He has me in such a tight grip that I want to fight him, to barrel my fists against his chest but, yes there is a but. I can feel his ramrod, hard cock pressing through his pants. It sends a wave of heat from my core through my stomach and into my chest. I feel myself blushing as his eyes fixate on me. I snarl at him.
“You’ll have to stick that in some other cunt later, Santangelo. You will never have me.”
“Oh, don’t worry Princess there are plenty of whores out there waiting for me to slide inside them and when I do, they will moan my name, and scream for me over and over again when I give them one delicious orgasm after the other.” He is suave and sophisticated; his face gives nothing away. He talks as if he is ordering something off the menu not shocking me with his dirty, filthy mouth. And yes, I am shocked.
I am young but not naive, but his mouth is dirty, yet it excites me. I feel my nipples pebble under the tightness of my dress they want to be teased mercilessly and squeezed. Involuntarily I feel myself press closer into the hardness of his chest and his cock now on my lower abdomen. At twenty-two I have only had a few lovers, mostly when I was in High School a private institution the only one my father would send me to and all girls. Can you believe it? I had to sneak out and meet the boys from the college across the park. It was fun but nobody has ever used such words on me.
He quirks and raises and eyebrow at me, a sleek, jet-black eyebrow. “You think you can shock me, Nico? You cannot. I am a Gianluca nothing in this world can shock me.” I push him away he has already gotten too close to me in my personal space. I will show this man what I am made of. I will not be his caged bird, a woman he owns. He grabs me by the wrist, I glance around, a few people dance close by but notice the interaction between Nico and I.
My father is with my mother, he holds her in his arms, she rests her head on his shoulder. It is a display of love, trust and respect. I want that dammit for myself not this what I am entering into.
“You will do as I say, Princess. Do not cross me.” His voice is low and stern, yet his command does something to me. My pulse quickens and my heart races.
“I will do whatever the hell I want now let me go.” His grip is firmer.
“I should push you up against the wall, Princess, rip your dress off you and claim you then you will know who you belong to.”
I want to spit in his face, I want to take that grin off his damn face. He will never own me; he will never control me. Never. “So, you will rape me then is that what you are saying, Santangelo? Is this really how you want me, by taking me and controlling me? I would think a man like you would want his future wife to want him, to desire him, to beg for him. Not to take her when she is unwilling.”
His eyes go dark, as dark as the ocean, his thunderous face is a sure sign that he is angry, his blood must be boiling. “I have never raped a woman in my life, Lucky and I do not intend to start now. Fuck off then but know that one day you will crawl into my bed begging for me.” He releases the grip on my wrist, my pulse is pounding, my heart is racing. Why does my body want him when he is cruel and vindictive?
I flick my hair over my shoulders and lift my chin with defiance. “You will die an old and lonely man, Nico. I will never give myself up to you willingly. You can fuck my cold, dead body.” I pull my hand away and make a fast walk back to my table where Mia is sitting waiting. She raises her eyebrows at me as tears threaten to spill down my cheeks.
“You okay?”
“Yes, I will be.”
“Do you want to get out of here.”
“I can’t. I have to wait for Mama and Papa to leave first and Nico. Otherwise, I would just run as far as I can.”
Her sharp bob sways as she twists her head to the dance floor then back to me, her amber eyes alight. “Since when did Lucky Gianluca ever do as she was told? Since when did she ever bow down to a Santangelo?”
She is right. “Let’s go.” I give Nikolei a nod, he moves away from the other bodyguards and holds the ballroom doors open. I do not look back or see the blazing blue eyes of Nico Santangelo burning a hole in my back. I can feel them.
Mia and I walk through the doors, I receive some looks from the elders. I know I am leaving without permission but to hell with it. I will do exactly as I want; I am Lucky Gianluca. The world will need to stop and wait for me and one day I will ensure this is the way. Be controlled by Nico Santangelo. Over my dead body. Hell will have to freeze over first.
“The car is ready and waiting.” Nikolei says. I smile for him.
“Thank you. Mia and I want to go to a club. Instruct him to take us to Roxy on The Rocks.” Mia looks.
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I am sure, we can let our hair down, dance the night away and be free of all this shit for a few hours. Fuck them, Mia.”
“Okay, you’re the Boss.”
Nikolei opens the door of the limousine for us to jump in the back. “Nikolei, I don’t need you to accompany me to the club tonight. I’ve got this.” I instruct him. He gives me a dubious look.
“Lucky that isn’t a good idea and you know it. You are engaged to Nico now, anything can happen. He has many enemies and so does your father.”
“Stop already. It will be fine. Nobody there will be interested in me. I will blend in and go unnoticed.”
“You should tell Nico and your father where you will be. It is the way.”
“No and don’t start with all of that. Go.” He gives me a look that tells me he is not happy with my decision but for tonight I want to forget who I am, I want to forget I am the daughter of a Don, that I am engaged to a control freak of a man who wants to the King of New York.
Tonight, I will be free, I will be Lucky and that is all.
NicoI am left irritated and angry. My jaw ticks. Some people are glancing in my direction, I glare at them my eyes narrowing. They look away, knowing it is disrespectful to keep watching me. I am the fucking Don, how dare they?“Nico.” I feel a hand to my shoulder. “We’ve got trouble. One of the casinos has been robbed.” I stare at my middle brother, Tony and clench my mouth so tightly closed that I can feel my molars grating. I run my hands through my hair. His dark eyes that he gets from our father are concerned, his eyebrows are furrowed and anger is also etched across his face.“How much? Which casino”“Three mill. Aldo’s”“Holy fuck. Who did this? I want them found now and I want consequences. No fucker steals from the Santangelo family.”“We’re looking into it.” I push him aside and stride to the other set of double doors, clicking my fingers are my protection detail to follow. Two burly guys with shoulders broader than a football player in kit, open the door and go ahead of me.
LuckyThe music is thumping, and my hips want to gyrate in tune to the music. I need to shake this protection first, he is getting on my nerves. Honestly, I am not even married to Nico yet and he already has his men covering my every movement even though I have Nikolei, as you know I already sent him home even though he gave me that look that says, bad idea Lucky.Mia snaps her fingers as we sit on the velvet purple sofas upstairs in the VIP area, a waiter comes with a tray, wearing a velvet purple waistcoat, a white button-down shirt and black pants. I raise my eyebrows, he is handsome, not in the Nico kind of way but I don’t like Nico, I detest Nico he is just a rich scumbag in my opinion, but I am a woman, a wild woman, and I do like sex and it has been some weeks.Sure, I have my trusty vibrator, but nothing can beat the feel of a man’s cock plunging deep inside you. And what will I do when I am married to Nico? Exactly, he will not let me out of his sight and when he can’t be aro
NicoI do not have time for this right now, an errant fiancée who seems to think she can just give her pussy up to anyone. She knows she has to fit in with the rules, our women are not a free for all men. Lucky Gianluca needs to be put in her place, she needs to be taught a lesson. And on top of that calling me old. Who the fuck does she think she is?I know she’s wild, she has a reputation that proceeds her, she has always been difficult and run around with guys, it is no secret, even though her father locked her in a school for girls, it wasn’t that difficult for her since the boy’s school was only across from her.Did I notice her growing up? Of course, who wouldn’t with her long mane of dark hair that she has always worn long, those emerald eyes of hers, that are like pools you could drown in and watching her grow into a woman with a body that makes men come to their knees and lust after, is sinful. I will not be that man.I may have had some nights where all I could do was think
LuckyYou would not believe it, but I have never been to Nico’s house before, simply because he is old fashioned which suits me just fine, and believes that his Queen to be will not be in his bed until the wedding night. For a man like him it is laughable don’t you think? I mean who lives by those kind of out-dated rules anymore?Only, now in the early hours of the morning with a full moon gracing the dark sky at night, the car pulls up to large iron gates, they are imposing on each wall to the sides are lights that offer me a glimpse of what is to come. The driver presses some keys on a pad on the dash and the gates swing open. Inside are two men one on each side, dressed in black, they look built like brick walls, broad shoulders, mean looking faces and dark eyes. They make me shudder. A man who needs this kind of protection is a man who has many bad things going on. Like I don’t already know.I throw my head back against the car seat. “What’s up Princess? I thought you wanted to se
Nico This impertinent woman is going to be the death of me, why I am going to so much trouble to even consider marrying her is beyond me, only I need the alliance with her family, and she is the only daughter of the Gianluca family. It has been my dream and passion to be The King of all of New York and if I have to put up with her shit, then so be it. Sooner or later, she will bow down to me, she will beg for me, I will make her surrender. I watch as she climbs the stairs and move aside for her to move past me, I notice how her hips move from side to side, is she fucking taunting me? I wonder if she is doing this on purpose, shaking that luscious ass at me. I clench my fists by my side as I follow behind her into my entrance hall, it’s large and circular with a domed ceiling hand painted by the best artists in the world, a blue sky with white clouds, cherubs adorn it. She looks up and gasps. The large crystal chandelier hangs down above the centre, in front of us is the sweeping iron
LuckyI hate, absolutely HATE the way my body responded to his touch, how I succumbed to getting myself off on his knee and then for him to pull away just as my orgasm was about to crash through my body giving me some much-needed release. I can’t recall the last time I had a fuck; it was at least a couple of month’s ago with a couple of guy twins and a female hooker I ordered. Sure, I like a foursome it gives me such pleasure to have a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy, whilst a girl sucks on my tits. I know some girls would shirk at this but so what, I am Lucky Gianluca, and I will do as I please and nothing or nobody will stop me. Least of all Nico Santangelo.He looks flustered like he has lost control as he rakes his long, lean fingers through his long dark hair, it falls to his chin and curls at the bottom. If I wasn’t so in hate with him, I’d think it was sexy and want to run my fingers through it. I can only imagine he uses the best shampoo and conditioner as it shines even
Nico“Your room is ready.” I clap my hands and a different woman comes in, she’s in her mid-forties, I know because I personally hired her. Her hair is slicked back and a bun is at the base of her head. She’s wearing all black, a pants suit with a red button-down shirt and high heels. I’d guess they’re a pair of Louboutin heels. She looks well-presented and put together as always.“Aurora show our guest to her quarters and make sure that Maxim is outside at all times.”“As you wish, Nico.” She runs her hand over my shoulder my eyes do not waver from Lucky’s. Is that a hint of jealousy I see as she narrows her eyes assessing the situation? She needn’t worry, Aurora is one of my closest detail, she’s a killer, an assassin. She came to me looking for work fifteen years ago and never left. I like her by my side, she can be disarming when I take her to meeting with her cheekbones so high they could cut glass, her narrow well-defined nose and her arched eyebrows. One day she will leave me, w
LuckyThe room isn’t what I expected, for a start I thought it would be dim, dark colors, reds and black. Austere like him only I did see the weakness in him when he was checking me out. The way his jaw tightened and clenched, I wonder if he is in his suite of rooms getting himself off. The tension between us was strong as much as I hate to admit that it was. My panties are soaked. The woman leaves me as I step inside the double doors.Two pale blue sofas are facing one another in the middle of the first part of the suite, a marble coffee table of rose sits between them, white cushions look soft enough to bury my face into. A large vase of pale pink roses sits atop the table. They are fresh, I am wondering if he had this all planned and not just a spur of the moment decision to bring me here tonight. And what is his end game in doing so in any case? We agreed as part of the arrangement that I would not step inside his jail until we were married. Yet this does not resemble anything dar