A Few Months Later“You don’t have to do this,” Fernando said.Maria Victoria looked up at the house where her father lived. She knew she didn’t have to do this, which is why it had taken her a couple of months to get to this point. “I know, but I have to.”Her mother had gone to Dante for a reason. She’d made that letter with the hope of her father delivering it. She knew she didn’t have to do any of it.“It will be fine.”“Do you want me to come in?”She did but she also knew she had to do this alone. Leaning across the car, she pressed her lips against his. “I’ll be right back.”She got out of the car and took several steps toward the house. She knew Fernando would have called Dante to warn him they were coming. She hoped in that warning, Ysabella Sebastian had been told to leave, or at least to not be seen. She wanted to see her father in the hope of mending bridges, but the last person she wanted to see was his wife.Maria Victoria stood at his door and then lifted her hand to kn
My name is Leonardo Sebastian Franco, son of Fernando Giordano Franco. Only the strongest survive. I am strong. I am powerful. Now, I want to survive together with my Mafia Family.I have twins (a boy and a girl) and another girl ensued with Luna Belle Fernandez.Alessandra Franco POVRome, ItalyOf all the things on my to-do list today, getting myself kidnapped was not one of them.I count five of them. Maybe six, but I can’t be sure. Three guards watch over me today because this was supposed to be a routine cash pickup. My men are quickly incapacitated. Before I even have the chance to blink or draw the gun hidden in my jacket’s inner pocket, someone throws a bag of thickly woven black cloth over my head and disarms me.I can’t see a thing. The bag smells sour with sweat. My hands are forcefully bound behind me with what I can only assume are thick zip ties. I scream bloody murder, kicking and thrashing with all my might as someone grabs me by the arms, lifts me off the pavement, and
Alexander Mancini POVRome, ItalyThe moment I get the words out, Zandra immediately uncrosses her legs and tries to kick me in the groin. I’m prepared for it, could see the thought boiling behind those pretty blue eyes of hers. With one hand, I’m able to grab her by the knee and force her down.“Easy, princess,” I say lightly. “This doesn’t have to be hard. All you have to do is be a good little girl and—”She slams her head forward, nailing me with a perfectly placed head butt. Thankfully, the difference between our angles means she can’t put all her strength behind the move. Still, I’m forced to take a step back, growling as I check my nose. Thankfully, I’m not bleeding. A good thing, too, because I’d hate to ruin my favorite suit.“Touch me again and I’ll bite your fucking hands off!” she hisses, her plump upper lip curling into a sneer.I guess it’s true what they say—redheads are fiery. Over the past few months, I’ve had my brothers watch her from afar. I’ve only seen her throu
Alexander Mancini POVI enter my office and lock the door behind me, treading across the carpeted floor toward my desk. My workspace is nothing to write home about. A couple of fake plants, old and tacky wallpaper, and a lazy ceiling fan rotating round and round. And it’s exactly how I want it. The decor screams ‘humble company owner.’ Nobody would blink twice at me or suspect me of wrongdoing. Everything is modest and understated.I do not need flashy jewelry, overpriced sports cars, or imported Cuban cigars. What I want is to fly under the radar, to be underestimated. That’s how I’ll ensure Alexander Mancini’s success. Nobody will see us coming, and when they do— it will be too late. I retrieve the burner phone hidden in the top drawer of my desk, the device still in the packaging. It was a major pain in the ass trying to track down Leonardo Franco’s number—it’s not like a mafia leader advertises that sort of thing—but after weeks of diligent work, I managed to track down a guy who
“I think they’re an up-and-coming Mancini,” Dad answers honestly. “You haven’t overhead any names, have you?”“No, they’ve been pretty careful about that.”“I figured as much.”“What do they want from us?”“The one in charge asked me to retire.”I struggle to keep a straight face. “Seriously?”“They want me to transfer all our assets and territory to them. Once I’ve done so, they’ll return you to me.”“Please say you didn’t agree to any of it.”“Don’t worry, I’m not going to give him what he wants.” “Good,” I grumble. “So, what’s the plan?”“I need a bit more time to prepare an extraction,” Dad says. “Do you think you’re in immediate danger if I let them stew?”I lean back in my seat, glaring up at the Boss. “No. I’m the only leverage he has. Ninety percent sure he won’t follow through. I can hold out a little while longer.”Dad chuckles. “That’s my girl. I’ll come get you as soon as possible. Reinforcements are on the way. Your aunts and uncles are all here to help. This will be ove
“When asked, the witness stated she saw the Mancini Brothers Taxi Company logo on the side of the car. Rather interesting, don’t you think?”“Surely she’s mistaken. There are plenty of other taxi companies in the city. Perhaps she confused one of our vehicles with someone else.”“Perhaps,” he says noncommittally. “Would you mind if I look around?”I set my jaw. I have two options here. The first and most instinctive thing to do is tell him to fuck off. He could be lying about the witness to try and garner a reaction out of me, and he frankly has no grounds to search. I could claim harassment and be done with it, but that would make me look guiltier.My second option is to agree to his request. Dangerous, considering I have Sandra locked up in the taxi depot’s supply basement. I want the man to think I have nothing to hide, except that’s the furthest thing from the truth. If he finds her, it’s all over. There’s got to be an alternative.With a confident smile, I gesture to the door. “B
Zandra Franco POV“Come on, Ms. Franco,” the guy says as he holds the spoon up to my lips. “You have to eat something. Do you really want to starve to death?”I turn my face away with a huff. It’s been three days since I started my hunger strike. I trust these assholes as far as I can throw them. I know I’m a high-value hostage, so the chances that they’ve poisoned my food and water are slim, but I’d rather not take any risks. For all I know, they could have mixed everything up with a powerful sedative to keep me compliant.Like fucking hell.I glare at the man feeding me. There’s something strange about him. I’ve been observing them all very carefully the past few days, and I’ve noticed the other men don’t treat him with the same level of respect. They never include him in group huddles, and never bother talking to him unless he speaks first. He’s an outcast, shunned for reasons I don’t yet know.But I’m going to find out.“What’s your name?” I ask hoarsely. The back of my throat is
Alexander Mancini POVFor the love of all that is good and holy—what the hell am I doing?I never should have kissed her, let alone twice. More importantly, I shouldn’t have let Zandra Franco get under my skin. It must be her superpower or something, because the moment I was trapped in her blue-eyed gaze, I was no longer myself. Logic and common sense toppled straight out of my head and catapulted themselves out of the window.It can’t happen again.I’ve got too much on my plate right now and I can’t afford the distraction—no matter how gorgeous and delicious that distraction might be. My entire focus should be on building up the Bernardino, not on the taste of Zandra’s lips and the sound of her languid moan ringing in my ear.Fuck.I trudge up the stairs to the ground floor and march straight across the depot. Several mechanics tip their heads out of respect as I pass, but I pay them no mind. Right now, I’m too fucking steamed. I’m convinced Zandra Franco must be a witch. How else am
She nodded to Damon, ready for anything they wanted.Damon worked the engorged head of his cock against her as Daniel sank her fully over him. And then Damon was pushing inside her. Filling the tight little cunt with his massive, cum soaked cock and making her breathe so heavily stars danced in her eyes.The girth of his shaft felt different to Daniel’s, yet just as filling. Stretched over two massive cocks she began to rock her hips, needing to fill them both and move inside her.Damon pulled out and drove back in as Daniel did the opposite, setting a rhythm. Damon claimed her pussy with every stroke and when he pulled out this time her channel clenched around his shaft, eager for the orgasm they teased from her.A low, strangled cry dragged Damon’s attention to her mouth. He devoured her lips and her moans. Took control and she passed it over.She buried her hands in his hair. “Not yet, baby, not yet hold that climax. We’ll tell you when you’ll give it to us.” His ragged order serve
“Here’s your chance to run, Anya.” Damon rested his large hands on her ankles and his gaze on hers. Long wisps of hair played at his temples lending a dark, dangerous vibe to the man she loved.Her heart rate spiked.Run?Daniel growled long and low and the vibrations fed into her soul.“Anya,” he whispered.Her breath caught at the intense look in his eye.Did she dare? Three steps past the threshold they would have her pinned in their arms and making sure she knew she wasn’t getting away. No way she’d make it back to Manila, that was for damn sure.Hot molten stares followed her every move as she uncurled her legs from Damon’s touch and glided to her feet. Her leg felt better, stiff, but not enough to keep her from walking.As predicted, she managed three steps before her fingers entwined with hers. Gentle but firm. Warm lips caught her knuckles pulling a heavy sigh from her lips. From beneath hooded eyes, she watched Daniel sidle up to her and wrap an arm around her middle as Damon
An hour and a pile of papers the size of a small cat later, Damon slipped the key in and stepped aside as Daniel carried her up the back stairs.“You know I could have walked, right?”“Where’s the fun in that,” he scoffed. “Besides, I have to get practice in for when we put a ring on that beautiful hand of yours.”She laughed. “So who’s name did I get to carry?” She knew for a fact she couldn’t marry them both.Damon kissed her forehead as he held the door open for them. Her smile widened and her heart swelled with so much love. Love for both of them and she still couldn’t wrap her mind around the fact she had a tiny, innocent baby inside her. She splayed her hand over her stomach.Daniel pressed his lips close to her ear. “You’re going to look gorgeous when you’re plump with our baby.”She smiled. “I guess this is going to be home for a little while yet.”“If that’s okay with you? We can look for a bigger place once you can move around without any leftover pain.”Staying here couldn’
Damon’s dark head tilted, his mouth turning up into a wide grin. “Which is another topic we’ll need to discuss. I’m going to miss the quiet time we had up at the cabin. Just the three of us.” He raised her hand to his mouth and kissed the tips of each of her fingers. “We had planned on fucking you long and hard by the waterfall.”Daniel turned from the window. “Which we did.”Wow. What was it about these two men that left her breathless? She smiled at them both. “I remember.”“Then we’d planned on tying you up to our bed and covering every part of your body in our milk.”“Tits, ass, and pussy. You would have been dripping with our cums.”Her mouth fell open a little. Wow. Her body thrummed with an instant rush of need.“Mr. Castillo. Mr. Santillan. Be glad that part of your ‘plan’ failed or your day would have turned out completely different.” They all turned to the door and the newcomer to the room and Anya wanted to melt into the floor. Red. Her face, neck, and every other part of h
She pushed out of Daniel’s arms and stood then regretted it immediately as she fell forward. Rupert, moved to steady her, looking pointedly at her leg where the fire had left a small burn and her head where blood trickled down from her temple.“You’re men are lucky to have such a determined, loyal woman by their side.”Water welled behind her lashes. “Thank you for being here today. I don’t know how you knew, but I’m glad you arrived when you did. I’m not sure Daniel would have held back much longer.”“John and Rene called. Don’t shed any tears for that old man. He is a horrible person as I am sure your men will tell you if you haven’t already seen it for yourself.”She nodded.The fire of anger and pain that ate at her ebbed. “You’re right.”Daniel and Damon stood to either side, their body heats a balm to her nerves.She wobbled forward as her men supported her on either side. She reached for Rupert’s hand, holding his gaze. She turned to look at Damon and Daniel. “I think I can spe
Water blasted from the tip of her hose and she started watering down the dry grass. Damon did the same beside her while Daniel started digging a huge fire line through the grass. Given the strength of the wind, she didn’t hold out much hope but it was something.Dry grass crunched underfoot and cinders scattered through the weeds, causing small pockets of fire to spread along the empty field. She caught as many as she could but the fire was jumping.They worked together moving as a team trying to save as much of the property as possible. Over the ledge of small hills, a blur of dust kicked up about a mile out.“Oh thank God! Look! The cavalry is here.”John and Rene pulled up in a rolling tumble of dirt, their red rig a beautiful sight. Another one pulled up beside them filled with water from the looks of it.Smoke boiled low across the field like a thick fog and burned her lungs but still, her heart soared and she smiled.“Where’s Damon?” Daniel called out coming in from the field, e
“Who knows, maybe Rupert has a hand in this. Maybe he decided he didn’t like going against the grain after all.”They bounced along the back road, Daniel finding every damn pothole there was in the dirt road and slamming into it. If they made it to the house without breaking an axle it would be a miracle.She couldn’t say she knew any of the men they spoke about personally. The class had kept her busy during the days, and then waiting tables in the afternoon for extra cash only left her with the time she spent with her men. Damon threw an arm out in front of her when Daniel took a dip in the road too fast.“You remember what Ethan and Remy said, Daniel. We heard it too. Rupert is looking for allies, not enemies. Looking to clean up his family name.”“How the hell can you be so sure? Can you trust him?”“Daniel’s right, Anya. We can’t measure a man by his family’s bad deeds. He has to earn his reputation on his own merits. So far, he’s done nothing to us but help when we needed him.”D
Damon reached around and rubbed her clit with soft, gentle strokes as they both stretched her tight channel around their thick girths. She gasped, muscles shaking. The feeling of being stretched beyond anything she had ever felt before consumed all her senses. Her walls clenched, making both men groan. The deeper they sank the tighter the fit until she could feel their every pulse, every throb of need in their cocks.A pinch of pain followed the burn of the pressure as they stretched her hot, greedy pussy.She panted, and every muscle in her body shook. She clawed at Daniel’s shoulders. The pressure. it was too much.The burn. Fire tore through her, so delicious and torturous. A pain she wanted but never thought possible.She splayed her hands over Daniel’s broad chest and his heartbeat hammered against her palms.“Breathe, baby. If it’s too much, tell us and we’ll stop.”She nodded to Daniel’s words. “No,” she gasped. “No.” She pressed back. Slowly. Wanting them to fill her, stretch
Her lips parted and she moaned around his thickness as Daniel buried his dick in her mouth until he tapped the back of her throat.“Breath in, baby, I want to feel that throat on the tip of my cock every time I sink in.”She gagged around him and pushed him deeper, tears watering her eyes.He pulled out giving her time to catch her breath then did it all over again, this time she took him deeper for longer.“You’re fucking perfect, baby,” he whispered, cleaning her face of the few drops of tears that had spilled down her cheeks.Leaning in she gathered his balls in her hands and sucked each of them into her mouth gently while working his length from base to tip.“Fuck, that’s it. Grip his cock harder, work him faster.”Behind her, Damon delivered a series of sharp smacks one after another until her whole body tingled and hummed with a wave of pleasure she’d never known before. She cried out around her mouth full of Daniel’s balls letting them slip from her mouth on a whimper.She coul