Twelve Luca Capaldi Detective Wallace Wilkins had worked as my family’s private investigator for as far back as I could remember. Giuseppe had had him on retainer. I intended to keep him as such. He was good at finding out information that I needed. He was an older man, with a bald head, a round nose, and always wore a black suit with a black fedora. Even when he was inside a fancy restaurant, like we were now. “Luca,” he said. I stood up, and took his hand, patting him on the back. “Good to see you, Wilkins. You remember my wife?” I gestured to Audrina. Audrina stood up and shook his hand. “Hello, Detective. It’s nice to see you again.” Wilkins looked Audrina up and down. It was an appraising glance, the kind that he might give any new person that he had just met. But somehow, the idea of Wilkins looking at Audrina made my fists clench together. Audriana Bianchi was fucking mine. The three of us sat back down at the table. “So, surprised that the two of you finally took
Thirteen Audrina Bianchi It was surprisingly easy to become friends with Daniela. She was a loner, and since Niccolo had a stern grip on the school, no one dared to even try to be friends with her. They knew that doing that would go against him. And since he was one of the richest boys in school, no one wanted to do that. Daniela spent most of her time at school when she wasn’t in class hiding out in the library. The other girls hadn’t been welcoming when I’d showed up at the academy. They’d thought because I was a model that somehow meant that I was a threat to them and their boyfriends. After my first week of being there, I found my locker spray painted with the words COKE WHORE. I took that to mean I wasn’t going to be invited to any sleepovers anytime soon. So, one day when I found Daniela sitting in the library, I went to go hang out with her. “Hi.” She’d been midway through chewing her sandwich and looked up at me, stunned. Swallowing, she said, “Oh. Um. Hi. You’re Audr
Fourteen Luca Capaldi Swim team wasn’t exactly known for it’s glory. Most of the time, girls preferred watching football players practice instead of us. The main reason I was allowed to be on it was that Giuseppe saw swimming as a skill. He saw football as a game. It was also one of the few reasons he would allow me to skip going with him to any “meetings” he had. In the water, I wasn’t the heir to a dynasty built on bullets and bloodshed. In the water, I could forget about all of the responsibilities and strings that came with this privileged life. Practice for swim team was Wednesdays and Thursdays, and then the rest of the week the pool stayed open after hours for any students that wanted to use it to train harder. The pool was my safeplace. I could ignore my future there. Ignore the way my brother was an asshole to the girl who was probably the closest thing I had to a best friend. Ignore the way that Daniela looked like she was breaking on the inside most of the time because
FifteenAudrina Bianchi “Where are you going?” Marie Bianchi asked. It was Friday, and I had managed to arrange a club outing for Daniela. Luca and Niccolo would be there, and so would Louis. I was wearing a silver, Valentino dress, with a matching pair of strappy, silver high heels. “I’m going out.” Marie Bianchi was a tall, dark haired woman woman in her forties whose plastic surgery had been paid for by the work I did as a model. “Do you actually care?” I asked. If she were the kind of parent that gave a crap, she would have. Especially since I had been arrested for having drugs in my purse and that was the whole reason we were in Boston in the first place. She was sitting on the couch in the living room of our loft, flipping through a magazine, not even looking up from it to talk to me. “No. But I received a call from Andre this afternoon. He’s very upset that he hasn’t seen you recently. And you know, he is footing the bill for this place.” At this, she looked up from
SixteenLuca Capaldi We finished our breakfast with Wilkins, and then I took Audrina to the Prudential Center. It was a large, shopping mall filled with designer stores with everything from Dior to Kate Spade. “What are we doing here?” Audrina asked. “You know I can just have my stuff shipped from my home.” I laughed. “You’d have to go back to New York to do that. I’m not letting you out of my eyesight now that I’ve got you. Besides, since the public knows that we’re married now, there’s something important that the two of us need to do.” Audrina groaned. “Please don’t tell me that you want to have a vow renewal ceremony or something. The wedding in Vegas was enough. I don’t want to live through that experience again.” I kept my face neutral. Audrina was the kind of girl that loved to put on a show. When we were younger, we’d gotten married as a spur of the moment thing to keep her safe from Andre. Now, we were adults, with money of our own. Not that we’d ever been poor. We’d
Seventeen Audrina Bianchi Maybe I shouldn’t have given in this easily. After all, sex in relationships was a power move, wasn’t it? I hadn’t expected Andre to come back. I hadn’t expected Luca to offer to buyout my family so that I could run my business. Without my family involved, then I would be able to run an honest business. One that didn’t involve smuggling drugs in with my merchandise. And we knew the location of where my daughter was. On my darkest nights, I had thought that she was in another country because I had searched everywhere for her. I didn’t have her yet. But I had no doubt with Luca by my side that I would get her back. Luca was the one person in my life that I had been able to count on. Even when I had betrayed him. He was still constantly trying to save me. The only reason that he had given up on me was because I had pushed him away for his safety. And I’d killed Giuseppe for his safety too. If Niccolo had stayed in power, Giuseppe would have used Luca as a p
Eighteen Luca Capaldi The drive home was far too long. Even watching Audrina play with herself. Even with having had her mouth on my cock. When we got to the house, I didn’t even let Rick open the door for us. I got out, and pulled her with me. I dragged her through the house, up the stairs, and to my room. Our room. She was still wearing the same dress that she’d come to me the previous night in. I took it off of her. Then her bra, and panties. When she was completely naked, I picked her up and wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my torso. She kissed me deeply, and I could feel my cock bulging in my pants against her core. I found myself sticking my finger into the crevice of her perfect ass. Audrina’s eyes widened. “Do you like that, Beauty Queen?” She blushed fiercely, and nodded. “I do.” “Good. Because I’m going to fuck you there eventually. Maybe I’ll even make you wear a buttplug. Just to torment you a little the way that you torment me all of the time.” A
NineteenAudrina Bianchi When I got home from going to the club with Luca, Andre was there in my apartment with Marie. The two of them were sitting by the couch, talking and laughing like they were old friends. “Oh, you’re home,” Marie said when I came into the door, “Andre stopped by to visit. He was awfully upset when you weren’t here.” Andre looked up, his blue eyes roaming my body. My stomach twisted in knots. It wasn’t like when Luca looked at me. When I wanted him to. No, this felt like Andre trying to take something---someone----that wasn’t his to take. Because I didn’t give a fuck about Andre. I hated him. And if it weren’t for his connections, and Marie’s coke habit, I wouldn’t have anything to do with him. “You look nice, all dolled up,” Andre said, “I was planning to take you out on the town. But it seems you’ve already done that yourself. Maybe, instead, we could stay in and have some fun together, eh?” Marie smiled. “Andre got me and my friends reservations for th