Matteo POV.I have let her down; I have let the families down. She is right; I don’t deserve the title of king. I failed to bring her the justice she deserved. No, she had to go out and get that justice for herself. She doesn’t need anyone to fight her battles. She will end up getting herself killed and there is nothing I can do about that.Unless?Unless I take her captive. But no, she would hate me more for that and could very well revert back to how she was when she was first bought to LA. I don’t want that, but at the same time she needs to be brought to heel.We drive in silence back to the compound. I’m lost in my thoughts about what to do with her. All I can do is sit back and watch as she takes her revenge. Then and only then will she be satisfied? Will she then be happy? Will she then move on? The answer to those little questions is, I don’t fucking know.All I do know is that there will be more bloodshed at her hand, and she will slip further into the darkness.We pull up ou
Cassandria POV.The days have blurred together, as we have planned to get both Valentina and Rocco at the masquerade ball tonight.We have eyes on Curtis and we may have slipped him something in his IV. Something that will he will never recover from. He will die slowly, painfully. No trace will be found and there is no cure. I know this because I researched about this new drug that the Russians have been developing. So yeah, I entered the DeAngelis mansion with the help of Dr Cynthia Monroe and gave him the drug.I may or may not have given something to Valentina and Rocco. Something that will stop them escaping too fast, a weak sedative but given over time, increases its potency. They won’t get far.They always say poison is a woman’s weapon. But to me, any weapon should be a woman’s weapon.We go over the final plans for tonight before Alina gets a call, and she heads to the door. Yes, they are all staying here with me. They may as well I have the room and I like their company. It b
Cassandria POV.I step out of the dressing room and into my bedroom. The gasps have me smiling softly at those in my bedroom. The glam squad are looking at me like I am their goddess.“Oh my god, you look … wow,” Anton says and his team parrot their approval. I raise my chin just a tad bit higher, felling like the queen I know I am.“Thank you all for the compliments. It has been a while since I dressed in anything other than ripped jeans.” I say with a chuckle.“Girl, you have got the looks, the body. If I looked like that even in my Drag, I would flaunt it every day.” Gary says and I smile at him. He told me he is a Drag Queen when he was doing my make-up. I panicked, but he has skills. He told me don’t worry, doll, I won’t make you look like me.“The offer still stands. If you ever leave my zia, then I would gladly take you all in. Oh, before I forget.” I say as I walk towards my phone and pull up my banking app. I had asked Alina for their banking details before in a text and she
Matteo POV.I was in the middle of my speech when the PA system was overridden. I looked up and saw the four Irish King’s standing looking down at us all, like we were their subjects. I could hear the murmurs asking why they were here? And who are they? Then I look up and my breath catches in my throat as Cass comes into view.She looks like a goddess. Standing there is a nude dress adorned with crystals and pearls. She looks every bit the queen I know she is and will be.When she made her descent down the stairs to the music, I’m stuck in a trance.“Baby, what is she doing here?” Val hisses at my side but I ignore her, too mesmerised by the vision at the other end of the hall. The Don’s move like she has commanded them to.She walks slowly, seductively, her hips swaying and she mouths the lyrics, but not to me. Her icy gaze is firmly on Valentina and Rocco. My cock stirs as I watch her, my mouth is dry and I gulp down the closer she gets to me.Everything disappears around me, and it
Matteo POV.The drive is taking forever as I keep kissing her. She moans in to my mouth. I pull back, panting, as I look down at her and she smiles softly up at me.“Tell me it is done. Tell me you are finished with your revenge. Tell me you want this as much as I do.” I ask her, searching her blue eyes and her smile lights up her face. Her hand softly caresses my cheek and I lean in to it, turning my head to kiss her palm.“It is done. I am done with this revenge, well I will be when I kill them both. Matteo …” she looks away, not wanting to meet my eyes. She is … rejecting me? I move off of her and help her sit up. She turns to face me.“I understand. I’m sorry, tesoro.” She chuckles at me and I look at her as she shakes her head.“It’s not that. I haven’t let a man touch me since I left Curtis. I want to, god only knows I want to. I’m just … well, I’m scared. I’m scared to open that part of me. My body wants it, but my heart is cautious and rightly so. I know you think that you hav
Cassandria POV.I wake up stretching from the most delicious dream of Matteo. I’m still half asleep as I wriggle round in my bed. I grip the pillow beside my head and pull it under my chest and sigh as I rub my face against it. I hear the shower turn on. I lift myself up and listen carefully.Is he messing? Why the fuck is Andros in my fucking shower? Oh, hell no. I thought we were done with this? clearly fucking not. Oh, he will pay.“Andros, you better not be in my shower, you fucking ogre.” I say out loud as I turn so I’m on my back. I groan and pull the quilt away. I climb out of my bed and stagger forward.“Andros, I swear to god, if you are using my stuff, I will end you.” I say with a growl as I move to the bathroom door. Wait, something is off. But what is it?My brain is still sleeping, but I know one thing, Andros, will regret the day he fucked with me in my house. I creep to the bathroom door. My hand on the handle and I turn it quietly and make a face when it doesn’t make
Matteo POV.After the shower incident, every time Cass looks at me she is blushing and I don’t know if it is because of the cold water thing or the sight of my cock that has made her embarrassed. Either way, that blush makes her look cute.I had Tati bring clothes for her this morning so we can get to the conference. Today is about making connections, settling old grievances and up dating laws. We do this so it stops war over territories and keeps everyone happy.Cass is sitting next to me in my SUV as we both drive to the Los Angeles Convention Centre. We also have food and drinks, so it takes the edge off. The whole area and surrounding buildings and roads are secured. Private security, military, and police.If anyone wanted to take us all out, it would be at this event, even though no one would be so fucking brave to try. It is always best to be safe rather than sorry.We have an escort like always whenever I go anywhere, seriously you would think I was the president, but then agai
Cassandria POV.For the rest of the conference, I keep replaying Baron’s words over in my head about my madre. Like father, like daughter. No wonder Valentina is the way she is with a father like that.I listen to the key speakers, which are older and more experienced Don’s, but I drone it out. I need to leave and get to the prisoners of the Yakuza. Matteo hasn’t left my side since the incident with Baron.Matteo has hold of one hand, and Andros has the other. He is pissed, just like I am. When I go with the Yakuza later on, Andros will come with me. No one, and I mean no fucking one, talks ill of our parents. Not if they want to keep breathing.People start clapping and I join in. Matteo kisses me before he leaves our table to go and give the closing speeches.“Well, little one. I hope you are happy. I know Matteo will never hurt you. He loves you and I hope you will let him in. Sis, you deserve to be happy.” Andros says before he kisses my head. I look at him and just nod my head.I
Cassandria POV.I limp through the mansion. I need my phone, my laptop, and my team on their A game. I fall onto the sofa with a sigh. I lean my head back and close my eyes. So much for my relaxing evening. I scoff before I chuckle. It will never end unless I get to Nikolai first. The only way I can do that is by going after this monster’s family. I will use them to lure him out of hiding. I won’t hurt them. I don’t want them; I want him.I want him to know how it feels to have your family’s life in someone else’s hands. The fear of losing them. He will come for them and when he does, I will take him. I won’t kill him, no I will leave his fate to the others. He is a stain on this world, the amount of innocent men and women he has taken and destroyed countless families all for greed.I know it will never end, not until I have him. He thinks I am a prize, no it’s him. He is the one every mafia family is after. And it will be me who brings them all justice. If these were medieval times,
Cassandria POV.I sit there on the bathroom floor, huddled against the claw-footed bathtub. I’m shaking. Is it from the cold, the rage, the realisation that I was the reason they died?“Tesoro, look at me. This is not your fault.” Matteo has my face in his hands and the tears are just pouring down my cheeks, dripping off my chin. I’m numb. They did this to get to me. How could people be so fucking cruel? Well, I know how.“They wanted me. My parents died because of one mans greed. So it is my fault.” I move my face from his hold and he sighs when I look back at him and it clicks. I shove him away from me. He hits the floor and I launch myself at him. I straddle him, not caring that the towel has slipped, my hand around his throat.“You knew.” I say through gritted teeth, and he looks at me. He opens his mouth to speak, but I squeeze, restricting his air flow. When I’m pulled off of him. I snap.I thrash and scream, throwing elbows at who has me, kicking my legs out wildly as I remembe
Cassandria POV.I’m gently jolted awake. I rub the back of my neck from sleeping on Matteo’s shoulder. I’m dazed as Matteo lifts me. I wriggle and rub my face against his neck, like a child who is still half asleep. Which is what I feel like at the moment.Everything that has had happened has taken its toll on me. All I want to do right now is have a bath and go to sleep. Whatever needs sorting can be dealt with tomorrow. Right now, I need time.“Matteo, I’m so tired.” I mumble and I hear a chuckle. I lift my head and squint to see who it is that is chuckling at me. I blink a few times and see Hulk looking at me, and I smile at him.“Hulk, don’t laugh at me.” I say, and he smirks at me and winks. Asshole.“Come on, tesoro, you are exhausted. Rest up and sleep.” Matteo says, and I shake my head.“No, I need a bath and then sleep. Oh and food, I’m so very fucking tired.” I mumble, and he tightens his hold on me.“Cass, what’s wrong? Are you ok?” I look up and see Luna and she is fussing
Matteo POV.Cass is such a bad ass. Not once did she flinch as she watched Valentina and Rocco get their comeuppance, not once did she tell her team or the king’s or the yakuza to stop. She sat poised, calm and collected and directed what was to happen like a director on a film set.The only time she got her hands dirty was when she decided it was time to end them. Me personally I would have toyed with them for days, giving them every single ounce of pain she felt. But Cass is different. She wanted to end it quickly, and she did.I know she will be concocting ways to get to Nikolai for his role in her suffering, but the question remains. Do I tell her the truth about her parents? Or do I let sleeping dogs lie, so to speak? If I don’t tell her and she finds out that I knew, then that will only incur her wrath, but if I do tell her, then she will no doubt hunt down Nikolai and it will be one huge fucking mess.“Tesoro, where are you going?” I catch up with her as do the rest of the team
Cassandria POV.I sit there sipping on a coffee, listening to the screams coming from all three of my prisoners. Why should I dirty my hands when I have people to do it for me? The coppery tinge of blood hangs in the air as I watch Valentina crawling on all fours, naked and bleeding from the whip strikes on her back.Rocco is the same and Baron, well, he is restrained against the wall, watching everything that is happening to his precious daughter.“You better keep your eyes open, Baron, unless you want them pinned open.” I say, blowing on the coffee as Tati kicks Valentina in her stomach. She curls up in a ball and endures the assault. I have not had her defiled. I would never wish that on anyone. But she has been beaten, whipped, tortured. The same as Rocco has.“Please, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” She sobs, her face covered in blood, snot, and dirt. I sip my coffee like I can’t hear her. The same she did to me.“Tati, ya dumayu Valentina nuzhno prinyat vannu.” (Tati, I believe Valentina
Cassandria POV.I go and change back into my white pant suit and red blouse. My Katana is now sheathed and in my hand.I still can’t believe that I beat Boss Tadashi Hamada, and that the Yakuza are now mine to command.Once I’m ready, I open the sliding door and Matteo is standing there, waiting for me. He walks to me and kisses me.“You sure you want to do this?” He asks me and I look up at him and nod my head.“Yes, it is time to put this to bed. I want to be able to live without worrying about them lurking around every corner. They have already caused me so much pain and suffering, it is time they had a small taste of their own medicine.” I tell him and he looks at me. His eyebrows furrow.“I won’t do everything they did to me. I’m not that sick and twisted. I will humiliate them, beat and degrade them, before I kill them.” I tell him and there is a sense of calm that has washed over me. Which is strange. Up until now I have felt nothing. Maybe me giving into my feelings for Matteo
Matteo POV.“Don’t hurt her Tadashi.” I say after Keomi led Cass away to change into more comfortable clothes for this duel.“It is not her you should be worried about. I’m no fool, Matteo. I have heard what she is capable of. This, however, is not a sparring exercise. Alina, explain to them what it is.” We all turn and see Alina standing there in an Akido uniform, or Gi, as it is known. The long flared black trousers look like a skirt and a black top that ties to the side. In the belt at her side is a long wooden sword. Her long black hair is pulled into a ponytail. She bows to Tadashi.“This is a ceremony. If she passes this spar as you want to call it, she will be recognised in the ranks of the Yakuza. If she knocks Tadashi down three times, she will be recognised as a master.” She tells us and I look at her in wonder.“Did you ever knock him down three times?” I ask her and she shakes her head no.“I came close. No one has ever knocked this old fool on his ass. He is too sly, too
Cassandria POV.For the rest of the conference, I keep replaying Baron’s words over in my head about my madre. Like father, like daughter. No wonder Valentina is the way she is with a father like that.I listen to the key speakers, which are older and more experienced Don’s, but I drone it out. I need to leave and get to the prisoners of the Yakuza. Matteo hasn’t left my side since the incident with Baron.Matteo has hold of one hand, and Andros has the other. He is pissed, just like I am. When I go with the Yakuza later on, Andros will come with me. No one, and I mean no fucking one, talks ill of our parents. Not if they want to keep breathing.People start clapping and I join in. Matteo kisses me before he leaves our table to go and give the closing speeches.“Well, little one. I hope you are happy. I know Matteo will never hurt you. He loves you and I hope you will let him in. Sis, you deserve to be happy.” Andros says before he kisses my head. I look at him and just nod my head.I
Matteo POV.After the shower incident, every time Cass looks at me she is blushing and I don’t know if it is because of the cold water thing or the sight of my cock that has made her embarrassed. Either way, that blush makes her look cute.I had Tati bring clothes for her this morning so we can get to the conference. Today is about making connections, settling old grievances and up dating laws. We do this so it stops war over territories and keeps everyone happy.Cass is sitting next to me in my SUV as we both drive to the Los Angeles Convention Centre. We also have food and drinks, so it takes the edge off. The whole area and surrounding buildings and roads are secured. Private security, military, and police.If anyone wanted to take us all out, it would be at this event, even though no one would be so fucking brave to try. It is always best to be safe rather than sorry.We have an escort like always whenever I go anywhere, seriously you would think I was the president, but then agai