For a long time contemplated making changes to this chapter, making it a bonus chapter at the end of the book or removing it altogether due to the content as some might find it offensive, but it felt necessary, and I didn't want to disrupt the progression of the book. hence the previous warnings, but its important to me to write a story how I envisioned it. Either way, for any inconvenience, this author apologizes. Other than that, it was a fun as hell chapter to write. Let, me know what you think? Xoxo S.N
Niko caught one of my legs and yanked me to him. A sob ripped out of my chest even as my belly tightened. “This was meant to be a punishment” he states as he cupped me between my legs, heat rose from my chest up my face and I know he felt how damp I was. “You liked the pain?” “I don’t” I shook my head trying to get away from him. I didn’t want him getting any ideas. Christ, the throbbing pain on my ass, I knew without a doubt that my skin would be red right now. “Shhh…only pleasure now…” he trailed off as his thumb found my clit stroking in tight circles tension coils in my belly, my walls clenched. He drops three slaps in rapid session on my pussy, nowhere as hard as he smacked my ass a moment ago but I felt it. I groaned, my back leaving the bed as my head fell back. How I felt it. At this point, my entire body was a bundle of sensations. I was strung tighter than a guitar string. He slipped two fingers into me and I whimpered, he thrust once, twice and curled them upwards,
I come to a stop at the threshold, my ass smarts at the sight of him. “Good morning” Goose pimples spreads across my skin and me behind throbs at the sound of his voice. “G-good morning” instituted, my eyes jumping to the side. “Come, join me for breakfast” my husband invites. His voice is soft, but it was the same one in which he called come here last night and it didn’t end too well for me.“Er- just let me check on the babies for a bit and then I’ll-” my foot moves to the side, my flip flops staffing on the floor. “Maria is with them”He states without breaking his stare. “Er… okay” I shuffle forward, the hem of my loose pants tickling my toes over my flip flops. Our usual breakfast of my favorite foods and his preferred breakfast is spread out in on the table. I come to a pause behind the chair, my hands going behind me. Apprehension washes over me. Seems they’ll be no changing his mind or escaping his conversation. I’d woken up on my front, the lingering pain on my
“Good afternoon daughter” she says without looking at me. Keeping my gentle smile in place, I crossed to the other side of the room. Spine straight, in a fashionable white suit and icy blue shirt that matches her eyes, I nearly jumped back when she when she scanned me from head to toes with said icy eyes. Without blinking she asks. “How are the children?”“Fine, fine, down for a nap” I answered with the first thing that came to mind. And a total lie. Pushing back the chair opposite hers and unfortunately with my back to the door I sit, “If I’d know you were coming I would have tried to keep them awake a little longer so they can see their Nonna” Unsure if she bites my act, she inclined her head “That’s is quite alright, another time”“Of course.” Another smile, I fixed myself a cup of tea, silently berating Maria for not urging out some wine for me, and I needed something to do with my hand. That fine, i cradled it in my palms. We sit in tensed silent for long minutes.
I tossed back a sip of champagne, across from me Niko nodded to his cousin who muttered something in return before crossing over to me. He cocked a brow in question at the glass in my hand it was my second one this evening and the night was still young. He looked delicious in a charcoal suit, white shirt, and a black tie, almost to what he wears on a good day, his hair combed back, but somehow, he just looked hotter today. His jaw clean shaven tonight. I’m not sure which I liked better, the light scruff or like this. It’s like asking a girl to choose between dark chocolate and vanilla Ice cream.Impossible. “I’m excited” The gathering went off without a hitch since guests started arriving an hour ago. The flower arrangements, the food, Maria, and the girls have being on their feet, ensuring that everyone had something to drink. It is a success!My first event!Okay, Eva and Maria helped out a little but everything else was all me. “What do you think?” I smiled up at him, waving ar
I think it would be interesting.The business was not my cup of tea, but each to their own Vanessa is always complaining about how women are given less of a voice, about our anatomy, our person, and our choices, I think she would be firmly on Marina’s side. I miss Niko's response to which Danilo inclined his head. “I’ll look into it” When he sets off probably to do just that I clicked my glass against Niko’s glass of scotch “I thought you didn’t like to get involved with other family's business?” it sounded like he just asked Danilo to spy on them.His eyes on the teardrop diamond sitting on my collarbone, snapped to mine “In other territories, whatever happens in my city is my business”I see. I swiped my tongue over my teeth, “If she is making a bid, will you support her though she is a woman?” He shook his head once, “The timing isn’t ideal”For a power struggle in one of the lower families while Valentina’s presence kept everyone on their tip toes. “And if she manages to win?
“Is there something to eat around here?” Amara all but snapped. I swear Geno hid a wince, the girl was very impatient “Ah, of course, let me show you” I took her arm lightly leading her to one of the tables. “Lola” my husband calls behind me but I wave his concerns, I know he’ll have his eyes on me the entire time I’m away from him. Earlier this evening before the guest began arriving he ordered I stay within eyesight of him or any of his men at all times, even when I went to the kitchen Ivan followed right behind me until I was back on his caop's arm. With so many people in our house, I understood. “Would you like some wine? I asked the young woman beside me, my guess was she had to be around seventeen, “Red or white?” The girl slams a hand over the wine glass I went to pick up her eyes narrowing “Gio is mine” I made a face and then looked at the men behind us, I could have sworn Niko said her father’s arrangement was with the other brother, Geno. “Don’t look at them” she hiss
*** The presentation was rather straightforward, less dramatic than I expected, Maria had brought my son forward and I took him, holding him to my chest in the center of the room, Niko stood at my side beside him was his uncle Matteo and Valentina. Tommy stood at my other side. The capo said five words “Angelo Marino Salvatore, my heir” Soft applause followed and I returned Angelo to Maria’s waiting arms, she had explicit orders to take him directly to our rooms, to get changed as they were already fed and, then bed. Rico is to stay up with them since the girls are tied up at the moment. I considered hiring contracted staff but outside, especially here in the mansion… my husband said and I quote ‘make do’ So far so good. The Brodetto di Pesce a native Italian seafood stew was delicious but I couldn’t bring myself to enjoy it, not with Valentina sitting at our table, after the whole wine ordeal I considered moving her to another table, let someone else deal with her for the
“Go where?” I tried to swallow as I pointed a shaky at the door. “You heard the boss, we stay here, you stay here” With his finger on the trigger, he kept his eyes on the door where Niko disappeared for what felt like hours now. I needed to know if he was fine, if I stayed here another minute I’d lose it. “Not when my husband is out there, we need to do something, help them” “You would only be a distraction, you are my charge, he asked me to guard you and I won’t fail him.” Get yourself together. I ordered, I can’t fall apart right now. Clasping my hands together in front of me, I tucked in my chin, “Do you hear that?” His knuckles whitened as his fingers tightened around his weapon, brows tensing as if listening in, his voice lowered I could barely hear when he muttered “Hear what?’ “My point exactly, there’s been nothing for some time now, whatever’s happened, it is over” Gray eyes narrowed “We will know that when someone comes with a report, otherwise you” he pointed a fing
My uncle was right, everything will change from now on, the Grecos, Mendoza, and the Oriente arms of the New York Families are no more. Though we weren't particularly friendly with the other two, it wasn't required for the business. The Greco’s however have always been closely allied with the Salvatores, it wasn’t because of that friendship that Julio was my father's right hand and his father before him, as capo it was my decision to choose my right hand, but for decades, that honor belonged to the Greco’s, until Julio fucked it up. With them gone, there is a gap, in the prominent families, and someone needs to take over for the business to run smoothly. As things settled, I just wanted some peace to be with my family, my children, I already missed so much. It was something I would never retreat, I kept them safe. I did what had to be done, even though it hadn't been my Knife in their throat or my orders. My actions lead to their deaths. And their deaths created a power vacuum, one
**“We have to leave here, get to another safe house we don’t know who else- this place has been compromised” Arms wrapped under my arms trying to pull me away. I was staring blankly at the Man I'd grown so close with. I didn't know what to do.“We can’t leave him here” Tears spilled down my cheeks. “You think I want to leave him? He was like a father to me, but I have to protect you, he would want you to get to safety”“Miguel…”“Now Lola, Now." he shook me "We have to-“ a phone ringing cuts off the rest of his words. Miguel bends down and searches through Matteo’s jacket to retrieve his phone. I crawl back to him lifting his head into my lap, spatches of blood stained my jeans as I run my fingers through his hair. “Please Matteo open your eyes,” I begged softly.He couldn’t be gone. He felt warm despite the blood pooled on the ground beneath him, he couldn’t be gone. He couldn’t...“It’s Matteo…” I hear Miguel say to the other person on the phone “He’s gone” is all Miguel says
I straightened at the sound of a car pulling closer. I know it isn’t Miguel as he’s in the next room, slowly tiptoeing to one of the windows and pushing back the curtains, “Lola don’t do that-“ “It’s Matteo” I gasped in recognition at the dark hair and family face of the man that exists the drive's seat. “It’s Matteo” I repeated “He’s here!” I announced as my heart began to race in my chest. “Stay here, stay down” Miguel ordered, as he headed to the door a gun in hand. I remained at the window, clutching my rounded belly with a shaky hand, the other fisted around the thick curtains as I tried to listen to their exchange. It went on for about half a minute but it was too long and then Miguel crossed back to the porch, he disappeared from my line of sight, and I moved to the door. The bottom of my oversized jeans dragged on the floor over my bare feet as I had left the zipper undone to accommodate my large bump. I’m standing behind the door when it opens and Miguel says “It’
“That puta was whoring around dirtying the family line-“ she gurgles, choking as red spills from a thin line across her throat. A hand flew to her neck eyes wide in shock. No one was allowed to speak of that, I took pains in ensuring it remained that way. The consequences would be devastating. I look at the blade in my hand then swipe the napkin beside her tea set to wipe the little blood at the end. I turned around and came to a stop at the dark figure at the entrance. Fuck. “Is it true what she said?” I observe his stance, the pistol hanging loosely at his side, my brows furrowed as I tried to figure out how long he’s been standing there, how much he heard, I let out a sigh, “Tommy…” He sucked in a deep breath, his empty hand clenching into a shaky fist. “Did you know?” Tommy asked calmly. I grit my teeth and wipe the blade once more, then I return it to the sheath strapped to my wrist, soothing down my sleeves to keep it hidden. I turned to my brother fully and asked “Wh
Bang! Bang! Bang!!! Gunshots sound as I make my way down the hall of an Italian-styled penthouse. The enemy tries to return fire, but they are quickly overwhelmed by my men. Martino Greco led me to Valentina's hideout like a mouse to the cheese. Pained grunts and shocked yells followed by the thuds of bodies heating the ground, and then quiet. Hmm. I walk in smooth strides past pools of blood, bodies littering the polished wooden floors noting the soldiers Valentina called from her mansion in Italy, I frown at the sight of a falcon tatted on one of the fallen men’s forearms, seems she hired some mercenaries also. Splendid. Last night Valentina sent her men to Mendoza and Orinete households while they slept and took them out in one swell move. It is why I can break in with little to no resistance, half of her man power is gone. Danilo inclined his chin at me then motioned up silently a gun in hand, corked and still at the ready. Chase and Emilio stand beside him each o
I stared out the window on the ride back. Like the two times we’ve gone out, I remain in the car while he checks the property, when he signals all clear I open my door and move to the back to get the kids. Miguel goes around the other side and gets started on Angelo’s seat, he undoes the strap holding the child to the seat and then unhooks the chair fully so he can take it inside. “Want to tell me what happened at the clinic?” he questions as we walk. I shook my head nothing. “You don’t really expect me to believe that do you?” “What makes you think I did anything." “Excluding the fact that you looked guilty as hell when we got back, there’s a tear glued to your lashes" he pointed one end of his bottled water at me, "Why were you crying” We entered the cabin and I unstrapped the kids to let them run free. “I just needed to use the bathroom quickly” I paused helping Angelo to his feet. “I called him” I admitted. His expression remains unchanged. “You don’t seem surprised
NIKO That evening I left using one of the hidden exist. There's a car parked under the bridge, I pull up behind it, leaving the engine still running as I look out the window, moments later a male form, wearing a black oversized coat blowing the wind takes long steps in my direction as far as his short legs can carry him, the side door opens and he drops down beside me, the smell of tobacco that follows him where ever he goes fills the car. I make no effort to his my frown. Excluding the fact that it was a shitty habit that kills the liver, I imagine it would make stealth impossible if they can smell you from a mile away. And I preferred to leave no traces, unless it was a warning that is. I have half the mind to ask him to exit my vehicle before he saturates it with his unpleasant smell but I need him tonight so I decided to play nice. “How did it go?” Martino Greco smacks his lips once, “Just as you expected boss, Maxim sent another offer, I did as you said while showing some
LOLA I’ve been teaching my twins simple words and pointing out items around the house for them. I once read that kids need contact with other people and other kids to stimulate growth, and I’ve been doing what I can to fill that role. "Nana" Angel mumbled pointing at the banana when Miguel walked past eating a banana last night.It is also his favorite fruit. Micaela liked peaches.I also roped Miguel into watching some soap operas airing every evening with me so I’d have something to look forward to and someone to discuss with. Soap operas were always better when you had someone to discuss them with. He acts like he hates them but I swear he secretly enjoys them. He finds it hard to understand the motives of the main antagonists and often wonders why the ‘good guys’ give so many chances.No one is that inherently good. Miguel had said when the main female character got played for the fourth time in twenty episodes. It's plain stupidity. he added his two cents, I shook my head with
NIKO -Months later... “Who can we count on?” Tommy asked his chin on his jaw. In front of me at the other side of the desk Matteo cleared his throat and the other turned to him, “Brenadi, Orisi, Ajello, the Sances are a given" he tips his head. With Chase one of my trusted enforcers the head of the Sances family, it was a given, I trusted him to keep his house in check, the others however, "The others will need more convincing" Matteo added voicing my exact thoughts. “That’s four out of twelve” Vincent grunted unable to hide his displeasure. “How can Valentina have eight over us, the bitch has been in Italy for almost three decades," Tommy growls. “Exactly, lots of families owe her favors, she ran this family before us with an iron fist and she never fully removed her claws while my brother was capo, that’s nearly four decades of loyalty from the New York families. "Enough time to amass a fortune's worth of secrets and debts to call in, moreover, a number of the men are too sca