not part o
“ I believe you have something for me?” I ask, successfully changing the topic.Hugo nods, walking to the table and passing a file to me.“ This is all we have about the Gambino family. Just as you thought, the Gravano family is doing business with them.”I am not surprised to hear that. I'd say the Gambino family and the Gravano family have something in common; they are corrupt and greedy bastards.But the question remains, if they are already working with the Gravano family, why did they approach our company?“ I think those two are planning to screw us over.” Gino suggests.“ I have that feeling too. Do you know what's even more strange, then meeting with your nephew.” Hugo adds, his eyes trained on me.I ball my fists. That fucker! Meeting with the Gambino's behind my back? What is it that he wants to achieve by going against me?" I should have just slit his throat earlier, damn it! " I slam my fists on the table, sending a few items scattering on the floor." Did I miss some fun
LorenzoI receive a text message from Megan informing me that she won't be home in the Next few days.I can't help the curse that slips past my lips. What a time to decide to leave the house when I am on my way to fuck her recklessly.But I understand that she needs to be there for her father since he just got discharged.Although he has a caretaker to look after him, I guess his daughter’s presence would help him adapt better.As much as I want to drive to that house and drag her perfect ass back to my bed, I can't do that.That however doesn't calm the erection taunting me.I park my car on the side of the road and palm my erection through my boxers.I fucking can't believe that I have to jerk off thinking about Megan’s sinful body. But, I do it. Imagining her firm breasts jiggling as she bounces on my cock,Imagining her pouty lips wrapped around my cock, sucking and licking like a fucking expert, and the way she looks up at me with those eyes that say,_I'm all yours daddy. Please
Today is Saturday. Four days since Megan left our house to live with her father. I have been trying to bury myself into work to avoid thinking about her and although I have managed to do it, I still can't stop thinking about my angel. The week saw me arranging a meeting with Hunter Gambino and agreeing to sign the contract. Massimo Inc will offer our shipping services and in turn, Hunter will introduce us to the Vegas market. Although, in doubt the asshole has any plans of doing that. He just wants to fuck with my family after joining hands with the Gravano family. I can already imagine what he offered them; a corporation to take us out and in turn, the Gravano family will take our place in the streets. That deal sure is lucrative. The massimo family controls the largest part of Chicago and that's something the Gravanos have always loathed. I'm pretty sure they would do anything to finally get rid of us and claim the streets. Well, they will have to try harder because the Gambino's
The shocked look on her face almost makes me feel guilty but I brush that off. I am a greedy bastard and I am not to stop until I get what I want. “ Lorenzo…” She calls, giving a look that's definitely gonna be followed by a thousand reasons why we can't do this. I close the distance between us and press my body against hers, my erect dick poking her stomach. I lower my head and take her lips into mine, kissing them. My hand goes to her top, freeing her boobs and I start findling at them. She is turned on, I can tell it. She wants me. And I want her. “ Don't say a word, babydoll. Just say yes.” I whisper into her ears, biting her earlobes. Megan sighs, burrying her head on my neck. “ I don't know, Lorenzo. My father is here.” She reminds me. She is conflicted between giving into her desires and being the perfect daughter she has always been. Knowing her father’s hatred of my family, I am sure he has warned Megan to stay away from him. Too bad, his daughter is now married to me
Javier POV I slip my glove and tuck my gun in the waistbands of my trouser before I start making my way to the door.“ Where are you going? I thought we would be spending the day together.. Sophia's whiny voice grites at my ears and annoyance creeps in.This woman can be annoying. She is nothing compared to Megan. Megan never used to ask me such stupid questions ànd maybe that's why we stayed married for three years despite my mother’s insistent nagging to divorce her." Can you stop nagging for once? What do yóu want us to spend the day doing? Fucking?” I snap at her.“ I have a business to run and my personal affairs to take care of." I add.Just because we hooked up together doesn't mean she gets to make demands out of me. She ain't my wife.“ Personal affairs huh? Is Megan one of those affairs?" I roll my eyes hearing her accusations. The crazy bitch is obsessed with Megan more than I am.I turn around and give her a glare.“ Do yóu have a problem if she is?" I don't need to rep
I try to conjure a retort but the sound of the door opening and footsteps approaching stops me. I send my mother a glare and turn my attention to the approaching man. “ I thought you said the less we meet, the better.” I say, walking to the man and offering a handshake. “ I had something to discuss which couldn't be discussed through the phone. Who knows whether any of our phones are tapped.” The man answers before acknowledging my mother. “ It's good to see you, Mr Gambino.” My mother greets with so much familiarity that I frown. “ Do you know each other?” I ask the two who seem more like old friends and not people meeting for the first time. “ She is the princess of the Gravano family. Her reputation is widely known.” Hunter replies. The guy is the same age as my uncle Lorenzo and definitely wasn't in power when my mother retired from her family business. “ Actually, she came up with the whole plan. The Gravano family did us a favour years ago so that's why we are here, helpi
LorenzoI don't often look for closing time,but something about tonight makes me feel giddy about everything.Megan is back home or so that's what she told me and I can't wait to go home to her.It sounds crazy, it really is, but can you blame me? Hugo says I have changed. I don't know if it is a good change in his eyes but it's for me I think it's perfect. Imagine going home to your wife. Oh well,she's my contractual wife but I don't give a f*** about that.She's mine.The door to my office clicks open and Hugo walks in as if he owns the building.“Hey man,”he greets but I only spare him a glance.“It's late Hugo, are you going home?” I ask but the guy just shrugs.“It's not like everybody has a wife,Lorenzo. We weren't blessed like you.”he replies and I can feel him almost rolling his eyes at me. “I don't think anybody stopped you from getting a wife. you've been brooding like a woman in her periods go and get laid, man. Maybe a pussy can make you less grumpy.” I retort.Although
Megan povTwo years laterSometimes, life plays out differently than we expected or planned. As I stand before the mirror, admiring the woman reflected in the mirror, I can't help but smile. Sic years. That's what it took me to realize that the only place I belonged to was by Lorenzo's side. And today is that day we are gonna tie the knot and unite in holy matrimony. What started as a contract marriage is transforming to something special and beautiful. The past two years have been nothing but eventful. About a year ago, I gave birth to our second child, a son. When we learnt about my pregnancy, Lorenzo wanted us to get married immediately. I didn't like the idea of wearing my wedding gown with a bulging belly. It didn't help that I had a lot of work to do. From managing my fathers company in Chicago to my own company in Vegas. Lorenzo was also busy with the real estate project his company was working on in Vegas so we agreed to hold the wedding at a later date. After all, in the
MEGAN’S POV Katalina stirred her cappuccino, watching me over the rim of her cup with a smirk that I didn’t trust. “How long has it been since you started living together?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.I leaned back in my chair, letting the scent of roasted coffee beans and vanilla swirl around me. My favorite coffee shop, my favorite corner, and yet, she had dragged me out of my office, claiming I was overworking myself.“Three months,” I said, smiling as I traced the rim of my cup with my fingertip. “And it still feels like yesterday.”Three months since I moved back to Chicago. Three months of waking up beside Lorenzo, of feeling his warmth seep into my skin, of watching him keep every single promise he had made to me.Lorenzo wasn’t just loving—he was attentive, as if he had memorized my every need and made it his mission to fulfill them before I even realized what I wanted. He treated me like a queen, making up for every second we had lost.I lifted my cup, craving
MEGAN’S POV I couldn’t even remember how the rest of the evening played out because Lorenzo was glued to my side like he was afraid I’d disappear. Every time someone tried to steal a moment with me, he would find an excuse to pull me away—into random rooms, dark corners, anywhere he could have me to himself. And every single time, he kissed me like his life depended on it, like he had been starving and I was the only thing that could satisfy his hunger.Then, as if nothing had happened, we’d step back into the party, his arm wrapped tightly around me, his smirk daring anyone to question it. Everyone noticed, of course. They weren’t blind. But no one said a word. Not when it was our night. Not when I was finally going to get married—for real this time.By the end of the celebration, after receiving endless congratulations and well wishes, we left. Lorenzo’s father had insisted on keeping Elena for the night, claiming he wanted to spend more time with her. And honestly? We were too eag
MEGAN’S POVLorenzo was on one knee, his dark eyes locked onto mine, his face illuminated by the soft glow of lights I hadn't even noticed turning on. The world around us had faded into silence, leaving only the sound of my pounding heart and his steady, expectant breaths.“Megan, will you try me for real this time?" His voice was rough with emotion, his grip on the velvet box tight, as if he feared I might vanish before he could place the ring on my finger.I couldn't speak. My throat closed up. The sight of him kneeling before me, the weight of what he was asking, settled over me like a storm. I had promised him another chance—I had vowed to try—but this? This was something bigger, something permanent.This was me handing over my heart, my trust, my life to him once again.And the last time I'd done that, he'd shattered me.Lorenzo saw the hesitation in my eyes, his brows drawing together, his fingers tightening around the ring box. “Megan," he whispered, his voice hoarse, "I know I
MEGAN’S POVThe past month had been...i don't even know how to describe it, a storm of emotions, but somehow, everything had fallen into place. For the first time in what felt like forever, I could breathe.Who would have thought that after what Rael did to Lorenzo, he’d survive?Yet here he was—alive, strong, and laughing as he played with Elena, our daughter. The sight of them on the floor together, her tiny fingers tugging at his shirt as he pretended to lose a playful tug-of-war, warmed me in ways I couldn’t describe. I curled up on the couch, sipping my favorite wine, letting the moment settle over me like a comforting blanket.Then, for what felt like the twentieth time today, Lorenzo’s phone rang."Excuse me, I have to take this," he muttered, already standing.I watched as he strode away, his back tense, voice low when he answered. I had never minded his work calls before, not when we first moved to Chicago, not when he had to step away in the middle of a meal, but lately… som
LORENZO’S POVA month later.The Chicago airport buzzes with life—travelers rushing past, flight announcements echoing overhead, and the occasional wail of an impatient child. I stand near the arrival gate, hands in my pockets, shifting my weight from one foot to the other.It’s been a long week. No, a long month.After I regained my strength, I took off to Chicago to check on my business and for that one month, I had a lot to deal with.Thankful, everything went as planned.But today, things change, no work today. I was here for my two most precious people in the whole world, who I could give anything for.I check my watch for what must be the tenth time in the last five minutes as I wait, my sunglasses on.I want to feel annoyed but I can't with the thought of my two women coming.Megan’s flight has landed nearly half an hour ago, but customs can take forever. I exhale sharply, glancing toward the exit where passengers are trickling through.Then I see them.Elena is the first to sp
LORENZO’S POVIt has been almost two weeks since I came home with Megan, her house and I don't regret coming here. If I must be honest, then this was the best decision ever.I have a lot of time to spend with my cute little doll and Megan and today, we are out to a park after out little doll force us to take her there.Fortunately, I have been gaining my strength or else I would have turned into a laughing thing to my intelligent doll.If someone had told me that out of all the things I’d faced—ruthless enemies, gunfights, betrayals—the most difficult challenge would be a tiny, four-year-old girl with my blood in her veins who is now standing in front of me, her hands on her waist and ready for a challenge, I would have laughed. Hard.The park is livelier than I expected today. Well, maybe it is as I don't come this other side. Children run in every direction, their laughter blending with the chirping of birds perched on tall, leafy trees. The scent of fresh-cut grass mingles with
LORENZO'S POVI stare into her eyes, unable to look away as emotions rush in like a tide I can’t control.If someone had told me there would come a time when I couldn't mask my emotions because of love, I would have laughed in their face and thought them a fool.But here I am, stripped bare, completely exposed—because of this woman who owns my damn heart. Only God knows how much I care for her and our little angel.I owe her everything for giving me something so pure, so untouched by the darkness I live in.She blushes under my intense gaze, shifting slightly in her seat. "You should stop staring."A slow smirk spreads across my face, widening as the color deepens on her cheeks. The sight of it makes me want to get out of this damn hospital bed, take her somewhere private, and show her exactly how much I want her. Need her. Crave her."And you should stop blushing," I counter, my voice low, teasing.Her blush intensifies, and I swear she looks edible—like something only I should be al
LORENZO'S POVI was in a dream.I knew because Megan and Elena were with me—alive, warm, and laughing.Snowflakes danced in the air, landing on my skin like whispers of a forgotten life. The world was bright, crisp, and full of laughter, the kind I hadn’t heard in a long time.“Daddy! Look! I can fly!” Elena’s voice rang out, high and thrilled, as she sped past me on her skis, arms spread wide like tiny wings. Her dark curls peeked from beneath her beanie, her cheeks flushed with excitement.“Be careful, darling, or even your father won’t be able to save you from me when you're done!” Megan teased, panting beside me, her gloved fingers brushing mine as she adjusted her scarf.“I will, Mama!” Elena’s giggles carried over the snow, pure and free.I didn’t want to wake up.Because in my waking world, they weren’t there.The ache in my chest was a familiar, gnawing thing. How had I made it this far without them? How had I learned to breathe in a world where Megan’s touch and Elena’s laugh