Nico
Why must she be so disobedient and why must she be so defiant? It is turning me on, and she is the last woman alive I want my dick to react to, yet it does and it’s aching inside my tuxedo pants. Surely, she can feel my arousal through my pants as I hold her close to me.
“You can threaten me all you like, Santangelo, your words do not scare me. I know you won’t kill my father just to have the entire city. That is a cowardly thing to do. Why can’t you just be happy with what you have like our father’s were and our grandparents?”
I watch as her full, red lips move. I want to crush her lips with mine, taste her and feel her tongue dancing and swirling around my mouth. Fuck it, I want to feel her sliding her tongue and mouth up and down my cock. I am raging for this challenging woman. They did warn me, my three brothers that Lucky Gianluca was not one to be messed with, that she has her own agenda when her father passes away and on top of that, they warned me that she wasn’t the silent dove type of woman who would yield to me and give me what I want without a fight.
Well, let it be said. I have never resisted nor walked away from a challenge in my life. This will be no different. I grasp her waist tighter. “You are hurting me.” She hisses at me.
“Just shut the fuck up and smile as if you are enjoying it. People are watching. We will give them something to admire, something to look up to not a hissy little brat who cannot get her own way.”
“Oh, fuck you, Santangelo. Everyone knows the only reason I am in this ridiculous situation is because you have threatened my father’s life. I am sure if you had asked him for his share, he would happily have given it to you.”
“You are wrong, I told him I wanted an alliance, but he said no. I told him our families would go to war and he told me so be it. I had no choice. It became a situation of his life or you to be marry me to form the alliance.”
“You are a liar. I hate you. I hate you.”
“Are you this fiery in the bedroom, Princess? Because if you are, I am sure we will make beautiful, passionate love.”
“Love, fuck off, I will never love someone like you. You are greedy and obnoxious you think because you have money and power you can buy everything. Well, for your information neither my heart, my pussy nor my mind will ever be owned by you. I’d rather die.”
I raise my eyebrows at her. She is a fiery little vixen, and I cannot wait until we are married then I will make her beg for my cock to fill her cunt. And trust me, Lucky Gianluca will beg me to fill her up and take her to orgasm like she never has before.
“We will see, Lucky. We will see. I will own you and command you; you will do exactly as I say when I say it.”
“This is 2024 in case you hadn’t noticed, Santangelo. You can’t get away with shit anymore. I can report you to the police, I will run away from you when my father dies of natural causes. I will still only be a young woman, perhaps forty-five maybe. Who knows. But young enough to start again. Once my father passes, I will no longer be under your power or your control.”
“Trust me, you will never want to leave me Princess. I don’t particularly like you either, you are now a thorn in my side, but it is in my side and therefore I will tolerate you. When I tell you to spread your fucking gorgeous legs, you will do so. When I tell you to open your fucking mouth and take my cock deep inside, you will do exactly what I say.”
She balks at me but doesn’t change the way her emerald eyes are narrow and glaring at me like she wants to kill me. I daresay she has brought many a man down to their knees with her feline eyes alone. Lucky Gianluca is one fiery woman I have to respect her for that. This will be an interesting match. Truth be known, I will not force myself on her, no way. Lucky is the type of woman who I want to have to beg me for my cock to be plunged inside her tight, wet pussy. Not thrown on the bed and be commanded to have sex with me.
I’ve never commanded any woman; they drop like flies at my feet. Women can’t get enough of me, not just because of who I am but my looks and the money. They all love the money, they all think they can be the one to be my wife, but they are just whores to me, a pussy for rent for a night. I don’t do relationships; I don’t give my heart away. Having lost my sister at a young age to leukaemia and my father not that long ago, love isn’t on my radar.
“It will never happen, Santangelo. Never. If you want my cunt and my mouth you are going to have to prize them open with a crowbar. You may be able to treat other women like whores but not me. I would rather sew my own slit up than allow you in there.” She spits out at me. The venom in her voice makes my dick twitch. I must remind myself that I have no tolerance for her other than being a pawn in my game, the larger picture of my life to own New York City on the Streets and have everyone eating out of my hand.
I throw my head back and laugh at her.
“Don’t forget who you are playing with Lucky Gianluca. There are always consequences, and I will not hesitate to deliver. Is that understood? Now fucking shut the fuck up and dance. I want you to give these people a show. Not misbehave like a five-year-old.”
“I hate you, Santangelo. I will hate you until the day I die.” I ignore her and chuckle, she has no fucking idea who she is dealing with. Instead, I pull her closer to me so she can feel the hardness between my legs, her eyes open wide, her lips part, she licks her bottom full lip. I want this woman even though I don’t want to. My heart races in my chest, I can smell the champagne on her breath, feel the warmth of her skin against me. She is slender and feels small in my arms despite her attractive height.
“This is what you will beg for, Princess.” Our eyes clash, the games are only just beginning and there can only be one winner one person who will come out on top.
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.
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