ValentinThe casino turned out to be a roaring success, and Nikolai had been pleased with my effort. Everything looked as it should be, and that was a reason to celebrate.I had been only grins and smiles since the clientele began rolling in, along with the cash. At last, I was able to party as I pleased without being called out by my brothers since it was well-earned. The casino was a cash cow, and it meant I had the others off my back.With a shot of whiskey in hand and two beautiful women on either arm, I sat with some buddies in the private lounge while we talked and laughed, all intoxicated by then.The private room had been a rather genius touch on my end. It was similar to a box that overlooked the main floor, yet it was closed in by glass windows so nothing could be heard from down below. Even better, it was tinted, so nobody was even aware we were up there at all.My phone vibrated from inside my pocket, and I slipped it out, pressing the accept button. I motioned for the pr
Valentin “You better,” he retorted, eyes still flaming with anger. “Or else I’ll find someone more suited to run the casino.”My throat squeezed at the threat, and more irritation flooded my system. But I agreed with a nod anyway.At last, seemingly out of things to say, Nikolai turned his back to me. “Find that money and send me any reports you find. This meeting is over.”Without another word, he stalked toward the door with Roman in tow, and the two of them disappeared. Dimitri hung back with his arms crossed over his chest, just as menacing-looking as usual.I was left to pick up the pieces, wondering just how bad the situation truly was. Without a clue of how to get started, I had no idea if it was a once-off hit or if there was a new player in New York prepared to step up to us.Trying to collect myself, I brushed it all off and went to the elevator sometime after. Dimitri followed like a guard dog posted by Nikolai, and we went back down.Even if things were in shambles behind
Valentin The private lounge was beginning to look more like a meeting place than an area to let loose.Barnes Chester, the notorious boss who somehow managed to secure Philadelphia, sat on one of the chairs across from the velvet couch. Nikolai sat in the middle by himself while Dimitri, Roman, and I stood in the room. His men were there, too, as a reminder of their strength.Hesitance lingered between us, even while drinks were poured and handed to each of the men.Barnes took a careful sip from his glass. “I don’t imagine you boys called us all the way here to sample some whiskey.”“You’re right about that,” Nikolai said, leaning back casually. “We’ve been running into some issues as of late, and we were wondering if you’ve had a hand in it.”The boss looked at Nikolai oddly, pulling his glass away from his lips. “What sort of problems? As far as I can tell, this place is teeming with paying customers.”Nikolai eyed him suspiciously, approaching the situation skeptically. “Let’s ca
LyraCartoons played on the small television that looked like it was from the nineties as Charlie sat in front of it with a few of his toys. He laughed at whatever had happened in the show, and I smiled at him from my place in the kitchen while I scrubbed at our plates from lunch.It was Saturday, our favorite day since it meant I could be home with him all day.Just as I rinsed a plate off, a knock reached the door, and I looked over curiously. Unable to see from there, I put the dish down and hurried to the door.The moment I met his eyes through the screen door, my heart stopped.My father stood outside, wearing a small smile. “Hello, Lyra. It has been some time.”The shock moved through me like a bad dream. It didn’t feel real.“What are you doing here?” I asked, voice barely above a whisper. “It’s been almost…three years.”“I know, sweetheart,” he murmured with a sigh. “But I need you and the boy to come with me back to Philly.”My heart raced at the idea, and I shook my head. Ev
LyraDad led us to a fancy suite while I carried Charlie in my arms, slumped against my shoulder, still tired after sleeping in the car. The room was overkill, far too lavish than necessary. But when Dad wanted things to be perfect, he spared no expense.It was later at night when we arrived, and I couldn’t help but feel like the walls were caving in around me.Earlier that day, I had no idea I had already been sold off and promised to marry the very man I hoped never to see again.Dad sat on a loveseat and watched while Charlie played with his dinosaurs on the expensive-looking carpet. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows with my arms folded, watching the cars stuck in traffic below.Before long, the door opened, and several men walked in.Craning over my shoulder, my heart stammered the moment I found Valentin. His brothers followed, looking around the room.He met my gaze, and everything hit me. The rage, upset, and confusion over what had gone wrong between us. It crashed into
ValentinLyra was a sight for sore eyes, and my god, did it feel like a punishment.Her beauty was startling, as if it had grown tenfold since becoming a mother. Immediately, I wished I had been able to see her belly swollen with my child. To be able to brag that I had secured a woman like her.She used to feel unbelievably good beneath me, taking everything I had to give her, always whining and whimpering for more. Nobody had compared to her since, even if it sounded pathetic to admit.Yet she hardly looked happy to see me then, and the shock of it all was too much.I had a son that I didn’t know about. She never told me.Three years had gone by, and as far as I had been concerned, she vanished. At that time, she raised our son in secret.Blinking back at her dubiously, I tried to hide my shock. I didn’t want to make a scene in front of the boy, even if I had felt robbed in a way.My brothers murmured to themselves, but I wasn’t paying attention.Drawn to the small child, I kneeled a
LyraTwo days had gone by in a blur despite being bored stiff in the hotel suite, awaiting the day I’d be kissing my freedom goodbye.At the very least, the suite was nice, and Dad was gone most of the time dealing with business. It had been just me and Charlie, waiting for the wedding to arrive. But when you aren’t surrounded by your own things and only have the hotel television to watch, it feels like agony.But waking up that morning, I found a ballroom gown laid out on the bed, zipped up to protect it.I had barely unzipped it to take a look at the expensive fabric, embroidered with beautiful rhinestones and cut into a sweetheart neckline, by the time a woman stepped into the room.Gasping, I dropped the dress and looked at her in question. “Who are you?”The woman looked nice enough with her black hair up in a bun, giving me kind eyes. “I’m Nina, one of Valentin’s maids. He sent me to help you get ready. Lucky for you, I used to be an aspiring makeup artist.”“Oh,” I mumbled, st
ValentinI couldn’t wait for the ceremony to be over and for the cake to be cut.Even if I didn’t eat any, it meant we were closer to leaving the lackluster wedding and being able to return home sooner rather than later. It felt like a sham wedding because it was, and I couldn’t help but think that Lyra would’ve wanted better for herself.It was embarrassing, yet I was swept into a first dance before I could have any say in it.The music began to play after the chairs were cleared, and Lyra stood there somewhat awkwardly. Taking her hand, I pulled her closer and put my hands on her waist. Carefully, we began to sway silently. I could feel my brothers watching with their smug smiles. Enora took a few pictures.It was frustrating to know just how much they were enjoying themselves at my expense, even though they were the ones who discouraged my relationship with her in the first place. It was some twisted way for them to get under my skin, and it was working.It was like they enjoyed wa
RomanMy hands were pressed against the round table while my feet were on the carpeted floor. My brothers were with me, talking as they normally did during our meetings. I was physically there with them, but not mentally present in the slightest.Nikolai had ordered us there at nine in the morning. While I had no problem rising early or making it to things when I was expected, I noticed how it weighed on Valentin and Dimitri. Watching their alternating yawns was the most focus I could muster at that moment.We were meant to brainstorm—to strategize our next moves—but I couldn’t stop thinking about Aria.I’d surprised even myself by giving in and sleeping with her. I knew I wasn’t supposed to get attached. It was harmless fun and I kept reminding myself of that.While I was somewhat annoyed with myself for it, especially while drunk, I didn’t entirely regret it...except for the sneaking suspicion I had that it wasn’t quite so innocent. The way my mind effortlessly floated back to her w
AriaI couldn’t take the mortification any longer and brought my lips to his, wanting to get the hard part over with. Our lips melded eagerly as he inhaled sharply, gliding his palms up and down my back.Wiggling my hips above his, I tried to find that rhythm from before, grinding against his cock. But my hips were stilled by his strong hands.With a rush of movement, I was scooped up and laid out across the couch, left confused as he moved down my body, pressing kisses down my stomach.I took in a sharp breath as his tongue glided down my skin, fingers hooking into my panties. In one sweep, they were removed, and nothing was left between the two of us.Roman kept going until he was level with my core, and that teasing tongue continued.Black rimmed my vision once he flicked it against my clit, immediately making me arch away from the couch. His hands secured my hips down, making sure I didn’t move too much.A throaty moan fell from my lips, overcome by his impeccable skill. He focuse
AriaHis lips were hasty in their movements, devouring mine like he was trying to get nectar from them. His palm traveled around, resting on my hip as he poured everything he had into the embrace.I did nothing but comply, so overcome by how amazing it felt. He moved with such precision that I was rendered useless, silently begging for more of him.There were other men I had kissed before, but never like that. Never with such fiery passion that it was almost tangible. The whiskey made it easier to stomach just how overwhelming it was to be so close to him, to feel him, and to taste that electricity between us.Roman was intimidating in many ways, but from how he kissed me, there was nothing left to fear. It was a side of him I had yet to discover, and it was unbelievably worth it.His tongue flicked against my lower lip, sparking pleasure through my sensitive skin. I shivered, caught off-guard by it, yet eager to part my mouth for him.Our tongues clashed as I gripped his black tee a
Aria Color flooded my cheeks upon hearing that he could so easily recall what was in my notes after having read them, but I pushed it down and nodded, paying close attention.Roman ran me through it, showing me parts of the weapon and how it worked. He did so with expert precision, letting me know that he clearly had a lifetime of experience with it all.His fingers did nimble work, somewhat splicing my attention away from the demonstration. I swallowed hard and silently told myself to focus, even if my mind began to wander, thinking about how close we were standing to one another, or how I could feel his arm brush against me from time to time.I felt depraved for even noticing it.Remembering myself, I followed along as Roman showed me more of the armory, picking up the occasional weapon and going on to describe it for me. It seemed like second nature for him to ramble on about the family business while pride gleamed in his eyes.It was clear that he loved his family, and he cared d
AriaSomething was eating at Roman, but I didn’t know what.Everything seemed to be going well between us, and I couldn’t help but wonder where things had gone wrong.Did I say something I shouldn’t have? Did he regret telling me more about the mafia?Unable to keep it to myself, I peered over at him and watched how indescribable thoughts moved through his eyes.“Is everything alright?”He met my gaze once more and swallowed, looking like he’d rather not say. But he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “It’s just…family business things. My screw-up was a big problem that landed me in some hot water. How I fix this will determine what my brothers think of me.”My face softened at his words. “That sounds like a lot of pressure.”“That is correct,” he managed, staring off into some part of the room. It seemed to be bugging him, and it made me feel bad.I didn’t know how he managed to make me sympathize with him so easily, yet I just couldn’t help it. Despite how strange our circumsta
Something flickered in her eyes as she waited for an answer, seemingly vibrating with anticipation.For some unknown reason, a part of me didn’t want to tell her the truth lest she think I was some sort of monster, someone who couldn’t wait to shoot at any given time.I wasn’t some bloodthirsty goon, but I had taken my fair share of lives for my family. I couldn’t hide from that fact.“Yes,” I managed to get out, gauging Aria’s expression. “None were senseless. Everything I’ve ever done has been to protect my family, and if anyone gets in the way of that, we have our means of dealing with it.”Aria swallowed hard, studying my face closely. While she had tensed at my answer, she eased back into place. “That sounds like a difficult thing to stomach.”“It can be,” I said with a sigh, thinking back to the lives I had claimed, and the ones my brothers had taken as well. “But in the moment, when your brothers’ lives are on the line, it’s easy to forget you’re all human and fighting that sam
RomanTwo Weeks LaterIt had been a long day of work, and all I wanted was to become one with the couch.Having swapped my usual attire for comfortable joggers and a black tee, I was more than ready to forget about everything else. I walked into the living room, not surprised to see Aria already curled up on the couch and balancing the laptop on the side of her propped leg. She was completely focused on the screen, lost in her writing.She had come out of her shell a bit more in the few weeks that had passed, straying from the guest bedroom to linger in the living room. The laptop was never far, which was a relief. I was glad to see her getting good use out of it, even if she had been reluctant to at first.My attention went straight to the lavender sleep set that clung to her curves and accentuated her skin beautifully. The thin straps left little to the imagination, but I wasn’t prepared to complain about it. Half of her dark hair was held up with a clip, leaving her looking comfor
Aria That struck me harder than seeing all those bags on the floor.Immediately, guilt swam in my chest. I didn’t want to let that money go to waste, but it felt strange to accept. My financial struggles and difficult relationship with money made me consider how devastating it would be to let all those things go to waste due to my pride.I didn’t come from much and fighting every day to have enough in my account to cover everything had always been my reality.The thought of the laptop being tossed because of my inability to accept the gift made my stomach turn.Finally wrangling my mind into giving in, I sighed and hooked a finger around the handles. “It’s really too much, you know. Especially the laptop.”Roman chuckled to himself and leaned against the counter behind him, long legs crossed. He looked even more intoxicating than the day prior.“You seem keen on writing. Focus on that for now while I fix the mistake I made. And I won’t hear any complaints about it.”The sincerity in
AriaSunlight warmed the bedsheets while I lay there, staring up at the ceiling.I slept better than expected, and I quickly chalked that up to the bed being far more luxurious than anything I had experienced before. The guest bedroom was leagues better than any of the rooms I had in the past, and I couldn’t help but linger beneath those silk sheets.Plus, I was delaying the inevitable. Part of me didn’t want to get up and face my accidental captor. I didn’t know what to do or what to say.Thank you for the comfortable bed? And for choosing not to kill me?The thought of eating breakfast near him was unbearable, even if he was easy on the eyes.All of it made my skin crawl, and staying in bed was enough of a bandage to keep me there.Once my bladder was too full to ignore, I eventually hauled myself out of bed and made my way to the ensuite. It was ridiculously nice as well and was certainly the most extravagant place I had ever done my business in.Wiping the sleep from my eyes as I