Pov: Bianca"While it's a surprise to have you here at such short notice, I have to be honest with you, I'm leaving in the next one hour. Are you okay being on your own?" Delilah asked, her voice going softer."Is this about your mystery man?" I raised a teasing eyebrow at her."I'll tell you about him if you tell me about yours.""Pass." I said immediately, because I wasn't sure how I'd break the news to her that I was sleeping with my own stepbrother.And talking about a certain stepbrother, I knew it would only take a phonecall to Alfonso or Antonio and my ass would be busted.Maybe that was why I expected it when a loud, heavy knock came on the door. I knew it was Andre immediately, and my heart thundered in my chest.He knocked thrice, each one, stealing the breath from my lungs.Delilah frowned at her toenails she was painting a sparkly pink colour and huffed in frustration."I'll get it," I told her, scrambling to my feet."No, it's fine, I'm almost done with this."I swallowe
Pov: Bianca"Are we done with the fifty questions?" He asked impatiently.My gaze snapped to his and then I remembered Yolanda's clothes. "Your closet is filled with women clothes.""They're for you. I've been planning on getting you to move in with me for a while now."A bomb detonated in my brain. My heart beat so fast, it was trying to race out of my chest.I licked my lips. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I couldn't believe any of this. My heart. My heart. This was all too much. Andre was in love with me and hell just froze over."This isn't going to work. We're step-siblings. People are going to talk.""They're welcome to do so to my face.""I can't- we can't-""There isn't a fucking person alive that will tell me what to do and live to see the sun set on that day.""Except me.""Except you." My heart stuttered in my chest as he lowered his head to my neck, his lips skimming my skin. He breathed me in deeply and let out a loud groan, muffled by my skin. "Left to me, we w
Pov: Andre Seven days, that was how long Bianca had been living with me. That was how long I had been seriously contemplating on asking her to be my wife. Even though she hadn't tried to leave again, I couldn't help the irrational icy panic that set off in my chest at the thought of her slipping from my hands and escaping my grasps. My father's birthday was in two days and that means every important mob boss that I considered allies with territories as big as mine were going to be showing up in my city to pay their respect to the retired godfather of the Cosa Nostra. That means, every man with as much power as me could take one look at Bianca and decide that he wanted her for himself. My hands clenched into tight fists. Over my dead fucking body before I hand Bianca over to any motherfucker, they'd have to go through me first and blood will fucking flow before they ever get to touch her. I tucked the ring box I had just gotten from the safe in my office back in my pants, huffing
Pov: Bianca"Madonna, you're actually glowing, Bianca." Inés fawned over me as we met up at the high end boutique to select an outfit for Emilio's birthday party."It's the wonders of good sex," Delilah muttered under her breath beside me, squawking in offence when I jabbed an elbow in her ribs."What did you say?" Inés blinked at Delilah."I said, it's a sign of good health." Delilah corrected.I rolled my eyes hard at her and turned to smile at Inés. "Thanks for agreeing to come with me."She grinned. "It's no problem. I wasn't doing anything at home and I like spending time with you."The genuine smile on her face set me at peace. I didn't want to show up at Emilio's birthday party in anything disrespectful or too outrageous. He had always turned a blind eye to my risque style of dressing since he got engaged to my mother and I just didn't want to push my luck with him. Also, I had no idea what to wear to a retired mafia godfather's party. I was going to scour through H&M for a t
Pov: AndreThere were mirrors all around the room and the sight of Bianca's perfect body, plump ass and flexed calves as she stood on her tiptoes biting hard on my shoulder and making that whimper sound she always makes when she's about to come made me almost shoot in my pants.She had pushed of my shirt a long time ago and she was running her soft hands all over my chest and abdomen, unknowingly setting me on fire.Fuck. I was a desperate dog panting after her ass when it comes to her. Seeing her pretend to not even notice me when I had gone out of my way to follow her around the city today made me feel uncharacteristically volatile and mad. Of course, it occurred to me that she was probably putting on a show for Inés, seeing as she was adamant on making sure people don't know about us, but the thought of being so easily dismissed by the one person whose attention I wanted, hell did it drive me crazy.I always knew that I was fucked when it came to her, but it was at that moment tha
Pov: Bianca After reciting a few calming mantras and taking as much deep breaths as my lungs could take, I gathered the clothes I was supposed to have been trying on and opened the door to the dressing room... and ran smack dab into Delilah holding up a pile of clothes. I frowned. "How long have you been standing out here?" I asked, suspicion and dread dripping into my voice. "About fifteen minutes." "Which means you saw-" "Andre walk out not too long ago with freshly fucked hair? Yes." "You can't tell Inés." "That you just had hot public sex with her older brother? Why not?" She whined. "Lilah," I warned. "I'm sure it wouldn't be so bad if she knows about it. She already likes you. What could be better than finding out you're in a relationship with her brother?" I bit my lip, ruminating on this. Maybe Delilah was right. Maybe I'm really just over-reacting about everything and I shouldn't worry so much. I let out a deep breath. "You're probably right. I'm definitely overth
Pov: BiancaI had begun to rise as early as Andre did every morning. His routine had become my routine and right now, it was five in the morning and we were currently working out in his gym.I was no stranger to weight lifting and heavy work out routines but Andre's weights made mine look like plush toys. I snuck a glance at him to see him attacking a punching bag.He had been tense, restless and pensive for a few days now, spending more time in his office at the club, coming back late at night and still talking strategy with Leon over the phone until it was well after midnight.The celebration party for Emilio's birthday kept getting shifted and rescheduled and I had a feeling it had a lot to do with whatever Andre and Leon were planning.They were planning something. I just wasn't sure what, and I didn't want to ask because I didn't want to intrude and put him in an uncomfortable position.The early mornings was the only time I had to spend with him before he had to go to work and
Pov: BiancaStepping into the living room a few hours after Andre left for his 'trip', I stopped short at the guards I saw taking up residence in the living room.No, I wasn't shocked at Antonio, Antonio was cool. "You're here?!" I gaped at Alfonso. I was so sure he'd jump at the opportunity of leaving my ass behind if the opportunity came up. And I'm sure the opportunity did come up seeing as Andre took most of his men with him to rain down hell on some unfortunate guy."Don't look so surprised to see me," Alfonso grumbled, going back to staring out the window.I rolled my eyes and walked into the all encompassing living room. It was really so big, my old apartment would fit perfectly in here and there'd still be space left."Andre said you're not to leave our sights," Alfonso said, his voice gruff and no nonsense, like he expected me to argue.But I wasn't like that anymore. I knew what needed to be done to stay safe and keep Andre from losing his shit."I know. You want coffee?"
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EpiloguePov: Andre(Four years later)I roused awake in the middle of the night with a starts and looked around the room, peace settling over my heart when I saw that Bianca was right beside me.Very much asleep and very much round with my baby in her.A beautiful little girl I was going to love and cherish with my whole heart.The years had been fairly peaceful with no more intruders trying to close in on my territory. Business was better than ever and Bianca was an active member of the mafia, asserting her place as my wife and equal.Thr room was dark except for the sliver of light that reflected from the night lamp by her bedside.She had never really gotten over her fear but she was better at controlling it now.I reached out and rubbed her swollen belly and she roused awake and looked at me with sleepy eyes."Andre?" She murmured, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Can't sleep?"I shook my head, "just worried." I murmured, rubbing her bare stomach.Even after all this while, I st
Pov: Andre"You're sure you don't want our help with this?" Alistair asked one last time before I jumped into the Jeep and the rest of my men got ready to get the fuck out of here."In the Cosa Nostra, we deal with our own famiglia," I said gruffly, my knuckles turning white as I clenched my fists hard around the steering wheel and started the car. Usually, Oscar takes the wheels but I was prepared to fuck up the speed limit and drive like a mad man until I got to Bianca.That slimy bastard is fucking dead. Nothing will stop me from tearing open his gut with my bare hands and stringing out his intestines. Excitement thrummed in my blood, the idea of having a reason to finally kill him was too good an opportunity to pass up."Found his location," Leon chirped behind me in the back seat. "He's back at the old townhouse."Good. I had one of my men link a tracker to him after the fiasco at the party cleared up. He had fled back to Sicily where I didn't have to see his face and contempla
Pov: Bianca(Two hours ago.)Things went wrong almost immediately Andre left."Where's Nico," I turned to Bernard as he led me up the stairs towards the safe room where half a dozen other men stood, alert, with their guns drawn."I sent some of the men to look for him. He probably snuck out to go with Andre. Right now, my job is to keep you safe.""You don't understand, Nico is also important to Andre, you have to find him. I don't want anything happening to him again."He huffed an exasperated breath and looked at me as if I was over-reacting. "Fine," he conceded, "get in the room and I'll go with the rest of the men to find Nico after you're safely locked inside.""How will you get it to open? Only Andre and Emilio knows the password.""Andre had you and Nico's fingerprints scanned and inputed into the house's control unit. The two of you can pretty much open any door in the house. We can let you in, but none of us can get out unless Emilio or Andre himself unlock the door from the
Pov: Andre"Get up," I told the girl, dropping my hand. "Lead us to the basement he was talking about."She sniffed and scurried to her feet while glaring at me with as much venom as she could. "You killed him!" She screamed at me."Careful," I narrowed my eyes into slits at her, "I'd hold my tongue if I were you, unless you wish to join him."She wisely clamped down on her lips as her body racked with sobs.My phone buzzed in my pocket and I ignored it, knowing that the men would reach out to me through the earpieces if they wanted to deliver a message."The south wing has been successfully breached," Alexei's voice came in through the receiver. "No sign of Grigori.""None here, either," Enzo murmured."He's probably hiding from in his basement. I'm heading there right now.""We'll cover you," Alistair said, sounding not too far away.I grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her along with me. She couldn't be of much importance considering the fact that she was dressed in a scruffy maid
Pov: AndreI grabbed strapped on my armoured vest and double checked my weapons.Roma voice suddenly blared through the receiver. "Incoming, in three, two..."I turned to see the mad man standing up in his jeep, his upper body poking through the space in the roof, a rocket launcher balanced on his shoulder.He grinned hard and wide and launched the weapon, the grenade flying past us at record speed and launching itself straight into Grigori's wall, exploding immediately on contact.The ground shook at the rumble as the grenade exploded and crumbled part of the wall to pieces.I looked at Roma and he nodded a you're welcome at me, strapping his own vest and jumping out of his car."It's a good thing law enforcements have been taken care of or we'd have a hell of a time explaining what the fuck that was," Alistair grumbled into his speaker.The explosion alerted Grigori's men and in no time, they were stumbling through the wreckage, confused and disoriented. As if they hadn't been ready
Pov: AndreMy living room is one of the biggest and most lavish in Chicago, yet it felt small and cramped as the respective mafia bosses I called my allies gathered there, armed to the teeth, their expressions lethal and serious.The entire energy seemed to cackle with the electric force each of us exuded and I had never been more grateful to be part of this alliance. Leon worked on passing around the guns and weapons, with earpiece devices that doubled as a microphone so that we could communicate when we seperated into our different rides.Bianca was perched on the armrest of a couch, chewing her lip pensively, her bright green eyes were worried as they found mine.I tucked my Glock I had been double checking into my pants hostler and walked over to her, her gaze beckoning me.She rose to her feet immediately, her lip trembling. I took her chin in my thumb and forefinger, stroking her jaw. "Tesoro," I whispered. "If I don't come back–"She shook her head, a stubborn glint in her br
Pov: Andre"Nothing's going to happen to her. Benito knows what he's doing, we just have to let him do his job.""She saved me," she whispered, her voice detached and cold. "He aimed for my heart. She took the bullet for me."The least fucking thing she could have done in the situation, considering all the shit Bianca went through because of her negligence.But instead of ruining her train of thoughts, I pulled her close to me and pressed a lingering on her forehead.She sighed and relaxed against me, her arms going around her torso. She rested the side of her face against my chest, listening to my heartbeat. Her eyes were closed, her breathing even. I nuzzled her hair, loving how soft and sweet every inch of her felt.I had never felt peace like this even after such a dangerous situation."I'm glad it wasn't you," I said truthfully. "I don't know what I would have done if it had been you, Bianca.""Me too," she whispered after a few seconds. "I'm glad it wasn't either of us. I'd be d
Pov: AndreMária had rented out an entire high end Italian restaurant for the occasion, to ensure that we would be uninterrupted during the entire discussion.She was over the top like that, and I didn't mind, seeing as it was my papa's money and I hadn't wanted to accommodate her in my office where thoughts of bending Bianca over my desk and taking her from behind seemed to resurface everytime I blinked.She donned a white fur jacket and black jumpsuit with long diamond earrings and an equally large diamond set of rings on her fingers. Her dark hair was now dyed blonde, christian dior sunshades shielded her eyes and louboutin heels clad her feet.She had been nervous cracking her knuckles when we showed, her body movement anxious and antsy."Angelo mio," she whispered, rising to her feet when we walked through the doors. She wasted no time in leaving the table to come and throw her arms around Bianca, sobbing quietly.Bianca was stiff in her mother's arms but at least she hadn't bolt