Pov: Bianca"Don't fucking joke with me, Bianca," I warned.She smirked, biting her lip. "Ah, but I'm just following your instructions, Andre. Maybe Bernard is still in the building. I can get him to finish off what you started."My gaze darkened at her, my hands clenched on my knee. "Maybe I'll take my clothes off for him," she said in a seductive whisper and I inhaled sharply, my heart working overtime to pump blood into my system because I imagined her reaching for the hem of her nightgown and pulling it off in one swoop.But not for me. For another man.My throat tightened. My gut knotted. Sweat had gathered on my forehead, my muscles were tight with tension.I imagined her in nothing but black lacy panties. Her beautiful body, gold and fit on display for him. Her perfect breasts, perky and soft, and perfect hips soft and curved, and all I could feel was glaring green jealousy.She lowered herself to the ground, getting on all fours, a sultry look in her eyes and I swallowed as s
Pov: AndreIn my dream, Bianca was sucking my cock.Her mouth was soft and warm and wet and her hands knew how to unravel me completely. Squeezing and massaging with just the right speed and intensity that had my feet curling on the bed.My entire body tightened with desire as her deft hands squeezed my balls, her mouth sucked me with a calm precision that had me jerking my hips deeper into her mouth."Don't stop," I groaned, thrusting my hips softly, "don't fucking stop, Bia.""Ask nicely," a breathy voice demanded. She let out a low groan that reverberated through me and had my eyes flying open, the haze of sleep clearing immediately from my eyes."Bianca?" I asked, my head raised from the pillow a bit.The lights in the en-suite bathroom was turned on and I remembered Bianca's fear of the dark as my eyes adjusted to the dim lights enough to see the outline of Bianca lying between my legs, her mouth on my dick, her perfectly shaped ass in the air."Yeah?" She whispered, her tongue c
Chapter 70: Pov: Bianca I was languid and exhausted and somehow still feeling refreshed the next morning. It felt like all my bones had liquefied as I stretched like a satisfied cat on the bed. Last night had been... Wild. I definitely did not see things turning out the way they did. Somehow, my worry for my best friend, my anger at Andre and my lust for him had curdled and mixed into one big angry, passionate emotion. I couldn't put a name to it. Sex with him was intense and passionate every single time. The connection was never lost on us. Leaving him meant finding someone that would match up to him and that would be an impossible task. I had been bent on leaving last night. Now, not so much. Stretching my hand to the indented space beside me, I realized that the side of my bed was empty but warm, indicating that he only just left my side a few minutes ago. I hadn't drawn the super thick drapes, so sunlight filtered into the room, peppering me with its rays. I rose lazily fro
Pov: Bianca"If I'm going to come, I'm coming in your pussy, Bianca."His words triggered a deep ache between my legs and with that, he grabbed my arm and wrenched me up. His hands went to the back of my thighs, gripping me hard and lifting me from the floor. My legs immediately wrapped around his hips and he pushed me back against the wall, kissing me hard.I grinded down desperately on his cock and he groaned. His hands went to my ass, squeezing roughly and then he carried me a few steps and placed me on the dining table.He placed his forehead against mine, "you are the best thing in my life right now, Bianca, do you know that? You know you belong to me, right? You know there's nothing I wouldn't do for you.""I know," I whispered, panting.He kissed me hard and deep and wild, his lips perfect against mine, knowing every dip, every angle on my mouth and knowing the best way to make him ache for him.With frantic hands, I reached for the hem of his tshirt and pulled it over his head
Pov: AndreThree days, that's how long we stayed in my bed together, talking about everything and sometimes nothing, just satisfied with laying close together and listening to each other breathing.I've had more sex with her than I've ever had before I met her and each time was as phenomenal and transcendent as the last."I've made love to you like thirty thousand times." Bianca said, tracing a path gently on the skin of my hip, "how am I just finding out you have a hip tattoo?"A soft smile grazed my lips as I dragged a hand down her naked back glistening with sweat, still trying to catch my breath from the teeth clattering orgasm I just had. "Maybe you need to pay closer attention."She lifted her face and rested her chin on my chest, her eyes shining with a bright kind of light. "Oh yeah?"She sat up on me, straddling me easily, her movements fluid like water, a playful smirk on her face. Her breasts bounced from her movements and I zeroed in on them, my cock already twitching, blo
Pov: Andre"Fuck!"I ran my hand through my hair, a dangerous sort of calm settling over me.My phone buzzed in my pocket and I picked it up immediately without checking the Identity of the caller. "What?!" I growled at the receiver.A rough, throaty chuckle slithered into my ears, "I see you got my message.""Nowak," I said dangerously calm when rage was bubbling in my throat, threatening to spill out of me. "If you hurt him in any other wayβ" I warned, my chest tight, my breathing heavy."Oh, but I did warn you, Andre. The problem is, you don't listen. You really have a one track mind, don't you. You were so sure that I'd go after you precious little whore, you hired a squad of assassins and sharp shooters to follow her about during the day, hoping that I take the bait and try to take her again."He let out a scratchy, gravelly laughter that scraped my spine and curdled my blood.I was shaking with rage."I will find you," I growled, my voice eerily calm, "and I will rip your skin
Pov: Bianca(Triggering content in this chapter. Mentions of sexual abuse, pedophilia and molestation.)She was wearing a silk chanel jumpsuit that clung effortlessly to her body looking fantastic from eating the best food, an amazing workout routine and having the best surgeon money could buy at your disposal. On her head was a black wide brim hat and shielding her eyes were huge Dior sunglasses that covered most of her face except the slash of red painted on her pouty lips. Her skin was fair white and I could tell she has been pampering herself properly since she became Emilio's wife because she used to have a darker skin tone with rougher texture.Her long black hair was long, glossy and shiny, framing her beautiful face, her hands were clad in lacy gloves, on her ears were large dangling earrings. A Dior hand bag sat on the table in front of her and she was texting someone on the latest iphone.She looked so poise, so elegant, so different from the mother I was used to seeing dur
Pov: BiancaI could breath a lot better by the time the car rolled to a stop in front of Delilah's condo.Bernard, Marco, Lucian and Marcel all came out to escort me into the building, their eyes searching around the vicinity for any suspicious activity, their guns tucked under their coats.It made me feel like I was an oh so important person. And maybe I was, seeing as I was currently engaged to the most powerful man in the city.I grew antsy, panicking a little at the thought of seeing Delilah again. She had ignored all my messages and rejected all my calls and the aching sting of loss was eating its way into my heart.I had given her a few days to settle but I just didn't have it in me to wait any longer. I needed to see her.My guards followed me into the elevator and their heavy breathing only added to my anxiety."Stop breathing so loudly!" I snapped at them, cracking the knuckles on my hand and me myself, breathing even harder than them.I inhaled sharp intakes of breath, willi
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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 backβ"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: AndreMΓ‘ria 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