NicoIt was hard to leave her knowing she wanted me as much as I wanted her, but damned if I am giving her anything until she respects who I am and wants me for me. This dislike for me irritates me, I know having an arranged marriage isn’t for everyone, especially not for a woman like Lucky Gianluca, but trust me. She could do worse. I know she’s after flowers, fireworks, roses, the arch to walk under and a man who will love her like the moon needs the sun, maybe that will come.I already know that my instinct is to protect her, I want her to have everything her heart desires. The only thing she can’t have is my heart, not until she wants me too. Then I will release it to her with abundance and she will not know a true, deep and meaningful love until she tells me she needs me and wants me.We could be waiting a very long time. I make a call to Tony, “any news, I want the meeting set up with the guys. I fly back tomorrow. How is Dario?”“Good morning, Nico did you get out of bed the wr
LuckyIf I wasn’t so steaming mad, so mad I can feel my temperature rising I’d find this hilarious. He stands beside me at the door of his black Mercedes, the driver holds the back door open. Patiently waiting for one of us to at least get in.“Get changed.” I can hear the snarl in his voice, the way his strong jaw ticks, fascinating, it actually gets to me. It’s pretty damn sexy. I cock my head and lick my lower lip.“No. Besides, I already told you I don’t want to go get the damn license. Why can’t we wait until we’re back in New York? I’ll not turn up on the day, then what will you do? Drag me by my hair?” I laugh softly.He clenches his fists by his side, his electric blue eyes now looking almost murderous. I will not be one woman he can control. “Fine have it your way you fucking little brat. Go dressed like a whore, see if I care. And as for the wedding day, if I have to drag you by your glorious mane, then so be it. Now get the fuck in the car.”Did he say glorious mane? Oh, so
NicoJust looking at her with her lifted chin, the sorrow in her eyes at an arranged marriage, pulls on my heart. Dammit why do I have to start having feelings for this woman? How did this even happen? She was merely supposed to be a tool, a weapon, a woman with the Gianluca name to marry to give me the ownership of the streets. Our two families blending to be the biggest in New York City.What can I say? I can’t tell her I love her; how do I even know it’s love? It could just be infatuation. She is intriguing, her strength and her dry sense of humor are challenging and maybe it’s only that, which makes me feel strange inside. She makes me dizzy; she drives me insane, I’ve never met a woman like her before.The woman who I am engaged to, to be married to. “Let’s get it over and done with,” she says as she makes her way up the stone steps leading to the registry office. I follow behind trying not to look at the curve of her hips, the way her ass sits high on her lean legs. My dick want
Lucky“We’re here,” Nico says as he puts his mobile away, the man is always on it. I’m not surprised he must have a million things going on at once. I take a look out of the blacked-out windows not able to see too much other than an imposing building that looks like something out of a gothic horror movie.The driver opens the door for me, I step out as Nico comes to my side. The building has four turrets, it’s a drab grey and gives me a shiver down my spine. “Not very pretty,” I murmur.“It’s not supposed to be it’s a safe house, one of many. We will be staying here; I shall have our families transferred today. They are in another safe house, but it would be too cramped for all of us and you Princess need a castle.”“Humpf,” I stride past him up to the grand steps, also a dark grey. God, it feels fucking morbid. As morbid as my heart right now. I wish I could see Mia, go for a coffee, lunch, champagne and cocktails, let my hair down. Fuck’s sake I am still young and now I feel like a
NicoHer breath is warm, I can smell her fragrance a hint of muskiness, and floral it hits all my senses. My dick hardens in my pants. “All you have to say is no, Nico and I won’t go any further.”Her breathing is rapid. “Say it and I will leave you alone.” I hear her whimper knowing her body is on fire, it is betraying her and try as she may with her mind, there is no denying there is a connection, a force so strong that it leaves even me bewildered.My desire to rip her clothes off is strong. I want to expose her nakedness, to see her pert tits in the flesh and look at her slick pussy. I want to run my tongue along her clit.“Once, Nico just once then you can leave me.” I laugh at her words.“Are you begging me yet, Princess.” She shakes her head vehemently. I rip her top, she gasps. Yet I can see the pulse throbbing in her neck, just like my cock is in my pants. My balls tight and aching to explode.Her perfect nipples, hard and bitable are straining against the sheer, black lacey
LuckyI feel the bed as he slides under the sheets and lays down. I have placed two pillows in between us. It is distracting knowing he is so close to me, and I can hardly focus on the words in my book. Some damn romance with smutty scenes that makes me ache as it is, let alone having a good looking, fit man like Nico laying so close to me.I hate the way that my body wants him, it’s hard to fight a man with such dark, brooding looks who is powerful, fierce and built like a God. My mind tells me it would be wrong, I have fought so hard for so long. Six whole months to ignore him as my fiancée.Yet he has shown me some niceties, that I can’t deny but giving in to my body that literally craves him like his brother it seems craves heroine. “What are you reading?” he asks as he lays with his hands behind his back. He doesn’t wear a T-shirt or pajamas, fuck I hope he kept his boxer shorts on. Just the thought of him being totally naked next to me makes me cross my legs one over the other a
NicoI wake and remember I am in the bed with Lucky, the evening comes back to me. The sound of her voice as she was reading her story to me, it sent me to sleep. Not because I was bored, but her voice it is soothing when she is not being a bitch or brat to me. I could listen to her voice all night long.It's still dark outside, I easily slip from under the sheets and make my way to the closet room to put on my workout gear. But not before I take another look at her peaceful, resting face. She is beautiful, graceful, her skin is tan even with he light on dimly, I can see her glow. Lucky’s hair is splayed all over the pillows, so much of it, it’s dizzying. It reminds me of a glossy mane.Quietly, I move around to retrieve my running shorts, my old, favorite black T-shirt and slip into my trainers then take a seat on one of the chairs in the closet room and do up the laces.“Hey, are you planning on shirking out of running with me? Are you scared to lose?” And there goes that mouth of h
Lucky“Oh my gosh, it feels like ages.” I wrap my arms around Mia who looks amazing. Her hair up in a 1940’s classic do, it suits her.“I know, but it hasn’t been. So much has happened. Are you sure you are okay? Let me see.” Mia twirls me around and inspects me. “Mm, it looks like you might have lost weight, Lucky. I hope you’re eating properly. And all the guards, well I have to say I can’t say no to those. Nico sure has some hot looking guys around. Are they ex Marines or something?”I laugh, trust Mia. “No idea to be honest, I suspect some are. To be honest I’m just so grateful he even let you come. Was it awful, you know having a blindfold on and all of that nonsense.”I show her to the sofa in the grand room which is decorated in the palest peach shade on the walls where many oil paintings hang of his family through the generations. They must have cost a fortune to be commissioned, I’m not entirely sure how I feel with them all looking down on me.Mia takes a seat on the jade vel