MaxMy phone beeped, letting me know I received a text. I read it then handed my phone to Vince. “He wants to meet,” I tell him. He nods his head as he reads the text before handing it back. “What do you want me to reply? I want this over with.”He looked over at his second in command, Domenico, who shrugged. “I say you meet him, and we just round up whoever is with him. We can get the others out later. If we take down the little faccia a culo, the others will be rattled at least a little and they will back down.”We all looked from one person to the other. It looked to me like they were agreeing with him. Part of me did too. Another part though, wanted my woman to start her reign with no one against her. Hard to do in our world but at least I could hope for her not to have any rats in her house.I sent the text telling Orlando that Nico and I would meet him wherever he wanted. He sent back a reply immediately. My head shot up, “He wants me to bring my rifle,” I told the room.“He is
Ivy“Will you stop,” Gia groaned as I passed her for the thousandth time. “Everything is going to be fine.” I didn’t believe her and the look I gave her hopefully said that. “They know what they’re doing.”Max and Nico had left nearly two hours ago. Twenty minutes later, my dad left with some of his men to provide backup if needed. That’s when I had started to pace. The idiot, Orlando had asked the guys to meet him in the same place as they had before, amateur. Luckily that meant that they didn’t have to go over a new exit strategy. That was what Max had said anyway. It was supposed to calm me down. It didn’t.“Why haven’t we heard anything?” I threw my head back and looked up at the ceiling. This was torture. My dad was bad enough. I was always worried when he went out himself on missions of any kind. But put him in this situation and then add Max, I was going to explode if I didn’t hear from one, or both of them very soon.The door to my dad’s office opened and my mom walked in a sm
Max Four days. Ivy would be my wife in four. Fucking. days. I was happy, excited, and mostly… scared? Nervous? I don’t know. I wanted this to work. We were changing tactics at the last minute though and I wasn’t sure about what was going to happen when Orlando found out. I knew that Vince was a great leader and that his plans always worked out in the end so I trusted that this would work. He would never put his family in more danger than they already were. “Wow, man. That’s awesome, right?” Nico asked me after I updated him on the situation. I nodded my head. I was still in my head thinking about how it would play out. “Why so down then?” Sighing, I looked at my best friend, “I wanted it to not be rushed. I wanted her to have the wedding of her dreams with no craziness surrounding it. And more than anything I’m worried.” “About…” I stood up and paced the room. I thought about his question. What was I worried about? Orlando? I know we can take him and the small army that we know a
IvyThe planning of the wedding happened quick and before I knew it, I was standing in front of a mirror. In a wedding dress. The best one I could find. I knew it would hug my curves, making sure that Max’s mouth drops open when he saw me while keeping it classy enough that we would be allowed in the church. The church was nonnegotiable for my mother, and I wanted to give her what she wanted. She gave up a lot throughout my life as I had grown up.“Oh, my Goodness, you look so beautiful,” she told me as she walked up behind me with a huge smile on her face.I smiled back, “Thanks,” my hand went to my stomach while I took a deep breath. I would admit, only to myself, that I was nervous. “Is he ready?” I turn around and ask her.She smiles with her lips pressed together, a clear sign she is holding back her laughter. I put my hands on my hips, narrowing my eyes. “Sorry,” Mom holds her hand up, “I just don’t know as I have ever seen you this nervous before.” I roll my eyes. “He is ready.
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
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
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
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