Lorenzo The sight of Megan sprawled on the sofa with her dress riding up exposing her creamy thighs is what greets my eyes when I enter the office. My throat tightens and a certain part of my body becomes excited. Damn! Did she do this on purpose? I turn around and glare at Hugo who is following behind me blindly. " Get your ass busy with the task I gave you." I glower at him. He raises an eyebrow but says nothing, he knows better than to question me. I have to get him out of here so that he doesn't witness me acting like a fool over a woman. I close the door and take measured steps towards where she is lying, She is so deep in slumber that she doesn't even notice my presence. The only sign that she is alive is the steady rise and fall of her chest. I sit at the edge of the sofa, careful not to wake her. My eyes scan her beautiful face and down to her lustful body. Hugo is right. Being with Megan, a woman who isn't from our circle is putting my people and my family I
When I told Megan I was going for a business trip, I didn't expect the excuse to become a reality. Now, I have to fly all the way to Moscow to meet the Pakhan of the Bratva ( Pakhan is the leader of a mafia group and Bratva is the name given to Russian mafia) But first, I have to meet grandfather for family related issues. I have this gnawing feeling that someone is working against us from within the famiglia. If we don't capture this person and set SB example to the others, we will be doing zero work even making peace with the Bratva. I park my bullet proof SUV and jump down before heading straight to grandfather's office. “ Make arrangement. The private plane should be ready in the next one hour. “ I instruct Gino before walking away. Gino will be travelling with me to Moscow. Hugo has to be left behind to handle the matters of the company and keep the boys in order. I push the door to my grandfather's office. He is seated in his usual chair, smoking. “ You should really ta
MeganIt's been a week and Lorenzo hasn't called or even left me a message after that day at his office. I have a feeling he is avoiding me or did he really go on a business trip? I haven't heard a word from or about him. Things were really going well between us. Well, that's until I opened my mouth and spewed nonsense. Even with his absence, he makes sure that everything is handled from someone to drive me around to take care of my father. The more he is nice to me, the more guilt I feel. Our marriage was just a deal but I seem to be getting too much out of this deal than Lorenzo is. “ You seem troubled.” My father comments, jolting me from my thoughts. “ Is this about that Massimo guy?” He adds and I shake my head. “ What makes you think I'd be troubled by him?” I ask back, unwilling to admit it. I know that papa will not like it one bit if he finds out that I am getting distracted thinking about Lorenzo while still around him. “ I told you Megan, stay away from that man.
I turn around to be faced by a grinning Javier. His smile however drops when he scans my outfit, replaced by a scowl. " What are you even wearing?" He asks and I glare at him. " Am I supposed to walk naked?" I ask him sarcastically and his face lights up with a teasing smirk." If you want, you can get naked for me."I roll my eyes at his absurd suggestions. I still can't believe this is the same man I was married to for three years. He seems to have transformed into a totally different person. Or perhaps this was always him and I just didn't know him too well as I thought. " You have changed. " I find myself casually commenting. Javier chuckles. " This is the real me Megan. You just didn't see me for who I am. " Javier shots back. " Is this where you would come and lie to me that you were in some business meetings? " I don't even know why I am asking this. Maybe I just want to hear the truth from his lips. But, then what? What follows? " You know what, don't answer that. Tell
I don't know what came over me when Megan said those words to me. Anger, frustration... all those emotions stirred inside me and I lost it. Slamming my lips against her, I kissed her ferociously.She didn't kiss me back at first. She was frozen in shock. That gave me a chance to force my tongue into her mouth. The shock of my tongue entering her mouth seemed to jolt her back to life. She began to kiss me back with as much passion as I was showing her. Her arms wrapped around me and our tongues dueled.We had kissed many times before but something about how she was kissing me was... I don't even know how to explain it. It's as if she was tasting something she had longed for her entire life and was now finally allowed to taste. She was kissing me with a ferocity that was so overwhelming, my mind couldn't process what was happening.The next thing I knew, my hands were gripping the back of her head and my fingers were weaving through her long, golden-blonde hair. Her hands were on my che
MeganI don't know what came over me after Lorenzo kissed me. That one kiss arose intense desire from within me. It was as if all of the stress that I had been enduring was released through our lips. The feel of his tongue sliding into my mouth and the taste of his saliva made me crave for him even more.Lorenzo's hands explored my body and it made me feel like he was the only man I would ever need in my life. I wanted him.And... I spoke my mind which led me to being rewarded an earth shattering orgasm. When he asked whether I was ready for his cock which was so rock hard already, I nodded without hesitation. I need him. I fucking need him to dominate me and remind me how it feels to be owned by him. One week without seeing him or getting his cock, I had been aching to feel his cock inside me.My fingers, although pleasurable, just don't compare to the size and girth of his manhood.Lorenzo spun me around, pressing my body on the wall and spreading my legs wide apart. The sound of
Megan Last night was magical. It was everything I never dreamed about yet desired.I don't know what came over me, all I know is that at that moment, the only thing I thought about was having him. All of him.I wanted Lorenzo. A man who is a decade older than me. Or maybe, that's what makes him more desirable.Lorenzo is everything you would want to stay away from. Probably run a mile when his name is mentioned. He is Lorenzo Massimo, the Don of one of the Chicago crime families. He is a mobster, that's what he is yet last night, all that escaped my mind and I found myself asking for more. Ànd more.Ànd more he did give me. When I woke up by his side in the morning, my father's words struck me, reminding me of my reality.Lorenzo and I can never be more than what we are on paper, a contractual couple.Last night gave me an illusion. An illusion that it was all real; what happened between us.It pushed me to a suspicion. Heck, I don't even know if it's a suspicion anymore but…I can't
LorenzoWhen I open my eyes the following day, I realise that I am alone. Megan left. Something bitter spurs inside me yet I can not tell what it is. I prefer my women to understand that apart from the good times we have at night, there's nothing more between us so leaving before I wake up is the best option. Yet I don't appreciate waking up alone.Am I losing my mind or is my obsession towards Megan getting out of hand? Back at the house, I always leave her bed after we are done for the night. Although we are married, we don't live like a married couple. That was stated clearly in the papers. Shoving the foreign feelings down my throat, I leave my bed and get dressed for the day. Since I spend time here at the velvet house, I get some of my clothes stashed in here for convenience. It would be too tiring to have Hugo deliver clothes every time I have my night outs. After making sure I look decent, I leave the room to find Hugo waiting for me outside my suit. “ Slept like a bab
MeganI have been in and out of consciousness these past hours. I don't know if it's blood loss or hunger. That bastard has denied giving me food and water.My throat is parched, and I can feel the headache pounding through my head.My vision is blurry. Everything is blurry and dark. I'm trying to look around, but I can't see a thing.The place reeks of mold and the musty smell of water and urine.I don't know what he has planned for me.What he will do to me.He said something about me being his plaything after he kills Lorenzo. I don't know if Lorenzo has realized that I am missing. He probably has already received a message from that crazy bastard. He did say something about striking a deal with Lorenzo. I don't know something about a shipment. A deal he plans not to honor but use as a trap to kill Lorenzo. Oh God! I hope Lorenzo doesn't fall for his plot. That will be like delivering himself on a silver platter. Yet the hope of leaving here alive has not left me. Now, my head i
Lorenzo The day drags itself painfully. Every minute,the only thing I think about is Megan and how to get her out of there.After securing the shipment, Hunter informed me that we would do a transaction at a location of his choice.The shipment in exchange for Megan.I am no fool to believe his bullshit. After double crossing him, he will definitely retaliate. The most probable way is getting the shipment back then killing Megan to get back at me. He knows I am desperate to save her and he is going to use that to hís advantage.I also know that if I want my woman alive, I need to make the first move and rescue Megan then get rid of that fucker.I have been trying to locate his hideout and so far, I have no positive news. It's like the bastard disappeared from Chicago. I know better than to assume that. The rat Is just so good at hiding.I can't concentrate on anything. I don't think I will until I get her back. When my office door creaks open, Hugo enters with a careful look on his f
“ What happened?” Hugo asks from besides me, maybe after sensing my change in mood. I lift my face to stare at him, enunciating every word, “ They have Megan.”The words leave a bitter aftertaste in my mouth and I suddenly feel like I can't breath. “ What? Who has her?” Gino asks this time and I clench my fists, my nails almost drawing blood. “ That bloody asshole Hunter. He wants his shipment in exchange of her.” I answer his query. Gino face hardens and a darkness I am so familiar with clogs his eyes. “ That means…” I nod, not needing him to finish his statement. That pussy knows that I sold him out to the feds and used Megan to threaten me. Without a word, Hugo makes a call and we both turn to look at him, hopefully. That hope however is shattered a moment later when he shakes his head. “ Our contact said they can't do shit. The operation is down as planned.” I punch the steering wheel in frustration. “ I can't fucking lose her, man.” A line tear slips past my eyes. If the
MeganWhen I open my eyes again, there are no more gunshot sounds. On the contrary, haunting silence accompanied by wave sounds resonate. I survey my surroundings and a realisation hits my senses; I have been kidnapped. The fading blue paint on the walls is peeling and the floor seems like it could use some cleaning services. My hands are chained above me and I am in a kneeling position. I am half naked with only my panties and bra. I hiss when I try to frown and that's when I feel it, the swelling on my face. Seems like someone had some fun punching my face with how much pain I feel. My eyes trace my thigh covered legs and that's when I notice the blood soaked cloth tied around my waist. I try to shift around and I feel no discomfort between my legs. A sign escapes my lips. I don't know if I should be thankful that no one touched me or pray they don't do that soon. This time, I have a feeling that Harriet nor my evil sister are involved in this. Those gunshots I heard before I
MeganI cast one last glance at my choice of outfit today and smile in satisfaction. Clutching my purse, I collect my brown envelope and start walking downstairs. My father is settled in the sitting room reading his daily dose of newspapers. My footsteps alert him and he looks up,acknowledging me with a smile. “Are you sure about this?” He asks and I nod, walking to peck him on the cheeks. “Definitely I'm going to prove to you that I can get a job and be an independent woman.” I reply and he gives me a smile. “I know my daughter is capable. That goes without saying.” He says pride evident on his face. I'll see you in the evening.” I announce and start making my exit. “Good luck Megan,” my father shouts from behind me and I smile. It's been two days since Lorenzo left our house. That asshole had the guts to come here and behave like he didn't ignore me like a plague when I went looking for him. His reactions made me sure of one thing; Lorenzo feels nothing for me. The little bu
LorenzoAfter getting that disturbing package the only thing I could think about was Megan.I left the office in a hurry. Hugo tried stopping me, reminding me that I might just be paranoid, and, even if this so-called secret the sender was talking about was Megan, I was only going to make things worse by visiting her. I didn't care. I only wanted to see my baby doll and make sure that she is safe. So, here I am standing at the front porch of their house and ringing the bell. This is something I never thought I'd do yet here I am. Maybe Hugo is right. I fucking care too much about Megan that it is showing to my enemies. The door opens a minute later and my baby doll's eyes widen when she sees me. I offer her a smile but her face remains rigid, shocked perhaps. “What are you doing here Lorenzo?" she asks, her eyes darting around and looking behind her. Something tugs inside me after hearing her question but I school my emotions and smile even wider. “I came to see you of course.”
LorenzoThe old man was right about one thing ;bastard or not,I am still a massimo. The Massimo blood pumps through my veins. Whining like a child is not something I am expected to do. That doesn't mean I am forgiving him for making me look like an idiot. Maybe my life is messed up, maybe it has been one fat lie but there's something I am never going to allow and that is letting Javier take over the family business. I’d be doomed to do that. Besides,that fucktard can't manage his life. How can he manage an Empire like the masimo family business? It's not only about the shipping company but the hundreds of businesses under the family. If grandfather makes the mistake of making him the head of the family,that will be signing a contract to downfall. While I can still manage myself with my side businesses under my name, what will happen to the men I have been working with over the years?They don't deserve any of that and that's why I am here, ready to start a new day at my office. Th
Megan povI sit at the back porch sipping my afternoon tea. My mind wanders off to the last night I spent with Lorenzo. The dinner was a mess to say the least. After getting a phone call,he didn't even have the decency to send me home. He shoved me inside a taxi. The drive back to the house was haunting. I could not stop wondering if I did something to piss him off. Then he came back in the middle of the night, looking like a lost child and asked me to make him forget. One look at him and I could tell that something was terribly wrong, so when he made that request,I obliged. The fact that he came to me and not to his strip club or went drinking made me think that I was somehow valued. How wrong he proved me afterwards. The following day,I decided to check up on him,but all my calls and messages went unanswered. I even went an extra mile to visit him at the office but Hugo stopped me. He didn't even allow me to see him. I have never felt so useless as I did that day. Yes, I drove ba
Have you ever watched life make a fool out of you? Or should I say the people closest to you treat you like one? Have you ever watched your life crumble and fall apart? Because that's what is happening to me. The man I called my father all my life happens to be my brother and the grandfather I have respected turns out to be my father. I don't know why they thought that they could keep this secret from me all my life. I don't care about the reasons they had. The truth is,they have fucked up with my life. I am not who I have always thought I am. It's been three days since Harriet whispered the secret to me. If she meant to break me, then congratulations to her,she has successfully done it. I feel like shit and I have been acting the part. It's my third day without leaving my office, not doing anything constructive other than drinking a bottle of vodka, one after another. Hugo has become like a shadow, always hovering around me and trying to figure out if I am okay or not. I haven't