Xavier
The ride back to the estate was excruciatingly painful with that little bitch kicking and screaming like a toddler. Enzo kept giving her death glares but she didn't seem to get the memo. We pulled up in front of the mansion and the cars filed up in order. I turned back to catch her staring daggers at me. No one looked me in the eyes, absolutely no one. But this girl, there was something about how she looked at me. “Stop it!” Enzo ordered. She ignored him completely. Her audacity was unmatched. She obviously didn't know who she was messing with. I didn't blame her. “You look fascinated,” Lorenzo said as I made my way out of the car. “Wipe that smile of your fucking face you bastard!” He was right, but he didn't have to know that. I turned my attention to Mateo who was walking towards me, ”Sir, she's being difficult.“ “You're telling me that you can't handle a little girl” I barked out in irritation. Lorenzo's eyes moved to my hand. I followed it and found his eyes resting on the bruise that mystery girl gave me. “I will fucking blow your brains out if you play with me!” She bit me, and couldn't fucking react. Have I gone soft? She was lucky I didn't hit women. “Come on boss, why are you being like this? I was just--” Before he could finish his sentence, a loud sound filled the air. My eyes fell on the ground meeting hers. Her eyes blazed with tears, chest heaving uncontrollably. Something inside me snapped. I strode towards Beto, the man who had dared to lay his hand on my guest. “Did you slap her?” was the only question I asked. His lips quivered, ”Beto, you know I hate to repeat myself!“ His eyes fell to the ground. “Look at me!” I demanded. I crotched down to examine the mark on her face. Her cheek was throbbing. And I'd expect that. Beto was over six foot with the body of a sumo wrestler. “Kneel!” I barked out and he did just that. “When did we start hitting women Beto?” He stayed quiet. The more I stared at her, the worse my anger got. I took off my leather gloves, handing them to Lorenzo. I took a swing and my hand connected with Beto's jaw. “I think this equivalent to what you did to the girl. Is it?” He nodded and remained on his knees. There was no way he'd stand up without my order. I walked over to the nameless girl who laid helplessly on the ground. I loosen the rope and duck tape, then pull her by the hand into the mansion. She still struggled a bit before eventually calming down. I push her into one of the guest rooms. “Let me go!” she said through gritted teeth. She was getting on my last nerve but I seemed to be unusually patient with her. I grabbed her by the shoulders, my grip tightening by the second, ”Hey! Look me in the eye when I talk to you. Those men out there will not hesitate to make you worm food. So, when I talk to you, show me some damn respect!’’ With that, she stopped struggling. “What is your name?” She swallowed hard, fear evident in her eyes, “Aria, Ariana Marcella Morales.“ Before I could react, I heard Lorenzo calling from the other side of the house. He was the only one who could refer to me by my name, anyone else would get the death penalty. I was about to walk out of the room when I felt her delicate hand grab onto my forearm. Her hands were so soft that I had goosebumps. My eyes traveled to meet her's. She looked so attractive that I have to snap myself back to the fucking present. There was nothing stopping me from making her touch her toes, right here, right now! She was in my house anyway, but I couldn't touch a woman without her permission. “How about you?” she asked. “What?” “How about you? What's your name?” “My name,” I paused. Never in my life have I ever had to introduce myself. “My name is Xavier Lucky Castello and I'm your savoir. Don't ever forget it!” “Nice to meet you Lucky. Thank you for helping me.” This was the second time in one day someone was calling me that. It didn't sound half bad coming from those plump lips of hers. As I'm about to speak, Lorenzo's voice became louder. “Boss, boss,” he pushed the door open, ”Arturo's men just raided one of our casino's. They too ever time and killed all our staff. The FBI is asking for our books.’’ The blood visibly drained out of Aria's face. She seemed sincerely shocked by what she heard. It was obvious that Benicio never introduced her to his line of business. This life seemed foreign to the little girl. Maybe I was wrong about her. She was just a scared kid. But she still seemed so fascinating. “We're not finished!” I said to her, then followed Lorenzo out, brushing a frustrated hand through my hair. “Have someone watch that girl. I don't trust her one bit.” I said to Mateo before getting into my car. My men followed behind me. Lopez was getting on my last nerve. He thinks he can mess with my business and get away with it? My head hurt from all thinking. My mind couldn't help but wander back to her. She said her name was Aria Morales. Was she his niece? There was no way she was Benicio's daughter. From what I know he only has one kid. Or in this case, had. I blew his brains out myself. I pushed the thought away and focused on the task at hand. Why am I so bothered by her? We arrived at the casino. It was just as Enzo had said. The whole place was covered in blood. It was a good thing law enforcement was on our payroll, if not, this would have ended badly. “Have someone clean this up, and take care of that FBI thing--” “Williams is not picking up sir.” “What do you mean he's not picking up?” Williams was the police chief. He took care of covering up crimes so they were never reported. No matter how much investigation was done about me, it always ended with be being escorted out of the station a free man. I've paid a lot of money over the years. The whole police force was literally financed by me. “I think Arturo got to him.” Damn bastard! After all the money I've put into this, he dares betray me! I'm going to show him that's it's impossible to switch sides. “Then I think we need to get to him. You know, pay him a little visit.” A smirk appeared on Lorenzo's face. I think he likes the idea. I grind my teeth and head to the car. The frustration was evident in my expression. Everything seemed to go going fucking wrong! The house was surrounded by some of Arturo's men. Lorenzo scoffs, ”So he put his life at risk, for how much?’’ He seems more frustrated than me. Lorenzo Lombardi had been my best friend since the day he too a bullet for me. He's the only person I trust with my life. “What do we do boss?” His blood seemed to be boiling over. “Let's go!” In a moment, Arturo's men were down. The only thing I could hear was sound of bullets finding their way into the enemy's body. I would expect nothing less, after personally training the best gun men in the city. My men began cleaning up while I and Lorenzo made our way upstairs. Williams and I had been doing business for a long time, so I know my way around his house. The room door was locked but he knew a little door wasn't going to stop me. Lorenzo broke down the door. When we got in, Williams was clutching a gun in his hand. I could see his daughter under the bed holding her hands over her ear. She's twelve years. Smartest middle school kid I ever met. My eyes leave her and land on her father. I drag him out of the room without remorse. There's no need to traumatize his little girl. “Please Don Castello! I was threatened!” I attach my silencer. Before he can finish explaining himself, my gun is in his mouth. The lifeless look in his eyes as I pull the trigger gets my blood rushing. It was fucking exhilarating. “He'll need a proper burial. Maybe burn his body and give his daughter the ash.” Lorenzo nodded. “Boss about the girl you took, what are you going to about her? I can think about a number of things!” Lorenzo's eyes were filled with pure lust. “Don't even think about it Enzo, she's mine!” I don't know when those words escape my lips but I know I mean them with the whole of my being.AriaThe whole house is three times what my dad's house was, that is, before those cruel men broke in and trashed the place. There was so much blood everywhere. I can't even understand how this became my reality. My mum, dad and brother, they're all gone. Andy was just lying there, lifeless. I screamed so loudly when I saw him. Daddy said to stay in cellar, but I couldn't act like I wasn't hearing the gunshots, or the screams. My little brother whom I hadn't seen in over ten years, was gone. Yes, we were two years apart, but he was still my little brother.The only time we ever talked was on the phone. Video calls, voice calls... Even if we weren't in the same city, or country, it was fine. As far as I could see his face, I was fine. Yesterday, I turned twenty. I just couldn't stand being apart from my family, even if daddy had told me never to come back home except he sent for me. He said the whole family was moving to Switzerland so we could be together, but I couldn't wait. I
Xavier Ariana stood there, looking at me like she had suddenly forgotten how to speak English. I knew there was something peculiar her the moment I set my eyes on her. The mere thought of her being connected to that bastard made my blood boil. She looked so innocent to be tainted by such a fucking veil person. My patience was running out. My fists pounded on the desk. “How are you connected to Arturo? Are you here spying for him? What do you have with him?”The last question was highly unnecessary. But I felt like I needed to know. She flinched everything I shouted. Her fear just made my desire for her double. “He is my friend!” She blurted out. I scoffed, ”Your friend? You expect me to believe that? You think I'm stupid.’’ I leave my seat and in a second I'm inches away from her. She takes a step back, holding her eyes shut. “Please believe me. We've been friends since we were kids.”My hand found her hair. I tugged on it lightly like she was going to break if I did it any hard
Aria The next morning, Camilla called me into Lucky's office. It seemed like he was a man of his word. It turned out the only person I trusted was the daughter of the consigliere and a bloody good lawyer. I signed the contract then headed back to my room. Every single part of it was just wrong. It said the man practically owned me. He could do whatever the hell he wanted, specifically, have me whenever he wanted. Some part of me wanted to go silent on Camilla but I didn't balme her. This was the life she was born into. Her job was just to deliver the contract it wasn't like she drew it up. The knife I kept under the mattress was the first thing reached for when I got into my room. I paced the floor of the room clinging tightly to my blade. I didn't want anything to catch me off guard. What did Lucky mean by pet? Was he really going to touch me funny? The hand in the chest, why did Arturo send it? How was I going to get out of here? Playing this sick game of his wasn't going to wo
XavierIt's been a week since I had seen Ariana. I've been too damn busy planning my revenge on Arturo. Since he sent that message threatening me to release Ari, he's gone silent. It was obvious that he was planning something. I couldn't be caught off guard. It was hard to concentrate with her damn face flashing through my mind all day long. I was going insane over the enemy's daughter. This girl would soon be the death of me. The way she said my name made me loose my shit completely. I had absolutely no composure. Keeping her here was the best decision I ever made. Knowing I had something Arturo wanted and couldn't access turned me the fuck on. I hear a knock on the door. I know the only person who would knock so damn softly was Camilla. “Come in!” “Boss, she's ready.” Camilla had been reporting to me daily. I couldn't just let Ariana be by herself for too long, she'd go crazy. Camilla said she didn't eat much. I suspected that It was because of the environment change. Or t
Aria “I hesitated! I had him and I hesitated!” My lower teeth sunk into my lips as he grabbed my cheeks. It hurt, a lot. “I'm sorry, please let me go.” No matter how loud I screamed he didn't listen. “That's all for today!” He said before pulling me in the direction of the others. Today is the day I take my last breath, I'm sure of it. “Boss, what happened? Are you okay?” Lorenzo saw the blood flowing from his arm. Xavier bit back a curse, ”I'm fine. You guys can have your fun, we're going home!”I thought he was going tell to them what happened and have me killed, but he didn't. Instead, he drove us home. Xavier got into his study and didn't come out for a long time. My whole body was shaking. I wondered what he was going to do to me. “Shit, shit, shit!”Why didn't I kill him? Why on earth did I hesitate? That man killed my whole family, he gloats about it every moment he gets! This wasn't my last chance to kill him. I have other chances, that's, if he lets me live. The fir
Aria He tucked his gun behind his belt looking down at me with desire in his eyes. Xavier walked closer to me, goosebumps spread throughout my whole body. “No, I'm not taking off my clothes in here. This is a dressing room.”He swept his tongue across his lower lips, his eyes didn't leave my body for a second, “Ari, baby, I didn't ask for your opinion. It wasn't a fucking request. And yes, this is a dressing room, so get fucking undressed.”The way his voice came through was cold and stiff, this was not negotiable. “On the count of three, I want everything gone. If you can summon the courage to shoot me in the fucking arm, then you can do the only thing I'm keeping you alive for.”His words cut through like a sword. I can't believe that this is what I've been reduced to, a sex doll. “One.” I hear his voice barge into my thoughts. Before he can say anything, I pull off my top leaving only my bra. “Two,” his voice is louder this time. My hand moved to the buttons on my pants. I un
Xavier“Everything is ready, sir. Should I take care of it? Or do you--” I shot my head up at the direction of my underboss, Enzo. “No, I want to have some fun with this one, Enzo. My face should be the last thing that he sees.”Those words hurt me to say, but I have to exert my dominance. Being weak is not an option. No one crosses Xavier Castello and gets away with it. Honor and loyalty are two words we hold dear in Cosa Nostra. I can tolerate just about anything, but betrayal is definitely not one of them. If I let go of everyone who crossed me because of sentiments, I would be a dead man. I didn't get my title as don from being a weak little bitch. “Let's go!” I ordered, getting up from my swivel chair and shutting the door to my study. Our convoy moved with speed and stopped right outside the estate of one of my father's most trusted men, Benicio Morales. I walked into his room where he and his wife Beatrice, were sleeping soundly. How could the damn bastard sleep after stea