This is starting to look like a race. Who do you think will be first to deal with Lombardi?
"Whatever it is you're planning, don't even think about it," Paulo says, barging into my room. His loyalty to her is sickening. But I also have to admit that I wouldn't mind having someone like him by my side. He would die for that bitch in a heartbeat. "Hello Paulo. Long time no see. Still not tired of that spoiled brat's cunt?" "I won't hesitate to kill you if you do anything to her. You know me" "What will it take to get you over to my side?" "Nothing. You're not half the woman she is so nothing you offer will ever get me to betray her. Get that straight through your head" "Everyone has a price. I just have to find yours" I tell him unzipping my dress and letting it fall to the floor. His eyes darken and I know I'm right. At the end of the day, he's still a man. A bisexual one but still a man "I was going to take a nap but on second thought, I think I'll take a shower. Wanna join me?" "I've seen better Carina" he's referring to Marianna. That witch. I admit she's blessed
This woman is a feisty little thing. I got that when we bumped into each other at the party but I thought it was because she was a spoiled brat. Except she's not which makes me wonder why she's acting like this towards her only other family. She hasn't stopped pounding on my chest for allowing her sister to stay. I don't get what the deal is between them. If anything I thought Marianna would be happy to see another familiar face. I wanted her to be comfortable in my house and Carina said she couldn't stay at the Lombardi mansion on her own with the men left behind. She was scared the guys might take advantage of her. And what do I get for trying to help? A hysterical woman. Grabbing both her wrists, I say "Stop it, Marianna. You're acting like a spoiled brat" "I am a spoiled brat you asshole. Tell her to leave, I don't want to stay in the same house with her" "Where will she go?" "She's free to do whatever she fucking wants. I don't care where goes but she has to leave" "Firs
The next few days pass by slowly. Marianna has been picking fights with Carina every chance she gets and they're driving me insane. I understand why their father shipped them off to different continents. On top of that, Fausto is nowhere to be seen. That bastard disappeared after stealing a huge amount of money from me. I'm trying to keep a cool head so I don't end up blowing his wife's brains out but it's not easy. It takes guts to steal from me and disappear, leaving your wife and children behind. I sent some of my guys to his house and wasn't surprised that they didn't find him there. I want to know where he got the audacity to steal from me and why he left his family behind. Normal thieves pack up everything and move before they're caught. This guy didn't even take his clothes. I'm inclined to think something happened to him but I can't make decisions based on my thoughts. I need proof. Sometimes people surprise you and I hate surprises. I need to make sure he didn't skip town wi
I can't stand living in the same house with that witch. She's driving me crazy. Already, she has everyone eating out of the palm of her hands. Aside from baking cupcakes for these morons, she's been serving them and playing miss goody two shoes. Yesterday she dressed like a slut and opened a car wash. These idle assholes spent all day watching her wiggle her ugly ass while she cleaned their cars. The day before that? She asked them if they had any dirty laundry so she could wash them along with hers. It's an act. She's pretending to be the good sister to make me look mad. And I hate that she can do whatever she wants. All the men in this house have been keeping a distance from me because De Luca told them to. He doesn't want anyone getting close to me so they wouldn't spill any secrets. Which would make sense if they acted like members of one of the biggest criminal organizations in this country. But they don't. I've been here for over a week and if I didn't know who they were I would
I knew this was some kind of trap. When Marianna told me what she heard, I told her it would be best to verify everything before reporting back to Lombardi. Men like De Luca don't go around talking about their plans openly. This might be his house, but I'm sure some deals require a great amount of secrecy in order for them to push through. In this business, there are enemies everywhere. Even walls have ears. The amount of listening devices I've found in the Lombardi mansion over the past year has been unbelievable. That's why I know De Luca wouldn't go around blurting out anything unless he was setting a trap. The plan was for me to go to the location Mari heard them talking about and see if there really was a shipment. Chances are it's a batch of drugs or guns. If we get lucky, I would follow them, see where they hide it then text her the location. After that, she would decide whether to tell her father or not. Mari is clever. I especially love how she keeps some things to herself. U
I could kill someone, anyone would do right now. Normally when someone crosses me, I just put a bullet between their eyes. Or torture them until I feel better. But this time the culprit is nowhere to be found. All I have is his wife and kids. Unless he comes back for them, they're useless to me. I hate that Fausto put me in this position. It doesn't matter if I find him or not, I will have to trust a complete stranger with my books. Finding someone I can trust again will be a pain. He used to be one of my rival's accountant. The guy tried to steal from me in a deal and I finished him off. When Fausto pleaded with me saying he could be useful, I believed him and he has never let me down until now. I hate traitors. I would prefer you try to kill me rather than betray me. If he's not dead yet, I won't feel good killing him. After all, he's served me well. But what has to happen will happen. Even if he decides to give me back the money he stole, he will still die. For both our sakes, I h
"CRIS!" Nev shouts making me press the slow-down button on the treadmill I've been running on. "What?" "I've been yelling your name for a few minutes now. Are you deaf?" God, this man has got some big balls. Talking to me like that when he knows how pissed I am right now. He should thank my mother for being alive. Mamma treats him as her own flesh and blood so I can't kill him because she will never forgive me. "What do you want, Nev?" "We found something. Come on" he walks out forcing me to follow him. We walk all the way to the front gate and I'm thinking this better be important or someone will die. To my left down the road, there is a car parked there. As much as this is private property, people, especially my enemies have the habit of strolling around the area looking for clues or just trouble. My men have strict instructions not to harm anyone unless they attack first. No need to start a war with stupid idiots who think they can get anything from walking outside my house.
Fuck, the police are not our most favorite visitors. Especially when we have five bodies to get rid of. I'm hoping they came in from the right side because Cris made a mess back there. Normally we get along well. No conflicts between us unless it's about whores and even then, I always get my way. He has this habit of treating me like his younger brother when I'm two years older than him. And I let him because I like being taken care of. What I don't like is cleaning up after him. Shooting those guys was a bad call. After we finish dealing with the police, I'll sit him down and give him a piece of my mind. Or try to because when this motherfucker is angry, his ears stop working. "Keep your cool Cris. I don't want to have to bail you out of jail" "Why the hell are the police here? Since when do they have the guts to visit my home without an invitation?" "Okay, so you're not going to calm down. I will deal with them. Don't worry" "Nev, do I look worried?" No. He looks pissed and
My eyes snap open when something heavy lands on my face. I have to jerk my head back to see what it is. Not a what but a who. Val. Marianna is standing next to the bed her face filled with disgust. She did not just dump the kid on my face "What the fuck?" "Sorry to burst your little bubble but I'm done babysitting" "Where is Fabian?" Cris asks sitting up and pulling Val into his arms. I've never seen anything so beautiful. His muscles flex when he lifts him in the air and I have this urge to run my hands on the leathery skin. Leave marks on them so everyone knows he's taken. Fatherhood suits him. "He left claiming he was busy" "Couldn't you have waited until later? It's seven in the morning" "I could. But knowing that you're here enjoying your married life while mine is falling apart didn't sit well with me so here we are" "Aren't you the one who pushed us back together?" "I regret it. If I'd known what would happen, I wouldn't have lifted a finger. That way we'd
"Why isn't he picking up?" "Maybe he's busy? Val can be a handful sometimes" Soriano offers and I want to punch him. Since when is Cris too busy for me? Also, I wasn't talking to him. Why did he feel the need to answer? Dumbass. "Don't you have something to do or somewhere to be?" "Nope. It's my off day today" "Great. Can you go have it elsewhere?" who invented off days again? Oh wait, it was me. I thought it would be a good idea for the guys to have one day off to spend with their families or bitches but now I realize that it was a mistake. These kinds of employees don't need off days. Hanging up, I call Fabian. He picks up on the first ring. For the millionth time, I wonder why he's so glued to Cris. Obviously, I'm the better guy between us. Loving, considerate, appreciative- is that even a word? Any way. I would totally treat him well if he was my guy. When we went to kill Lombardi, I thought we'd bonded and tried to get him to come to work for me but he flat-out turned me
I was prepared for this. Lashing out at me whenever she is unhappy or angry. It will take some time for her to completely forgive me so until then I can't do anything but take everything she throws at me. But fuck, it hurts. Knowing that I let her down and I can never change it. If only I could turn time back. "I never stopped caring" "Sorry. I was just shocked" "Why did you let her go?" "Because Damiano asked me to. He said she didn't know that I was pregnant. Besides, killing her wouldn't change anything. It's not like I can be pregnant again" No, she can't. "Come on. Your sister bought a lot of food. I wonder if she was planning on locking us in here for a week" I change the subject because it feels like now isn't the right time to talk about Leone. Someday we will be able to talk about him comfortably without it being too much for her. At least I hope so. "She's an idiot. Luckily she's with Fabian or God knows what would happen to your son" "Paulo and your friends are here
"You're the one who wants to wait." "Not anymore" He pulls back to take off my dress. Making me realize that he's still fully dressed while I'm completely naked. "Don't you think you're overdressed for the occasion?" "I can't wait any longer," he says spinning me around. My eyes connect with his in the mirror and the wicked smile on his lips is enough to let me know what he's thinking. I hear the sound of a zipper then his hot, hard cock is between my crack. He spreads my cheeks open, wedging himself between them, and starts to slowly move up and down. Lord, that feels good. With his eyes still on mine, he reaches up to caress my breasts, pinching my nipples and sending a bolt of heat straight to my pussy. There's something erotic about watching him play with my body. Watching both our reactions to his ministrations. Especially since I'm naked and he's still dressed. It feels like I'm his plaything. Like he can't be bothered to get undressed because he knows I'll accept him either
Did being a father change him so much? It's been more than an hour and he hasn't touched me which is unlike Cris. The man I know couldn't keep his hands off me. We were like rabbits who fucked anywhere and everywhere. Has he changed or am I not desirable anymore? Did I get old and lose my sex appeal? I'm not even thirty yet. How could he lose interest so fast? He made me sit next to him at the dining table and all he's done is hold my hand. Jumping up, I rush to the bathroom. I was pregnant but never got to breastfeed so my breasts aren't saggy. They're still firm just like how they used to be. And I haven't lost my waist yet. It's still there. I turn around several times to make sure that I'm not lying to myself. Since I came here, I haven't tried dieting or going to the gym. Maybe I gained a little..."What are you doing?" He asks leaning on the door, making me jump. "Fuck, you scared the living daylights out of me" "Are you looking for something?" "Yes. My sexiness
"Last chance, Cris. If you mess it up, I'll send you to hell myself" Damn it! Who was I kidding? I never had a chance. Maybe provoking him wasn't a good idea. If I hadn't talked to him, he would have continued his play. Giving me more time to convince her that I am the better choice. Then again, who's to say she would have given in? Actions speak louder than words. She doesn't trust me. Locking her door was a clear sign that she didn't feel safe with me. I can't help but wonder what would have happened if I hadn't let her go the first time we met. Why does she keep going back to him? He'll hurt her again. I know he will. Turning off the laptop, I take my car keys and leave. She needs to come back to her senses. After everything that bastard did, how could she forgive him? It's okay if she doesn't want to be with me but he's not right for her either. He left when she needed him the most and he will do it again. "Sir" "What?" "She's still waiting for you in the lobby" Damn th
I'm curious to know if they've made up but I don't want to disturb them in case they're in the middle of it. Carina just needed a little shove to see that she still loved her husband. I know the other guy, Marco, has done a lot for her but he honestly scares me. Cris is on our level. If we put our minds to it, we could destroy his business and leave him penniless. As a matter of fact, if he does something stupid again, that's what I'll do. But Marco? He's too powerful. He doesn't go around showing it but Damiano told me about him and I was shocked. If someone like that were to date my sister, of course, we would be known as the most powerful family. But it would also mean that we couldn't do anything without his permission. I thought about it really hard. About who would make Carina happy. Maybe I'm judging Marco too harshly but I don't think he can do it. She doesn't look at him the same way she looks at Cris. At first, I just wanted to mess around with her and see if there was a
"Marianna!" "Gee, are you trying to burst my eardrum? What's the problem now? Shouldn't you be happy for having a sister as caring as I am?""I'm sorry but did you not hear me when I told you to stay out of it? Are you deaf?""Yes. I usually become deaf when it suits me. Which stage are you at?" "I don't know what's going through that thick head of yours but I'll have you know that I'm going to kick him out" "I took the keys with me" Idiot "I have two spare keys you dumbass" "Damn it! Why are you so stubborn? I just want to see you happy" "It doesn't have to be with him. I can be happy with someone else" I lower my voice so he doesn't hear me. Waking up to find him hovering above me almost gave me a heart attack. But it's not the first time I've caught him watching me sleep. If I didn't know him I'd think he was a creep. "Remember when you left the Maldives and were kidnapped by that asshole?" "Yeah. Marco's guys saved me and took me to his house" "Half a point
Now I'm a hundred percent sure Marianna spent all night planning this. I don't know if I should thank her or be pissed. This could go two ways. Carina could either ignore everything and kick me out or she would end up thinking I was in cahoots with her sister and possibly hate me forever. Either way, it's not gonna end well. Before she comes out, I check for other notes and get rid of them. I've just discarded the last one when she asks, "Is there food in there? Marianna said she ordered some" Some is an under... Fuck. Thank God the fridge door is shielding me or I wouldn't know how to explain my hard-on. One look at her and my cock jumps up happily. I know I have no right to demand anything from her but there's no way I'll let her leave the house dressed like that. The floral dress is simple, exposing her shoulders and a good part of her legs but damn it, those legs are mine. That cleavage is mine. Every part of her is mine. She moves towards me and for a second, I forget to bre