Today is the funeral and wake of the two men with didn’t make it during the fire. The thought of it takes me back to that night, did I think to ask if anyone was injured, I think I might have but when I saw Niko, I was overcome with relief. But there was. Two men. Willy, a made man in his early twenties and the breadwinner to his single mom and two younger sisters. He had died on the scene. Andrew, married with a son, had been in the intensive care unit for days with third-degree burns, before passing away. I’d heard from Maria that there were three others injured but not as badly as the other men who died. When she mentioned it this morning, I told Niko I wanted to go. After this, I intend to visit the injured in the hospital, and every family involved in the accident. I wear a knee-length black dress, pull my hair back in a low ponytail, and sit at the back of the car with Niko as we drive to the funeral home after leaving the cemetery where the two men have been laid to re
Things are calm for the next two weeks, well, heated between Niko and I but cool everywhere else. Just this morning, as he kissed me goodbye after breakfast his lips lingered on mine. “When can I come inside you again?” Not sure why but my cheeks had heated as I told him “Soon”.I had to reschedule my appointment with Andera as the funeral fell on the same day the week before and she has some patients she’s had to monitor closely so we keep putting it off. Eva and Matteo also put aside their misunderstandings and are back together. Matteo haven accepted that as long as they are together, he'll be okay with that.From my recent call with Mama, all is well in Chicago, even father is behaving himself she said, I didn't know what tbrought about the change, didn’t want to dig too deep into it. My mother is content and no one is in immediate danger. That is enough for me.My babies are growing and happy. My marriage is great.All is well in my world. “I think I’m ready to do it” Vaness
“Here you go,” Niko says holding out an old brown book.Like the mafia rules, there’s nothing written on it, no title, or author's name. not even an abstract design. Just a plain book. At least this one seems to be just an old journal not like the other one Niko described to be bound in human flesh, yuck. The original Mafia rules, not the copy I read but still.I still sniff at it a little. Only smelled old woodsy smell and nothing gross like rotten flesh or skin.And so I flip it open. I blink once, twice at the words written on the first page. “What is this?” I flip through the book seeing more of the same gibberish writing. “Niko…” I hold the book out to him flopping down on the couch beside him.Looking away from his computer, he takes it from me, his eyes smiling as he pops it open between two fingers and reads the words out loud. “Le regole della famiglia.” “It’s written in Italian?” I blink at him. “Yes,” he hands it over going back to his work.“Ah! Come on” I groaned, I s
Later that night, I follow Niko into the closet my hands at my hips “I don’t understand why I can’t know about your businesses, you know everything about my business” Granted that’s because I supply him with an update almost most nights when I tell him about my day, I also message him during the day when I’m frustrated about something and he listens to me when I need to rant. I remove one earring, then the other, leaving gold hoops on my vanity. He turns to me amused “I’m an investor” I give him a displeased look in the mirror as I unclasp my necklace and then kick off my shoes. Niko joins me in front of the mirror, he moves my hair over one shoulder, then drags down the zipper of my dress slowly, in his eyes is that look he has when he’s debating whether to tell me something when the dress loosens around my chest I think he’s going to brush me off as he usually does when I mention the family business, but he finally says “And it also gives you possible deniability” I remove my h
He stands just by the door, the fingers of one hand still wrapped around the doorknob, eyebrows pinched, and a scowl of annoyance on his lips. I look at him from head to toe, he looks real, dark green eyes looking at me without blinking, tousled black hair, and a tight black shirt stretches over his wide chest, he looks bigger, having put on more muscle, dark jeans, and a pair of black boots laced halfway on his feet. Pushing up from the floor I stumble in his direction, blinking a few times to clear my vision, my hand his reaching towards his chest frowning, this must be a hallucination from snacking my head on the floor, I've never hallucinated in my life but there is a first time for everything, expect my fingers do not go through him, I poke him again in the center of his chest, he is very solid, I look up to find him looking down at the finger I have on his chest. "Did you hurt yourself just now?" I jump on him, “It’s really you! You’re alive?” It comes out like a question but
“I started working last summer, just before the twins arrived” “What?” The look on his face tells me exactly how ridiculous he thinks that is. “Yeah…”“Still making trouble I see?" Miguel shakes his head "I thought being a mama now you would tone it down a little, should have known better” “I’m not that bad,” I say laughing“Yes Lola, you are” I laughed again. Walking down the hall I see Tommy coming towards us his eyes glued to his phone “Tommy!" I yelled "Look who’s back” I pointed at Miguel beside me. Tommy's brows go up, disappearing into the hair that’s fallen over his forehead a grin appearing on his face. “Bro! What’s up?” They clasp hands and do a bro hug thing, Tommy slapping Miguel twice on the back. “We thought you died motherfucker” “Thought I might too for a sec there” Miguel returns and they chuckle the image is so heartwarming. These two have always been close, it was one of the things that baffled me when Miguel disappeared, Tommy seemed so unbothered. But looki
"To Miguel!” “Cheers!” I say loudly with the others clicking my glass with Niko and then Eva. I lean over the table to click my glass with the man of the hour. All the guys were also surprised to see him, apparently only Niko suspected where he was all this time. Tommy thought he was on an assignment and knew not to ask questions. Because doing so could blow his cover. I’m just happy he’s back, a part of me that has always worried about him is at peace now. Nothing, absolutely nothing can bring me down now. “Thank you, everyone,” Miguel says. “Another strong man added to our ranks, well done son, now if only someone would decide to make me a proud grandfather sometime before I die, possibly soon” Matteo tips his glass in his son’s direction. I swallow a laugh. “Not this again” Vincent grumbles throwing back his wine in one glup. “At almost thirty I already had you and you’re not even considering settling down, just look at Niko, he’s two ahead of you” My brows go up, still
Vanessa has always been her own person, though I would like to make her my sister and bring her into the family, she can be rather… well, wild. Now that I think about it, she thought Niko handling our son was the ‘sexiest thing ever’ Vincent and Niko are somewhat similar, physically. Niko is more quiet and cold, while Vincent is brooding and a bit of an asshole if you’re the kind to get offended easily. But that doesn’t make him less attractive in the least, I think if you like them bad, he's right up your alley. After her comment the other day about wanting to fuck someone, this could catch two birds with one net. It’s excellent. And their names match, Vincent and Vanessa, just like Dominiko and Delores. If that isn’t a sign I don’t know what is- “Not a chance” his refusal immediate, cdidnt even let me bask in the glow of my excellent matchmaking. I straightened confused “Why not, don’t you like her? She is the most gorgeous woman I know, with a great fashion sense, you are be
The second I was out of sight, I braced a palm flat against the nearest wall, my heart beating so fast behind my ribs, I felt like I was on the verge of fainting. I try to get my bearings. My hands tremble I have to bring my right to my chest. My knees knocked together and sweat beaded on my forehead. I licked my dry lips and focused on my breathing exhaling through my mouth. I’d put on a brave face in front out there, that I wasn’t scared of Valentina. Truth be told, I am terrified of the woman. I’d given the performance of a lifetime and the anger boiling in my chest gave me an edge. It had to be done and I don’t regret it. Valentina Salvatore is a bully. Plain and simple. I've known a few in my life, My aunt Sara and daughter Katherina to mention, and a few from my time at the academy. The only way to get them to back off is to stand up to them. She treats everyone as less than and expects us to fall at her feet. She was very harsh with Eva, the thought of it gave me
The entire family is waiting for me when I get back. “Are we having a family gathering? Why didn’t anyone invite me?” I suppose they heard about my unplanned visit to Valentina and called a meeting. Tommy jumps from the couch, hands outstretched and I think he wants to come in for a hug, his hands clasped on my shoulders instead turns me to the right and then to the left, he draws back with a frown, “You’re fine” I watch his retreating back as he heads back to the couch, “Should I not be?” “I heard you threatened my mother, please tell me that is true?!” Matteo responds and then bursts into laughter. Niko glared at his uncle and then his eyes shifted to me. I read the annoyance in his gaze. “Don’t encourage her,” Eva chastises him. “That was beyond, foolish, I don’t know what to say to you right now” she scolded with a shake of her head. Still laughing he leans forward, “What I would I given to see it happen, Ivan did you at least sneak a picture of Mother’s face?” Ivan sha
My lips stretch into a smile. “I have to disarm your men” his voice is low, challenging. I hummed, waving my hand for him to have at it, I moved to step forward but Ivan held out his arm in front of me. I clear my throat, my polite smile dropping flat, the look I shoot him has him putting his arm down quickly. Valentina’s man, Maxim, steps to the side, letting me walk through, Ivan and Rico coming in behind me. Tilting my chin up, I follow where the sound of the voice came from, my heels clicking on the marble floors. Valentine is sitting on her patio at the side of her house, overlooking a small garden. I step through the wide double doors, smoothing a hand over my hair, pulled back into a low ponytail, the ends of my hair sweeping over my spine as I walk. I wonder where her other men are, seeing none of them around, this will be easier than I thought. She is dressed in a soft blue sweater and a long cream coloured skirt, pearls at her throat and ears, and her ever pre
I push out of the water breathing hard, I wipe water from my eyes with a hand, climbing out of the pool ungracefully. My arms shaking, lungs burning. I had hoped I would feel better after the workout. I don’t. I go to bed angry and I wake up frustrated, I’ve been to the shooting range every day for the past three days, shooting a few rounds, I’ve gotten more familiar with my weapon and my hands don’t shake anymore. The recoil and loud bangs don’t make me jump. My aim has also gotten better. My life is falling apart, the mansion is as tensed and quiet as a graveyard I don’t know how things are with Eva and Matteo as I haven’t been able to reach either of them, Tommy has been MIA, Niko isn’t speaking to me, I know he felt bad about pushing me away the other night but not enough to make peace, it’s all that witch’s fault. Everything changed the moment she arrived. Everyone has asked me to steer clear of VValentina. Matteo, Eva, Tommy, Maria, now, even Niko. He assures me that
When most women upset their husbands, as punishment their credit cards get taken away, some other of their favorite things, or he can new mistress brought to the house to show the woman her place and that she isn’t irreplaceable. My husband fucks me into oblivion. A strange feeling wakes me, I turn my head, trying to get a sense of myself, was it the kids, did I hear a sound? Breathing deeply, my lashes flutter, and with sleepy eyes, I notice a dark form just beside me on the bed, watchingas a large hand glides up my thigh.“Niko…?” I swallow, blinking away the fog of sleep from my mind, my eyes travel around the room, behind him, and it's dark in the room, only a soft glow from a bulb at the far end of the room. When he remains quiet, “Did something happen?” he looks fine, excluding his silent demeanor. I wasn't expecting him after he left me in bed this afternoon. “Are you hurt?” He pushes off his jacket and crawls onto the bed and over me throwing off the blankets as he goes.
“Oh my, yes!” I gasped. “Niko…”My core clenches at the onslaught of pleasure gathering between my legs. I scream his name when the wave comes, my head trashing, hair flying about at the intensity. He doesn’t stop, just keeps pounding into me as I ride my orgasm.A broken sound leaves me, I blink back more wetness in my eyes.“Oh…” I squirm beneath him, rolling my hips up into him, knowing I'll have a rug burn on my back but I need more of him. It gets too much, looking at his face eyes dark with pleasure, I tug on my wrists, “Please let me touch you” “No” he punctuated that with a particular vicious thrust and I screamed he repeated the action, hitting a sensitive spot inside me again and again intense pleasure swirled from my hips spreading over my limbs and I felt like I might disintegrate.“Oh…fuckkk” I stand right at the edge, on the precipice as my orgasm crests, about to fall over when he slips out of me. My entire body quakes, my pussy clenching around nothing, as I blinked,
“Hm-not much” I stammered, my eyes jumping around nervously, I wondered what he would do if I made a swift escape, in his current mood, probably chase me. His head tilts to the side in silent challenge. “We didn’t get to the gun part-" I decide to add "But he said to shoot to kill” Niko nods in agreement, walking around me, he says, “He’s right about that, don’t pull your gun unless you have every intention to use it.” I follow him with my eyes, my feet still rooted to a spot. Whenever he gets like this, anyone with the right sense will find a place to hide. “And if you do, aim to kill” Now behind me. “What else did your friend teach you” I winced at the way he gritted the word friend. My... I really fucked up. I didn't plan any of it, the thought of learning how to shoot came to me this morning and the more I thought of it, the more it seemed like a smart idea. The mansion is guarded like Fort Knox, but like I told Miguel, one day I might be the only thing standing between my
Angelo is sleeping on my chest, just months ago his little body could ball up on my chest but now his hands and legs hang over my sides, his head resting on my breast. They are growing up so fast. To imagine that a year ago they were inside me. My hand drops to his back.“Caela” I called softly. She turns to me, lips parted and struggling with Angelo's toy car happy to be alone with it, the both of them were fighting over it before Angelo had given up, deciding on a nap instead. Caela would have fought over her beloved giraffe until next year before letting someone have it. When I smile at her she turns back, slamming it on the couch and giggling by herself. “Caela” I called again and she turned immediately, eyes wide. I shake my head with another smile. When she turns away from me I say “Valentina?” Waving the car in front of her, she tosses it to the other end of the couch then struggles unto her hands and knees, crawling towards it. “Vale?” I try again. Nothing. “Isadora?” T
The door opens a head with brown curls peakes in before he enters the room fully, followed by a low whistle” Was this you Eva? Damn” Tommy eyes the destruction with keen appreciation. His long legs eat up the space easily and before I know it he is lowering down to the couch beside me. I take note that Eva and Matteo are no longer touching. “Are you all planning on how to get back at Nonna? Why did nobody call me?” at my surprised look je pushes his hair from his eyes with a careless shrug, “She wants to take my girl, that’s more than enough offense in my book” “We aren’t planning to get back at Valentina, I was just telling Lola to avoid her, you will do the same” “But why…” he practically whined, throwing his large arms around my shoulders in a hug. “I don’t think that’s necessary, Niko said no so we should be golden” “It's cute that you think that’s enough to stop Valentina,” Tommy says with a pat on my head. "Pretty sure she sacrifices virgins every night and drinks their b