The wedding is five days away. While I know our wedding cake is going to be a cannoli cake with cream cheese frosting and pretty chocolate designs that will be dusted in gold. I might know what our wedding cake looks like, but trying to confirm what topper to go on the cake is a whole other story. The three of us agreed to come out in a poly relationship at the reception. So, I want the cake topper to resemble that. I find it ridiculous that I can’t decide on a damn cake topper from the catalog in front of me. “Can I weigh in?” A sweet voice from my side draws my attention from thoughts. Sofia tagged along with me today, and I’m happy to have her with me. She’s a sweet girl who is so naive. Sofia lives in a bubble and she believes in a fairytale that I want to tell her is real. However, she’s young. Freshly eighteen and totally clueless about the real world. Sofia is another example of the women in the mafia world. Sofia is surprisingly thrilled to have a baby, but she also believes
Excitement brims in me as we head down the stairs into the brothel. Tonight is what I’ve been waiting for and I finally feel a bit prepared. I have to accept that on some level the guys will simply always have a bit more experience with sex than me. However, the important thing Dedria has taught me is that it’s not about what came before our partnership, it’s the relationship the three of us build from here on out that matters. There is a level of training that I will go through with the guys as I learn to be their submissive in the bedroom. Honestly, the whole submissive thing should piss me off given how verbal I am about making sure I have a place helping them lead the family businesses, however, I don’t like to have control when it comes to sex. I also think I’m so comfortable being a submissive to Nico and Anthony because I know they actually give a damn about me. I can never deny how much those two care and love me. So, giving them control is easy because I trust them. Even if
We are in the final days before the wedding. Anthony has successfully recorded my father’s approval video for the wedding reception. I’m honestly relieved Anthony was able to get the video and I don’t want to know the details of how he got it. I do know my father is dead and we will burry him in the family plot in the cemetery outside the city. He doesn't get a funeral or anything along those lines. Maybe that seems disrespectful but it is his wishes and that I will honor mainly because it makes my life a hell of a lot easier. I’ve been focused on the Angle Clinic and our not so legal Angle Death Clinic. We are getting ready to open and we are preparing to take Voiletta to the clinic and show her then night of the rehearsal dinner. She is still obsessively watching her medical dramas as much as she can when she isn’t occupied with wedding stuff. It’s possible she really enjoys them, but I’m skeptical because I know her and her deep love for reality TV. However, it is possible she now
Rehearsal dinners, an annoying tradition in my opinion. It makes no sense why couples have to practice getting married. It’s not that hard. Bride walks down the aisle, the bride and groom get married, they kiss, and that's it. We aren’t doing a crazy long or intricate ceremony, but Nico insisted the rehearsal dinner was necessary. Who am I to argue with my warden or dom? Besides, Nico promises he and Anthony are going to show me something that will help me get back into the medical field. I guess they took my hint that I missed it. It wasn’t actually intentional at first. I was bored as I’m used to having a schedule and errands to run. Sure I’m busy with the wedding, but that by no means takes up my entire daily schedule. Turns out I have a limit of how much reality TV I can watch in one sitting. So, I switched it up with medical dramas to give me a taste of what I was missing even if they aren’t totally accurate. I sometimes make fun of how inaccurate they are. I think it’s cute tha
Today I finally get to marry my Little Dove. I never pictured I’d be sharing her with someone let alone the man I should consider my enemy. However, Anthony has proven he is far more valuable as an asset. I have no problem admitting I like Anthony and I like our alliance. Anthony is more than just an ally, he is someone I’m going to be sharing the rest of my life with as well as Violetta. Anthony and I might not have sexual relationships due to us both being straight, but we connect on a social and emotional level. The three of us have come together to form our own love alliance so to speak, and it’s going to shake the underworld a bit. That’s okay I’m all about making jaws drop for the right reasons, and this is one hell of a reason. Anthony, Jullian, Lorenzo, and I are in a room inside the church getting ready with final touches to our suits and such. Violetta is with Erica, Dedra, and Sofia. Violetta wanted Dedra at the wedding and reception. They are forming a bond, and I’m happy
The wedding ceremony was sweet. I’m happy Nico and Violetta wanted me up there with them. I didn’t really want to sit in the audience, but I also didn’t want to impose on them knowing they already have a special bond. Standing up there with them truly made me truly feel accepted by the two of them. I must confess there are moments where I feel I’m a third wheel, but today being next to Nico at the altar made me truly feel like in some weird way all three of us got married. In many ways we are married, especially in the eyes of the underworld. We don’t necessarily need a certificate from the government that says we are married. The underworld has it’s own government and its own laws. Contrary to popular belief the underworld is not a free fall of anarchy. The three of us finally arrive at the hotel ballroom where the wedding reception is being held. We went more intimate with the ceremony and all out with the reception. The reception is the important part. It’s where Nico officially a
After showing our faces, dancing, eating, and socializing with our guests, I finally make my way to the hotel suite that the three of us will be staying in for a couple of days. Dedra is coming up with me to help me get out of my wedding dress and into something sexy the guys picked out for me to wear. They are downstairs finishing showing face while I get ready for them. I’m slightly nervous, but I honestly anticipated it. Dedra and even the guys told me it’s totally normal to feel some nervousness. Even though there is a hint of nervousness underling my excitement, I’m determined to embrace this night for everything it’s going to be. I want to have sex. I’ve had such a taste playing with the guys at the club with Dedra’s guidance. I’ve learned to suck their dicks the way they each like. NIco is all about the under shaft and tip area that he enjoys my tongue. Anthony enjoys deep throating with more focus from my lips than tongue. Dedra helps me out of my wedding dress, undergarment
The beep of a key card being scanned catches my attention. I leap off the bed as Nico and Anthony come striding into the room. I stop in my tracks over to them because the predatory looks they are giving me freeze me in place. They don’t stop in the pursuit of me until the are on either side of me. My breath hitches in my throat as they each lay a hand on me. Nico’s is on my right shoulder and Anthony’s is on my left upper arm. “Are you ready to be claimed, Butterfly?” Nico questions as he leans in so his mouth is close to my ear causing a slight shiver of anticipation to course through my body. “Yes, Warden. Butterfly?” I can’t help but ask where the new pet name came from. Nico has never not called me Little Dove. “Butterfly is what we have decided to call you when we are being intimate with one another. It will be easier for all of us.” Anthony explains his own breath on my shoulder sending shivers down my spin before he plants a soft kiss on my shoulder. “I like it, but why Bu
I’ve just arrived at the casino. Fuck, I swear sometimes I feel as if I live in this fucking place. There are seriously some moments where I would be fine if I never heard the sound of pinging slot machines ever again in my life. I enter my office and set my venti cappuccino on my desk debating if I’m about to make it an Irish coffee. Violetta has her anti anxiety pills, Anthony has his killing and torturing, and I have alcohol as my stress reliever. When you live in the old world you’re bound to have a couple of bad habits. All of us are edgy since Violetta was attacked mainly because we don't know who it was. It’s totally possible it was random, but nothing is ever truly random or coincidental in the underworld. My worry is it’s the Russians. Shit, part of me almost hopes that it is them because it would almost make things easier. If it’s not them then we might have bigger issues at hand. Not knowing shit in the underworld can get you killed. The most disturbing thing about this wh
It’s been almost two weeks since my attack. We still don’t know if the man who attacked me was associated with the Russians or perhaps another enemy we aren’t fully aware of yet. This is the downside to underworld life. It’s one of things that made me want to run from this life. For so long I fought against this life and the attack was a reminder of why I never wanted to come back to this life. It was a jolt to reality from whatever fantasy land I’ve been living in. Things were going so smoothly without much incident that I forgot about the dangers that can lurk in the shadows. There would have been a time that the attack would have sent me running for the hills, changing my name, and hiding away in fear. I’d be lying if I said if there wasn’t a part of me that felt that way. I wanted to run far away from the underworld. It was my first instinct to be honest. However, leaving the underworld would mean leaving Anthony and Nico behind, and I can’t fathom my life without them now. They
Two days ago Violetta was attacked by an unknown attacker. We thought it might be the Russians finally making a move against the bigger mafia families, but there’s no proof that is the case. We just ended our meeting with the Irish and even they aren’t sure what to make of the attack. The biggest and almost worrisome question is it wasn’t the Russians than who the fuck could it have been? It’s no secret that being in the underworld you are bound to make enemies for one reason or another. Sometimes it’s as simple as having what your enemy desires. We are certainly a target with our success of the cusinos, the Angel Clinics, and control of most of the docks. With the Italian faction being completely united and clearly we won’t be divided makes us a threat. The Russians are clearly making waves with their attack of minor mafia families it felt like they would come for us or the Irish. So the attack made us all jump to the assumptions that it was the Russians, but it might not be them wh
I’m unbelievably happy to be in scrubs again with a stethoscope around my neck. I still can’t fully wrap my mind around the fact that Nico built this clinic for me. Yes, he found a way to do some illegal things with it, however, I actually agree with him on assisted suicide. Obviously, there’s a process we have developed to screen patients and their families to ensure this is truly the patients choice, and that they are sound of mind. Just because we are doing illegal things doesn’t mean that we don’t need to have checks and balances in place. Especially with the morally grey area that assisted suicide falls in. Besides the morally grey area of the Angel of Death Clinic, the legal side of things are also going well. I love that we are able to help a vast amount of people who might not have gotten care due to finances. That’s one of the hardest things I had to process as a nurse was watching people not be able to afford medical care or medicine. I know I come from a privileged backgr
I pop the champagne as Violetta passes out flute glasses. Both Angel Clinics opened today. The Angel Clinic for low income families and really anyone who needs medical care is a true success. The papers even wrote a glowing piece on the Angel Clinic and the positive impact it already has on the community. Meanwhile the Angel of Death Clinic is scheduling patients. The best part of all of this is watching my sweet Little Dove, my Butterfly glow with happiness. She has such a passion for helping people and she chose to do that by becoming a nurse. Knowing my ambitious Violetta she is already plotting to further her career somehow. The clinics aren’t just great for Violetta, they have turned out to be a great place for Erica to thrive as Violetta’s assistance. I also love how they are forging a friendship. I’m proud of Erica and how she has completely turned her life around. She even snagged herself a good man in the form of my best friend. I don’t care if they are together. They seem t
I can’t believe I’m at my little sister’s wedding less than three months from my union. She’s young and I still don’t fully know how I feel about her marriage being used as an alliance with the Irish. I suppose I thought I was better than that. Better than using my sister as a pawn, although she does seem like a willing pawn. I suppose her being in love and happy eases whatever strange guilt I might feel. Even now Sofia is beaming as she dances her first dance with Connor. Everything, even the ceremony took place on the ferry. This whole river cruise is elaborate and totally on par for my secret diva of a sister. None of this is a surprise to me. Sofia has always been a hidden diva. She kept it hidden because I think she was afraid of being judged by our father. She was always eager to please our dad and in some ways I was like that too as a child until I started receiving his less than ideal parenting style. Sofia knows nothing of what our father did to us. It’s better that way. S
Things feel busier than ever as I help Sofia with last minute details to her river cruise wedding. At first, I thought the river cruise was over the top, but it’s grown on me and I’m actually looking forward to the day. Sofia is positively beaming with joy. She found a beautiful flowy dress that hides her small baby bump. The girl is on top of it with plans and even baby stuff. I’m very proud of Sofia and her embracing mafia wife life. I still can’t believe I’m a mafia wife to not one but to dons. I fought so hard for years against marrying one Don and now I have two. Two Dons, my Kings who share their power with me. They will not let me fade into the background. I love them for giving me a place at their side. It’s clear I’m not the docile mafia wife that is happy to shop and spend money. Sofia is totally content to be that type of mafia wife and it’s what clearly makes her happy. It goes to prove that even mafia wife’s can be different. It’s nice to have a variety of us because it
The three of us head straight to the bedroom the moment we get home. I can’t wait for our house to be built because our sex dungeon is going to be fucking fun. For now we have Nico’s condo which somehow is working. It’s certainly not a permanent solution, but for now it doesn’t matter because my focus is entirely on the naked Butterfly in front me. Thankfully, Nico has a king size bed but in our new home we are going for a custom big bed that will be built into the wall. Violetta is touching herself, putting on a show for Nico and I as she rubs her clit with one hand while her other hand plays with her nipples. We enjoy watching her touching herself and she does too. I love watching Violetta spread her wings both in the bedroom and out of it. Nico and I are naked standing in front of the bed watching Violetta. Playing with her before we got home on the way back was fun. She sucked both our cocks but neither of us came. Turns out we like edging ourselves along with edging Violetta. It
Sofia and Connor’s wedding is less than a week away and the clinic opens in two. Life is crazy busy preparing for these two major events. Even with help from Erica and even Sofia I’m swamped with work, but I don't mind it. I don’t do good if I have too much time on my hands. I like staying busy, however, I do enjoy a break once in a while. I haven’t have much of break lately, but I’m hoping that when the two big events are over things might settle for a bit even if the threat of war lingers over our heads. While I don’t regret coming back to live my life in the underworld with my kings, I do hate the violence part of the underworld. It’s nice when I can pretend that part doesn’t exist. Life can’t be perfect, and if dealing with the violence that occasionally comes with the underworld means the majority of my life is happy, I guess it's a fair trade. I will confess that I feel more fulfilled in the underworld than I thought I would. I thought the only way I was going to have a fruitf