Unknown povI look at the man across me sipping his tea elegantly without any care in the world. I snort. " You would not be this relaxed if he finds out about what you did. " I say and that captures his attention. " You wouldn't be sitting here with me if he finds out about what you did too." He replies with a smile and I ball my fists. " Everyone thought she died, you died too. That's why he hasn't come hunting for your sorry ass all these years." I remind him and he snorts. "She died, that part is true. Just not when everyone thought she did." He replies, a far away look on his face. " And you decided to play the role of the perfect father to her, altering everything about yourself and starting afresh here?"I have to say, he played smart doing that. He is hiding and at the same time not hiding. No wonder no one from his past or hers could find anything. Not everyone believed that lady died, at least my father didn't. He combed Las Vegas and the neighbouring cities looking fo
MeganIt's been two weeks since Lorenzo was discharged from the hospital. The man is as stubborn as a mule because barely two days after he was discharged and against the doctors orders, he went back to work. He talked about loose ends he wanted to tie up and being a mafia boss I did not bother myself asking what it meant.I have come into terms that my husband is a mobster, a mafia boss. When he talks about deals, I know he isn't talking about projects like the ones my father handled back in the day.Tying loose ends doesn't mean going on a business dinner. Violence and blood makes him who he is.I never imagined myself getting involved with those kind of people before but here I am, falling in love with a mobsterSometimes Lorenzo works from home. Of course,those are the days he wants to torment me to death, not that I am complaining. I like it when he can't take his hands off me. Today, however, he said he would be working from the company since he has things to attend to pers
Lorenzo"Holy fuck! You are beautiful! " I breathe out admiring my woman's aroused self. The way she responds to my touch, the way her lust spikes even at the slightest provocation is everything that strokes my already mountainous ego. The years I have fucked countless women, I am familiar to someone faking shit. My Megan doesn't. The feelings, the reactions are raw, calling you in to get lost in her heat. Her gaze seduces me to loosing control, its everything I have been looking for in a woman. Screw those who think I should not drag her to hell with, i'll selfishly and unapologetically do that. The mere sight of her and my cock is throbbing, hardening and pulsating inside my slacks. It's begging me to release it so that it can do what it does best, claim and dirty this little angel before us.I have always prided myself in having the ability to hold myself from coming undone when a woman is riding me, but Megan can do it with just one glance. Just one look and I feel as though I'
LorenzoI take a long puff of the cigar lodged in my fingers and blow off the smoke, watching as it swirls around before it disperses. I am seated near the window pf our bedroom, watching the scenery outside. I don't smoke often, only when something is bothering me. After what Red and I talked about, I don't know what to do anymore. She was right though, I am not good enough for Megan. I have always known that. What I don't understand is why she wants to take Megan away. " The faraway she stays away from you, the better for all of us. " But what does Megan have to do with her? She talked like Megan would affect something in her life and knowing her the little I have, her position in the triad is the most important thing in her life, save the family business. What is it about Megan that she is willing to vouch for me against the Gravano family at their council? She is even willing to render her help in expanding my business in Vegas. A moan from the woman on my bed makes me turn
Today I plan to visit my father. It's been a few days since I last saw him. With him not going to work anymore, staying in the house can be quite boring so today I will keep him company before I leave for my appointment with Lorenzo. I don't know what the guy is up to. He sent me a message earlier telling me to get ready by 7:00 that he has somewhere he wants to take me. The idea excited me as much as it scared me. The last time we had dinner together it was a total disaster. My bodyguard drive me to my father's house. Lorenzo said that I should never step out of the house without someone by my side. After being kidnapped twice I learned my lesson. I am not looking forward to being chained and having a bullet piercing my abdomen. Lorenzo has two men guarding my father's house. He said that he will feel at ease when he knows no one will harm my father. I can't be anymore grateful. After Harriet's threat, I do believe my father needs the protection. Stepping inside the house I am g
After leaving my papa's house, I asked the driver to drop me off at Katalina's house. I was mad and needed someone to vent my anger to. Only Kata could help me with that. Knocking at her door, she opened it and her eyes went wide with shock. "Megan? I wasn't expecting you?" She said, pursing her lips. I had ended up here on an impulse but I knew I needed to talk to her somehow. "Can we go for a walk?" I asked."Let me grab a jacket and let mom know."She joined me outside a minute later. We made our way to a nearby park. She waited until we sat down on a bench before asking, "So what's going on? Did that man do something to you?" Katalina asks and I shake my head. " Its not Lorenzo. Its my dad. "I tell her everything. About my papa and how he had allowed Sophia back to our lives like nothing happened. When I finish venting, she just sits there, not saying a word. " What? Do you also think I am overreacting? " Her silence bothers me and I ask. " I am trying to find words to say a
Megan A deep frown settles on my face. " Are you sure this is the place? " I ask and Jared looks out before nodding. " Definately. This is where the Boss asked me to drop you. " He answers and I take a deep breath, pushing the door open and stepping out. What is Lorenzo playing at? That's the question that runs in my head as I make my way in the club. I have just stepped inside when I spot Gino walking towards me, a subtle smile on his handsome face. " Hey Megan. You look beautiful tonight. " He comments, standing before me and I roll my eyes, feeling out of place. " What am I doing here? " I ask even when I know he doesn't have the answer to my question. As expected, he shrugs. " Lorenzo asked me to send you upstairs. " He says, ushering me and I follow behind him. Gino halts outside a room and gently knocks. The door opens, revealing Lorenzo. His dark eyes settle on mine and my heart flutters. " You may leave. " He instructs and Gino nods, leaving and closing the do
MeganLorenzo groans throwing his head back as I stroke his bulge. His fingers slip through my hair.I kiss his neck and whisper in his ear. "You can't wait to fuck me can you?"He growls. "You're teasing me."I pull my hand away and look at him with a devilish grin. "Oh, but I like teasing you." I whisper, loving every honest reaction his body gives to my touch. I might not have his heart... yet, but I have his body under my control and it's just as good.He grips my hand and pulls it back onto his crotch. "Tease me then, baby. I'm yours."I can't hide the smile that lights up my face. I love the way he feels, the way his cock throbs beneath my hand. He's big and thick and hard. Every part of me aches for him.He leans on the sofa while I straddle him, my hands rubbing at yhe confined monster while dry humping him. He kisses me, his tongue diving in my mouth, our breaths growing more labored by the minute.I want him. So fucking badly."I can't take this," Lorenzo whispers.He wraps
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
MEGAN'S POVI watch helplessly as Rael beats Lorenzo, turning him black and blue. Blood pours from his body, and he’s stopped moving. The pain swirling in my chest is unbearable."Please stop!" I shout, but the more I scream, the harder Rael strikes, and the harder Elena cries.The water is now at the level of her stomach, and her voice is faint. She’s trembling, fighting the rising fear. Elena has always been strong, but I can see the fear in her eyes, and I don’t know what to say to make her feel better. She’s watching her father whom she only saw in pictures be beaten as if he were nothing more than a fly.Rael’s cruelty knows no bounds. He’s using a poisoned dagger to cut Lorenzo, knowing that just one cut would be enough to make the poison spread. Lorenzo—the man I love, the one who would move mountains to get to me. The man who would do anything to make me stay by his side, even if it meant making me sign a contract. And now, he’s dying in front of me."Didn't you say that you w
LORENZO'S POVThe sight of Megan tied to a pole and my little daughter floating in a small tank, slowly filling with water, was the first thing my eyes landed on as we defeated the last group of thugs preventing us from reaching them.“Save mama, save me!” Elena cried, and my heart almost stopped.Megan didn't say anything, but I could see the tears and the dejection in her eyes. She avoided looking at me, and that hurt even more.But who was this man, and why had he taken my wife and child?“Who are you?” I asked, trying to concentrate.If I wanted to save them, I needed to think straight and not be distracted.“Oh, you don’t know me? Not surprising, though, because I made sure to keep a low profile until I was strong enough to take you on. Six years, Lorenzo! I’ve waited for this day for six years!” He said, and again, I couldn’t place his face.I took a step forward, but he immediately pointed his gun at Megan.“One more step, and this bullet goes through her heart,” he said, and I
MEGAN’S POVI felt a knot of fear tighten in my stomach when the man smiled after hearing the gunshots. At such a moment, I expected him to be shaken, maybe even worried, but instead, he grinned, as if everything was going according to his plan."What's happening? Where are you taking me?" I shouted, struggling to resist, but he only chuckled and gave me a look that sent chills down my spine.It was a look of superiority, like a parent watching a child, a toddler, who thought they could get away with something they had no business doing. It was condescending, and in that moment, I felt small—like a fish trapped in a tank. His tank. I could see the way he looked at me, knowing I was struggling, knowing I was going to die. And there was nothing I could do to change it. All my feeble attempts at resistance would amount to nothing.I was afraid. Terrified. Not for myself, but for Elena. I didn't want to die, not without knowing she would be okay."Please, Mr. Gambino," I begged, my voice
MEGAN’S POVEverything in me hurts.The right side of my face, where that brute hit me, is swollen, and it feels like he dislocated my jaw. My throat burns from shouting, and my heart aches with fear. What have they done to my baby?“Elena? Give me back my baby!” I shout again, slamming my hands against the door. The pain in my hands is unbearable now, from repeating the motion over and over. But still, there’s no response.It’s as if no one on the other side cares about what I’m saying.I don’t know how long it’s been since that man left, but no one has come in. The silence around me is suffocating.I sink down onto the cold floor, and the tears flow without my control. Why would anyone kidnap me? Is it because of Lorenzo again? But the first time this happened, I was alone. Now, I have Elena with me. What if they hurt her?“Please, God, if you really exist, and you can hear me, please save my baby. Don’t let them hurt her. Please keep her safe, Lord. I promise, if you do, I will don
LORENZO’S POV“It’s all your fault.” Angelo shouts immediately we are back at our temporary meeting place. Angelo’s voice is raw with anger, shaking with the force of his rage. His fists clench at his sides, his eyes burning into me with unfiltered hatred. “Six years ago, she almost died, and now we’re here again. I blame you for all of this!” He shouts, a glare fixed on his face. I don’t argue. I don’t even lift my head.Because he’s right.Megan is in this mess because of me.If it weren’t for the fact that—My phone vibrates in my hand, a sharp intrusion into the suffocating silence between us. I glance at the screen.Hugo.I answer immediately. “Hugo?”“Boss, we lost the trail.” His voice is tight, frustrated. “It’s like they’re toying with us. We also found another note.”A notification chimes before he can finish, and I already know what it is. My stomach twists as I open the image.Same paper. Same handwriting.Lorenzo,Loving it so far?How does it feel?A taunt. A reminder.