ELENA"You will not disobey me, Elena. You will marry him."Those were the words of my father, Don Alberto Ricci, and they echoed loudly in my mind like I had just been slapped in the face.When he had called me that morning, I should have known that something was off. Don Alberto had done everything possible to ignore his only child in the last few years, that I had given up on thinking I actually had a father."I will do no such thing, Father." I hissed, gritting my teeth as anger pulsed through my veins. "It is funny how you think I will just sit here and let you sell me off to the highest bidder!""Well, that highest bidder is my only chance at being on the stronger side of this war, Elena, and you will marry him." He moved closer, his eyes blazing. There were few times my father had shown me this side of him, and this, compared to all those times, was the worst."No—" The word had just left my mouth when a slap landed on my face, cutting off the air in my lungs.Pain coursed throu
ELENAI sat stiffly in the back of the sleek black limousine, my fingers curled into my lap as I stared out the tinted window. The grand cathedral loomed ahead, its towering stone facade casting an ominous shadow over the crowded street. The bells tolled, marking the hour of my doom.My wedding.My prison sentence.My hair had been curled to perfection by the best stylists in the country. My makeup, flawless.The soft lace clung to my skin from my neck down to my waist, before flaring out into the most beautiful wedding dress I had ever set my eyes on. Too bad it was for a day like this.Between my father and my groom, they had spared no expense.I couldn't feel a thing.Numbness had become my new favorite emotion.It was the only way to forget what I had seen in that room that day.Had I not been enough for him? I had given him almost everything he could have ever wanted.Had I been that horrible of a girlfriend that he had opted for a threesome?The thought made my stomach turn.My e
The walk down the aisle was more of a walk of shame than anything else as I held on tightly to my father's arm like my life depended on it.If it caused him any kind of pain, Don Alberto said nothing, gazing straight ahead as he led me to slaughter.The smiles from those around almost made me lose it. They weren’t aware that this was all just a sham.I gazed around, searching through the crowd, and almost stumbled when my gaze caught that of Donavan.What was he doing here?He was supposed to be far away from here, right?Donavan was the first to look away, his face void of any expression. If he was here to add salt to my wound, then he was going to be disappointed.I almost didn’t realize when we reached my husband-to-be, and my father left my side."You are not bad to look at," Luca said once I was standing next to him, causing irritation so intense to flood my whole being.How... how... annoying!At least now I could focus my mind on something. Anger."Are you trying to say I'm beau
LUCAI tried my best to ignore the woman next to me, but my tactics only worked for two minutes. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t concentrate without something about her filtering into my thoughts.She was easily the sexiest woman I had ever met.She wasn’t the typical model beauty standard. Far from it.Elena Ricci… well, Elena De Santis now… was every inch a woman.Her hair was thick and wavy, the deep, rich chestnut brown highlighted perfectly against her skin. From the first day I had set eyes on her, all I had wanted to do was wrap my fingers around that hair and pull. Fuck…The thought of her on all fours, my hand fisted in her hair, pulling it back while I did unimaginable things to her, made me shudder lightly.Her skin… oh, how I wanted to taste every inch.Elena didn’t know what she had signed up for.Sure, I wanted her to hate me. I didn’t believe in love. Not ever.Besides, if she found out the truth… Nah, I wasn’t going to go there.But she was going to do my bidding
ELENAIf I had thought seeing Luca was over for the day, I had been sorely mistaken because just as I had prepared to lay down and rest my sore muscles, a servant knocked on my door, informing me that Luca had asked to see me in his study.Talk of bad timing.I stood in the huge study, ignoring how massive it was and focused on the man in front of me. Arms crossed, I watched Luca move with calculated ease. He removed his jacket, unbuttoning his cuffs as he turned to me with a cold smirk.“There are rules in my house, Elena,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “You will follow them.”I arched a brow, refusing to show fear. Rules? Of course, a man like Luca had rules in his house. “I’m not your slave.”His smirk deepened. “You’re my wife. That means you belong to me in every way that matters.”My jaw tightened, but I remained silent. I had to pick my battles.“First rule,” Luca continued, stepping closer. Yeah, he had to come into my space again. “You will respect my authority. I will not
He was there again, not in the shadows, but right at the forefront.My eyes widened at the sight before me. A sight I struggled to understand at that age.What were those men doing?Three women, dressed in nothing but little pieces of materials I had been told were called lingerie... lag... whatever... I couldn't remember the name, walked into the room and laid on the bed, arms entwining as they kissed each other. One of them looked straight at me, smiling as her companion slid her long fingers over her body.I could only swallow nervously as I stared at the sight before me.I wanted to leave. I didn't want to see.But the hand that held on to my small body pinned me down. "Please... let me go... please," I begged, squeezing my eyes shut as I struggled against the strong arms."Shut up, Luca, and watch how it is to become a man!" The deep voice above me bellowed.I forced my eyes open, looking over to see one of the women lay on her stomach just as a man came to stand behind her. In hi
ELENAThe table was full of different kinds of food once I reached the dining room, after minutes of pacing in my room and contemplating whether to go down or not.And yes, I had brushed my teeth again.At the head of the table, Luca sat with his head buried in his tablet, while one hand held onto his cup of what I assumed was coffee. And it seemed he liked his coffee plain black."Sit." His baritone commanded, without him raising his head to look at me.I didn't wait to be told again and grabbed hold of a chair that was a bit further down from him, but Luca cleared his throat, making me glance up nervously at him. "Sit next to me." And for effect, he kicked the chair on his right.On slightly shaky legs, I made my way over to him, plopping down on the seat."Eat."Gosh… he didn't have to be so bossy. But everything in front of me did look yummy, so I reached forward and poured myself a cup of hot chocolate, adding a good amount of sugar before bringing it to my lips to taste."Mmnnn…"
LUCAThe sickening crunch that echoed through the soundproof room was, to me, the cherry on top of my cake.My knuckles burned lightly from the impact, but I didn't care, sending it back into the man's jawline. "I can keep going all day, Luke, trust me," I hissed, hitting the barely conscious man again.Things had been going wrong for months now, and where I had thought I was close to finding out what in the world was crumbling my hard work, we had hit a dead end."I won't say shit! You can kill me if you like!" Luke yelled, spitting out blood from his battered lips, while I stood there, right in front of him.There was fear in the man's eyes, no doubt, but he knew, just like everyone in this room, that people like him had sworn to be loyal. But there was still a loophole. There just had to be."What did you find, Hakeem?" I asked the other man in the room, who stood behind me, out of sight, while I kept my gaze on the man tied to the chair in front of me."Nothing, Don Luca. They left
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
LUCAThe room was almost as silent as a grave yard, thirty minutes after I had assembled my brothers and told them of Fabio.I had intentionally left Valeria out, because I knew it would be easier to tell my sweet forgiving sister, than to tell the two men in front of me.Dante finally spoke first. "So you are telling me, that that father of yours, not only played half a role in our lives, but was able to go start up another family, with another woman?" he was angry, and rightfully so.Dante never got along very well with Martinelli, but he never bumped heads with him. He rather prefered to stay aloof.Alessandro on the other hand, followed our father like a sheep, although he did voice out his opinions when necessary.As for me...."I don't know about starting a whole family, because according to Fabio and his mother, I don''t think Martinelli was present in their lives." I had spoken to the woman who was kind enough to answer soem questions. She had told me, that she was only doing
ELENA"You have been fiddling with that since." Valeria's voice dragged me out of my thoughts, and when her words registered, I snatched my hand from my necklace and managed a small smile.I had finally given in and worn my mum's necklace. And I hadn't been able to stop touching it.Maybe it was the closest I ever felt to her. "It's just a habit." It wasn't a lie. Even before, I had always played with the gem on it. If it weren't a real stone, I'm sure I would have worn it out, with so much friction."Well, it's beatiful." she said, eyeing the necklace with a small frown etched on her face."Thank you. It was my mum's." I plopped into the couch next to her and picked up a throw pillow, wedging it between my legs.Valeria was hardly ever around, and even when she was, I usually wasn't aware. That is, until she came to drag me out of my bedroom. Like today.I had decided not to go to the office, much to Alberto's chagrin, and Luca's excitement. The truth was, I was feeling a bit under
LUCAI squeezed the steering wheel of the car tightly seething silently. I had told Hakeem that I was just strolling out, just so that he would not insist on following me, or be suspiscious and alert either Alessandro or Dante of my whereabout.The message had been clear this time.A text message to my phone.Someone was playing with me, and I was going to find out who.We had relaxed after the run in with those men in the club, but I still hadn't believed it was over.He wanted to meet, that was fine.I honked at a car that was turning too slowly in the bend I needed to enter, impatient as hell. When he finally moved, I flipped him a finger and continued on my way.It was a small house. A cottage to be honest.I looked at the adress on my phone's gps again, to make sure I was in the right place.It showed that I was in the right place.I parked the car, opposite the house, on the other side of the road, then brought out my gun, makign sure it was fully loaded, before sticking it in th
LUCAI couldn't get her out of my mind.I had taken her to my bedroom, and made love over again. Rosetta had brought us a late lunch in the bedroom, after which we had made love again. This time, it had been slow and long. I just didn't want to stop.The only reason I had even left the room was because I knew she was going to be sore, and needed rest.Seeing her in my bed.What had I been thinking taking her there? Now the only place I had to myself that had no trace of her, was now filled with memories of our love making.I poured myself a cup of whiskey, not bothering with ice cubes and just gulped the liquid down.I had never ever, slept with a woman in my bed. I prefered to sleep alone. Yet, after we lay spent, I had drifted into sleep. Not once, in those few hours, had I been jolted awake by the dreams that usually tormented me. In fact, if my phone hadn't vibrated contniously, I would have still been entangled with her, in my bed.I had lingered for a few minutes, just watching
ELENAI looked behind me, feeling a slight chill down my spine."Is there something wrong?" Samuel asked, looking in the direction I was looking at.I shook my head, blinking and turning back to continue towards where Luca had parked his car. He had called and asked me to meet him in front of his restaurant. I wasn't surprised though, since his new forte was removing me from work at any time of the say.This time though, I welcomed it. Anything but the humiliation I had gone through in that office with my father.The tests, came back negative. All three of them.I didn't understand why, but I felt disappointed too, but not for the same reasons Alberto was.Luca was leaning on the car, his features alert. "Alberto." he nodded, reaching out to shake my father's hand firmly. "Luca." My father replied.I cast my gaze down, waiting for them to say whatever it is they wanted to say to each other, but my name was mentioned. I looked up to see Luca casting me a concerned look. "Get in the car