Someone is going down. Who do you think will get to Lombardi first? Marianna, Carina or De Luca?
"Hey babe. Are you sure they're all off?" "I'm disappointed in you. Can you have some faith in me?" "I do trust you but if there's even a slight miscalculation, we could die. Do you understand that?" "I love you too, asshole" he snaps before hanging up. Silvano can be such a drama queen sometimes. But he's good at what he does so maybe it is my fault for doubting his skills. I'll make it up to him later. "Okay, Gianna. You're up next. Will you be okay?" "Relax. I've got this" she says pushing her breasts up. I don't know if they could go any further up though. The pushup bra she's wearing is doing all the work. Dressed in tiny shorts and an even tinier crop top, I guess she could never be more ready than she is. "You know what to do. Right?" "Jesus Paulo, I can do this" "Come back safe, okay? Mari will kill me if anything happens to you" "It's good to know I'm more important than you. See you on the other side boys" she winks then walks away. This is the third and l
Now why did I have a feeling he was behind everything? It's not a coincidence that two of our warehouses were robbed. The only person who would dare do something like that is Lombardi. He's got the manpower and resources to do it. He is also the only person who is stupid enough to go after Cris. Granted he used to be the one on top but we took that position for a reason. He should know not to mess with us. Then again, someone who shoots his best friend in the face has to have some guts. These fuckers think I passed out. In all honesty, I'm insulted that they thought they could incapacitate me with just two punches. I've been playing unconscious just so I could hear their plans. I want to know what they're planning on doing next so I can catch them in the act. The fact that Paulo is involved only goes to show that Marianna is in on this somehow. I was wondering how they found out about our warehouses. I guess I have my answer now. That ungrateful bitch. Cris has done nothing but be
"Marianna, why are you walking around my house dressed like that?" De Luca snaps. He looks angry but I know he's just frustrated. The poor man has been forced to watch as I strut around his house half-naked but hasn't been allowed to touch. Well, it's more like he's the one keeping the distance while I work tirelessly to get his attention. It's been a week since I asked him to leave my room and it seems he's holding a grudge. The petty bastard. But he gets points for the control he's displayed so far. His men? Not so much. Batting my eyelashes at him, I ask "Dressed like what?" "Like... Fuck, you're practically naked, woman" "And how do you know I have nothing under this T-shirt?" "Because I can see your nipples poking through it." He grits out "Are you trying to test my men's patience? Cover yourself" "Bras are uncomfortable and my girls need to breathe. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I don't bother with them" I say straightening my back, so that my breasts are pressing ag
I flip to my back, annoyed that I can't stop thinking about him. Every time he goes out, I wonder if he's going to meet with his whores and if he'll fuck them behind my back. Men like Cris wouldn't be satisfied with one woman. He's rich and powerful and if he can get more than one pussy, why wouldn't he? I know between the two of us, he's the one who should do the worrying. After all, we haven't spoken about our feelings or what we're doing. That day in the pantry marked the beginning of our... I'll call it an affair for lack of a better word. Since then, there hasn't been a day we haven't slept in my room or his. He either puts me to sleep with his cock or wakes me up with it. I'm afraid that I've gotten used to sleeping in his arms. To waking up surrounded by his scent and having him take care of me. I never thought someone like him existed, especially in our world. He's perfect while I'm the fucked up one. Lying and stealing from him when he probably thinks I'm falling for him. Th
"Keep your eyes on me. I want to see them when I fuck you and I want you to always remember that I own this pussy. It's mine now. If you let another man anywhere near it, I will fucking kill them. Do you understand?" That includes Paulo. Whatever they had ends now. "Technically this pussy is mine since it's attached to my body but if you want we can swap. Modern-day technology has advanced and it's now possible to have gender-affirming surgery... Ow!" "Keep talking and see how I'll shut you up," I say, slapping her inner thigh. Lazily rubbing myself up and down her length and coating my cock with her juices. With her hair splayed on my pillow and a tint of pinks on her cheeks, she looks relaxed. Sated. The smile on her face makes me feel like I won some kind of lottery. This is how it should be. I want her to always look at me the way she's doing now. Open, vulnerable, unguarded. Never with fear or hurt. "Are you going to tease me all night? I'm kind of running out of patience he
I've been watching her sleep for almost an hour now. Half of her body is lying on top of mine and the first thing that comes to mind is that I want to wake up like this every day. With her snoring softly against my chest. It's crazy how fast our relationship has changed. If I start analyzing it like a sane person who isn't blinded by their feelings or lust, I'd say she's up to something. After all, her bastard father hurt her because she didn't give him anything useful to use against me. Anyone in her position would up their game. But if I go down that road, it would mean I'm doubting her. Her actions, feelings, and everything we've done together would be because she had a motive. And if she has a motive then it means she's faking it. I refuse to believe she's been faking everything. The way she smiles with her eyes, the little moans she makes while I move inside her, and how her body seeks mine even when she's asleep. All that can't be a lie. Marianna is the first woman I'm willing
I think I'm enjoying this too much. I should have insisted on leaving last night but with Cris's arms around me, I couldn't. I gave in easily after convincing myself that it was the last time. I wanted to be with him so we spent the whole night doing all sorts of things I wouldn't be able to do after everything changes. The funny thing is I can't even bring myself to regret anything. Cris has a way of making me feel like the most beautiful, amazing woman in the world. He didn't bring up his feelings which in a way, made this easier for me. If the focus is on sex, I don't have to overanalyze what I'm feeling and why I'm being stupid. This morning, my brilliant self came up with another excuse to spend one more day with him. I can't leave without knowing how he tastes. I've imagined how he'd feel in my mouth, the look in his eyes while I suck him and now I can't move. The adoration in his eyes, the way he takes care of me and just knows what I need. This is a first for me. Having someo
"Wow, that is so cool. Will you show me how to do that?" Tommaso asks sounding in awe. I think he's forgotten that we are under attack and have nowhere to go which only serves to remind me that he's still a kid. I smack his back. "I don't have the time to ask why you have a loaded gun with the safety off. We were going to go out through the kitchen but now we can't. Do you know another way out of this house?" "Yes. Come on" he leads us back to De Luca's room. I'm sure surprise is evident on my face because he smirks. The same way I've seen his father do. Which reminds me of Nev and how Paulo thought we should kill him. Tommaso doesn't have a mother. If we kill his father, wouldn't that make him an orphan? Fuck, why didn't I think everything through? "No one is supposed to know this" he locks the door "All we have to do is keep going until we're on the other end. It's over here in the closet. Come on" "I'm impressed. I never would have thought of that" "Yeah, we all know just
"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"
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 se
"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 breat
I missed watching her sleep. She looks like an angel curled up, with one of her legs exposed and the other one under the covers. I want to stop time so we'll be stuck in this moment forever. So I can look at her all I want without any interruptions. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I tuck her hair behind her ear, marveling at her long lashes, straight nose, and full lips. I want to kiss her while she's asleep because I know she won't let me anywhere near her once she wakes up. Why I once thought it was okay to let her go is beyond me. Will she be angry when she wakes up and sees me here? What can I do to get her back? No matter how much I think about it, I can't see a future where I'm okay without her. Before her, I didn't believe in love. My plan was to find a woman, any woman, and start a family with her. It's no secret that most women would like to be my wife. My last name comes with not only money but also power. The kind that lets them do whatever they want k
Was I too harsh? But why won't he leave me alone? I already told him that I'd moved on and our relationship was over. Why is he trying so hard? Damn him. He forced me to tell him those things. I wouldn't have been so mean if he had just stayed away. Yes, it's his fault. He deserves that and so much more for abandoning me when... If you don't care, why are you still hung up on that? This is getting old. I can't always use that as an excuse. I don't care about him or his feelings but that doesn't mean I have to put up with him. If I show him the slightest consideration, he won't leave and chances are, I might end up back in his arms. But if I don't care, why am I still up at half past one worrying if he was hurt by my words? Thanks to Cris, I have another sleepless night and wake up feeling grumpy. Funny how I'm not affected by the fact that Lombardi was still alive. Maybe he still is. Marianna said she wasn't sure if Nev killed him or not. What I don't understand is why
"Why are you still here?" "I'm wondering if I should sue you for illegal termination of employment. How can you just fire me?" "Your services are no longer needed. Why should I let you stay? Besides, weren't you the one who was complaining about how you didn't sign up for this shit?""Still. You should have given me a one-month notice" I shift my eyes to look at him. What changed? I was under the impression that he didn't want to stay here because he wasn't fond of Val. Why isn't he jumping with joy? "Are you high?" "Because of your kid, I haven't smoked anything in a long time" "Then I thank you on Val's behalf. Now get lost" As much as I appreciate his help, it would be better if he left. I suspect he wants to stick around because of Carina. She's a beautiful woman and men can't help but be interested in her. Speaking of Carina, I wonder if telling her about Val was the right choice. Marco pissed me off and all I could think was that I should never let him wi
"Are you insane?" "Yeah. Insanely hot" "Why didn't you come to me first?" Flopping back on the bed, I close my eyes. Damiano is as pissed as Giovanni was, when he found out I asked Nev to kill Lombardi. I understand why Giovanni would feel that way but not Damiano. They're acting as if I did something horrible when in reality, they are the ones who are in the wrong. Why the hell would they want to keep that bastard alive? For what reason?"If I hadn't followed you, you wouldn't have told me he was still alive" "Barely. He was hooked up to all those machines and had no chance of waking up. Why would you kill him?" "Technically he was already dead. Why does it matter if I killed him or asked someone else to do it? As you said, he wasn't going to regain consciousness" "That doesn't make it alright for you to kill him!" He snarls, making me lean on my elbows. Lifting my head to stare at him. "Are you seriously angry at me because of that bastard?" "In case you fo
It's almost nine and I'm roaming around the house aimlessly because I can't sleep. For some reason, my nerves are too wound up to let me settle down. Who am I kidding? It's that bastard. Knowing he's here and planning on wooing me, as Marco put it, is driving me insane. Is he the one who's been sending me flowers? Where is he? Why was he here that day? And screw Marco. Why the fuck would he tell me that? Anyone in his position would do everything they could to keep me from finding out. Why did he tell me? How does he even know that? Are they in contact or is he spying on him?I'm scared of his presence. I'm scared that his presence will thaw the ice around my heart because it was already melting before I knew he was here. I'm so scared I'll forgive him and fall into his arms as if nothing happened. If I'm honest with myself, I will admit that I miss him. I miss the way he bulldozed himself into my life, the way he still came back to me even when I almost ruined his busines