LuckyAll of a sudden, I am wide awake. “Are you serious right now?” I stare at him as if he’s grown two heads and has devil horns out of the top. His eyes narrow and he moves his head slightly like he is assessing me.“Deadly serious, Lucky. I need to know if it was you.”“But why would I do that? You’re out of your mind, Nico. That is the most insane thing I’ve ever heard.” He raises his eyebrows.“Somehow, I don’t think it is. Think about it, Princess. You didn’t want to marry me; an arranged marriage is not your idea of love and romance. I threatened your father’s life. Perhaps you thought by ordering a hit that if I was out of the way, you and your father would be saved.” He leans towards me and tilts my chin up with his thumb and forefinger.Even with him accusing me, this gentle gesture makes my pulse race and my heart hammer in my chest. Insane, right? “Nico, I wouldn’t dream of having you killed. I am not a murderer; I may be many things but that is not one of them and why on
Nico I was too exhausted to even do anything with Lucky, by the time I nodded off for a couple of hours, it must have been hitting three in the morning. Quietly and with slow movements I ease myself out of the bed, my body wakes naturally at five and I can see it is still dark outside. In fact, it’s pitch black in the bedroom, shame because I’d love to see Lucky’s sleeping, peaceful face. Easily, I make my way to the dressing room and dig out my grey run shorts, an old Uni top and slip into my sneakers. As I open the door one of the guards turns to me and nods. “Your aide is waiting downstairs for you, Nico.” “Thanks, just getting some water before I start.” He nods back and I make my way down the stairs into the kitchen. It’s always eerie when the house sleeps but I like the peace and quiet. My life, our lives are chaotic, always running from one business to the next, always having someone to sort out or read the riot act to or worse, torture. What this house needs is a family, lo
NicoWe stare at each other for what seems an eternity. His eyes are blazing, the anger showing all over his face as his face goes red. Dario clenches his fists by his side. “So, help me God I want to smash your face in right now, Nico. I am your fucking brother. What the fuck do you take me for?”I am raging internally too; everything is coming to a head. I need to know who is behind the shooting, I want to protect my family and now I have no idea if I can even trust my own flesh and blood. “You are jealous of me, Dario that’s why and we already know you had something to do with the three million leaving my casino. What do you have to say about that?”I take a seat at the table in the room, not daring myself to stand. My own legs feel weak at the mere thought of Dario having stolen from me, from us our own family. The money isn’t just for me, it feeds our family, it reinvests. The casino is clean money.“Okay, I hold my hands up to that. I had debts,” he lowers his head and bites his
LuckyI check myself out in the standing mirror, wearing some smart black jodhpurs, a cream polo neck jumper and a riding jacket over, I wonder should I go down and intrude on the meeting Nico has with Aurora. I am itching to know if she has more information and as far as Nico is concerned, he is being a closed book about it. I mean, I have the right to know after all. However, I must be patient. Nico will tell me more when he knows more.I hope his chat with Dario has gone well. I slip into brand new riding boots, they feel good. It’s been a while since I have been out on a horse and although I miss my own horses at my father’s grounds, I know that Nico will have equally as stunning horses in his stables here.As I open the door, I see two bodyguards standing there, they are different ones, I am guessing it is a shift change, although I do wonder just how many people Nico has guarding us all the time.“Miss Gianluca,” the tallest of the two greets me, he has an earring in one ear, a d
LuckyWhat is happening? There are more sounds like shots being fired, then I feel a body on top of me. “Do not move, Miss Gianluca, stay down.” Villessey commands me. His voice stern, I realize I am holding my breath.“Oh my God, what is going on?” My voice quavers, a lump is in my throat at the sight of a motionless Phillip laying in front of me.“We are under attack, stay still help is on the way. We have the place surrounded. I can’t move you just yet we are in the open.”“Obviously we are not protected enough if someone has managed to shoot Phillip. Is he, is he dead?”“Yes, he is cold.” Great that doesn’t sound nice, does it? I mean he is, was a person a living person who had a mother and a father. And who would be attacking us? I thought this place was like Fort Knox with all the security, the eyes in the sky and just about anything else that Nico could surround us with in terms of security.“On the count of three, I want you to get up and follow closely behind me, I will shield
Nico“So, what you are saying,” I say as I sit directly in front of Aurora in my office. She leans forward with her elbows resting on her knees. “Is that somehow this Yelena woman is the daughter of a Russian woman, was given up for adoption and taken in by a Russian family. That the Sokolova family are Mafia related? Is this for real? I thought there was no mafia connection?”She rubs one of her perfect arched brows with her forefinger. I can see the pulse going in her neck. “That would be correct, Boss.”“And the mother, where is she? I thought you were on this Aurora.”“Boss, we are on it. She is nowhere to be found. It seems she went dark after the birth of the baby. Last to have been registered in a small town outside of Chicago.”My butler comes in with a tray on top of which sits a coffee pot, two cups and saucers, cream jug and sugar bowl. I nod my thanks as he sets it down and leaves us to it. “Continue. What about other relatives?”“There are no other children born to this w
LuckyI can see him glaring at me from across the room. His piercing blue eyes with those long dark eyelashes that frame them, look like they could bore right through my bones. What I can’t believe is that we’re sitting here at our supposed engagement party. Me Lucky Gianluca the youngest of the Gianluca family, being married off to him.Nico Santangelo is nothing but a killer, a man who has more money than you could possibly imagine and all from ill gains. He is the head of the Santangelo Cartel since his father passed away from a heart attack just six months ago. Since then, well since then everything, literally everything has gone to shit.“Hey, you eyeing up your fiancée?” I turn to see my best friend in the entire world, Mia smiling at me, her hazel eyes full of love for her bestie. Her dark bob hangs to her chin, the kohl around her eyes makes her look like an exotic oriental woman.“Not on your life, him?” I laugh. “Give me a break, he means nothing to me.”“Yeah, but you have n
NicoAlexander my best friend stands next to me knocking back neat whiskey as if it’s going out of fashion. Someone needs to have a word with him, and he has his eyes on the red head in the corner, the same one I want to take home with me tonight, push up her peach skirt and stick my cock between her legs.Damn Lucky Gianluca and the way she lifts her chin like she doesn’t give a shit about me looking at her. I’ll show her. Soon we will be married, and she is going to have to do exactly as I say. Not that I want to have her sexually, she doesn’t do it for me, but my cock seems to think she does. It hasn’t received the memo, yet that Lucky is effectively my enemy.I only want her for pure selfish reasons, to be head of an empire, the biggest and best yet in New York City, hell not even the mafia families of the twenties were as powerful as I am going to be once this alliance is made.No, I don’t give a shit about her, but she will be mine and I will have a strangle hold on that woman.