Vincent called Domenico as he drove home. “Hello,” he heard his cousin answer. “Dom, any news on Enzo?” “No,” Domenico regretfully answered. Vincent took a deep breath and ran his hand over his face, “okay meet me at my place. Now,” He hung up without waiting for an answer. He continued the drive and thought about Rebecca. By now his men should be placed around her building. Ensuring that she was safe. That thought made him feel a little more at ease, but he still wanted to find Enzo. He couldn’t let him think that he could get away with the things he was pulling. Vincent pulled his car in front of his building. Throwing his keys to the valet he walked to the elevator. Vincent stepped off on the top floor and paused when he heard a knock on a door. He looked up to find Milena Chaykovsky knocking on his door. Sighing he continued the walk to his apartment. “What are you doing here Milena?” He asked as he reached his door. He watched her turn around and cross her arms sending him a
The next week, Rebecca went about her days as she usually did. She went to work, hung out with Joni and Tobin, and watched tv and fell asleep on the couch. On her way to work on Tuesday, she felt like someone was watching her, but brushed it off. By Thursday she was almost positive that she was being followed. She saw the same man in the lobby of her apartment building and the lobby at the hospital. She tried her hardest to tell herself that it was just a coincidence. That happened three days in a row. Saturday rolled around Rebecca had a lunch date with Joni and Tobin. After they had all ordered she told them about the weird feelings she had been having. “What if it’s Vincent?” Joni says. Rebecca wasn’t sure if she was worried or she thought it was sweet that he may be stalking her. Joni looked between her two friends who both gave her a look. “What?” she shrugged, “you barely know him. You looked hot the night of the gala. Maybe he got hooked.” Rebecca rolled her eyes and looked
Vincent, Domenico, and Gio walked into Francesco office, talking to each other which got his attention. Looking up at his sons and nephew he raised an eyebrow in question. Usually they told him when they were planning to come over and today, they had not.“Can I help you boys with something?” He asked them leaning back in his chair and folding his hands in his lap.Vincent unbuttoned his fitted suit jacket and took it off. He draped it over the back of a chair in front of his fathers desk before sitting down in it. He put both elbows on his knees and held his head in his hands.Francesco looked from his oldest son to the other two men in the room, “what happened?”“Still no word from Enzo,” Domenico answered.“We don’t even know where he is,”Gio added. They both set down on the couch. The chair beside Vincent was empty but neither of them wanted to sit near him. They both had already heard him call them every name in both the English and Italian languages because they had been unsucce
After spending an hour shopping with her mother, Rebecca returned to work. She spent several more hours seeing patients. She was speaking with a woman who was being discharged about her follow up appointment when a nurse came in the room. “Rebecca, someone is here to see you.” Rebecca nodded her head.“Okay I will be there as soon as I finish here,” she told the nurse before turning back to the women. “Miss Sanchez, I need you to get labs done before your appointment next week. Other than that, you are free to go. Just take it easy for the next couple of days,” she finished up before leaving the room.She walked to the nurse's station and looked around looking for who could possibly be there to see her. Her eyes finally landed on Vincent. Her eyes widened in shock. “What the hell is he doing here?” she whispered to herself. “Um... What are you doing here?” She asked him.“I was going to call you, but I was in the area and thought I would see if you had time to talk maybe?” He shoved h
Vincent was waiting for Rebecca when she got off work. She smiled at him as she walked toward him. “You look nice,” she said. “Don't I always?” he frowned and looked down at his suit and tie. Rebecca blushed. “Yes, you do. I just thought I would complement you on it,” she looked down at her feet. Vincent reached out and lifted her head with two fingers under her chin. “You look very nice too,” he nearly whispered. Rebecca felt herself blush again and mentally cursed herself. This blushing thing was out of control. “I’m in scrubs,” she motioned to her work attire. “Any chance we can swing by my place so I can change?” Vincent nodded and they walked out of the building. He opened her door for her making sure that she was in before shutting it and walking to his side to get in. It took twenty minutes to reach Rebecca’s building. Vincent shut the car off and looked at her. “You don’t mind if I come up with you, do you?” He wanted to make sure that her place was secure. He could have
Rebecca stopped screaming out loud but, in her mind she still was. She looked around the room wondering if she could get to the bathroom and lock the door before the man could catch her. Maybe it would be better to run out the door and across the hall to Joni’s apartment. She remembered that it was pretty late and Joni and Isaac were both most likely asleep. She eyed the man as she took deep breaths trying to think of an escape route.“Rebecca? Correct?” the man asked her calmly. She quickly whipped her head to look him directly in the eye. She nodded her head and looked him over wondering if maybe she knew him. His dual brown eyes look as unfamiliar as they looked honest. He was extremely tall; she was sure that she would remember someone as tall as him. “You don’t know me but, I know you. Or of you anyway,” he said as he unbuttoned his suit jacket and took a seat on Rebecca’s couch. She watched him but did not move or say anything. “My name is Dito. I’m here to deliver a massage fr
Rebecca stared at Vincent trying to really take in what he had just told her. After what seemed to Vincent like hours, he watched a smile spread across her face before she burst into laughter. Vincent raised a brow wondering what was so funny. He continued to watch her laugh loudly. She bent over and held her stomach as she laughed harder. Vincent leaned into the back of the couch and waited for her to sober up. When she did, she looked at him with a big smile still on her face. “That was a good one. You want to really explain now?” Vincent shook his head. This was going to be harder than she expected. “I’m serious,” he said in a tone that he hoped would convey just how serious he was. Rebecca looked at her and squinted her eyes. She leaned back and looked at him from head to toe. She took in the suit from their date that he was still wearing. His shoes were polished to perfection. Besides his hair, he was very put together. She thought about the night they met. The way he fought th
The next morning Joni woke up on Rebecca’s couch to pounding. She hadn't gotten drunk the night before so, she assumed it was someone at the door. “Becs!” she shouted not wanting to get up and answer the door. “It’s her apartment anyways. I’m no maid,” she mumbled to herself. The pounding was still happening at the door and Rebecca was not showing her face. Sighing Joni threw her legs over Rosalin who was laying on the other end of the couch and stomped to the door. Swinging it open she came face to face with Tobin. “Good morning, Joni,” she smiled at him and stepped to the side to let him walk in. As she started to shut the door, she noticed Vincent standing to the side talking with the man from the night before. She watched as they shook hands and the man walked to the elevator pushing the button. Turning back to look at Vincent she noticed him looking at her waiting for her to move so he could enter. “What’s going on?” Rebecca asked as she reached the bottom of the stairs. She lo
Five Years LaterIvy“Again!” I shouted as I paced around the group training in hand-to-hand combat. I couldn’t even help the smile that crossed my face as I took in the groups, made of both men and women, as they threw punches, and kicks, and fought to take their partners down.“They look good,” my dad said, stopping me from continuing my pacing. “I think you’re possibly the best Capo we’ve ever had.”I shook my head. There was no way that was possible. He had been amazing and everyone knew that. I work hard to be half as great as he was. “I had a great teacher,” I tell him, bumping his shoulder with mine. “Aren't you supposed to be leaving for Italy?”“Heading to the airport,” he nodded, “wanted to say goodbye and remind you to…”“Call you if I need anything,” I finished for him. He always said the same thing. Even five years after I became Capo, I was still his little girl. “The only thing I need is for you and Mom to enjoy your trip and tell Aunt Lidia that I said hi and send her
IvyI watched Max walk out of my office door and then looked at Cristo. Did he really believe that Max was going to go kill people like my Uncle Dom? That his loyalty would ever waver? I had truly thought Orland was a complete moron giving out his whole plan and what not to Max and Nico, but his cousin here, was proving to be equally or maybe even more stupid.“You won’t get away with this,” I said then rolled my eyes and my cliche words. Max better hurry up and get me out of here away from this guy, his stupidity might be rubbing off on me.Cristo chuckles with a shake of his head as he stocks toward me. “You think I haven’t thought this all the way through?” No, I don’t, but I don’t say that I just stare at him. “Wow! You don’t think that I know that deep down that husband of yours won’t do whatever he has to in order to save you? Or is it that you don’t believe he loves you?” I continue to stare at him as he rubs a finger over his chin. I know it’s important to just keep him distra
Max“That’s it for me today,” I told Giuseppe, the guy I was helping today. I had spent the last two months helping the men that Dominico said needed more training.“It’s only eleven,” Giuseppe looked at his watch.I nod as I pack up my rifle, “My wife finally has time for a small vacation. We are heading out in a few hours. I’ll be gone until Monday. Dominico will be around if you need anything, but I told him everyone should just get an extra day off this week.” I picked up my gun case and headed for the door.“Have fun,” he hollered after me. I raised my hand and waved but didn’t slow down. I’m on my way to take my wife on a fucking honeymoon. I thought the day would never come.As soon as I pulled up to our house though, I know something is wrong. Ivy said she would be outside with our bags so we could go straight to the plane and be gone. Our bags are where they’re supposed to be. Ivy isn’t.Getting out of the car and walking to the door, I take in what I see. The front door is o
IvyI woke up with Max’s heavy arm over me. I wasn’t uncomfortable though. If anything, it was the most comfortable I had ever been. I moved a little, slowly, trying not to wake him up, but get closer to him at the same time. I knew that I should get up. I had work to do, but I didn’t want the moment to end.Married. We were married and I was busy. He had been hurt and I had focused on him. But since he had felt better, I had been focused on only work. I was a horrible wife. I smiled and thought about all the things I’d let him do to me the night before. Okay, maybe I wasn’t that horrible.“You’re thinking pretty hard over there,” Max’s voice made me jump a little. He chuckled and I swatted at his arm that lay across me. He moved, sitting up against the headboard. He brought me with him and my head went to his bare chest. All of him was bare. All of me was bare. “What’s wrong?” He kissed the top of my head.I shook me head and peered up at him through my lashes. “Nothing.”“Don’t lie
MaxFor the second time today, Ivy has made me hard with her leadership. I never would have guessed that something like a woman… My woman… being in charge would make me so fucking horny. I hadn’t felt that way since I was a teenager. Ivy was the one to help me out then too.The problem right now though is that she is on a mission. She has been on the phone calling everyone she can think of to set up meetings and get things in order for when these women are ready to start training. She thinks the idea is a great one. Honestly, I do too. I love that she is able to defend herself even though I plan on her never having to actually do that.“Sorry, Max,” she said as she hung up her phone. She had taken over her father’s office and I couldn’t even say that I hated the way she looked behind the desk. “Are you feeling okay? Do you need to lay down? I lost my head earlier letting you lift me and…”I hold my hand up and lean as far forward as I can in the chair I’ve been sitting in since we cam
IvyMax slammed my back into our bedroom door. My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck made it so that he couldn’t see a damn thing. That and our tongues battling each other for dominance.“Door,” he pulled away from me just long enough to groan the word. I reached behind me searching for the handle. “Hurry up. Your dad will probably try to kill me if he catches us like this.”“Don’t want that,” I said before biting his lip. He chuckled as he readjusted me in his arms. I finally found the handle as his hands found my ass and squeezed tight making me squeal.“Shh, Wife.” Max growled as he walked into the room and kicked the door shut. I raised an eyebrow when it slammed making much more noise than I had. “Yeah. Yeah,” he threw me on the bed.I bounced, laughed and smiling wide up at him. I looked over all of him. His perfect chiseled jaw, his perfect tanned skin, his perfect blue eyes. Okay, he was perfect. He was also going to give me the best looking kids ever. H
MaxBeing shot hurts like a bitch. The attention my woman is showering me with though… worth it. I lean forward as she fluffs my pillows like she has every morning since I was released from the hospital.“How’s that?” Ivy asked, placing a kiss on my cheek.“Perfect. I will be extremely comfortable now when you ride me. Those perfect tits in my face while you do it?.. Heaven.” She laughs and shakes her head as she crawls out of the bed, smoothing her side of the blankets down so it looks like the bed was made with me in it. “Where are you going?” I groan.“To get your meds. Doctor says that you need to finish the antibiotics,” she puts her hands on her hips causing me to smirk at her. “Plus, you’ll want those pain pills too. Franny is coming for physical therapy this morning.”My head falls back, banging against the headboard. “Is it really Thursday already?” I pinch my eyes shut. I hate Thursday’s. Franny is a huge woman who takes no shit and pushes me as far as she can go. After not
Ivy“No, No, NO!” I yelled at Max as his eyes closed. This was not happening. It couldn’t be. We were supposed to be going to the airport. I wasn’t going to only get a day with my husband. I watched as red flowed out from under him. My eyes filled with tears and I tried to lift him to turn him over.“Ivy!” I heard my dad calling my name, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t leave Max. “Damnit, Ivy,” Dad’s hand clamped around my shoulder. “We have to go…”I shook him off and cut him off, “No! I’m not leaving him!”“Ivy! Listen to me,” Dad’s voice was calm as he gripped both shoulders and made me look at him. My hands were moving over Max, trying to see if there was something I could fix. “Ivy, we need to get him to the hospital.” His words made me snap my head in his direction. I nodded. He waved his hand at a few of his, my, men who ran over and bent down around me and Max. “Let them help him.” I nodded again and moved back so they could surround him and lift him in air.“Be careful, pleas
MaxI couldn’t keep my eyes or hands off her all night during our reception. She looked beautiful and she was all mine. Finally. And I was never letting her go.We stumbled into the hotel suite, arms wrapped around each other, and lips connected. My hand found the zipper keeping her in her dress and not naked. I slid it down and kissed her deeper. When I pulled back, I smiled at her and said, “The first one is going to be fast. The way you look in this dress…” I shook my head at her. “Today has been the longest day of my life. Watching you, dancing with you, touching you in any way, knowing that you are officially mine in every way,” I tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear and smiled, “it was pure torture.”“I agree.” Her arms landed around my neck, so she could pull my head down to hers for a kiss.I pulled her closer by her hips, deepening the kiss. Out tongues tangled and she whimpered causing my dick to harden in my pants. I was more than ready to be naked with her. Sliding in