Athena I couldn't believe what I had just discovered. My hands trembled as I read the text on my phone, confirming that another life had been taken in Luciano's name. I glanced through the glass. The arrogant man was still seated there. Unless he had made Luca do it, there was no way he had killed that man. It was chilling to think that someone was carrying out these killings while Luciano remained seemingly untouched in his office. The realization made my stomach rather queasy. I had seen Luciano kill people. But lately, the murders had skyrocketed beyond the numbers the mafia ordinarily dealt with. It seemed to all make sense now that someone was trying to soil the mafia's name. Not that their name wasn't tainted anyways. Blowing air into my cheeks, I paced back and forth in my small office, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on my shoulders. I needed to find the truth, to confirm whether Luciano indeed had no involvement in these murders or if he had somehow orches
Athena I walked out of the office, following Luciano. It was the close of work, and frankly, I was surprised he had even stayed behind. He had growled and grunted and prowled like some wounded lion all through the rest of the day. It was disheartening to see. A strong, proud, arrogant bastard had been reduced to groaning like a muzzled dog. It was very disheartening. As the elevator doors closed, enveloping us in a suffocating silence, I couldn't bear the weight of Luciano's brooding presence any longer. Okay, perhaps I was just a busybody who couldn't mind my own damned business, but I couldn't stand that stiff look on his face. Hell, I would have thought after all these months, I had made progress in thawing through his broodiness. The tension between us was palpable, and it gnawed at my insides, urging me to break through his hardened exterior.I turned to face him, my voice gentle yet playful. "You know, Luciano, I've always found you quite enticing when you're mad. It's a look
Luciano As I stepped out of the elevator with Raven by my side, I knew the moment of disappointment was imminent. Giorgia stood there waiting for us, a glint of anticipation in her eyes. I had planned this outing with her, fully aware that it would prevent me from going home with Raven and indulging in our intimate desires. Some things were just more important. Like making sure my men do not go wild. The news was bound to reach them soon. We had an impersonator on the loose, bringing dirt on the mafia's name and reputation. If I didn't address the matter soon enough, I'd lose my whole damned organization. That was the plan of the fucking Castello all along. That was what they wanted. Those bastards. When I found whoever was in charge of that little band of fuckers, id have his head on a pike! Raven's expression shifted from excitement to sadness as she realized our plans had been thwarted. She looked up at me, her eyes silently questioning the change in circumstances. Those pret
I paced back and forth in my living room, glancing at the clock on the wall. It was already eight in the evening, and Luciano still hadn't returned home. Impatience gnawed at me, and I couldn't help but feel a mixture of anticipation and frustration. I wanted to see him, to be near him, and that thought both excited and terrified me.My feet stopped abruptly, and I glared a the ceiling above me. What was I doing yearning for a man I most likely would have to kill before he killed me first? What sort of twisted shit was that?I reminded myself, once again, of my purpose. I was here as a spy, gathering information to bring Luciano to justice. My mission was clear, and my allegiance lay with the law. Okay, maybe I didn't give a fuck about the law, but my allegiance lay with me, with Frederick, who I owed so much. With the innocent lives taken over the years, no thanks to Luciano and his gang of misfits. 4But as the minutes ticked by, I couldn't deny the unsettling truth in the depths
As the weight of Frederick's words still hung heavy in the air, I was startled by the sudden intrusion of Giorgia into the room. She had a glare on her face, and if you asked me, I'd say that was a permanent look for her. I had seen her three times that day, and all I had seen her do was glare at me. "Who were you speaking to?" I arched a brow. Just how long had she been behind the door? No, she must have opened it while I was on the call. Luciano's home was soundproof. People outside couldn't hear a thing that was said."Who's Frederick, you bitch?!" Giorgia demanded. "You think I would fall for a man like Luciano? You know nothing of what I feel. All I feel for him is hate and anger, nothing more. Who were you saying all that to?!" Oh shit! She had been there for that long. I held my tongue, giving her a leveled gaze. If anything, it was her word against mine.Or could I kill her?I looked around me. There wasn't a window opened. I couldn't say someone came in and assassinated h
AthenaI slowly opened my eyes, greeted by the soft rays of the morning sun filtering through the curtains. As consciousness enveloped me, I became aware of the warm embrace that surrounded me. Luciano's strong arms encircled my body, pulling me closer to him.It felt good. Really good. A gentle smile played upon my lips as I nestled deeper into his embrace, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest against my back. The warmth that radiated from his body enveloped me, providing a sense of security and comfort that I hadn't experienced in a long time.In that fleeting moment, all worries and doubts seemed to fade away. The world outside ceased to exist as I basked in the morning's tranquility. The weight of my mission, the secrets I held, and the dangers that loomed momentarily lost their grip on my thoughts.The only grip on me was Luciano's wandering hands. He squeezed my waist as if testing out the waters, then moved to cup my breasts through the sheer fabric. A soft sound slip
AthenaI stepped out of the elevator; my lips drew in a pout. Luciano was gone- again. In the past four days, we never went home together. There was always something or someone -like Luca and Giorgia- demanding his attention elsewhere. That sucked big time. And I wouldn't say I liked it. Because they are committing a crime, right? A voice in my head probed. Sure. If that was the explanation we were going with. I was sad he was leaving me alone to commit whatever shitty crimes he wanted to. I was even more sad because I couldn't do shit. Luciano had lured me in with honey and then tied my hands and feet. As I walked out of Moretti Industries, I could see the man he had placed on my tail in my hindsight. I'd say he chose a perfect man for a spy. The man was short, diminutive, and dressed in a plain shirt tucked in black office pants. He looked unnoticeable, like any other employee, and perhaps no one would suspect him. Well, I wasn't anyone. A spy keeps his gaze focused on his targ
Luciano This meeting was going to take a while, I thought as I slipped out of the car, staring up at the hotel we were to use. It was one of the many hotels under the Moretti industries but of course, no one knew that. I had built the hotel under another company's name to avoid giving the police exactly what they wanted. Something to throw me in their filthy prisons for. I wasn't going to deal with any of that shit. Not for now anyways. I was walking down the patio, climbing the stairs when the sky rumbled above me. It looked like it would rain. Fucking lovely. As long as it would stop when we were done with the meeting, I was good. "Boss!" Emilio yelled when I stepped into the reception. He was there with two more men all dressed in suits. I tipped my head in a nod, satisfied. I didn't believe it. Yes, it did get the job done and was needed sometimes but it certainly wasn't the best skill to rely on for a successful organization. When I took over the mafia, everyone was shock