While Violetta is getting her sex lessons from Dedria, Anthony and I are off to meet someone a little unexpected. I’ve conducted plenty of business in the burlesque with my dad, but never with him being the party I’m negotiating with. Anthony found what I needed to confirm suspicions that something wasn’t right with my dad. His health has declined, and for good reason. The asshole has colon cancer. He’s hiding his cancer treatments that aren’t working. The doctors even told him not to bother with treatments because the chances of it working are slim. However, my father moved forward with the treatments. “Before we go up against my father, you are positive of the information you have. It’s not that I don’t trust you Anthony, I just don’t want to give my father a reason to poke holes in our alliance because he will. He will be furious with our union, but he’s ill and we can give him what I know he craves most; a peaceful death.” I know my father fears death, but even more he fears a pai
Dedria is making things so much easier for me. I’ve only met with her twice and both times we simply talked. It feels good to have someone validate my feelings about sex. I’m nervous. I know I shouldn’t be, but I am. I’m intimidated by Nico and Anthony with a lot of things. It’s not just with sex, it’s life in the underworld. They have power, influence, and men to back them. I hate feeling powerless because that’s exactly how my father made me feel. I appreciate that they are trying to be better than my father. Anthony and Nico aren’t my dad and they aren’t their father’s either. They are trying to do better, and I want to be at their side helping them. I’m going to my third session with Dedria. We meet late at night while Anthony and Nico are off conducting dirty business that I’m positive I want nothing to know about. I will confess there are parts of this life I definitely don’t want to know about. I like that they are giving me the option to pick and choose what I want to be a pa
I’m not surprised that Nico’s father is being difficult. He is still refusing to give Nico Don. At the point, Nico has to make the choice to end his father’s life. I know that it is hard for Nico to make that call. I can tell he still has respect for his father. I don’t sense a love between them much like there wasn’t love between my father and I. Something I plan to do differently with children. I want the three of us to be present parents, but I will not force it on Nico and Violetta if they aren’t overly fond of the idea. Somehow I have a feeling they will be on board with it and want to be present too. The three of us are striving to do better than our parents. To do that we have to weed out the bad apples. We have a week until the wedding. Nico and I are using Violetta’s sexual goddess lessons. I think it’s adorable she needs help embracing her sexual side. Dedria is right when she calls Violetta a unicorn. It’s not Violetta’s fault either. The men in her life made sure she was
The melancholy sound of beeping machines almost sends me to sleep, but I fight the urge and take a sip of my canned espresso. Night shifts in the ER are no joke, but it was the first job I was offered out of nursing school so I took it. I took it because I’m determined to earn my freedom from the man who keeps me as his ward. Enzo DeLuca is a man my father worked for. He was Enzo’s second in command of the DeLuca mafia until my father betrayed Enzo to the rival mafia family, the Ronkas. Instead of killing me or selling me into sex slavery, Enzo took pity on me mainly because his son Nico advocated for me to be his father’s ward. Nico DeLuca is determined to make me his wife, and maybe there was a time I wanted that. However, I want my freedom more. Whatever plans Nico and his father have for me are purely for their gain only. I don’t want their plans. I want my plans. I want to be free from the violent world the mafia is shrouded in. I want to help people, maybe even become a doctor
Violetta Calla stands next to me as we wait for our order. She’s on edge as she nervously plays with the black stethoscope around her neck. Her celine blue scrubs hide her coca cola shape figure as well as her nice sized breasts. I’ve been watching Violetta from an affair for years. Her father said she was to be my wife, and I want her to be my wife. I wanted to claim her when her father died but the DeLuca’s claimed her first. War isn’t something I wanted to start. Besides, she was only fourteen at the time and I was already eighteen. I figured it was best to let her be with them until I could reclaim her as mine. Violetta going off on her own was a good thing. However, it was clear she was on a mission to separate herself from the mafia underworld. Nico gave her that space so I decided to respect it as well. I’ve been waiting for the right chance to approach and now it’s time to make my move. “You can relax, Violetta . I’m not here to hurt you. I just want to talk.” I inform her.
Sitting at my desk in my large office in the back of the casino looking over the books as I drink a very expensive bottle of Merlot while puffing on an expensive Italian cigar. It’s about four am. I’ll be leaving soon to go rest in the penthouse suite of the hotel that the casino is located in. That’s where I’ve been living since Violetta went off to do her own thing. I didn’t like the idea of her breaking free on her own, but I needed to let her spread her wings or my little dove would be a sad little caged bird. So, I let my little dove spread her wings and fly knowing one day I’d have her as my wife. I’m about to turn twenty-seven and I plan to bring my little dove back home for my birthday which is in exactly three months from today. There’s a huge party planned at the casino. All the guests will get to play on the house. It’s going to be a night to remember because that is the night I also plan to put a ring on my little dove’s finger. I have everything set in motion, and I’m an
I’m thrilled when my shift ends at seven am. I waste no time going to my locker, grabbing my things and hightailing it out the door. I take the bus to my little one-bedroom apartment in an average part of town. I try to avoid the wealthy part of the city and the not so wealthy part of the city. I find the average parts of the city are where I prefer to hideout. I have a cozy standard one-bedroom apartment with a bedroom, kitchen, full bath, and a living room. There’s also a small dining area that I have set up with a small table and one chair. My little apartment is my safe place. My mind is spinning, so I need my safe space so I can come down from the adrenaline pumping in my veins from tonight's shift.. Once I enter my apartment, I lock my door and drop my backpack by the front door before I kick my black sneakers off. I make my way to my bedroom and grab my cotton cream nightgown and a pair of fresh panties before I head to my bathroom. I pop on my shower, lay my clothes and fresh
I’m running on four hours of sleep, but I don’t care. I’m going to Violetta’s apartment. I hate where she lives, but of course she would pick some cheap, basic ass apartment complex to live in. Violetta has always been a stubborn dove. She would defy her father at every turn. Her mom died when she was young in some mafia involved violence, well, that’s what Mario claims. My theory is that Mario killed his wife because after Violetta was born, her mom started fooling around with one of the men under Mario. I don’t know all the details, and to ask my father about it now, I doubt I would get the truth. My father used to tell me everything. I was in on all his plans and secrets. Two years ago my father started to become paranoid that everyone was trying to kill him, even me, which at the time I thought was crazy. Over time, it’s gotten worse. I think he’s losing his mind from years of doing terrible deeds. My father has done some serious fucked up things that I never agreed with. My fath
I’m not surprised that Nico’s father is being difficult. He is still refusing to give Nico Don. At the point, Nico has to make the choice to end his father’s life. I know that it is hard for Nico to make that call. I can tell he still has respect for his father. I don’t sense a love between them much like there wasn’t love between my father and I. Something I plan to do differently with children. I want the three of us to be present parents, but I will not force it on Nico and Violetta if they aren’t overly fond of the idea. Somehow I have a feeling they will be on board with it and want to be present too. The three of us are striving to do better than our parents. To do that we have to weed out the bad apples. We have a week until the wedding. Nico and I are using Violetta’s sexual goddess lessons. I think it’s adorable she needs help embracing her sexual side. Dedria is right when she calls Violetta a unicorn. It’s not Violetta’s fault either. The men in her life made sure she was
Dedria is making things so much easier for me. I’ve only met with her twice and both times we simply talked. It feels good to have someone validate my feelings about sex. I’m nervous. I know I shouldn’t be, but I am. I’m intimidated by Nico and Anthony with a lot of things. It’s not just with sex, it’s life in the underworld. They have power, influence, and men to back them. I hate feeling powerless because that’s exactly how my father made me feel. I appreciate that they are trying to be better than my father. Anthony and Nico aren’t my dad and they aren’t their father’s either. They are trying to do better, and I want to be at their side helping them. I’m going to my third session with Dedria. We meet late at night while Anthony and Nico are off conducting dirty business that I’m positive I want nothing to know about. I will confess there are parts of this life I definitely don’t want to know about. I like that they are giving me the option to pick and choose what I want to be a pa
While Violetta is getting her sex lessons from Dedria, Anthony and I are off to meet someone a little unexpected. I’ve conducted plenty of business in the burlesque with my dad, but never with him being the party I’m negotiating with. Anthony found what I needed to confirm suspicions that something wasn’t right with my dad. His health has declined, and for good reason. The asshole has colon cancer. He’s hiding his cancer treatments that aren’t working. The doctors even told him not to bother with treatments because the chances of it working are slim. However, my father moved forward with the treatments. “Before we go up against my father, you are positive of the information you have. It’s not that I don’t trust you Anthony, I just don’t want to give my father a reason to poke holes in our alliance because he will. He will be furious with our union, but he’s ill and we can give him what I know he craves most; a peaceful death.” I know my father fears death, but even more he fears a pai
The wedding is soon, and I’m oddly looking forward to it. I can’t believe I’m looking forward to marrying Nico and Anthony. Well, Anthony I won’t be legally married to, but that’s just semantics. Those two possessive men will be all mine just as much as I will be theirs. As much as I’m looking forward to my life with Nico and Anthony, I still wish I had some purpose other than being their wife. I know kids are in our future, and while I want that it’s not all I want. I have to assume that I can have some life outside of wife and mom. Nico and even Anthony have to know it’s important for me to have more. Maybe when the time is right I’ll ask them about going back to work as a nurse, or something along those lines. I hate to think I wasted all those years getting a nursing degree for it to end up collecting dust. However, I have to admit there are perks to the mafia life. Call me a pampered mafia princess but I can’t deny it’s nice living with an indispensable wallet. Part of the reas
It’s been a couple of weeks since Nico, Violetta, and I have all agreed to be a united force to reckon with. It seems insane to think the three of us are going to do this let alone make it truly work. In the normal world what we are doing being in this poly type relationship would probably be frowned on by most people. However, this is the illegal underworld and there aren’t many rules if any at all. There’s an advantage to being in the underworld, one that I don’t think VIoletta appreciates yet. Speaking of Violetta, both Nico and I are a bit concerned about her. She’s adjusted back to a regular sleep schedule, but without her job she doesn’t have much to entertain her. It’s clear she misses it. It’s clear she misses it with her new obsession with medical dramas. I might not know Violetta well, yet, but I know that isn’t really her. She’s not one for TV unless it's reality. Even the books she reads are non fiction. It’s almost as if she can’t stand the fact that she lives in a world
As I stand in the mirror looking at myself in the most gorgeous gown I think I’ve ever worn I’m not hating the idea of tying the knot. The ivory dress is a princess style gown, with a sweetheart neckline. Lace makes up the bodice while the skirt is made from tulle and lace. There’s a gorgeous matching lace trim vale. The freight train of reality has struck me hard. I’m getting married to Nico, but I will belong to both him and Anthony. Equally their wife and queen at the same time. That thought excites and terrifies me at the same time. The fancy wedding boutique is something I would never personally pick, but I don’t have a say. The dress has to come from this boutique because that’s where all the ladies of the Italian mafia go. Probably because they launder money for us. Still, standing in the lavish boutique surrounded by dresses that don’t cost under ten grand makes a bit uncomfortable. I don’t even want to know how much the dress cost. They don’t put price tags on the dresses, b
By the time we make it back to my condo, Violetta is half asleep. I think tonight was a bit overwhelming for her. It was fun playing with her, and Anthony and I are ready to have so much more fun with Violetta. However, as interested as Violetta is, she’s hesitant. She was fun when we were playing with her but the moment her orgasm crashed over her she suddenly became very aware of where we were. Maybe playing with her in public like that was a bit intense for the first time, but she has to get used to it because I don’t think either Anthony or I will be able to keep our hands off her in public or private. I might need to have one of Connie’s ladies help Violetta to embrace her womanhood. It’s not her fault her mom died when she was young. Once we get inside, Anthony and I let Violetta settle in our room. I hear the shower pop on as Anthony and I leave Violetta be for a bit. She’s overwhelmed, so it’s best to leave her be to process everything. Her life has changed yet again and this
My mind has been blown from this evening. Completely blown. Never in a million years would have imagined that Nico and Anthony would be friendly with one another let alone forge an alliance where they share me. Fantasy wise, I’m down for being used by two powerful men in a sexual way, but I want freedom outside of sex. I want a say, a place at their side, and I definitely don’t want to be shoved into the background like my opinions don’t matter. They both have promised to treat me as their equal in that sense, but this whole thing is twisted in ways I didn’t even know were possible. Let’s not add the fact that I found out the truth that my family truly is one of the main families that started the Italian American mafia. It explains my father’s thirst for power. He was trying to reclaim what he thought belonged to our family. I don’t care about the political bullshit of who should own what when it comes to Italian territory. The guys can deal with that, but I don’t want to be kept in
I have to admit I was surprised Nico reached out to me. I thought for sure I was going to have to trap him into a meeting using Violetta to do so. However, it seems Nico is aware of the threat we face. That’s a good thing because I’d like to avoid elimination, which is the only way that the other families of the underworld would be able to take our reigning position. So, if the two of us can come to some compromise where Violetta is concerned and have a united front, we might stand a chance of preservation instead of intinction. Of course, this whole thing could be a trap, but somehow I doubt it. While the Ronka’s and Deluca’s might not always see eye to eye, Nico hasn’t personally attacked my family. HIs father has but my father also is guilty of attacking our so-called enemies. The problem is the Italians need to get over whatever pretend fake civil war that has been going on for decades. Our enemies have noticed our divide and they simply waiting to strike. The Russians love to at