Yeoleobun, I present Marcelo Bianchi π©
"Gentlemen, you're up early. I hope you came prepared. The chilly morning air can be detrimental to your health" I quip walking past them. It's nine in the morning but I'm ready for this day to be over. Dealing with underbosses who happen to be part of the family is tiring. I know how the mafioso values family but I'd rather have men who have earned the position instead of entitled assholes who are always trying to bring me down. Especially if said assholes are related to me. Distant relatives but still relatives. "Despite our age, we are strong Regina. And if by any chance something happens to us, our sons can take our places so don't you worry your pretty head" Rinaldo says. I think in his brain, he still thinks there's a chance for them to dethrone me and have one of their dumb sons as the head of the organization. How I wish I could let those morons take over so as to prove to their fathers how stupid they are. I make them more money every year, always filling their banks while th
PastPast "I won't marry him," I say, my voice strong with false bravado. Papa slaps a hand on top of the table, making me flinch. De Angelo just left after spending the entire night ogling me like a creep. I can't stand him and despite how much Papa hates me, I can't believe he's trying to force me to marry him. "I don't remember asking for your opinion. " "I will die before I marry De Angelo" "Then fucking die, Regina, but know that you will show up to that wedding. Dead or alive" his harsh words tear another piece of my heart away. This is not the man I grew up with. This is not the father who, up until two weeks ago, meant the world to me. Ever since he found out about my relationship with Chris, he changed into someone else. I thought he'd be happy that I found love. That he would only give me a hard time, but eventually agree to my relationship because he loved me and wanted the best for me. How very wrong I was. Now Chris is dead and I'm set to marry one of his as
Past "Fuck! Are you trying to kill us both?" "Sorry boss. She came out of nowhere" Manno says pointing at a figure standing in front of the car. The white dress she's wearing and her concealed face make it look like she's a ghost. "And you didn't run her over because?" "We don't know who she is or why she's here" He's right. I have too many problems to deal with at the moment and a body will only make things worse. But that doesn't mean I want to deal with a whore who is probably here for money. She wouldn't be the first or the last. It's dark outside so I don't know who she is. Not that I would know even if I saw her. "Check who she is and what..." A knock on my window cuts me off. Manno whips out his gun and points toward it. His finger on the trigger and ready to pull it. Rolling the window down, I'm met with an irritated face. "I assume you're Mr. Gambone?" She asks her eyes flicking to the gun pointed at her and then back to me. Bold"And you are?" I know exactly
"Princess, how was your day?" "Okay" She shrugs, handing me her bag "I can't wait until I'm a grown-up and don't have to come to school every day" "It's too early for you to hate school" "You're not any different. Paulina told me how you used to skip class but still..." "Ophelia, how many times have I told you not to listen to the nonsense your nonna says?" "If she comes to my room, I can't ignore her. And she said not to call her nonna because..." "Ophelia? Wait" Someone calls. We both look up to find a woman hurrying toward us. She looks new. I've made it a point of knowing all her teachers and I've never seen her before "I'm glad you're still here" She says waving a book "You left this inside. Remember what happens to those who don't do their homework?""They get more homework. Thank you, Miss Calla" Ophelia says taking her book. "It's fine honey. Just remember to always pack all your stuff" Finally, she looks up and meets my eyes "You must be her father. Nice to meet you. I
"Ma'am, the new recruits have arrived" Right. In the end, Santo and Gianni won. And by win, I mean the other two tapped out, much to the dismay of their fathers. Out of all the men that showed up that day, only one of them deserves to be employed. Gabriel Lefave. He didn't beat Tobia but he didn't lose either. "Where should we assign them?" Alessio, the head of security asks. Remy the head enforcer is standing next to him. I know they're both here because they want Lefave. No one wants to babysit those two morons. But I want to see if Santo and Gianni have potential. If life has taught me anything, it is to never underestimate anyone. Who knows, they could surprise us. "I'm keeping Lefave. You guys get to each pick one of the brats. If you succeed in training them well, Lefave will be yours. Plus a nice fat bonus" "Ma'am, you're overestimating all of us," Remy says "I can turn anyone into a good enforcer. Anyone but those two" "I thought you liked challenges?" "Fine but I'm not m
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause any misunderstanding between you and..." Miss Calla trails off. This is where I'm supposed to explain Regina's position in my life. Ex-wife? Lover? The mother of my daughter? Another man would scramble to explain, even if they don't plan on fucking her more than once but I don't care. Because I know she will overlook everything just to get in my bed. "She's not wrong," I say, finally shifting my gaze to her after Regina's car has disappeared around the corner "I do want to fuck you. We can arrange the time and place but you should know I don't do relationships or feelings" "Uhm, that is... I..." "Let's not pretend that when you escorted Ophelia out, you weren't hoping to catch my attention" Miss Calla scoffs and then straightens her spine, finally dropping the innocent expression on her face "You're right. I am trying to get your attention, Mr Gambone but what woman in this country isn't?" "Good. I'm glad we're on the same pa
That he's an asshole. He just ruined the lives of two cops but here he is, shamelessly trying to wrangle a dinner out of me. Don't get me wrong. Those cops had it coming. When they decided to make him their target, they should have known he would retaliate. They should be happy they got out alive. If luck is on their side, this will end with their suspension. "Is that the only thing you could come up with?" "What do you mean? It was brilliant. Hiring reporters to take pictures and make it look like the cops were harassing me for money? Who wouldn't believe that?" "Me and everyone with half a brain" "Luckily, most people out there don't have half a brain. The chief of police has already called and apologized to me. The guys I hired took down the posts but it's no use. Word has spread already" He sounds so proud of himself. "Good for you" "Thank you. Now back to fixing you. The outfit must go. It's the weekend for God's sake" "What is wrong with my outfit?" "Unless you're going
"Ma'am?" A touch on my arm startles me, cutting my thoughts short. I snap my eyes toward the person, ready to bite their head off only to realize it's my secretary Rita. "What is it?" "Are you okay?" No. I'm far from okay. When I left home years ago, I used to see him everywhere. In every man who walked past me, in the crowd, in my dreams, and even when I was awake, he was always there. Smiling. Telling me everything was going to be okay. At some point, I decided to stay indoors and only spoke to Federico. Funny how he was the only person I didn't mistake for Christian. He used to say it was because his looks were on another level but he wasn't even close to Christian. Why are my hallucinations coming back now? I thought I'd gotten better. "Ma'am? It's time for your meeting with Bianchi. If you're not feeling well I can reschedule it" "No, it's fine. Get the car ready" "It's ready" Of course, it is. I take a deep breath then take my purse and leave. I ha
"You look like a sore loser," I tell Federico sitting at the head of the table. His eyes track my movements, pausing on my chest for a second too long before dropping down to my lap. Then he looks back up to my face but doesn't say anything. He's still miffed about the phonecall from from earlier. Never thought I'd ever see this man pouting and damn if my mind doesn't conjure a mini Federico doing the same. I'd reach over and try to make amends but he started this game. I'm competitive as hell and by now, he should know how vengeful I can be. If he thought he could get me to beg him then I'm afraid he picked the wrong woman. Biting the inside of my cheek to stop myself from smiling, I study him. His intense eyes, straight nose, chiseled jaw, and the five o'clock shadow he's spotting. He has a head full of hair that isn't slicked back today but still looks neat. It's as if he can't bear looking anything other than perfect. Then there's the broad shoulders, muscular arms, and talented
I'd forgotten how vengeful Regina could be sometimes. Never in my life have I felt so helpless. My thoughts are running in circles wondering if what she said was true. Why didn't I think of it? She's young, hot and men fall at her feet. Of course, she was hung up on her dead lover and wasn't ready for another serious relationship. But that didn't mean she'd been alone. I'm the idiot for thinking like that. The thought of Tobia or that fucker Alessio with their heads between her legs makes my blood boil. Especially her head of security. No wonder he's so protective of her and hates my guts. I kick the stupid door angrily, cursing that fucker Vincelli to hell and back. You'd think he was locking a fucking criminal in this room and not his daughter. Why didn't she move to the master bedroom? How did she kill that bastard? Now that I think about it, I don't remember her telling me anything. She walked into this house, shot any man who contradicted her, and took over
My eyes pop open and it takes me a moment to figure out I'm in bed. Then another to register the heaviness across my middle is Federico's arm. He's lying on his stomach with his other hand next to his head snoring. For Someone who is sleeping in my bed for the first, he looks way too comfortable. If I truly wanted to keep his organization, it would be so easy to kill him right now. But luckily for him, I still need him for a few things. And they definitely don't involve him using his mouth, fingers or dick. Or maybe they do. Fuck, I hope one orgasm isn't going to turn me into a lovesick puppy. He was right about me being curious about what else he could do and I'll admit, it's been a long time since a man touched me but that doesn't mean anything. His moving to my house and insisting on staying in my bedroom doesn't mean we're dating. I can want him without falling in love with him. We'll satisfy each other's needs then he can go back to being his old self. I haven't slept with any
"So who was the mastermind?" Regina asks peering up at me. Even without a lick of make-up, she's still the most beautiful woman. And maybe I'm overreaching but the orgasm did wonders. She's practically glowing. I make a promise to myself to give her at least one every day. "Rizzo's cousin," I say playing with her hair, noticing the texture is the same as Ophelia's. She definitely inherited it from her. "I've never liked that bastard and I wouldn't be surprised if he was behind his cousin. Tell me you at least killed him" "Rizzo? Not yet. He's still the mayor. But they should be burying that rat right around now" What I don't tell her is that he sang like a canary before I ended him. I have all his contacts and the evidence he was smart enough to collect. Photos and videos of famous people purchasing men, women, and children. There's also a ledger detailing their sick preferences and how much they were willing to pay. I'll be keeping those for future use. Every one of them is goin
Tarah came through. When I first hired her, we made a deal. She gets to name her price and in return, I get results. Fast. She's never disappointed me. With a name and a location, Manno leaves to go get the guy. I know he's not the mastermind because I've never heard of him. Unless he has a hidden identity, there's someone else behind him. The asshole is playing hide and seek with me and he better hope I don't catch him. A lot of people might want me dead but very few have the guts to try and kill me. Especially in broad daylight. At the moment, I'm in a safe house planning my next move. Depending on what we get from the guy, we'll either be going home or hunting. I would very much like to go home. It's been a few hours since the house burnt down and I'm guessing my men have already found out. Did one of them tell Regina? Is she panicking? I fucking hope she is. There's no way she kissed me like that and then went back to not caring. I regret not doing it while Ophelia was out with
Two Months AgoI watch Regina get in the car after Ophelia and my anger rises to additional levels. Who the fuck thought it was okay to cut my weekend with my girls short? I had to carry Regina out of bed so she could be here. Mostly because I was scared how easy it would have been to lose her. Sometimes, all it takes is a few seconds to kill someone. If that bastard had wanted to kill her, she wouldn't be here. So even though someone already dealt with him, it doesn't mean I've forgotten. I still have a bone to pick with him. It's time people found out just how off-limits Regina is.I thought we'd made progress. She smiled a lot, made jokes, turned her phone off so she could spend time with Ophelia and I thought I could convince her to spend the rest of the day with me. When I suggested we go back, I didn't actually mean I was going to drop her at home. Manno was to take Ophelia to the house so I could get a few more hours with her mother. But these idiots decided to ruin everything.
"A cop? You know who she is and you're still fucking around with her?" Regina bellows, her eyes flashing. Even from where I'm standing, I can see her body vibrating with anger. And any other time, I'd be happy to see her display of jealousy. It means she cares. But not now. Right now, I feel like throttling her because she never listens to anything I say. Never. "How many times do I have to tell you that she's not my girlfriend?" "You showed up with her last night and you've been with her..." "Christ woman, do you ever listen? Or do my words go in one ear and exit the other?" "Do you ever tell me anything? You should have told me who she was the moment you found out, damnit!" "So you could kill her?" "Yes. Unless you're afraid of losing your whore, I don't understand why she's still breathing. Ophelia is off limits and anyone who goes near is as good as dead. No compromises, Federico" I take in what's supposed to be a calming breath but it's not working. An angry Regina is
I must have lost my mind too because my body reacts to his command. My stomach flexing behind the wet clothes and my core clenching. Luckily, his eyes are on my face so he doesn't me pressing my knees together. That makes this whole situation weird and has me questioning my sanity. This madman dropped me in the shower while I was still dressed and I'm turned on? But the thought of having his hands on my bare skin is almost enough for me to forget what an asshole he is. Almost. Knocking his hands away, I take a step back. "Get out" "Not until you wash the remnants of him off you" Okay, maybe borrowing Marcelo's body wash and cologne was a bit diabolical but Federico deserves it. I can't believe I thought being with another man would be cheating while he was probably screwing that bitch every day for the past two months. Anger blurs my vision and I want to punch him until his dick falls off. Ugh, that is so childish. I can think of better ways to make him regret his existence.
"Are you staying or will you go back?" Ophelia asks. "Go back where?" I ask absentmindedly while my fingers flex around the coffee cup in my hand. It's already ten in the morning but Regina hasn't come back. I fucking spent the night here, waiting for her but she never came. I even tried calling her and that crazy woman sent my calls to voicemail. Did she really spend the night with Bianchi? I hope she didn't. Because if he so much as touched a single hair on her head, he wouldn't live to see another day. From the moment she kissed me back, she was mine. Fuck it. She's always been mine. From the moment I laid my eyes on her, she belonged to me. "...Rico" "Yes, principessa. I'm staying" "Here? With us?" I start to tell her that I'll be at my house but pause. Why can't I live with them? Nothing is stopping me from moving in here. My men have been reporting to Regina so it wouldn't hurt if they continued doing it for a while longer. I can stay here and keep an eye on the p