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Enchanting the Mafia Don Eighty-One
Luciano"She ran," I told Giuseppe as we drove to the mafia house. I sat in the driver's seat while he sat beside me, chewing on nuts like the old man he was. The only old man I could trust. When the mafia had begun to fall apart under Luigi's reign, things had gone quite badly for all mafia members. Giuseppe had been the one who held us together. He taught me more than half the things I knew. Tactics, strategy, and where to put a fucking knife if you want to make your enemy suffer a slow painful death.He sighed and shook his head. "Kids these days. I don't know why and how you ruin a perfectly good match with your egos and shitty ideas." I glared at him. "I didn't come for your judgment, Giuseppe." "But I'll offer it anyways. You know better than to complain." He replied and I chuckled. Fair point. He was one of the few people who saw through me anyway. "What do you plan to do?" He asked and I sighed. "Convince her," I grumbled. "I know she wants me to let her go. I can't, Giu
Enchanting the Mafia Don Eighty-Two
AthenaI watched Luciano walk out of the lounge, stunned by all that I had witnessed. What in the world? Had he just fought his best friend because of me? Crap! I pulled my veil tighter over my face and bit at my lower lip. Had he seen me? Was that why he had displayed all of that? No, it didn't seem likely. He had not glanced at the corner I stood in. Not even once. He did not know I was there. Hell, I'd bet he wouldn't have thought I would be here in his wildest dreams. My mind replayed the scene I had witnessed over and over trying to make sense of it. Luciano and Luca had a spat. Luca had said something offensive about me. Well, it wasn't that offensive. He'd called me a bimbo. I'd expected he could do better than that. There were so many other creative insults aside from bimbo for fuck sake. Luciano had taken great offense apparently. But I had seen him fight himself. I had seen him withdraw trying to control himself from most likely doing something he would regret. But man I
Enchanting the Mafia Don Eighty-Three
AthenaLuciano stormed through the crowd that had gathered, an unreadable look on his face as he approached me. Perfect. I'd been caught red-handed. I was doomed. And I couldn't fucking care less. He stooped a few meters away and scanned my face for something. I suppose he didn't see what he wanted because he looked away and turned to the man holding me hostage. "Let her go," "Boss," the man protested. "She may be a spy-""She's with me! Let her go right now!" He bellowed. The man's hand flew off me faster than I could blink. The crowd around us burst into murmurs of surprise and confusion. For a long while, Luciano stared at me, brown eyes peering intently until he shook his head and grabbed me by the arm. I let him drag me off to God knows where. Somehow, he made me enter his car. As we drove, I could swear the silence would kill me. I waited for his questions. Waited for him to demand what I was doing, and how I got there. Waited for the threats to come raining. Yet nothing h
Enchanting the Mafia Don Eighty-Four
AthenaThe rest of the night passed in a blur. That would not be the entire truth, however. I had spent the night locked up in a bedroom like some fucking hostage. Luciano hadn't locked me up at first. After the whole scene he had caused, we'd gotten tired and finally, he let go. I had tried to escape several times. Who could blame me? How the hell was I supposed to stay with a mafia lord who knew that I knew his identity? It didn't make any fucking sense.If it were left to him, I was sure he would lock me in here forever. Ha! I scoffed, leaning my head against the wall. He would have to chop off my legs to make that possible. Frederick would be worried sick if he hadn't heard from me in days. I felt around for the phone I had stashed in my bra and sighed deeply. I would have to find a good hiding place for it. Why hide it anymore? A voice in my head asked and I frowned, whipping it out. I could just send the evidence to Frederick and the FBI would be here in a matter of hours. Lu
Enchanting the Mafia Don Eighty-Five
AthenaThe heat radiating off him was intense. My body ached to be pressed against him. To feel all that delicious hardness in all the right places. I stepped back, angry more at myself than at him. What the hell was wrong with me? I was turning into a fucking mess and it was all because of him. Luciano covered the space I had created between us and reached for the clasp of my bra. I gasped as the clothes piece came undone and my breasts were freed. His eyes became hooded and he tossed the bra behind him, fixing his gaze on them. When his eyes flitted up to meet mine, a shudder racked my entire body. Fuck me! It had to be a sin to want him this much. To ache for him so. It had to be a fucking mistake. Just his gaze was enough to stoke the fire in my belly. A fire only he could quench. Luciano let out a groan that sounded more like that of a wounded animal and gingerly cupped my breasts. "Ah, Raven," It's Athena, I wanted to tell him. Call me Athena. If you'll kill me anyways, I'd
Enchanting the Mafia Don Eighty-Six
Luciano"Raven," I growled unable to hold back. I was no saint. I had spent the entire day, trying to control myself. Making sure I didn't overstep my boundaries. Making sure she was calm. Perhaps I was being unreasonable. Raven Gonzalez was a potential danger to the mafia. She had discovered the hideout, she knew who I was, if Luca or Giorgia were here, they would do everything they could to get rid of her, and of that I was certain. But I couldn't. Not like I couldn't. I didn't want to. Fuck, it was Raven. The very woman who drove me as mad as a hatter and as wild as a fucking buck. I wanted her with every single fiber of my being. I couldn't let her go. Not yet. I doubted I could ever let her go anyway. She had grown on me. I hated to admit it. But it was the plain truth. She had grown on me, slowly but surely. Her laughs, her teases, her mood swings. I had come to adore the woman who was Raven Gonzalez and I didn't think I could let her go. Not now not ever. Perhaps later I
Enchanting the Mafia Don Eighty-Seven
AthenaLuciano's breathing was harsh and labored. I swear anyone could hear him a mile away. We were hidden by the thick trees that surrounded the cabin and the patio as well. The fact that we were in the open and I was about to do something very very naughty was so fucking thrilling. My thighs were slick with excitement. My hands dragged down the zipper of his pants, and all the while I stared up at him, holding his gaze. He watched intently as I pulled down his pants and freed his very turgid member. "Fanculo," he swore, "Are you sure about this, Cara? We're outside. Anyone could-"My eyes dropped to the impressive shaft before me and impulsively, I licked at the head unable to resist. His member jumped at the impact and Luciano groaned deeply, slipping his hands into my hair. "Fuck Cara! Let's go inside-""No," I declined and wrapped my hands around him. "I want this. Right here, right now." He growled again, pulling on my hair tightly when I began stroking him, pumping my fin
Enchanting the Mafia Don Eighty-Eight
Athena Two days passed while I was in Luciano's cabin. I had no idea how time passed by so fast. I had barely realized it either. Luciano had been...What was the word for it? Different? Changed? Changed sounded like I was advocating for him. Different seemed to suit him more. Or perhaps doting. Yes doting. For the love of all things good, Luciano was as doting as hell. I had never seen anything like it and while I complained and spent the two days trying to wear him down, I enjoyed it. And I felt so damned guilty for enjoying it. I really shouldn't enjoy it. Frederick was most likely worried sick, my father's death hadn't been avenged yet, and yet I had the nerve to prance around and play with Luciano like some besotted fool. But hell, I was tired. Ever since my father died, I had lived for everyone else but myself. I had lived for my father until I was given a chance to make Luciano pay and then I had to live for Fredrick. All my years in the FBI were spent without rest, consta
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Enchanting the Mafia Don Hundred and Thirty-Three
LucianoThe police man standing guard at the gate didn't even bother to check my face, I took it that the warden had done his job and informed them I was on my way, I drove quietly into the compound, packing in front of the administrative building and walking in slowly."Good Evening Signori Luciano" The officer standing at the table greeted as soon as he saw me, tipping his hat. His English was broken and heavily accented, but I could understand him enough."Good evening," I reached into my coat, fishing out my cigarette and lighting it. "How is it going?"He smiled appreciatively, apparently pleased I took any interest in his day to day activities. "It haz been quiet Signore." He smiled, revealing a row of tobacco stained brown teeth.I nodded, "Good, I am here for inmate 474.""Oh," he opened up the computer in front of him, "Would you be going out with him?" He asked, peeking at me from over the desktop, "Do you need an escort?"The look on his face told me he thought I was going
Enchanting the Mafia Don Hundred and Thirty-Two
AthenaWe were on a plane back to Sicily the next morning. No need for disguises, we took of from a private airfield in New Jersey.As soon as we touched down, ten hours later, I saw a black limo by the tarmac. Luciano smiled as he saw it, "Our welcoming party is here."I raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean welcoming party?""Don't get your hopes up," he said, "It's just Giuseppe."The old man was standing by the car, smiling widely as we walked towards him. He first greeted Luciano, pulling him into a giant hug, like he was his father, patting his back, pride in his eyes.He then turned to me, "Welcome back to Sicily, Raven," he said, extending his hand. "How was your flight? Was it good? Are you too tired?""I am good." I said as I shook his hand, feeling a surge of pride at the way he addressed me. It was clear that Luciano had already told him about me, and that I was already considered a member of the mafia."Thank you, Giuseppe," I said. "It's good to be back."Giuseppe smiled,
Enchanting the Mafia Don Hundred and Thirty-One
AthenaI was confused, totally. And for the second time that night, I had no idea how to react, "Luca? What? How?"Luciano hobbled over to the table at a dark corner in the room, pulling out a knuckle ring and putting it on his left hand. "I figured he would need a little bit more time." He said casually, like the man he was trying to beat up wasn't an assassin sent by his worst enemy and had damn near succeeded too.I turned to look at him, understanding dawning on me, why he wasn't panicked at all, why he was so calm. There was only one reasonable explanation. "You knew this was going to happen." I said quietly.He stopped his rummaging, turning to look at me, "Raven-""Did you?"He let out a deep breath, "Yeah, well, kinda. I only sus-""You did!" I said, my voice getting louder. The man had shot from my back, he had to be facing Luciano, and given how close the two buildings were, it was impossible Luciano hadn't seen him walk in and set up his little nest. "That's why you aren't
Enchanting the Mafia Don Hundred and Thirty
Athena"Raven!"Somewhere, far away, someone was calling my name."Raven!!!"The room blurred into a burst of moving colors around me, a ringing in my ear as in the distance, I could only barely hear the sounds around the room, the people screaming, glasses shattering, tables and chairs toppling."RAVEN! GET DOWN!"A second loud bang, hitting the table and shattering it jerked me out of my trance, sending splinters of wood flying across my face, narrowly missing it.I threw myself to the ground immediately, taking cover and toppling the table to provide extra cover for me and Luciano.The shooter was obviously targeting us, for some reason I was not entirely sure of, and he had shit from behind me, hitting Luciano.I crawled over him, not caring about the broken glass tearing at my clothes or the floor, wet with wine and soggy pasta. He lay they, clutching his bleeding shoulder and grimacing."Luciano! Are you okay?"He nodded, "Yeah, I am fine," but as soon as I reached out to touch
Enchanting the Mafia Don Hundred and Twenty-Nine
AthenaThe meeting went without much of a hitch. I sat at one end, quietly watching the proceedings as they argued over everything. It was mind of amusing, seeing these grown, powerful men squabble like children.Curses flew across the table like missiles, mothers were cursed, fathers were cursed, wives were cursed, calling it a mad house would be a massive understatement. Luciano for the most part, looked like he was tired of their shit, as at some point he just leaned back on his chair and let them threaten all they wanted without trying to interfere or even mediate."Everything in Queens and the North of Brooklyn is mine, don't be a fool." Antonio spat, crossing his arms like a child who had just been refused candy and was planning to throw the biggest fit anyone had ever seen."Damn right it is," Francesco countered, slamming his fat, heavily ringed fingers on the table, "All of the best markets for our good stuff all go to you yeah? And what is there for the rest of us yeah? What
Enchanting the Mafia Don Hundred and Twenty-Eight
LucianoI didn't want to admit it to her, mostly because making her even more nervous than she was already was, wasn't exactly in my best interest, like throwing a gasoline soaked rag into an inferno.But I was a but nervous too.The Italian Mafia, wasn't very used to having a woman in it's ranks, no matter the level. There was this, almost patriarchal approach to treating our women. Usually seen, not heard, taking care of the kids at home while the husband did the dirty business and fucked his pretty mistresses. Nobody thought of it too much, it was just the way things were done.But not with Raven, never with Raven.I almost laughed out loud, thinking about her being a nice, quiet housewife who just kept my clothes clean and my belly full while I went after young girls half her age. It was so ridiculous, it didn't even come close to making sense to me, which of course meant the idea was going nowhere.The only other option was of course to try to convince them that she was worth it,
Enchanting the Mafia Don Hundred and Twenty-Seven
AthenaI sat up from the bed, still a bit groggy, but quite certain I heard him properly."My new associates?" I asked, surely he wasn't serious right?I followed him into the living room of the suite, dimly lit room, decorated with ornate furniture and dimly lit candles. Luciano sat on a velvet armchair, while I stared at him, unsure if he was serious or not. nervously paces the room.Luciano leaned back, observing me, "Raven, my dear," he started, "I don't see any reason why we don't go check it out today, okay? It's time for you to understand who we are and what we do."I appreciate your interest in making me feel at home," I couldn't help but lace my voice with some sarcasm, it was getting ridiculous, "But getting involved with your Mafia is not something I was comfortable with, I only just agreed with it, cam you let me digest it at the very least before plunging me head deep and showing me off like a trophy."He looked up at me, raising an eyebrow, "Do you think that is what I a
Enchanting the Mafia Don Hundred and Twenty-Six
LucianoFunnily enough, I had never thought about that question until I heard it from her mouth. You'd think a mafia boss would be a little bit more suspicious of an undercover FBI agent who was sent to specifically bring him down and who had up till very recently, bad a specific agenda against him and was determined to destroy him by any means necessary.But I didn't. I consider myself a logical man, and logically I should be moving as far away from this wam as I possibly could, if not immediately killing her. But whenever I was around Raven Gonzalez, all logic flew out the window, and I wanted nothing more than to have her around me, to keep her by my side, to keep her happy so she would never leave me, matter how illogical that sounded."Oh, Luciano." She said quietly, tears brimming in her eyes. "You don't mean that, do you?""Every single word of it." I said calmly. It was true, there was no point hiding from it anymore."That's not enough Luciano, and you know it.""Raven, I jus
Enchanting the Mafia Don Hundred and Twenty-Five
AthenaYou had to give it to Luciano, he had the entire "shock value" thing down well enough.To say I felt like I had been hit by a bus moving a thousand miles per hour would have been a massive understatement. I had spent all day thinking about escaping the world he offered, the world I had been forced to grow in, the world I had forcibly participated in for all my life, that had nearly killed me multiple times and had scarred me so much it was probably best not to even think about it.I had confided in him, hoping he would help me find a solution to my problem, to have something akin to normalcy in my life, even if it was for a little while.And instead, he had completely blindsided me with the offer to accept it all as my new reality.Like I said, he really knew what got a woman going."What?" I managed to drop, my only intelligible word yet.His lips twitched as he fought to not smile, "You look pretty surprised Raven.""I wonder fucking why Luciano," I spat, frustration rising in
