Sorry for the long break from adding chapters. I injured my shoulder and hand, wasn't able to type. The game is going to start from now, Reyna is out for revenge 😉😏
Carlos tried to console Reyna further, but she shrugged him off. She had mentally switched off as Reyna, she was now Mrs. Hernandez, ruthless Mafia queen. “I’m fine, I refuse to wallow in self-pity”, her words were stern and callous.“So, what is the reason you decided to come to the States, clearly something must be seriously wrong. I know you hate leaving Europe.” Glaring at him, waiting for a response. He was now talking to his queen and not his sister-in-law, her air of authority prevalent.“I had sensitive info I wanted to share with you and there is a rat that needs to be caught, both issues were too serious to be handled by anyone else. I had to make the trip”. He had a grim look on his face that made Reyna anxious, she knew he wouldn’t have come unless it was a matter of life or death.There was a solemn atmosphere in the car, both of them not speaking till they pulled up outside the safehouse, more like a compound. It had been specially designed to keep people out, and being
“Rey, Rey”, he tried faking a smile, but Reyna was having none of it.“I’m waiting WTF is going on, what business do we have with Mr. Reyes”. Her voice devoid of any warmth, Carlos knew she was tethering on the brink of having a drama queen moment. The only problem was her moment meant people bleeding and being tortured. She scared even him when she went off the deep end.“Come, sit, I will make us something to eat, and I will tell you everything”, trying to sound as calm as possible but Reyna wasn’t falling for his delaying tactic.“Don’t speak to me like I’m some child, you forget your place. I’m not hungry I want answers and then I need sleep”, she was not in the mood for his stalling, she was pissed, and she wanted to know WTF had brought him to the States.“Okay, okay”, he threw his hands in the air, faking surrender. “Let’s go grab a seat in the study and I’ll give you all the details”. He walked out, knowing she would follow him. She glared at his retreating back and decided to
Reyna POVI watched Carlos’s frown turn into a smile. His a very good-looking man, with a boyish charm. Any girl would think she met her dream guy just by looking at him. He had deep dimples that was prominent when he smiled. Thick curly blonde hair and a well-defined body. His brown eyes had a hint of green in it, which made it very stricking and hard not to notice. If only the persona he reflected was who he really was, he was a tormented soul with a dark past and a mean streak that he tried to keep under control. He has a secret that only I know, his brother knew, but with his brother being dead, it’s just me that knows his truth. I will never betray his trust and I know I can trust him with my life, that is one of the reasons our bond is so strong. If I had a brother, I would want it to be Carlos.I smiled back at him, he walks up to me and wraps me in a warm hug. I hug him back, his one of the few people I allow to touch me. After my ordeal with Luca, the idea of people touching
Carlos POVI watch Rey march out the door, like a woman being chased my blood hounds. I feel a sense of relief, she took all the news better than I expected. She never ceases to amaze me. I wonder what plan she is cooking up in that head of hers. Most people see her and think she is a soft, kindhearted person that can be easily manipulated, but it’s the complete opposite. She is cool, calm and calculated, she meticulously plans out everything before putting a plan into action. Her angelic looks give her the upper hand over most people, especially men. That was the reason my brother chose her. He wanted a woman that could disarm a man with her looks but could outsmart anyone with her charm and smarts.I watch as she ascends the stairs, I take my phone out and start making calls. The queen has given orders, and I’m here to make sure her orders are carried out. I’m excited for the game she has planned. I hate to admit it, but the last two years without her at my side, has been boring an
Carlos POVWe silently sit at the kitchen island while she drinks her coffee, and suddenly my phone rings, shattering the peaceful ambience. I check the caller ID and see it’s Jose calling, I answer the call and put it on speaker so Reyna can also hear the conversation.“I’m listening”, I flatly say as I pick up the call. Jose is breathing heavily, and I instantly figure something is wrong. “Boss, this fucker tried to run, but we followed him to a new location. We still have him under surveillance, but we need to move quickly. I hear there is a rumor he obtained a new fake passport”.Balling my one hand into a fist, “I don’t what to hear about a fucking rumor. Get the facts and you make sure he stays in one place or else it’s your funeral”, I yell into the phone, Rey just silently listening. Before I hang up, she speaks.“Jose”, for a moment the line sounds dead, “Jose”, she says again, sounding more authoritative.“Mistress”, Jose’s voice sounding all raspy, clearly his shocked that
Reyna POVI feel Carlos’s hand on my shoulder, and I glance over to him, he smiles, “did you hear what I said”, he asks, and he must see the confused look on my face. “I guess you were lost in your thoughts again”, he rubs my shoulder, as if he knows where my mind went to.“Sorry”, I smile back at him, “was thinking about something Luca said”.He has this look, like his eyes are going to pop out of his skull, I chuckle at his facial expression.“Don’t look at me like that. There were words of wisdom every now and then in between all the bullshit he spewed.”Carlos burst out laughing, shaking his head, he pulls me in for a hug. “Guess my brother wasn’t a homicidal maniac all the time”, and we both start laughing. Soon the laughter dies down and Carlos is staring at me with a very perplexed look on his face.“I still admire you for learning to deal with him and all the madness that came with him. I know he was one fucked up soul, but he was still my brother and the few times he was slig
The look on Carlos’s face is priceless. His marching up and down like a foot soldier, cussing and speaking incoherently in Spanish. He stops abruptly and glares at Reyna, she could not be phased by his outburst. He watches her as she takes the time to warm up before sparing and he decides that he needs to vent. The best way is to train and spar with her. She raises her right eyebrow, watching him, as he pulls his training trunks from the same duffle bag. Not wanting to vex him any further she quietly continues her routine. She is skipping, warming up, realizing that he is going to spar with her. She chuckles, he obviously wants to vent his frustration on her.“I’ll be right back”, he doesn’t bother to look at her as he moves to go change his clothes in the bathroom. Reyna doesn’t reply, ignoring him and continues skipping, checking the timer. A few minutes later Carlos comes out of the bathroom, his changed into his black boxing trunks and white vest. As he walks over to Reyna, she
“Let’s start laying out the plan, first step to inserting me into his life as the Mistress starts tomorrow”, Reyna explained to Carlos and Sara, the two of them staring a Reyna, a bit confused.Seeing their inquisitive faces staring at her, she shook her head, “swear you two are kids that I need to draw pictures for, for you to understand”. Standing up she starts pacing, “let me break it down for you. I want to befriend the Reyes family, especially Rodrigo. Tomorrow, we will have them help us and we as the Hernandez clan, more specifically me, will be indebted to them. I will offer a hand of friendship as thanks, and the idiots that they are, hungry for power, will gladly accept the friendship…. You are following me so far”. The annoyance noticeable in Reyna’s voice.Carlos and Sara in unison replied, “OH”, and looked at each other, finally starting to understand where Reyna was going with this plan.“Okay, so now that you are following me, let me explain further. We know his getting
Rodrigo POV Her very sexy ass is bouncing as she gets up and walks towards the closet, I’m still cursing, and my dick is still hard. I was so close to fucking tasting her again, fucking her again, last night was not enough. While all these thoughts are running through my mind I don’t even notice when she approaches the door. I look up as I hear the sound of the door clicking as she turns the knob. I feel my heart drop to my stomach and my raging desire dies down. I was hoping for a steamy session with my very hot wife but seems I’m going to have to settle for a cold shower.I watch as she only opens the door slightly, blocking who ever is at the door’s view into the room, I can’t see her face, but I can hear she is agitated, I chuckle as I stand up to go to the bathroom, seems I’m not the only one that’s going to be sexually frustrated for the rest of the day. As I walk into the bathroom I close the door, and decide I need a fucking cold shower to get my body to calm down and
Rodrigo POVI watch her face as I lay my feelings on the table, hoping to get some kind of reaction from her but her face remains expressionless, she truly has mastered the art of masking her feelings. The Rey I fell in love with use to wear her heart on her sleeve and her face would be a mirror for all her feelings. However, the woman I’m staring at now seems devoid of emotions, but I know her better than anyone, better than she knows herself and I can see her trying her best to keep her mask intact. The fact that she hasn’t pulled her hand away from my touch, means I’m right, she still has some feelings for me. She yearns for my touch as much as I desire to touch and devour every inch of her body.I notice that she is keeping quiet, her eyes show she is wrestling with her feelings, and I take the opportunity to lean in and kiss her soft, plum lips. Praying internally that she doesn’t pull away. I feel she is hesitant to kiss me back and I quickly move closer and wrap my arm around h
Reyna POV As I sit on the side of the bed, watching Rodrigo squirm with the cuffs, trying to sit up. The menacing glare in his eyes causes my heart to stir for a moment, but I quickly bury my emotions and slip the mask of the Mistress back on. “Stop wriggling and moving, all you going to do is hurt your wrist, it’s not going to help you get loose”. I stare at him and take another sip of my coffee. “Would you like some, Sara has brought up two cups of coffee”, smiling smugly at him while he just glares at me. He looks at the coffee in my hand and then nods. I get up and walk over to the tray and get his cup, I walk back to the bed and hold the cup to his mouth so he can drink from it. “You could remove the one cuff at least, I mean seriously, where am I going to go if you are holding my whole life ransom” the irritation noticeable in his voice. I stare at him and decide that there is no harm in taking the one cuff off. I get up, put both cups of coffee on the night stand and take
REYNA POV He subtly tries and changes the topic, trying to get me to remove my mask. How sad, his trying to play mind games with me. I cut him off, make it clear to him that the only way he is going to see my face is on our wedding night. He says nothing at first, staring blankly at me. I think his still lost in his thoughts, I wait for him to focus on me before I finish off with a bang. “Come let’s have a drink while we are waiting on Carlos to bring the marriage contract”. I drop the bombshell waiting for another tirade to erupt but surprisingly he just glares at me and walks over to the bar area. Was it that easy for him to accept his fate? My mind in wondering. I watch him as he takes the tequila bottle from behind the bar and chugs a heavy shot straight from the bottle. Not bothering to offer me or pour me a glass of whatever is behind the bar, he takes the bottle and comes back around to the front to face me. I grab the bottle from him and take a big gulp and return the bott
I want to sincerely apologize for the long break in between me posting new chapters. Unfortunately, what was meant to be a small op and a week break to heal, turned into a bigger issue and a longer break than I anticipated. I’m slowly getting back into typing, trying not to strain my hand. Please bear with as I do my best to update as often as possible until I’m fully healed ❤️###############################################################################Reyna POVI smiled at him and addressed the crowd. I apologize, not so sincerely. Pretending that my intrusion was clearly a coincidence and ask him if he would like to go on with what he was busy. I know his not going to continue, I’ve just ruined the mood and I couldn’t be happier.I finish with the pleasantries, I’m in a hurry to speak to Rodrigo and his father in private. Before leaving the stage, I walk over to him, and invade his space. I’m so close to him, I can smell his cologne, it’s always so intoxicating and for a minut
Reyna POVI sat in the car as we drove to the function venue. Both excited and nervous, it’s been two years since I officially was the Mistress and the Mafia Queen of the Hernandez clan. Everything I’ve been doing over the last month has been behind the scenes. This is the first time in two years I step into the limelight, I make my presence known and I’m not doing in a small way, me being me, I had to do it with a bang, literally and figuratively that is.I’m still amazed that the split personality I’ve developed over the last few years, Luca really did a number on me and the only way I could cope was to create her, the classy, shameless, cold and heartless Mistress, she embodied sexy and sultry and no one could resist her charms, on the other hand she instilled fear in everyone just with her presence. I admired her, I liked being her. The real me was weak, scared and vulnerable, she was the opposite.Of all the awful things that happened to me, creating her was the best things I
Rodrigo POVIf I didn’t see how serious her expression was on her face, I would have burst out laughing. This woman was crazy, I wouldn’t take that chance, she might just kill me in my sleep not to mention I had given my word to Maria, and I wasn’t going to renege on our arrangement.No one dared speak, the tension was palpable in the air, I stared at her not knowing how to answer her without offending her.“You seem to be at a loss for words, something wrong with my offer”, her tone taking an icy turn, this conversation was headed downhill fast.“No, it’s not that, you need to understand I have already given my word to Maria, and I can’t go back on my word. What would that say about my character”, keeping my tone as pleasant as possible, hoping to not piss her off.She moved closer to me, she was now invading my personal space, standing only a few inches from each other.Looking into my eyes, the lack of warmth noticeable. “I tried to make an offer and hoped you would willingly accep
Rodrigo POVI stood there shocked and in awe. How can someone look that ethereal and at the same time have such a dark aura. Her face wasn’t visible but yet you could see the whole crowd that was gathered, shaking from the effect she had on them. Even Maria whose always so fearless cowered behind me. The rest of the lights seemed dim and the only light that shown brightly was the spotlight that had moved from me to land on the figure in the entrance way.The crowd parted as she sauntered towards me, walking the length of the gold carpet, looking like every bit the temptress, she was. Every man watched her hips as it swayed side to side, and for some reason I hated that they were all staring at her like she was their favorite food. I stopped scanning the room and my eyes fell back on her as she approached the stairs of the stage and in that moment, it felt like the whole world dissolved, and all I could see was this petite yet deadly woman glaring at me, staring deep into my soul.In t
Diego POV I’m mulling things over in my head, I hear Rodrigo faintly cursing. We both are trying to figure out what is this woman up to. We know she must be plotting but all the avenues we explore lead to a dead end. We pulled up at the venue, I see the extra security has arrived and I feel a sense of relief. At least the guest and the function will be guarded to the max. She is one of the esteemed guests and so we can’t block her from attending, all we can do is keep a tight grip on the happenings and try and prevent any type of catastrophe from occurring. We marched into the hall, side by side, me still checking the security details on my Ipad and Rod was busy on his phone, chatting to Maria to make sure everything was fine from her side, trying not to give too much away in the process. The last thing we want is that crazy chic to make things worse by confronting the other crazy chic, that’s like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. He huffs and ends the call, and I can’t h