Luca's POV I moved to the car where Dmitri was sitting, his face pale and drawn. I entered the back seat and slid beside him. “Turn on the back lights,” I said to the driver, Matteo. He complied, the soft glow illuminating Dmitri’s face. I looked into his eyes, and even though he tried to hide it, I could see the fear simmering beneath the surface. He had a tough exterior, but under it all, he was just a broken man. And when his gaze met mine, he saw it – the reflection of his own brokenness in my eyes, that I was willing to show. I smirked at him, relishing the fear I saw etched on his face. He should’ve known better than to mess with me. “Dmitri, if you fuck this up, you know how bad it can get?,” I said, my voice low and dangerous. He tried to maintain his composure, but his eyes darted around nervously. He was a fish out of water, trying to appear menacing but failing miserably. I could see the fear dancing in his eyes, a pathetic attempt to appear tough. “It’s a question,
Lena's POV“Thank you baby, I love you,” Sarah said, chuckling as she ruffled her son’s hair. “Mum, I'm not a baby, stop,” he said, pouting. He was so cute, so ridiculously cute, it almost hurt. “Sarah, I’m sorry,” I finally voiced out, the words a clumsy attempt to express the jumble of emotions that swirled within me. She looked at me, a small smile playing on her lips. "It's fine," she said, nodding. "I'm okay."“Yeah,” “Um… where is um… the… underboss?” she asked, the question tumbling out, a little awkward, a little hesitant. What's wrong?“You mean Marco?,” “Yeah,” I nodded. “He’s not around. He and Luca went to LA, but they should be back by tomorrow.” "Oh, okay," she said, her eyes searching and looking out if place. "Any issues?"“No, not really… um, he uh… he’s kind of a problem sometimes,” she said, gesturing towards the little boy. He hit her on the thigh, screaming “Mom!” Sarah chuckled, ruffling his hair. “I’m sorry, sweetie,” she said soothingly. “He not fon
Lena's POV Marco was now heading out of the room, Raiden glued to his chest like a little koala. “Why does he look so much like you?” Little Raiden's voice called out to Marco. “He’s my brother,” Marco said, his voice a low rumble. “Oh, I didn’t know you had a brother,” he replied, his voice quiet and gripping Marco shirt even tighter and snuggling close to him. Cute. So fucking cute. “Sadly, I do,” Marco said, closing the door behind them with a soft click and immediately Luca laid down on the bed, pulling me closer to him. His arms wrapped around me, holding me tight. He kissed all over my face, showering me with kisses that ranged from light and playful to deep and passionate. I giggled, the sound a joyous echo in the quiet room. “I missed you,” he said, his voice rough with desire. He unbuttoned his shirt, his touch lingering on my skin. Then he stood up, pulling off his pants. He was left in only his briefs, his body a tatted, toned and sculpted masterpiece. I tried, oh
Marco's POV"She died the other day, then Mummy had to come into work yesterday," Raiden said, his voice small and fragile as he flung into me like I was going to leave too. I nodded, a deep "mmm" erupting from my throat. "You miss her, don't you?" "Yeah," he sniffled. "But I need to be strong for Mama. She was really sad too, and if I keep on crying, she's gonna be worried. I want to be strong for her." "Yeah, that's it," I said, ruffling his hair, a small smile taking k we my lips. "I'm so proud of you for that." Sarah literally birthed the best child ever.Raiden stared up at me, his big hazel eyes wide, his face a spitting image of his mother. His father's DNA stood no chance. "Really?" "Yeah, really. And you know who else is proud of you too?" I asked, poking his belly. His brows furrowed as he tried to think. "Who?" he asked, disappointment seeping into his voice when he couldn't place who. "Your Nana. She's proud of you for looking out for her daughter, for being a strong
Marco's POV“I swear on whatever it is that you worship." She flinched, her fear evident in her eyes. Sarah knew how to push non-existent buttons. Fucking Christ."Now tell me," I said, my voice dangerously low. "Where does all your monthly income go? And choose your words carefully.""William," she said immediately, the words tumbling out of her mouth. William? The same fucking William? I swear I laughed in her face, she was fucking crazy just like I knew her to be. Stupid bitch."How? And why?" I said, my voice a growl. "He… uh… he… I.... I just wanted to…" she stammered, her voice cracking."Sarah," I said, a warning in my tone."He… Marco, he wants the money. He always comes at the end of every month, sometimes on different days and demands for money. And if I don't give it to him, he'll threaten me with Raiden. And my house was broken into last week when Raiden was still with Mama… and he's dangerous, I just…" Sarah spoke out, words tumbling out if her mouth. I could see her b
Lena's POVI watched as Sarah and Marco walked out of the house, Sarah emerging from the office a few minutes after Marco. It was just me, Luca, and Raiden now and in my opinion Raiden and Luca were having a good time, actually. "Where do you think they went?" Raiden asked Luca, as they sat on the couch. "I don't know. Probably to talk," Luca replied, his voice casual. "Talk about what?" Raiden pressed, his curiosity insatiable. "Adult talk," Luca said with a smirk. "You wanna know?" I knew exactly what was going through his head and shot him a glare, but the smile on my face remained. There was a permanent smile on my face ever since Raiden finished his food and ran to Luca, who was sitting on the couch with his phone, probably dealing with company issues and stuff. Raiden was all over Luca, and Luca, from the look of it, wasn't quite sure what to do. It seemed as though he didn't like children, or maybe he didn't want to be disturbed, or maybe he just didn't know how to handle
Lena's POVI looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a ghost. My eyeliner and mascara were smudged, a testament to my tears, brought on by Luca's dick. I was a mess, but I was also so incredibly turned on. Luca cleaned me up, and we both returned to the room. I reapplied my eyeliner and mascara, my hand steady now. Luca zipped up my dress for me, teasing me as he did so. The dress was so fucking beautiful, it complimented my body perfectly. The low neckline made my breasts almost spill out, and Luca's gaze kept shifting from my face to my chest, his eyes burning with desire. I met his gaze, my own eyes filled with a playful challenge. I stepped into the YSL shoes he had bought me with the dress, but my legs weren't steady. "Babe?" I asked, my voice a little shaky. "Hmm," Luca responded, fixing his suit. He didn't look at me. "I don't know if I can come. I can't walk in these shoes. My legs are weak," I said, my voice a little shaky. "Lena, I'm not cancelling my first date w
The sky was a dreary shade of gray, the kind that blankets the world in a muffling stillness, as if nature herself was mourning. I stood by the freshly dug grave, my mother’s name etched in marble before me. "Maria Rossi – Beloved Mother," it read. The final rites were a blur of incantations and muffled sobs, a somber symphony of loss. My mother had been the anchor in my life, the one person who could see beyond the polished exterior of Luca Rossi, the billionaire CEO, and touch the raw, vulnerable soul within.The cemetery was cloaked in a respectful silence, interrupted only by the shuffling of feet on the gravel path and the occasional murmur of condolences. I wore my usual armor—an impeccably tailored black suit—but today it felt like a shroud, constricting and heavy. The priest's voice, low and monotonous, drifted over the sea of black-clad mourners, but his words barely registered. My eyes were fixed on the casket, a sleek, dark mahogany vessel that now held the woman who had be
Lena's POVI looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a ghost. My eyeliner and mascara were smudged, a testament to my tears, brought on by Luca's dick. I was a mess, but I was also so incredibly turned on. Luca cleaned me up, and we both returned to the room. I reapplied my eyeliner and mascara, my hand steady now. Luca zipped up my dress for me, teasing me as he did so. The dress was so fucking beautiful, it complimented my body perfectly. The low neckline made my breasts almost spill out, and Luca's gaze kept shifting from my face to my chest, his eyes burning with desire. I met his gaze, my own eyes filled with a playful challenge. I stepped into the YSL shoes he had bought me with the dress, but my legs weren't steady. "Babe?" I asked, my voice a little shaky. "Hmm," Luca responded, fixing his suit. He didn't look at me. "I don't know if I can come. I can't walk in these shoes. My legs are weak," I said, my voice a little shaky. "Lena, I'm not cancelling my first date w
Lena's POVI watched as Sarah and Marco walked out of the house, Sarah emerging from the office a few minutes after Marco. It was just me, Luca, and Raiden now and in my opinion Raiden and Luca were having a good time, actually. "Where do you think they went?" Raiden asked Luca, as they sat on the couch. "I don't know. Probably to talk," Luca replied, his voice casual. "Talk about what?" Raiden pressed, his curiosity insatiable. "Adult talk," Luca said with a smirk. "You wanna know?" I knew exactly what was going through his head and shot him a glare, but the smile on my face remained. There was a permanent smile on my face ever since Raiden finished his food and ran to Luca, who was sitting on the couch with his phone, probably dealing with company issues and stuff. Raiden was all over Luca, and Luca, from the look of it, wasn't quite sure what to do. It seemed as though he didn't like children, or maybe he didn't want to be disturbed, or maybe he just didn't know how to handle
Marco's POV“I swear on whatever it is that you worship." She flinched, her fear evident in her eyes. Sarah knew how to push non-existent buttons. Fucking Christ."Now tell me," I said, my voice dangerously low. "Where does all your monthly income go? And choose your words carefully.""William," she said immediately, the words tumbling out of her mouth. William? The same fucking William? I swear I laughed in her face, she was fucking crazy just like I knew her to be. Stupid bitch."How? And why?" I said, my voice a growl. "He… uh… he… I.... I just wanted to…" she stammered, her voice cracking."Sarah," I said, a warning in my tone."He… Marco, he wants the money. He always comes at the end of every month, sometimes on different days and demands for money. And if I don't give it to him, he'll threaten me with Raiden. And my house was broken into last week when Raiden was still with Mama… and he's dangerous, I just…" Sarah spoke out, words tumbling out if her mouth. I could see her b
Marco's POV"She died the other day, then Mummy had to come into work yesterday," Raiden said, his voice small and fragile as he flung into me like I was going to leave too. I nodded, a deep "mmm" erupting from my throat. "You miss her, don't you?" "Yeah," he sniffled. "But I need to be strong for Mama. She was really sad too, and if I keep on crying, she's gonna be worried. I want to be strong for her." "Yeah, that's it," I said, ruffling his hair, a small smile taking k we my lips. "I'm so proud of you for that." Sarah literally birthed the best child ever.Raiden stared up at me, his big hazel eyes wide, his face a spitting image of his mother. His father's DNA stood no chance. "Really?" "Yeah, really. And you know who else is proud of you too?" I asked, poking his belly. His brows furrowed as he tried to think. "Who?" he asked, disappointment seeping into his voice when he couldn't place who. "Your Nana. She's proud of you for looking out for her daughter, for being a strong
Lena's POV Marco was now heading out of the room, Raiden glued to his chest like a little koala. “Why does he look so much like you?” Little Raiden's voice called out to Marco. “He’s my brother,” Marco said, his voice a low rumble. “Oh, I didn’t know you had a brother,” he replied, his voice quiet and gripping Marco shirt even tighter and snuggling close to him. Cute. So fucking cute. “Sadly, I do,” Marco said, closing the door behind them with a soft click and immediately Luca laid down on the bed, pulling me closer to him. His arms wrapped around me, holding me tight. He kissed all over my face, showering me with kisses that ranged from light and playful to deep and passionate. I giggled, the sound a joyous echo in the quiet room. “I missed you,” he said, his voice rough with desire. He unbuttoned his shirt, his touch lingering on my skin. Then he stood up, pulling off his pants. He was left in only his briefs, his body a tatted, toned and sculpted masterpiece. I tried, oh
Lena's POV“Thank you baby, I love you,” Sarah said, chuckling as she ruffled her son’s hair. “Mum, I'm not a baby, stop,” he said, pouting. He was so cute, so ridiculously cute, it almost hurt. “Sarah, I’m sorry,” I finally voiced out, the words a clumsy attempt to express the jumble of emotions that swirled within me. She looked at me, a small smile playing on her lips. "It's fine," she said, nodding. "I'm okay."“Yeah,” “Um… where is um… the… underboss?” she asked, the question tumbling out, a little awkward, a little hesitant. What's wrong?“You mean Marco?,” “Yeah,” I nodded. “He’s not around. He and Luca went to LA, but they should be back by tomorrow.” "Oh, okay," she said, her eyes searching and looking out if place. "Any issues?"“No, not really… um, he uh… he’s kind of a problem sometimes,” she said, gesturing towards the little boy. He hit her on the thigh, screaming “Mom!” Sarah chuckled, ruffling his hair. “I’m sorry, sweetie,” she said soothingly. “He not fon
Luca's POV I moved to the car where Dmitri was sitting, his face pale and drawn. I entered the back seat and slid beside him. “Turn on the back lights,” I said to the driver, Matteo. He complied, the soft glow illuminating Dmitri’s face. I looked into his eyes, and even though he tried to hide it, I could see the fear simmering beneath the surface. He had a tough exterior, but under it all, he was just a broken man. And when his gaze met mine, he saw it – the reflection of his own brokenness in my eyes, that I was willing to show. I smirked at him, relishing the fear I saw etched on his face. He should’ve known better than to mess with me. “Dmitri, if you fuck this up, you know how bad it can get?,” I said, my voice low and dangerous. He tried to maintain his composure, but his eyes darted around nervously. He was a fish out of water, trying to appear menacing but failing miserably. I could see the fear dancing in his eyes, a pathetic attempt to appear tough. “It’s a question,
Luca's POV From the corner of my eye, I saw Ricardo talking to Lena, and they were heading out. I knew Ricardo was up to no good. I felt Marco’s hand on my shoulder, and I turned to him. “You should go after your girl before he falls in love with her too and you blow off and pull a trigger on him,” Marco said, a smug smirk on his face, clearly trying to irritate me. I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face so badly, but I held back. I was going to be a better man- for Lena. “I’m sorry for what I said and how I acted earlier,” I said, my tone calm and measured. Marco looked taken aback for a moment, his smirk faltering, before regaining his composure. I stuck my tongue out at him in my head. Yeah, Marco. Take that, I'm grown now. He straightened his suit, facing me fully. “Are you not going out today?” “No, I want to spend the day with Lena.” “Well, I’m sorry too – I didn’t mea–” “I know.” “Fucking let me finish,” Marco said, his voice laced with annoyance. “I didn’t mean
Lena's POV I woke up with a smile already spreading across my face. Thankfully, I was still nestled in Luca's arms, his strong, warm body a comforting weight against mine. I traced his jawline with my fingers, admiring the sharp angles and the soft curve of his cheek. His lashes, impossibly long and dark, cast a shadow across his face, a subtle reminder of his undeniable beauty."Buongiorno, bellissima," he murmured, his voice deep and husky with sleep. His Italian accent, thick and unmistakable, was like velvet against my skin. A perfect man with so many flaws. I was hopelessly, helplessly in love with him.(Good morning, beautiful)His eyes flew open, and those beautiful green orbs locked onto mine. He pulled me closer, his hand spanking my butt playfully."Luca!!" I squealed, giggling."Mmm, how are you feeling today?" he asked, his voice a low purr."Honestly, I don't feel bad. I felt a little bit of pain and discomfort the first day I woke up, but I feel good now. Not too good,