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“Any more news about the woman Aleksandr took?” I asked, wiping sweat from my brow. “Whoa, hold up. Aleksandr took a woman?” Tatiana asked, her nose scrunching up. “I never pegged him for the kidnapping type.”
“Ha, as if. More like he’s gone soft.” I scoffed. “Aleksandr? Soft? No way.” “No, seriously. When I offered to help, he got all pissy and told me not to go near her. It was super weird.” He picked up the bouncy ball again and started bouncing it against the wall. “Even threatened to break my fingers if I touched her.”
“I swear! Got all grouchy and growly. More so than usual.” “Wonder why.” “Maybe he has a crush,” Tatiana sang, her lips curving into a smirk.
“Queen of La Cosa Nostra. A role you were born for.” “I don’t know about that,” I mumbled, riddled with self-doubt. “I do.” He placed a supportive hand on my shoulder. “You’re beautiful, smart, strong, and best of all, vicious. You’ll have New York eating out of the palm of your hand in no time. Just believe in yourself. Be confident. And I’ll always be here if you need help.” I gave him another hug. “Thank you, Otets.” Father.
Awwww
After returning to New York, I spent days dealing with the Outfit. They were still causing us trouble. Their new Don, Franco, was trying to make a name for himself by stepping into our territory with his men and drugs. It was pissing me the fuck off.
Gabriella’s stupid face held a certain smugness, like the fact that Arturo didn’t tell me about her presence was a good thing for her, and a crappy thing for me. It probably was. Lukyan clicked his fingers, giving me that something just clicked in my brain look. “Oh, that’s right. Didn’t he mention that some bitch was staying at his house for a bit?” Thank you, brother.
Lmaooooo
The De Luca mansion was a beacon within the Cosa Nostra, a symbol of wealth and power. It was where every leader of the famiglia lived during their reign. First, Francesco, Arturo’s grandfather, and his wife. Then Alessandro and Isabella. And now, Arturo and me. Arturo explained that the mansion had been in their family for decades, and it was a tradition to live in it when you ruled the Cosa Nostra. He planned to honor it.
“Missed you,” I whispered. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip, and a truly dark, devastating smile graced his face. “Missed you too.”
I flipped him onto his back with a quick gymnastics move, pulled out a knife, and held it under his chin. “And I’m only just finding out about this now?” Leaning into the knife, he gave me his signature smirk, the blade cutting into his skin. “Don’t tease me, kotenok. You know I like to play rough.”
Ahhhhhh
“I like to play rougher.” He rolled so he was on top, my knife still at his throat, and thrust hard, grounding his rock-hard cock in between my legs. He groaned. “Fuck, I want you.” He swiveled his hips, and pleasure shot through me.
“Is that how you wanna play, kotenok?” he purred in my ear. “Fine by me.” He took the knife, still in my hand, and used it to cut my clothes. With precise cuts that showed exactly how good he was with a blade, Arturo slashed down the back of my shirt and ripped it from my body. He moved the cool steel of the knife down my skin until he got to the top of my jeans.
Hot
“You’re mine, aren’t you, Illayana? All that fire, all that spirit, this sweet fucking pussy. All mine,” he breathed against the side of my neck, his thrusts increasing. “Yesssss,” I whined. “And you’re mine.” “Always.”
His lips tilted up in a smirk, but before he could say anything, Vincenzo’s voice came from behind the door. “Are you guys done fucking now?”
“Yoo-hoooo,” Vincenzo sang, knocking repeatedly on the door. “Is it safe to come in, or are you two still humping like bunnies?”
Vincenzo rolled his eyes and gave us his back. “No need to get all pissy. We’re all family here. Right, Illayana?” He peeked over his shoulder. “Move another muscle and I’ll cut your eyes out, Vin. I swear to God,” Arturo warned, and Vincenzo spun back around quickly.
“Tell him the king and queen of La Cosa Nostra are only just getting started.”
