POV Isadora King As I watched my sister-in-law Katarina I couldn’t believe that I was doing this. She was not a part of our world at birth, her mother left her with a lackey and he didn’t do anything to prepare her for the ways of the mafia. I knew I had my work cut out for me. We had been practicing for days and she didn’t seem to be getting it at all. Alejandro came by today to see her progress and I was squeamish about what he would think. She picked up the balanced blade, holding the knife by the handle to throw in a pinch grip, she angled the knife, and assuming proper stance she threw it at the cardboard cutout. It flipped in the air and landed away from it. “ Again.” I said as I walked up to her and fixed her stance. “ Hit the target this time.” Katarina took her stance and looked at Alejandro as he stood nearby smoking a cigarette, watching closely. “ You can do it, baby.” He cheered. “ Just remember the steps.” She took her stance again, placing her weight on her dominan
In the mafia there are certain codes that you have to follow but when your best friend is the Mafia King those codes come at you from all areas. One of the codes is a brother code and the number one is not dating Isadora King, his baby sister. Easy right? What if I told you that I tried to stay away from her but Isadora is not like any of the other female conquests. She wasn’t just someone I wanted to fuck. She and I had this attraction to each other for as long long as I can remember but we never acted on it. Then one night I was at the club when I saw her. She was dancing on the dancefloor, swaying her hips, and moving that body of hers in one of her tight, mid-thigh dresses she wore to the clubs I watched in my corner as she ran her hands over her body to the music and took a shot of liquid courage. I snuck in behind her and started to grind against her body and she reciprocated by rubbing up against me. I felt myself getting hard and I knew I wanted her. I rubbed my hands all ove
POV Alejandro King The day finally came where I entered his cell and took a seat in my chair watching him. He was hardly recognizable. His hair grew out and his facial hair. I lit up my cigarette and he turned to look at me, his face riddled of fear. “ Hello Javier. The day has arrived.” He stared at me, eyes widened and I smiled wide. “ How does it feel, you fucking maggot, to know that I am the last person you will see before you die?” He shook his head and began to beg. “ I-I’m sorry, all right. I-I shouldn’t have-done what I did.” “ Do you think that’s going to be enough? You fucking tried to rape my Katarina and you think you can talk your way out of this?” I spat at him, venom seeping in my veins. I snapped my fingers and Sven wheeled in a table that contained the torture we had chosen for him. “ No, no. Dear cousin. Your fate is sealed. You should know better than to cross me, touch what’s mine.” I walked over to the table, picked up the knife, and heated it with the flameth
POV Katarina King I was out with Alejandro on the terrace eating breakfast and I finished and got up to go put the plate in the sink when I felt light-headed and fell against the counter, dropping the plate on the ground with a crash. The glass plate shattered and Alejandro stood up and quickly came to my side. “ Baby, Are you all right?” He looked at me with concern. I shook my head to reassure him. “ I think I just got up too fast. I’m fine.” He picked me up in his arms and sat me down on the stool close by. “ Take it easy, baby,” he grabbed a tall glass and poured me some water., “ Drink this.” He slowly brought it to my lips then he rubbed my back. “ Be careful today.I don’t want anything to happen to my angel.” He said as he peppered kisses on my brow. I swatted him away. “ Alejandro, I just got up too quickly, I am fine.” He gave me the ‘ Are you sure’ look and I smiled. This man, big bad mafia king and I have him wrapped around my finger. I can’t believe we’ve been married fo
POV Alejandro King As I watched Katarina sleep I was struck with worry. What was going on with her? She tried to be so strong and fight whatever was happening but her body was weak. I got called away to a meeting today and as I listened to the other families discuss the newest on the weapons front my thoughts were back home with Katarina. I didn’t want to be distracted but I couldn’t hide my worry and my father and Pedro noticed. “ Amico, is everything OK? You seem…out of it today.” He said as he handed me a cigarette. I was trying to cut back, especially since the numerous times Katarina was around me smoking she got sick. I lit it up, worried as I took a drag.” Katarina’s not feeling very well.” I replied back and then felt my father’s reassuring hand on my shoulder. “ I’m sure it’ll be fine, son.” He patted my back then walked over to pour a drink behind the bar. Pedro looked at me genuinely concerned, “ What seems to be the problem with her?” He asked, taking a sip of his brandy.
POV Katarina King Ever Since Alejandro found out I am carrying his heir he has been nothing but attentive to my every need. If I have a craving he was right on top of it. If I had a migraine he would massage my temples. He ran baths for me. Gave me foot massages. The works. Hands down Alejandro was the best future daddy I had ever seen. He didn’t let me out of his sight. Often if he had a meeting he could do over zoom, he did it. He didn’t like to leave me alone for very long. He went with me wherever I had to go and he wouldn’t let me lift anything heavy. Both he and Pedro hung around the house, reading the latest mommy blogger to get updates on what this trimester should be like. Isadora often would help Pedro with the research. Both of them would be the Godparents and they took their duties very seriously. “ It says here that her morning sickness should subside by the second trimester, right now she’s 13 weeks along and the baby is the size of a lemon.” Pedro said and Isadora sa
POV Alejandro King As we walked into the living room I wondered if Katarina was right. If she and I were forbidden to be together how would I feel? I know I would’ve gone through hell and high water to be with her, shit I mean we DID go through hell and high water to be together. There were a lot of obstacles we had to go through. First the poker game then she was kidnapped, and then Javier, and her hospitalization, and then her mother. We had come a long way and my angel was so strong through it all. I held her and kissed her neck. Man, I loved this woman. I couldn’t imagine if she wasn’t with me. “ Hey, Amico, why don’t we go out for a bro night and leave the girls?” I looked at Katarina and she smiled, softly caressing my face with her small hand. It amazed me how small she was compared to me and still how strong she is. Pedro looked at Isadora and then got up from the sofa and I kissed Katarina before grabbing my keys and heading out the door. If Katarina wanted me to talk to him
POV Katarina King As soon as the men left Isadora and I had a movie night in the theater room. We watched a rom-com and indulged in popcorn, snacks, and drinks. I remembered what I saw when we exited the elevator but was waiting for an opportunity to bring it up. She kept looking at her phone and I noticed she looked nervous. “ So, how long have you and Pedro been going out?” I asked and watched her reaction. Her eyes went wide and she looked like she might try to deny it so I continued, “ I saw you, Isadora. When Alejandro and I got out of the elevator, I saw you two kissing.” She took a handful of popcorn and threw it in her mouth then nodded. “ OK, you got me. What can I say? Pedro is hot. We’ve been hooking up.” She answered. I knew she was leaving something out. “ So you’re just hooking up, that’s it?” I asked curiously and met her gaze. “ Oh well if that’s all it is. How come lately you two have been inseparable?” “Inseparable? When?” She raised her brow, her eyes wide. I sm
POV Robbie King FIVE YEARS LATER I sat in my car and waited as I did every day for the past five years to make sure that my princess was safe and to keep an eye on her. I watch as she comes down towards the car, hugging her jacket to her body. She taps on my window and I roll it down and she stares in at me. “ I told you I didn’t need your fucking detail on me, Robbie. I am totally capable of making it home safe on my own.” She opens the door and gets in, crossing her arms across her chest. I brush my thumb over her lips and lean in and kiss her gently. “ Is my princess upset?” I ask her teasingly. “ Robbie, I am not some wimpy girl who needs her Mafia boyfriend to fight her battles. I grew up in a household where my father beat us and I learned to fight back.” She says and I pull her to me, claiming her mouth. “ Robbie, I’m serious!” She says more sternly.I am trying my hardest not to laugh but she is so fucking cute when she gets angry. “ Princess,” I say as I grab her hand and
POV Alejandro King I watched Robbie’s expression and he seemed like he was all right with this decision. My son was in love. That sounded crazy to some people. A lot of people said they didn’t believe in love at first sight but it did exist. When I saw my wife enter the bar with her roommates. She was so innocent, so modestly dressed, her natural beauty stuck out among all the other women that night. I knew that it was love at first sight and it only confirmed my feelings when I spoke with her and held her, touched her. That was so many years ago but my love and possessiveness still hasn’t changed, not that it ever would. Katarina tames the beast inside, the evil that lurks under the man I am. Without her I am a monster, sadly I fear that curse has been passed onto my son. “ Did everything go over well with AJ?” Katarina asks as she begins to set the table for dinner. She’s wearing a nice sundress with her apron, her hair is up in a messy bun, flour is splattered all over her clothi
My father looked at me then he took a seat in a chair near the bed. We continue to stare at each other then I hear someone knock at my door. “ Daddy, it’s me, Issa.” My sister Isabella states on the other side of the door. “ What do you want?” I ask her and I hear her sigh. I can tell she’s frustrated. Isabella is pretty easy to read even if she’s not face to face with me. She clears her throat, “ Tell my brother that I am taking his girlfriend to the mall with me. I am meeting some friends and she is in need of a new wardrobe.I-I also saw something…I am going to get her some makeup to cov-cover those.” My father looks at me as if he’s trying to decide on something, his eyes are on the door. I walk to it and Isabella is standing there looking at me. “ Who are you meeting at the mall?” I don’t want to show her that my real reason for asking is because I want to make sure it’s not any guys in her group of friends but as usual she sees through me and rolls her eyes. “ If you’re so afra
POV Robbie King There was a knock at my door. I knew that knock all too well. It was my father’s knock. Before I answered, he walked inside. He stared at us and then leaned against the wall in all his glory. My father had a certain aura about him, one that hung in the air; powerful, dangerous, entitled. I was a lot like him. When he saw something he wanted he went after it. Cars, houses, businesses, and my mother. He possessed them all. “ I spoke to your mother.” He finally spoke up after studying us. “ Angelina, Isabella wanted you to go to her room. I will come get you once I finish talking to my son.” He had an authoritative tone to his voice and unlike me, she didn’t even put up a fuss. I watched as she left the room then looked back at my father. I knew this would come up sooner later but he wouldn't change my mind. Angelina was not leaving me and no one would tell me different. “ Your mother told me that you have been watching her, Robbie.” He looked at me then he came close
POV Robbie King When dad and mom went out of town I had a party at my house and I invited her to come. I left a note in her locker and I was hoping she’d be there but she didn’t arrive then Fernando tried to rape my baby sister and Rico and I as well as two of our other friends tied him to a chair and beat him up. It was by pure coincidence that he was her brother. Pure coincidence that her father hit them. Pure coincidence that she arrived as we were leaving. I sought my chance and took her with me. I knew as soon as I saw her walk in I was leaving with her but her old man was trying to hit her in front of me, well that was all the confirmation I needed to ensure I was making the right decision. I sat in my chair and listened to her as she took a bath. I would take care of her. He would never hurt her again. Suddenly I wondered something. Was that why she wore her clothing so modestly? Was she hiding even more bruises or burns or scars? I ran out of my room straight into my mom who
POV Katarina King As they pulled into the driveway Isabella and I looked at each other. Alejandro had explained the situation to us ahead of time but I was still in shock at what he had told me. The situation of a beautiful young girl being abused by her father hit close to home, too close to be coincidental and it dug up past wounds. The fact that she and her twin sister were both enduring the same abuse was so grievous to me as I remembered my own past and what my father had subjected me to. When the car parked and the men got out I was wondering what to expect; however, I wasn’t prepared for what I saw. Angelina was a beautiful young girl who was dressed very modestly, carried herself very properly, she was so innocent looking, yet sophisticated and she reminded me of me. Her long brown hair had natural highlights in it and her golden eyes had specks of amber in them as she looked at us. “ Wow, she’s beautiful.” Isabella said, “ I can’t believe she likes Robbie.” She stated as a
POV Alejandro King The families decided to get together to ‘discuss’ the situation that occurred with Fernando and Isabella. The boys did what they set out to accomplish and though they beat the kid up he’ll think twice about trying to make advances on a girl younger than him. The taped confession they got also did wonders and even though some of the families were still upset they could all understand the boys’ reaction to the situation; after all, it wasn’t long ago when they had a little sister who they dawned over and wanted to protect against predators. We had the boys join us for the meeting, even though Isadora and Katarina would probably skin us alive, I felt it necessary that the families hear their version of things. Isabella was in her room away from the party when Fernando saw her light on and entered her room. Isabella wasn’t even aware of his presence because she had been relaxing in the tub. When she came out of the bathroom he grabbed her and pushed her onto her bed th
POV Katarina King They had been outside working on Issa’s playhouse and Alejandro had put together the roof and set up the stakes the house was supposed to snap into. I came out with a tray of sandwiches and lemonade. Alejandro had his shirt off and his Adonis body now had sweat dripping down the muscles and causing me to feel wet as I looked at him flustered and he winked at me. “ Like what you see?” He held my gaze as he grabbed a sandwich from the tray and I turned red knowing he caught me staring. “ It’s looking nice.” I commented and Isabella smiled. “ Daddy is making my house.” She said and Alejandro chuckled. “ Remember what I said, Piccola Principessa?” She swayed back and forth as she swished her dress. “ Daddy said it is my petend house,” She answered then added, “ but I says it my house.” Alejandro picked her up and placed her on his shoulder then grabbed a sandwich and handed it up to her. He grabbed me and pulled me closer in a hug. “ Thank you for everything. I get
POV Alejandro King I left Katarina in my bed fully satisfied from our performance. Man she was a fucking lioness in bed and I couldn’t wait for our next time together but right now I had to take care of Piccola Principessa, little princess Isabella. As I entered the kitchen she was sitting on the stool, her deep blue eyes stared at me and she dangled her legs down from the stool. She was still wearing her princess nightgown and her brown, curly hair was a mess with snarls. I smiled. My beautiful little girl. “ Where’s mommy?” Her tiny voice asked me and I walked into the kitchen. “ She’s still sleeping. Daddy will help you.” I told her and poured myself some coffee and took a sip. “ Daddy?” She said to me and I looked at her. “ Why were you and mommy dancing naked?” She asked so innocently but since I was caught off guard I spit out my coffee. What did she just say?! Oh shit! H-How? D-Did she see us? “ It’s OK, daddy. I saw uncky Pedro and ant Isadora dance naked, too.” She ho