LUCAI stumbled into the basement room in the house, feeling mad at myself, and trying not to get lost in my thoughts until I knew I was truly alone.I peered around the room, making sure no one was in sight, before walking back to the door and locking it.There and then, I released a shuddering breath, before staggering my way towards a chair that was all too familiar to me.The softness of the old antique leather chair was like a warm embrace and I sank into it, relishing the feel of coziness it gave me.My head was heavy. My eyes hurt like hell. And my chest, it felt lik something huge was placed on it, crushing it, and almost cutting out the air in my lungs.I stayed in the position for a few moments, trying to get my breath back and block all my thoughts for as long as possible, until I couldn't anymore.The thoughts rushed in like a prisoner released into freedom.Elena.With each time I allowed my self get close to her. Something inside me gave way. And I wasn't sure I was liki
ELENAIt was strange coming to work in my father's office.In fact, two minutes in, and I was already regretting it. I had chosen to wear something corporate, but comfortable, so I had gone for a pair of loose pants, a chiffon button down shirt, no necklace, just earrings, and a pair of comfortable high heel.Alberto had said there would be a meeting on my first day. And while my father may not have been my favorite person, I didn't want to disappoint him. Board or not, this was the mafia. Everyone sitting around that table, had one rank or the other in the underworld, and there was no way I could cower in front of them."You are early." my dad said, too cheerfully for my liking."Have I ever been late to an appointment before?" I hated tardiness. It was a habit he had successfully instilled in me."You don't need to answer a question with a question. Besides, it's simply a complement." Alberto pulled out his cigar, and I scrunched my nose."That thing can kill you, you know." I chos
LUCAI sat impatiently, waiting for Elena to arrive at the restaurant I had booked, a scowl on my face. Anyone who looked at me would think I was in a badmood, and I was. Things were not going according to plan, and it was pissing me off. Badly.The moment she entered though, I didn't need to look to feel her presence. I just knew.The hairs on my arm stood and I turned in the direction of the entrance to see her being guided by the waitress to my table.I instantly felt my insides grow tight. She was dressed so simply, but yet stood out. God, she was beautiful.To my chagrin, she had tied her hair in a bun that was half sleek and half messy. I wanted to pull that hair tie, and toss it away. Even throw all her hair ties away if I could.Her lips were painted a blood red, while the rest of her face barely had any make up on it."Hey.." she said, stopping in front of the table, as I got up to pull out a chair for her."Hey." I swallowed, managing a smile as I sat back in my seat once sh
LUCA"She seems to be getting under your skin a little bit now, doesn't she?" Alessandro said, immediately I stepped into the club. I was supposed to be picking Elena up in less than an hour, but I was stalling. I wasn't in the mood to go to the opera, but I had to be there. Including the man in front of me who for some reason, wanted to be in his club even if it was early.He owned a series of them, on our own side of town, and they were the best, if I could say so myself. It never lacked club goers, no matter the time of the day, and Alessandro always delivered.My brother walked behind the bar to get us some drinks."What the fuck are you on about now?" I hissed, wringling my hands together and observing the club, just for the sake of distraction.I knew what he was talking about. Who he was talking about."Elena. You know....your wife?" his eyes twinkled as he set down the cup of watever mixture he had come up with, in front of me."I don't know what you are talking about. No one
LUCA"You killed one of us." Muscle mass spoke, immediately we went into the room.I said nothing, walking around the huge desk in the middle of the room, so I was facing all of them while keeping a much needed space between us.I could tell it wasn't a wise decision, going in alone with them, but well...call me confident. And I was."One of you?" I asked dumbly, trying to decide between Luke and the ken doll. Although my best bet was Ken doll.We had dumped both bodies in a place Dante referred to as the dumpsite. It was a place for sending very... well... gruesome messages. And only used it when we really needed to. Like now, when we weren't sure who sent those men.It was a tactic to draw out whoever was behind this. And it looked like it had worked."Don't play dumb!" Another one shouted, his voice deeper, but rough. He walked from behind, to stand in front of muscle mass, making me begin to question who really was the leader. "The man you killed and dumped in the dredge!"I cocke
ELENAValeria ended up not going with us.Well she did go to the opera, but earlier, because as it turns out, she had a date, and none of her brothers knew she did. Dante had looked like he was about to wring both the neck of his sister, and the man she had brought as her date, but had held on to a very slim string of control when Valeria had threatened him with something in italian. And spanish.I barely understood any, but there they were, speaking and switching between those, fluently."That damn girl." Dante hissed, twenty minutes into the drive from house, to the location the opera was being held. He had been seething in silence since we left, and only spoke a few words.My consolation was, he was the one driving, and we didn't have any of the bodyguards chokig me up. I wasn't sure I could survive Samuel walking up and down with me in the damn opera!"You haven't said a word since."I had been too in my thougths, that when I almost didn't hear him.I turned, confused. "You haven'
LUCAThe opera house was too posh for my liking. I hated that they had chosen this specific location. Everything seemed too delicate and eligant. Like they were trying too damn hard."Seems like someone overdid them selves." Alessandro remarked, rubbing under his nose and spotting the most unimpressed expression I had ever seen on him. 'I really wish you would have just left me alone.""And enjoy all this on my own? Hell no." I mocked, not paying a glance to anyone, and instead focused on getting to our sky boxes. I could already imagine Elena waiting for me, with Dante.The thought of seeing her brought a strange shiver of excitement to my stomach."Oh... there it is.." Alessandro walked towards the private elevators that led to each box. "I will be next door." He winked, and walked into his, while I pressed the button for mine and waited. "Boss." Samuel's voice came from behind, and I frowned as I hadn't even noticed him before. "Shouldn't you be up there, waiting with her?" I ask
ELENA A few minutes in and the whole house opera house was quiet, and only the sound of the most angelic voice I had ever heard, and instruments, could be heard. She was singing about long lost love and pain. And for the first time since I got married, I actually thought about my relationship with Donavan, and how it had ended. Every pitch, struck a painful cord in my heart, and I felt myself shift a bit from Luca, feeling my throat get clogged. I had experienced heartbreak in the most embarrassing way possible. Yet, here I was, lusting after a man I had sworn to hate. But maybe lust and hate could go together. The woman raised a hand up, her pitch going in the same direction, and the song suddenly took a dark turn. It turned into something really... sensual.. I looked at the hand that had been on my thigh all through, and watched as it squeezed my flesh a bit tighter. "Why did you move?" Luca suddenly asked, his eyes still trained ahead at the performance. I swallowed. "N
ELENAI knew I shouldn't have been coming out here, but no one had exactly banned me from going to any part of the house.Luca, Dante, and Alessandro had all gone out after lunch, with Luca saying they had somewhere to be. Even Valeria had disappeared as usual. I could not forget the lunch, even if I wanted to.All three siblings of his had taken turns interpretting our every move as something way more than it was. I was thankful though, that they had stopped with the whole me being in love with Luca comment, immediately he entered the kitchen.I didn't even want to know what his reaction to such would have been.I pushed open the gates of that led to the east wing, and frowned at the building that looked back at me.Because my bedroom window wasn't facing this part of the house, I had no view of this place. The only view I would have had, was from the kitchen and library. But the trees covered them, and it was build in a way you couldn't see it anyway.I was shocked at how identical
LUCAThe phone pressed to my ear was hot as fuck, but I couldn't give a shit. It wasn't as hot as I was feeling inside from all the anger inside of me."Alberto, you have absolutely now right to talk to me like that. You were in the middle of that fight and I am yet to know why. So don't come at me with your bloody reverse psychology because it would not work."Fabio, had pulled a copy of the CCTV footage from the casino, and just moments before the chaos happened and the CCTV was trashed, I could see Alberto walk in.The crazy part was, I had been parked right in front with both, and hadn't seen anything.Yet here he was, blaming me for putting his daughter in danger."What I do and where I go is none of your business, son. And I am very well in the right to hold you accountable for my daughter. She is a fucking asset to me, whether she is your wife or not!" his words struck me real deep but I wasn't even. having it right now."No. You have done business with the Spaniards before. Yo
ELENAA small gasp left my lips, my chest rising and falling. The pain from him pinching my nipple caused my whole body to hum.How we had gone from warm to cold, to hot now, was beyond me.And of course my body always responded accordingly.I mean, how could I not? When he literally stood there in nothing but boxer briefs that did nothing to hide the very obvious outline of his cock.Luca spun me around, bringing my bum to press firmly on his hardness. He raised my hands over my head, and guided me to the wall where he laid my palms flat. "Don't bring them down, no matter what." He murmured gruffly."I nodded helplessly, quickly getting overcome by lust. He could command me to lift a car now, and I would have done so. "Okay." I answered.Luca spanked me, hard. "Okay... what?" He asked, lifting up my night wear to expost my bum to the cool air.I racked my brain, trying to understand what he meant, and shuddered when I remembered his words earlier. "Yes, Sir." I quickly offered, and w
ELENAI woke up to sunlight.And the feel of a very warm hard body behind me.I blinked, confused as hell.Where was I? And why did it smell lie delicious spicy male colgne?I jerked as my instincts kicked in, trying to move from the body, but was kept in place by big arms that wrapped around me like a cacoon. Huh?"You are finally awake?" Luca's gruff baritone vibrated down the length of my back. I gasped at the sound, wondering why I was in this position. And it felt so good."What happened? Why am I here?" I was enjoying his warmth too much, and all thoughts of leaving escaped my mind as he pulled me even closer."You passed out." he murmured close to my ears, "We rushed you to the hospital. You woke up on the way, then passed out again. Anyway, I decided to bring you home, since you can get better care here." I shut my eyes tight, remembering what had happened. The man... Samuel... me pulling the trigger, fully intending to kill him. I had never shot at a person before. I had bee
MATTEO I wanted to chase after that idiot, but refrained from doing so, and instead, focused on lifting a passed out Elena into my arms. My heart thudded violently,and the thought of anything happening to her, felt like someone was ripping me to shreds. Heck just knowing she had been in danger, had me shaking. When I heard the first gun shot, I had lost the ability to breathe. "Fuck!" Hakeem hissed, trying to wrap samuel's lower abdomen where he had been shot. He was losing a lot of blood, and we needed to get to the hospital and quick. I picked Elena's gun, and got into the car, refusing to let her out of my arms. That was where she belonged. Hakeem helped a still conscious Samuel into the passenger's seat of the car, before starting the engine. I shot a quick message so the area could be cleaned, and the vehicle towed away. "I'm sorry boss, but the car wouldn't start." His voice was slurred, from how weak he was getting. Even his eyes barely stayed open. "It's okay, Samuel.
UNKNOWN "I fucking told you to let it be. You will put us in trouble!" My brother's voice was too loud, even from the phone. I grunted, looking around the lonely street to see if anyone was in sight. It was a run down street, with hardly any soul walking through that wasn't a criminal or a drug addict. Even homeless people stayed away. Yet it is where I currently found myself in. I looked down at my injured hand, tying the cloth around the bullet grazing tighter, so as not to get any blood on the floor. It was more than a graze, and to think I was shot by my own man. Although it was a mistake. "You don't expect me to sit down and let Luca take my business deal from me." I bellowed. "I have worked hard... you and me both.. for the past few months, and next thing I see is his mole trying to sabotage me. No way in hell was I going to sit and let things slide." "Well you didn't have to fucking turn the casino into a bloodbath! Now we are banned, and if word gets around th
LUCA"Mind your business, Hakeem." I hissed, pushignback the passenger seat of my car so I could stretch my long legs. I didn't even want to ask why the chair was pushed forward in the first place because I knew I wasn't going to be pleased with the answer.We were currently parked outside of a casino, waiting for our informant to give us the go ahead on whether we should go in or not.According to him, the Casino was packed with buyers, and what other way to get things running, than playing a game or two with them.But there was a particular person I needed to see."Well, you have been looking at that phone for the past three hours, and I can tell you would rather be with her, then here." Hakeem said in a sing-song voice.Dante snorted form where he sat at the backseat."Shut up." I hated when he decided to talk. I preferred him professional to the t, as he actually mostly was. But sometimes, when he was in a good mood, he behaved differently. Like now."I mean, he's not lying." Dant
ELENAThe papers I was carrying weighed more than they were supposed to.Donavan hadn't been lying.It was true. All of it.My phone rang, shattering the silence in the car.Samuel looked at me through the rearview mirror when I didn't bother answering it and let it ring two more times.I eyed him, then turned my face to the car window, focusing on the passing buildings instead. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. Especially after what I had just found out.I hadn't been able to get through to Alberto, making me wonder where he had kept his phone."Are you alright, ma'am?" Samuel asked, making me look back to see him giving me a worried look through the rearview mirror."Since when did we start caring for each other, Samuel?" My tone was bored and filled with sarcasm.We never had discussions. It was always silent in the car. Sometimes, too silent.Samuel's eyes showed amusement and he peeled his gaze away, back to the road. "That's basically my job ma'am." His tone matched mine.
ELENA"I'm really sorry for the inconvenience." Dorathy Stevenson said with an apologetic look on her face. In her hands were numerous company files.I waved my hand. "Next time just make sure things are in order, to avoid pulling me out of the house like that." I replied, not really offended, just tired.When the door had opened, I hadn't been expecting to see my assistant panting like she had run a marathon. Although I won't be suprised she if she had.None of my father's shipments had gotten the approval to pass. We had had to act really fast.Now though, I was tired as hell and just needed to go home.Who knew that a last minute decision to wear snakers, was gonna save my legs from a lot of pain.I dismissed her and began sorting through the documents in my office. I hadn't had the time to do so, and had told Dorathy not to worry about them, preferring to do them myself.Nothing beat arranging your own document and knowing where you kept what.I was head deep in a box, when I felt