Chapter - 3

𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃

𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄

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"Come on."

I followed behind him - he passed the crowd to lead me to an elevator on the corner of the hall.

I didn't know this was connected. But where exactly are we going? Another man, huskier than Nicolas followed behind us. He is in a black suit which makes him look terrifying as hell.

Is it okay to say that I am a little scared?

when we stepped into the elevator I asked him. "Where are we going?" Thankfully the big guy didn't follow us here. He glanced at my alarmed face and smirked.

"That guy is my bodyguard," he assured.

did I say that out loud?

"Why do you need a bodyguard for?" I found myself asking - interested why he needs one. "Some questions sugar, I recommend you don't ask."

Sugar.

That is kind of rude but I get it many people don't like to talk about their work 24/7. The elevator opened to a penthouse - he escorted me in and offered me a seat.

He discarded his jacket as he made his way to a cabinet. "Wine or scotch?"

A wine cabinet, nice.

"scotch," I replied. Although I am already a little drunk, if he is offering then why not. I looked around admiring the expensive Italian marble of the floor. I'm drunk for sure.

I looked at him again watching him took out an old bottle with a label of '78 in the front.

This must cost a fortune, is he on something?

"Don't open that!" I kind of yelled stopping him midway. He glanced at me with a brow raised.

"I mean that is '78, there is no way in hell I am drinking that precious drink." He rolled his eyes and continued filling the glasses. "Yeah? whys that," he says dropping ice cubes in the glasses.

"You should put it back in the cabinet. It's precious. " Call me old-fashioned but I think cool things should be collected and conserved.

But he didn't listen to me either way. With both of our drinks in his hands, he made his way toward me. Dropped my glass on the table in front of us.

"You know a lot about liquor."

I chuckled. "I am just a fan - are you sure you want to drink it?" This is not the first time someone said this to me. I like expensive things and owning antique finessed wines is one of my favorites.

I took the glass in my hand and admired the way it fits in my hand, swirling it around coating every corner of the glass.

If this isn't true love I don't know what is.

"How are you here tonight, sugar?" He asks completely ignoring my last question. I gave him a skeptical look, it's all the alcohol doing - I swear.

"Are you calling me that because you can't say my name?" My name is Indian that just makes it difficult for people to pronounce it here.

He smiled gulping his drink.

"Drink," he ordered and I shifted my eyes from him to the glass of scotch in the front. His voice is so powerful I will do anything this man says.

For tonight.

He leaned forward and a spurt of adrenalin streaked through my chest at the thought of his lips on me. He kissed my bare shoulder, I dropped my grip on the glass to touch him.

On instinct, I placed my hand on his muscled thighs. In a flick, he turned my head with his giant hands and took my mouth in his.

His mouth was rough, but his tongue was gentle in exploration. A shiver went through me.

I can feel the wetness in between my thighs, I clench my legs.

The kiss ended leaving us both fainting, catching our breaths. He didn't waste any time and grabbed my hand to take me to a room.

He roughly tossed me on the bed making me yelp and smirk at the same time. I like it rough.

He hovered over me within a minute and kissing me again.

This kiss is nothing like the one outside it is demanding, dominating. My body burns under him, I can feel the tension growing in his body too.

Maybe it's the whiskey but I feel I'll die if I didn't have him tonight.

I want him in me, filling me up.

He moved to kiss my neck, his hands working their way to the zipper on my dress wanting to get me out of it.

I focused my eyes on his muscled chest - He is double my size, having him on top of me feels so hot.

I helped him get rid of his shirt and he did the same. "Dio sei Bellissima," he whispered making me blush.

Me Beautiful, because we are both drunk.

He assaulted my neck again making me a moaning mess. His hands got hold of my breasts and he gave them both a tight squeeze making me yelp again.

He made his way to my breasts, skillfully taking one nipple in his mouth and messaging the other with his hand. These feelings are so foreign to me I scratched my nails on his big biceps to suppress the noises coming out of my mouth.

He let go of the last one with a pop and attacked my mouth again. I kissed him hard this time and rubbed my already wet pussy on his hands. I need a release so bad. He groaned and put his hands in my legs.

"Pazienza sugar," he opened my legs and kissed me again nestling his face between my legs.

God, is he going to eat me out? I can feel my heart hammering in my chest. My breathing is uneven, I just want him in me.

He made his way to my belly planting kisses all the way down to my clit. I tuck at his hair, hard as he started licking and kissing my clit.

"Very nice." He whispered, licking his lips to taste my essence. Making me shivered again.

I can feel my orgasm building, "Please." His fingers entered me making me go all crazy.

"Come for me, sugar."

That is all I needed I come and come hard. My body is literally on cloud 9. He didn't waste time after this. He let go of his pants along with his boxers, taking out a condom from it.

And positioned himself between me.

He rubbed his dick in my opening coating it with my juices. I looked at his dick, terrified that, that thing won't fit.

"You are too big for me," I utter looking right at him. "You are ready now." He says kissing me again and getting on top of me, he entered me slowly.

Taking my moans in his mouth with the kiss, this man.

He entered me fully and moved inside of me, making my eyes roll back. I can feel his dick filling me, stretching my pussy. He groaned loudly, his hands roaming all around my body, his tongue kissing me in all the right places.

"You feel so good," he whispered in my ear pacing his thrusts. His thrusts are hard and fast I'm pretty sure I will have my second orgasm in seconds.

I think I lost count of how many times I orgasmed, the groans coming out of his mouth makes me want to never stop doing this.

I felt the muscle on his back stiffened and I know he is going to come. His very masculine and hot-as-hell groan left his mouth and finally, he comes. I closed my eyes, the orgasms I just had are the best I ever had.

I am already exhausted. He dropped to my right fainting from his orgasm too.

I didn't know if I say good night to him or not. I just closed my eyes and fell asleep.

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Nicolas's pov

I woke to an empty bed which I am not going to lie, amazed me. This is the first time any girl I slept with left my bed without me threatening her to leave.

I rubbed my eyes recalling the events of last night. My brother, my younger brother is getting married, to a girl, he has known for just some months.

The announcement was shocking for every one of us, including Me.

Truth be told, I think he is way too young to get married. I'm 27 will turn 28 in a month, and getting married is still the last thing I want to do.

I know my brother is better than relationships than any of my cousins but getting spousal that is a big deal.

I'll just do what he wants though, he is my brother and if marrying a girl makes him happy then I won't get in his way.

Jesus.

I remember the girl I met too, she was something else. The very minute my eyes landed on her I knew I needed her. And it seems like she needed it too. The sex was spectacular. The way her small frame fit under my big body made me so freakin hard. Everything about her made my dick twitch.

And burying myself inside of her was all worth it. She took whatever I gave. I've never had a woman like her before, maybe I'll just ask my men to get me her address.

She can be my little secret.

.

"Where were you?

"Somewhere," I replied bored. I'm in my study and found Uncle Roman already waiting for me.

"I called you last night you didn't pick my call. I arrived at your house first thing in the morning and you were not here."

"That doesn't matter where I was. Tell me the thing so important you come here this early."

"Your brother is getting married." He stated and fixed his eyes on me, does he expect a reaction from me? Because no I'm not giving any.

"Yeah."

"Yeah? He is 24 hardly. You are going to just let him get married?"

"I am, he is my brother and he can do anything he wants. And if you are afraid of him telling our secrets to some girl don't, because he barely himself has any knowledge of the business."

"Hmmm, so let's get to work then." Uncle took out a file from his folder and handed it to me.

"Call Nora and tell her to bring me coffee will you," Uncle told me. I called Nora my housekeeper and asked her to bring 2 cups of coffee for us both.

The file is about Giovanni's. Their eldest son probably is dead or he ran away because he was too pussy to take the Giovanni crown. And now his cousin Dante V Giovanni is taking his place at the top.

"Dante? He is a sick fuck!" There is something wrong with this family's brain. Of all the people they can make their king they choose Dante that fucker has no limits. In our business, business is kept separated from families but that sick fuck doesn't understand shit.

"He is and the worst part is he is anything but our friend."

"We can just kill him and be done with it," I suggested. This is the only logical solution for him.

If we didn't kill him now he will cause us trouble in the future. And that would be hard to cure.

"We shouldn't, you see I know he is sick and twisted. But there is no other leader left in their clan. And if we play our moves right he can be a nice asset to us.

"How the hell is he useful to us?" I asked again getting annoyed by these long talks. Come to the damn point.

"He is dark and sick. Darkness rob man the power to think clearly, for the next couple of years we can pretend to be his friends, let him play the game however he likes. And when we know that his darkness has made him mad. We will kill him at his lowest and then his whole cartel will be under us."

His whole cartel, our is bigger than them but that doesn't mean there is no money in theirs.

"Think about it. Yeah?"

"No, I don't need to think about it. We will do it, we can get our competition out and we will get money. It's a win-win."

"That's my boy! Then get ready tomorrow is the party where they will announce him as their heir."

"Va been," we can propose our friendship to them tomorrow.

This process is going to take time but I think it will be worth it.

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Ayushi's Pov

God, how the hell am I supposed to walk. Nicolas did a number on me alright. My neck is covered in hickeys, he is a grown man he should've known better.

I don't have to say more. My body is the living and walking proof that that man is a beast.

I need to wear something with a full neck to work now. Or else Marisa will make me want to kill myself. I wore a white turtle neck with a beige coat, I hope this will okay.

I took my car keys from the counter and locked my apartment. I forget I am supposed to take my car for service too. I started my car and turn on the radio for some music.

I arrived at my office late, and no one is surprised. I am a professional but everyone has their days. When I reached my floor I found everyone gathered around in a group. Doing God knows what?

"Good morning guys," I say and waiting for you to turn around but they are all so busy in their talks. "Good Morning Guys!" I shouted that gave me their attention.

My eyes dart to Marisa standing in the middle with a big diamond in his hand. So everyone is not surprised because I arrive late. After all, they are busy with this.

I did congratulate her yesterday but someone can never get enough of happy news. "Congratulations, that diamond is so big," everyone in the room laughed and I joined them to in their little group meeting.

Marisa happily gave everyone a big smile and thanked everyone.

I checked the time and it's late a lot lately. Boss will kill me if he knows what we are doing here.

"Guys, I suggest getting back to work," I ordered everyone and asked Marisa to meet me in my cabin

"I have some emails from the company we made that last project. Marisa can you take a look at them please."

" I will. "

" Ayushi, Mr.Salvatore has set up a meeting with you and Brandon from the 23rd floor, past office houses."

"Past office hours? Where is he right now?"

"He is not here, I think it is something important he seemed nervous. "

Nervous, Mr. Salvatore? That's something new.

"Okay, guess we will see."

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