LORENZO“Report,” I ordered, sitting on a sofa in the hotel room we'd gotten, and pouring myself a glass of brandy. “We found him,” Martino said, rubbing a cigarette between his fingers. He hadn't set fire to it yet because I had a strict no smoking around me rule. I didn't like the stench, and I definitely did not want to die due to lung cancer or some shit. I had bigger goals to attain. Like setting up a retail in New York before I hurled my ass back to Italy. The problem was finding a fucking retailer. Everyone seemed to shy out of doing business with the Italians. Probably because they knew they would get a bullet in the balls if they made one stupid move. I chuckled at the thought and took a sip out of my glass. The alcohol burned down my throat, slow and hot, and I closed my eyes at the feel. “Did you set up a meeting with him?” I asked and watched Martino nod curtly. Good. That was perfect. Setting up a company in the United St
NATASHA Something cold and heavy hit my face, starling me out of my sleep. I jumped off my bed, eyes wide in shock and ready to smack the shit out of whoever messed with me. “What the hell?!” Luca stood a few meters away, a stupid smile on his face as he watched me. I was drenched as hell, and he held up a bucket, looking quite proud of his accomplishment. He had poured water on me. Me! I growled, stomping towards him, ready to smash his face into the ground. “You bastard!” “A very refreshing way to wake up, no?” He chuckled, dodging one of the blows I had launched at him. “I don't know if you've noticed, Vera, but I am not a puny little man. That blow won't do a thing to me.”“But my legs will!” I bellowed, ready to slam my knee into this precious family jewels, when a muscle pulled in my thigh and I fell to the ground. “Oh hell, that's painful!” I groaned, cradling my leg, trying to ease off the pain. Perhaps Luca was right, I had g
NATASHAI take my words back. I take them back big time. This was hell. I didn't think this through at all. Olivia was crazy. She's fucking crazy. I coughed as she dumped my head into the water, sputtering as water rushed through my gut and spleen, driving me crazy. This was it. I was going to die. I had spent three days in Lucas mansion and suffice to say, I was certain he wanted to take my life instead. That had to be the goal of it all. There was nothing else. Why on earth was I being subjected to Torture? It started a day ago. After the sparring with Olivia, I had won by the way, my body was sore as hell, next thing I knew, I was thrown into a tank and drenched with water. Yesterday was hell. I could still hear my screams. I could still feel myself choking as I struggled to stay afloat in the water. If Luca hadn't ordered for them to stop, if he had waited a minute too soon, I probably would have passed out. That was yesterday.
LORENZO “Lorenzo.” I grinned at the figure that stepped out of the airport, walking towards my vehicle. Vincent. My best friend, brother in arms and cups and the bone person who did shit with me all the damned time. He had been with me right from the start. We had joined the mafia together. We had done literally everything together. He was the brother my parents hadn't given me, but I was grateful to have. And only he could help me find my precious waitresses. “Fratello,” I replied, stretching my arm out to clasp his. He chuckled. “America seems to be treating you well.” “Vincent, it's just been four days. Stop making it seem as if I have been here half a fucking year.” I growled and he shrugged. “Four days, half a year, same difference.” He chuckled. “Found us retail yet?”“Perhaps. And an investor for the casino. Which is why I had you flown over. I need you to interrogate them. I require them to be as clean as snow. I can't have so
NATASHAI groaned as the hot water poured out of the shower, running through my hair and then down my body. The water warmed and massaged my sore muscles, and my shoulders sagged in relief. “Okay, that feels good,” I whispered. “At least this place has hot water,” I hadn't used hot water in years. They certainly didn't provide it to the mafia. And my ratty old apartment barely had water, not to mention hot. It didn't bother me much. I had lived a long time without hot water, I was sure I could definitely live without it. But damn, I had to admit, it felt good. I could feel the tension in my muscles slowly sifting out. The ache diffused out gently, and I let out a steam filled breath. My mind drifted to the flashback I had when I had blacked out. Memories. I had kept them at bay for a long time. I hadn't thought about my mother in a while. What would she say if she saw me now? Would she hate me like Alisa did? Would she think I had a
NATASHA“Which one do you think suits me better?” I asked Olivia, walking out of the closet in just a towel while holding two dresses up. I needed her thoughts on what to wear. Oh! I knew what this looked like. I had never been fussy about what I wore. But for some reason, I wanted to care, just a teeny tiny bit, about how I looked. I was going to fucking Italy! I would be leaving the continent and flying my ass all the way to Europe on a mission that could very well get me killed. Who could blame me for wanting to enjoy just a bit of luxury?Olivia laid on my bed, throwing popcorn into her mouth as she studied the dresses in my hands. She had spent the night in my room after dinner. We stayed up until two in the morning, talking shit about people. She had worked with Luca for five years. Five! And yet, that jackass seemed oblivious to her feelings. At least that was what she told me. Anyone could sport Olivia's crush on him from a mile
NATASHA The ride to the airport was long as hell. Luca kept grumbling about Olivia's dress in the back seat, pointing at it like a petulant child who saw his toy in a new light and couldn't bear to look at it. “You can't wear that, prancing round fucking Italy!” He hissed, and I chuckled…“Oh, quit being a ninny,” I laughed from the front seat. Oh, it was amusing to hear. The Jackass was flustered, and I enjoyed every second of it. “I am not a ninny!” He bellowed. “You put her up to this, didn't you?!” I rolled my eyes at his words and closed them, trying to breathe through the jumble in my head. I had to think this through. Infiltrating some mafia hotel, trying to ferret out the identity of a mafia lord who gid better than a mole in holes. I didn't like the idea of it. What if it took longer than I expected? What if he found out who we were the minute we stepped into Italy?Hell, so many fucking what ifs! I was in danger. This was literally goi
NATASHAThe airplane we were on slowly lowered to the ground. We were clear for landing. I looked at Olivia to find her looking right at me. “Ready?” The minute we stepped on Italian soil, our mission began. Hell, I was sure it began the minute we stepped on the plane anyway. Hell probably knew how many passengers were on the plane, and just how many were after his life. Okay, perhaps that was exaggerating a bit too much, but who could blame me? I wasn't scared. I was just worried that he would get to me first. If he is half as good as the reports I have heard, He had all the resources to fish me out… I didn't. It was like walking around waving a pistol to kill him, and he was in some overhead building, with a sniper, ready to blow my brain out. My brows shot up. Guns! Fuck that was true, Luca had said nothing about guns. We were infiltrating a fucking mafia house. Suspected or not, he didn't think to give us guns? I leaned closer to Olivia.
Lorenzo's POV "You are free to go. You have recovered enough to move around." My doctor said to me five days after I had been rushed to the hospital.I hadn't seen any signs of Natasha in two days but Alejandro never stopped visiting me.I suspected Natasha was going through some shit herself that was why. I couldn't wait to see her. It had been forty eight hours of not seeing her beautiful face."Thank you doctor." I said to him and stood up."I'll send you what I owe you." I informed him and left his office with the drugs and painkillers he had given me.Alejandro was waiting for me outside the doctor's office. He immediately stood up when he saw me coming outside."Hey Boss, are you free to go?" He asked."Yeah, thanks Alejandro." I said to him,"For what?" He questioned, looking confused as always."For not betraying me." He stared at me and smiled."Brothers don't betray brothers." He said and I smiled at his statement. For a goof ball, he was incredibly fucking smart."Alrigh
Natasha's POV My phone rang and it was Olivia calling. She was finally here with drugs and first aid."Are you sure this is a good idea?" Lorenzo asked, his breathing was getting worse by the minute and his eyes were closing. He was losing way too much blood fast."I'm sure. I trust Olivia. She's my friend."Lorenzo nodded and left the shed.The shed was far from the hotel building, past the second swimming pool and at least almost a mile from the hotel buildingclose to an amusement park that had been closed for years. That had been abandoned for years. Nobody would think to look for us there.I saw Olivia and waved at her. She rsb towards me and gave me a big hug."Oh, my God you are okay!" She cried."I am." I hugged her back."I thought something happened to you. Do I called Luca, I'm sorry." She was almost on the verge of tears which shocked me because I had never seen her cry before."It's okay, Liv. Thank you." She let go of me ad wiped her eye, her blue eyes staring into min
Lorenzo’s POVI pulled Natasha into a tight hug. I was equal parts sad and equal parts murderous and also felt like a fool for just threatening her sister.I couldn’t believe my ears after she had told me her entire life story.I felt murderous.I was going to kill him. Luca. For threatening Natasha. I was going to decapitate him.“Why are you sorry?” Natasha asked, confusion in her eyes. “I tried to kill you.”she explained, her face still scrunched up in confusion.“Not of your own volition. You were forced to do it. My God, you’ve been forced to do things your whole life for fuck sake!” I screamed in frustration.She had to be the strongest woman in the world because there was no way in hell any other woman would have survived all her struggles.I wanted to protect her but also wanted to torture and kill the people that had forced her to live this kind of life.She blinked at me, word clearly failing her."I'm going to solve all of this. I'm good to kill Luca and I'm going to prote
Natasha’s POV“Fuck, yes!” I screamed out as Lorenzo pounded me from behind.I had no idea how we’d gotten here. One moment he was interrogating me, trying to get the truth out of me, the next he was on me, kissing me and tearing my already flimsy close off and fucking me.I knew I shouldn’t be enjoying this but it felt so good. I didn’t even mind being restrained.“Yeah? You like that?” Lorenzo asked with labored breath, his dick pounding my insides like he was on a mission.“Yes, don’t stop, please!” I begged meeting his strokes with my hip movement.It felt so good and I was so wet for him, it was embarrassing, but I didn’t care.I needed more.“Harder, oh fuck me hrder please.”Lorenzo flipped me over so that I was looking up at him and he spread me ego.“I want to look into yours eyes while I fuck the shit out of you.” He growled and inserted his dick back into my folds and then slammed into me hard and fast. His strokes were fatser now, not giving me room to breathe. I could f
Olivia’s POVI paced my room, confused on what to do. Natasha was still missing and it had been five days.What was I going to do?Luca had said he was going to help but he was still nowhere to be found. He had not even called since that day and I was worried to death.Deciding the best thing to do was to call him, I dialed his number. He picked on the first ring.“Kitten!” His sweet seductive voice poured through the phone.I forgot just how much I missed him.“Hi,” I said, my voice squeaky.“It’s been five days and Natasha is still missing and you said you’d do something about it but…”“I am in fact I am at the resort down at the lobby of the hotel.”“Wait! What?”“Yes Kitten.”“I don’t understand…”“I told you I was going to fix and that’s what I am doing. Fixing it.”I practically ran out of the room down to the lobby, almost hitting Isabella in the process.I got to the lobby and looked around, trying to find Luca but there was no one who remotely resembled him.Was he pullin
Natasha’s POV.I stared at Lorenzo’s face , my heart beating faster than I could process what I was looking at. It couldn’t be. “No!” I shook my head in denial. Y… you can’t be Hell…” I stuttered.“I am.” Lorenzo’s voice echoed in my ears softly. He was staring at me with a resigned expression.“So… so you’ve been Hell all this while?”“Yes.” He nodded again. I stared blankly at him before bursting into fits of laughter. I couldn’t stop laughing for a good three minutes. The situation was just so funny. But I wasn’t sure I was laughing because of that.“I’ve been sleeping with Hell.” I whispered, covering my mouth in disgust.I wasn’t even sure what to feel. This was too much to process. I ran my hands through my hair that was now completely tangled and matted to my head.The sound of running footsteps alerted me and I quickly ran towards Lorenzo without thinking, holding another of my many sharpened stick I have been sharpening for a while now.My intention was to stab him or
Lorenzo’s POV“You are back.” Natasha’s voice echoed as I came to stand in front of her with only the bars separating the both of us and the rope currently trying her to the chair.Her voice sounded rough and dry but her eyes still had a little mischievous light in them like she wasn’t bothered about her present predicament. Just who the fuck was she and who was she working for?I had always wondered where all her courage and feistiness came from and now It was clear. She really wasn’t like other women and I should have known that most ordinary women weren’t just able to get out off handcuffs so easily.“You look tired.” I said, my voice. Sounding like batman’s. That was the one thing I loved about my Hell masks. It came with a voice tuber that could change the sound of my voice.She didn’t respond to my statement just stared at me with an air of superiority.It irked me that I didn’t know what she was thinking and it irked me more knowing that she was spying on me all this while
Lorenzo’s Pov“Take her down!” I barked at Vincent.“And why the fuck is she blindfolded?” “I didn’t think you’d want to you know…”“Take off the blindfold then, I’m wearing my mask aren’t I?”Vincent nodded and walked towards the cell where she was locked up.I was a good ten feet away unable to look at her. It felt like my heart was being ripped from my chest seeing her like that.“Done boss.” Vincent said and I walked up to the Cell.She was on handcuffs now and sitting facing me behind bars while I stood outside..She looked up at me, a blank expression on her face.“Who the hell are you?” she asked, scanning my masked face.“Who do you think I am?” I asked, watching her.She was quiet for several moments. I could literally see her head doing some calculations.“Hell?” she asked, tilting her head to the side, a superior glint appearing in her eyes.“Nice mask. I’d have gone for one a little more Hellish instead of one so clowny but I guess not everyone can have taste.” She quipp
Olivia’s POV.My hands shook as I dialed Luca’s number. I had not spoken to him for months and for reasons I couldn’t process, I was nervous too.I placed the burner phone against my ears and waited for Luca to pick up.“Luca…” I whispered into the phone as soon as he picked up.“Kitten. Are you okay?” He asked, his smooth voice pouring through the phone and into me.Kitten? He hadn’t called me that in years. I loved the sound of it.“Yes, I’m fine but Natasha might be in trouble.”“What happened?” He asked.I heard rustling through the phone as if he had just sat up properly to listen to me.“I haven’t seen her in almost two days.” I explained, my heart beating faster than normal. I thought I’d be over it by now but it seemed not.“What happened? Where was the last place you saw her?” I told Luca everything that happened from our leads and findings to when Natasha had left for her date with Lorenzo.“I see. Don’t worry then. I’ll fix this.” Luca said in that reassuring voice he empl