~Kai~I drew incoherent figures on her forearm; her skin was silk under my calloused thumb. The night drifted at a snail’s pace, my thoughts juggled back and forth on what had been, the present, and what will be.The mansion's guest rooms were identical. A queen-size bed, its headboard thrust on the wall, a sliding door opening to a balcony across it. I hadn’t left Benny’s side, not for the lack of trying, but every time I’d stand to close the sliding door, her hand suspended over my torso would tighten, and she’d whimper, ‘don’t leave me.’She drawled the words like a helpless child calling to her mother at night, afraid of the monsters lurking under her bed. Though she knew it wasn’t her mom holding her. In my last attempt to disentangle myself from her vice hold, she called my name, effectively keeping me from trying again.Fear was a human’s natural response to danger, threat, and pain. I’ve met a handful of people who feared nothing, not even death. But they weren’t born that way
~Benny~Before Melanie, every fiber of my being was keen on avoiding Kai at any cost. And when tomorrow comes, I’d lounge in my safe haven in Colorado, far, far away from him.But fate was a bitch. It reminded me that nothing lasts forever. The peace I’d been relishing has come to an end.Surprisingly, Kai could still thaw the fear induced by my nightmare. For months after the island, I dreamt of Kai leaving me. Instead of Markus, the man in the shadow waited in the living room. A good night’s sleep had been scarce for three months straight. Some nights were worse than others. I’d scream, waking up soaked in tears and sweat. Markus allowed me time to deal with it on my own until he couldn’t take it any longer. He urged me to seek professional help.A traumatizing experience triggered the nightmares; it’s what Sandra, my psychiatrist, said. It’s not fucking rocket science. Markus said it was safe to tell her the truth, so I did. Her conclusion, my experience with Tony, triggered my nig
~Kai~My knuckles sliced through the air, hitting the punching bag. It curved in the middle as the chain jiggled from the bar where it hung. Sweat coated my skin, my hair clung to my neck and forehead as I tried to control my breathing. I swiped a hand over my forehead, noting the red spots on the bandage wrapped around my knuckles. Hours of channeling my frustration into this sandbag had my knuckle skin peeling off.“You okay?” Hunter sauntered inside the training room, dropping his bag with a thud on the floor, echoing in the cacophony of my hiss and punch.“Yeah,” I stepped back, shaking off the cramp settling in my ankles. I worked on my rhythm, ignoring the pain, and began throwing combinations again. “Why wouldn’t I be?”Physically, I’m in good shape. Mentally, not so much.I woke up alone in Benny’s room. Anger dug its claws into my chest when I realized she had left without even saying a word.Klaus said Benny flew to Sicily with Markus. She’ll stay there for the time being wh
~Benny~The contrast between ‘Rylee the assassin’ and ‘Rylee as Mrs. Martinelli’ mirrors day and night. Her eyes were void of emotion when she killed Melanie. She was a woman with one mission: eliminating her target. But right now, watching her breastfeed Ramona while Mikael played with the caterpillar xylophone beside her, I couldn’t imagine she could be the same woman who saved me from Melanie.She eyed Mikael with immeasurable fondness, releasing Ramona, crawling toward his brother.It’s been two days since we arrived in Sicily, and Rylee spent their afternoon under the shade of the old oak tree. The twins love playing on the blanket, Mikael in particular. He’s fond of the outdoors, his curious eyes following every moving animal and insect he sees. On the other hand, Ramona was content sleeping or sitting beside her mom; she was timid.Rylee lifted her gaze to me as I approached, carrying a tray of snacks. I made club sandwiches for Rylee and me, while the twins never tired of eati
~Kai~Until the morning Benny ghosted me, I was convinced that what I did two years ago was for the best. Truth be told, I didn’t ponder much on the consequences of my actions back then, not for the long run, at least. I trusted Benny would go back to her life in Paris - pre-Tony, pre-mafia, pre-me - not delve deeper into this life.Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy she’s with her family, but everything I did ricochet in my face.“We’re here, Signore.” The cab driver met my gaze through the rearview mirror.My head was buzzing, but not drunk enough to get through whatever shit was waiting for me inside that mansion.I pulled out my wallet, counted a hefty bill, and handed it to the young cabby. His eyes went wide, staring at the money. “This is too much-” his voice was muffled when I slammed the door shut.When he picked me up from the bar, he hesitated in driving me to the Martinelli mansion. It didn’t come as a surprise; public vehicles rarely cross this side of town.I didn’t look back
~Benny~Klaus’ plan was simple, a game of cat and mouse, and I would be the bait.I have to trust he knew what he was doing. He wasn’t named as the scheming mafia prince for no reason, was he? Besides, he cared too much to put me in danger, hence assigning Kai as my babysitter again. I have very little understanding of this plan. My part in it was simple: live the life I used to have. Easy peasy? I thought so too, but the moment the cool Paris spring air smacked me in the face on the tarmac, nostalgia had my eyes stinging, and my chest tightened.To make this font believable, Kai and I will stay in my old place. Klaus sent a team to redecorate it to accommodate the two of us.My landlady Josephine rented me the second floor of her home while she resided on the first, managing her own bakery.It had only been a week since Melanie attempted to kill me, and Klaus’ team transformed my shabby one-bedroom apartment into a magazine-worthy two-bedroom flat. It now had two rooms, a shared ba
~Kai~ My nails dug crescents into my palms, taking in the distance growing between Benny and me. She dressed the part of being a bait - too fucking good. She was oblivious to the eyes she gathered, swaying those hips, sashaying towards the VIP lounge. Molars grinding, I pulled deep breaths and belched them out in succession. It took a fucking lot of restraints not to throw her over my shoulder, drive her back to our apartment, and lock her away from these hungry wolves. Benny exchanged a few words with the bouncer. The bulky, bearded guy recognized her and let her through. God fucking dammit. I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood as she ascended the stairs. Her dress was too short, her mile-long legs and perfectly round ass were a sight to behold; my cock knocked on the zipper of my jeans. I couldn’t even wrap my brain around this entire plan. Why the fuck would Klaus use Benny as bait? Did he lose a screw in the head? He cared for Benny too much that this plan surprised the team.
~Kai~ Amanda’s sultry and bold facade crumbled at the first sign of danger. Anyone with eyes would know that she’s merely a pawn, doing her master’s bidding, but I won’t let her off easy. “P-please.” she gasped, eyes misting, clawing at my hand around her throat, losing precious air by the second. “Name,” I growled. “Be… Benny,” she choked. My brows furrowed, my hold on her tightening. “D… danger.” I released her throat, looking over her shoulder. Benny was not in her seat. Fucking hell! I inwardly groaned. How the fuck did I fall for this trick? Like a rag doll, I tossed Amanda on the cushioned couch. She heaved and coughed, scrambling on her feet. Anger pulsed through my veins. I gripped Amanda’s wrist, panicking blue eyes glanced up at me. “Please. I don’t know anything. He said I just need to distract you.” Deep breath. I raked my hair, contemplating for two fucking seconds, and decided to pull out my phone, taking a picture of Blondie. Every second counts. Even if I ha
~Benny~ In the pregnant silence that followed, Klaus’ grin morphed into a frown of confusion and rage, then a mask of indifference. His emotions were suddenly sucked into the black hole of his passive expression as he pushed from the chair, eyes trained on Kai and me. Rylee’s hand covered Klaus’, gripping the knife he used in cutting his fillet. I sucked in a breath. His hands were terribly shaking. Worry raged in my mind. Kai, on the other hand, was as calm as the August wind. His thumb was even drawing circles on my knuckles beneath the table. Like an emotional iceberg, Klaus turned, exiting the dining room towards the lawn. A few moments later, a motorcycle heading for the estate’s entrance rumbled until the sound faded. “I think that’s our cue to leave,” Ghost murmured. “Thank you for inviting us over.” And the rest of Klaus’ men followed him out. Markus, Rylee, Kai, and I remain sitting at the dining table for twelve, with empty plates and glasses. This dinner started so wel
~Benny~Hiding my excitement that Kai and I were finally engaged was like wearing a mask of indifference all day. Rylee caught me too many times grinning like a demented fool to myself, and all those times, I lied about why I was on cloud nine. She knew it had something to do with my weekend escapade in LA, and she’s trying to find out why.But Kai said, for his safety, I had to keep my mouth shut about our engagement. It’s because of Markus and Klaus’ stupid bet. I’ve been on a mission to get Rylee to spill hints about what was at stake.“So…” I bumped Rylee’s hip with mine. “Do you know what Klaus has been up to these days?”Rylee pinned me with a sideway questioning glance. We were in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the family and our guests. Klaus invited his team to celebrate successfully putting up MiRa Investigation and Security. He named his security company after Mikael and Ramona.“He’s always up to something.” Rylee turned back to the three fillets in the cutting board, s
~Benny~I tripped once and almost fell on the bathroom floor while freshening up and changing into the red baby doll I bought specifically to seduce Kai. My heart drummed in my chest as I entered the bedroom; Kai sat on the edge of the bed.His gaze lifted to mine, a crease on his forehead, his eyes traveled down the length of me.I shifted in my bare feet, chewed my lip, and wondered if I’d get punished for not following his instruction. The danger lurking in those darkening gray eyes should bother me as he took in the thinness of my dress, but I felt the opposite. It stirred my libido to life. A zeal for the dark promise of his heavy-lidded gaze started to brew in my belly.I didn’t wear anything underneath this see-through dress. My nipples were pebbled hard, poking through the fabric, yearning for some relief that I knew Kai could give.“Come here,” he commanded in a low growl. My pulse quickened. This is what I want. This is what I’d been waiting for since the night I confessed
~Kai~“Can we have sex now?” Benny grumbled with a pout.The beer I was sipping went down the wrong pipe and came out of my nose. That shit fucking stings. I coughed, slammed a fist on my chest, and stared wide-eyed at Benny. “Damn, baby. Warn a man, won’t you?”We had moved to the balcony. Benny’s bare feet rested across my lap as we languidly drank our preferred alcohol. Wine for her, and I was on my third bottle of beer.I planned to make love to her. My cock had been knocking on my pants since she arrived, but I didn’t want to come as a sex-starved man when I was anything but.We discussed our plans for the next few weeks and agreed to keep our engagement a secret for now. If my assumptions are correct, Klaus will throw a fit if he loses the bet. And I don’t want to be around when that happens. That man does not deal well with losing.Benny blushed, crossing her arms over her chest. “What? We haven’t had sex since Paris. That was two months ago. I thought you won’t be able to get
~Kai~New York dragged longer than I anticipated, effectively slashing the prospect of seeing Benny before I flew to LA off the tables. Klaus dipped into the business of private security. He had the team secure office and training facilities, permits, and background investigation on the staff, which will continue the process we’d started. It had to be strategically planned, from putting up private security to hiring our people and targeting our market. After the fiasco with Dominguez, Kino, and Davide, Klaus had been particularly meticulous in hiring employees. Cleansing Martinelli Holdings was a grueling process, like weeding the garden so the flowers could bloom, and bloom did the company did. And Klaus saw the need to have his own legal private security for all their businesses. As the current security manager of Martinelli Holdings, Klaus tasked me to establish security in their newly opened hotel. Even with Klaus’ people working with me, I was hands-on in every step that neede
~Kai~Kissing Benny had always been out of this world, always better than the last, and tonight it was sweeter, hotter, and steamier. Maybe because our feelings were finally out in the open.I struggle to pull away from her, remembering where we are. It was fifteen minutes before eleven. Although I wanted more time with her, keeping my word to Markus was at the top of my priorities.Still breathless from my kiss, Benny toyed with the ends of my hair. She was on her tiptoes, lips plump and red from my sucking and nibbling. My hands circling her waist dug into the exposed skin of her tank top, drawing her closer.“Are you sure you don’t want to take me back to your hotel?” she asked coyly, desire sparkling in her eyes.I groaned, grabbing a handful of her ass, rubbing her against me. “Stop, temptress. I promised to get you home by eleven. This is me keeping my word.”A sultry smile tugged at her lips. “Technically, you did.”She was playing me, and it’s fucking working. I missed her so
~Benny~I fought off the smile that was about to tear my face in half, watching Kai slow his motorcycle to a complete stop in the mansions’ roundabout. He was the image of a magazine model in his rugged jeans, vintage gray tee, leather jacket, and biker boots. His hair had been mused to perfection as though he ran his fingers through them a couple of times; either way, he looked good enough to eat.He grabbed the bouquet of roses sticking out from his backpack and jogged the stairs until he stood before me on the threshold.“Hi.” His blinding smile made my heart swoon. “Hey,” I greeted back breathlessly, taming my prancing heart and knocking my ribcage walls.He offered me the flowers, and their soft scent instantly hit my senses. He hesitated for a beat, biting his lower lip before dipping and planting a gentle kiss onto my mouth. “You look beautiful.”Heat bloomed on my cheeks, and I was glad an hour of fumbling over my closet paid off. He told me to dress casually; I ended up with
~Benny~“He asked me out on a date!”Without even a hello, I dropped breathlessly into the couch of Tracy’s office.She smiled at me, her inquisitive brown eyes roaming over my face. From the floor-to-ceiling glass window where she stood, her heels tapped against the sandstone floor as she strutted towards the couch opposing mine.Tracy was in her late thirties, her doll-like face made her look younger than her age. “Did you say yes?” she asked encouragingly.I sank further into the couch, tipping my head back onto the backrest. “I haven’t given him an answer.”It had been a week since Markus’ birthday. Since then, Kai and I have been talking every night, shooting messages back and forth during the day. Our late-night conversation had been the most anticipated part of my day. I waited for his messages and calls like a love-sick puppy.“Is something holding you back?” A slight frown creased Tracy’s forehead. “You’ve been waiting for him to ask you out.”Sitting up straight, I mulled ov
~Kai~My brain went to a gruesome war against my body. Every cell in my body wanted to deepen this kiss, plunder her sweet mouth just like I pictured every day since she left. My brain understood my need, barely muting a protest that we were in a public place, a gathering for her father’s birthday, no less.Reluctantly, I ended the kiss. Benny’s mouth chased mine as I pulled away. My cock jerked. She wanted that kiss as much as I did.I kept my hand around her waist, staring down at her, admiring the red stain on her cheek.Heartbeats passed, yet my mind needed convincing that she was really here. I cupped her jaw and skimmed her plump lips, opening my mouth to speak, but she beat me to it.“I love you.”My heart stills. “What?”Her emerald eyes widen as dinner plates, as surprised as I am. Mouth gaping and closing like a fish out of water, she pressed her eyes shut, gathering her bearings.I was still recovering from her confession when she said, “but we can’t be together.”My wide e