MenaI almost ran from the table when Stefano Fanucci sat on the opposite side of me, but it turned out to be a good thing—because I didn’t have to escape Domenico’s glance for much longer.The two were engrossed in their own conversation while I kept busy with Alessio. He couldn’t keep his hands by himself, and managed to touch my thigh every five minutes.Of course I had to push him away because he was unaware what he could do to me. Just one touch was enough to make me a hopeless waterfall.He removed his hand from my thigh and transferred some food from his plate to mine. “Eat,” he commanded softly as a warm smile appeared on his lips.“I am eating,” I said, looking down at my already full plate. If I ate any more, I was afraid I would explode.“Yes, but not enough,” Stefano chimed in. I gasped, unable to say anything because I didn’t want to disrespect him. Although I felt comfortable around Alessio, for some reason, I had already decided that this man didn’t like me at all.He l
AlessioI used to hate staying in during the morning, but now everything had changed. All I wanted was to lie in bed with Mena, whether that involved fucking or simply talking.She was just a good person to be around.Unfortunately, I had a business schedule today that I couldn’t ignore.Minutes had passed since I had been staring at her like some sort of creep, waiting for her to accidentally wake up so I could properly kiss her goodbye. It was of no use as her chest rose and fell with each breath, and I was forced to accept that she wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon.I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, gently removing the sheets that were wrapped around her like a mummy so she wouldn’t suffocate.The past days had been unreal. I made it a thing to explore her body as much as I could. Through the night, in the shower, against the wall, on the desk—whenever and wherever. She had become like a drug, an addiction, and I couldn’t get enough.The way she moaned my name, the way she tr
AlessioI was greeted back by the sight of Estelle, the flight attendant who often work on our private jet. Her presence was a surprise as I had definitely not expected to see her."Estelle, what are you doing here?" I asked as she leaned in for a quick hug.A flush rose to her cheeks as she handed me the drink she held in her hand. “You remembered my name,” her eyes beamed with happiness. “I live and work here whenever I’m not in the sky.”A silence followed between us. She blinked her eyes, hoping I would be the one to keep the conversation going—but I had nothing to talk about. Not with her.It made me feel like a terrible person because she seemed like a nice woman."When I heard a Fanucci was coming, I already hoped it would be you," she eventually broke the silence.I cracked a smile. "What? You don't like my brothers?""I do," Estelle quickly clarified. "I was just hoping it would be you."Maybe if I kept my mouth shut, she would leave. Nothing against her, but I just wasn’t in
AlessioFor a second, the car was filled with silence, but then Donni broke into laughter. "You must be fucking joking. Levi, are you hearing this guy?" I couldn’t tell whether he was amused or just extremely concerned.He had known me the longest, knew how much I enjoyed the presence of various women without tying myself down to one. I always said the thought of falling in love made me want to puke—so I understood why he was weirded out.The idea of me, Alessio Fanucci, falling in love was too absurd to accept.“Bro, that just doesn’t make sense,” Donni reacted, not even trying to accept the situation. “It’s clear the two of you have been fucking like rabbits all day, but love? That’s a big word.”"I know. I’m not the type of person to just randomly say shit. You know that," I spoke, irritated. It wasn’t something that came out of the blue. It was something that had been on my mind for days, and now I could finally come to term with it.I was in love with Mena. Deeply in love.I love
JimenaI sat at a table near the pool, braiding Naty’s hair. She was about to take her first horseback riding class, something she had been eager to try after hearing about Melody’s stories.Her request had come out of the blue, and I was against it at first. Of course, Alessio was on her side and managed to persuade me to let her go. He promised Melody had the best instructors, and Naty would be in safe hands.Truthfully, Naty deserved it—there was no question about it. She adjusted well in school and had quickly become one of the best in her class. Her teachers often praised her for her artistic talents and said she was a fast learner.Letting her go on a horse was the least I could do. As always, Alessio was busy with work but by now I was used to it.“Mommy?” Naty called for my attention, her tone sounding serious.“Yes, baby?” I replied, wondering what she could be asking me about."You like spending time with Alessio, but you never liked spending time with Daddy," she concluded.
JimenaWe ended up grabbing some fast food through the drive-thru, and were now parked in a spot near the woods, eating our food.It was more awkward than it had to be from both sides—and it was all because we had yet to discuss the situation."Did you bring me here so you could kill me and bury my body in case I say something terrible?" I joked, trying to ease into the conversation with a bit of humor."You got me," Alessio played along, taking a bit from his burger.We shared a laugh. He and I both shared the same humor that no one else seemed to understand.He put down his food and twisted his body to take a better look at me. His smile fainted, and had changed to a look of concern. “Now tell me what’s on your mind,” he said, and I realized it was now or never.He was not on his phone, he didn’t had to run to an appointment, there was no one else around us—the woods were quiet and he was entirely focused on me. If I was going to do this, I had to do this now.I drew in a breath. "W
Alessio“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you—at least for the first two?” I asked Uncle Stefano, watching him as he prepared for the day. He was planning go check out the new, still empty Fanucci warehouses. Originally, I was supposed to join him—but plans had changed.Melody and Naty had their art exhibition at school, something they had been talking about for a while. Naty and Mena asked me to be there, and I couldn’t let them down. Plus, it would take some burden off mom as well."I need you to be serious today, Gian. Be useful," I told my brother, who would be joining him instead. This was not like the usual small runs he was used to. Making sure the warehouses were in good state was important to our business.Gian scrunched his nose, looking at Uncle, “Is he my dad or brother?”I dismissed his words with a scoff. There was only a year between him and Dante, and then another year between me and him. Despite our close ages, I had always felt a sense of responsibility to
AlessioThe man gestured towards a young girl standing alone in front of a board, displaying her art. She looked lonely, and a sad smile was stuck on her face. There was no friend by her side, and everyone walked past her art."Sure, we’ll take a look," the words left my mouth before I could truly think about it. The situation just looked fucked up, and despite me being an asshole, I did have somewhat of a sympathy for unfairly treated children.I pulled Mena with me, and we made our way towards the girl’s display. Instantly, she grew a big toothy grin on her face.Mena knelt down to the girl’s level and shook her hand."What is your name?""Lily," the girl replied.Mena was quiet for a second, pushing a few strands of Lily’s hair behind her ear. “I like your dress, Lily,” she had her way of making people feel special. "What do you have to show us?" The girl quickly reacted to Mena’s question, giving her an explanation of her art while I stepped back and watched.I ‘just relaxed and