Pov: Andre"I'm not done with you yet," I growled, unbuckling my belt.She turned around and looked at me with a beautiful, spent, lustful expression, her shaky hands going to my belt buckle. I pushed her hand away impatiently and grabbed her waist, lifting her up and setting her on the countertop, spreading her thighs wide so that she was splayed in front of me like my own personal feast.I pulled her to the edge and stepped between her legs.Her gaze caught mine for one breathless second and we held each other's gazes as I took my aching cock out. Grabbing her ankle with one hand and the base of my erection with the other, I roughly surged into her, stars exploding in front of my eyes as she took me to the hilt until I was lodged deeply inside of her.She gasped. A tortured moan rumbled in her throat and she wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs going to wrap around my waist, holding me tight for one intense second and locking me in place."Go easy on me, Andre," she whispered,
Pov: Andre"Lacerations along his thigh, doused in acid, preserved with formalin, mutilated dick, dumped in the same alley you found your mother." Leon sighed, standing up from inspecting the mutilated body. "Either the Polish did their homework, or the Taiwanese are back.""Or they're both working together," I said, letting out a breath.Leon shrugged. "We rounded up some Taiwanese that settled back after you were done with the Triads. They've been peacefully coexisting with us until now. Do you want to do the questioning or should I do it?"My lungs burned. I clenched my fist. It was a personal law of mine to do what it takes to not bring women, kids or innocents into the mix... But when it came to the Taiwanese, my moral screws went loose.Roger's body hit too close to home and conjured up a memory I had tried so hard to bury deep within me.My hands clenched harder, fingers drawing blood. If I saw any Taiwanese at the moment, I will fucking incinerate them in a furnace."I'll que
Pov: Bianca"Bia!"I turned around at the sound of Justin's voice with a giddy smile on my lips but when I saw him hobble over to me, barely hanging on to his crutches, the smile fell from my face and an alarmed, concerned expression took its place as I stared at his bruised and beaten form."Justin-" I whispered and ran to meet him the rest of the way but the words died at my throat when I was finally upon him and I saw that he was sporting a black eye. His face was swollen and purple to the point that he looked like an eggplant. And he seemed to be in tremendous pain, wincing with every step he took."Hey, what happened to you?" I whispered. "Shouldn't you be in the hospital.""I... I-" he wheezed. "I needed to see you... To deliver a message." He exploded into a coughing fit and when he finally stopped, he continued. "He'd kill me if I don't."I paled, "wha- what are you talking about?""I can't see you anymore.""What?!" I asked, more confused than shocked.He started coughing aga
Pov: BiancaThe music had stopped and it seemed like everyone was having a front row seat at the altercation and my humiliation."Run." He growled, cold anger permeating the air so heavily, it skitted down my spine and I tasted animosity on my tongue. "And don't stop running, or so help me God, I will put a bullet through your spine."The man scrambled up to his feet and scurried away.With a nod of his chin, the music started again and everyone went back to what it was they were doing before. As if Andre had not just threatened to murder someone for dancing with me."Have you lost your fucking mind?" I yelled at him, shoving his chest, fed up with his hot cold way of treating me.He didn't even move. I could very well have just tried to move a brick wall."I'd be careful if I were you, Bianca," he said, his voice quiet and scorching cold.The expression in his eyes was so deadly and dark, it would make a lesser man fold and heel but I clenched my teeth and stared him down with a glar
Pov: Bianca"Fuck, baby. Don't go."My chest racked with the sob trying to break free and before I knew it, I was trembling in his arms, losing my composure.He hugged me close, burying his face in the crook of my neck, his hands rubbing my arms in a bid to comfort me."Tesoro," he whispered, kissing the sensitive spot where my shoulder met my neck, his accent wrapping around the word like fine silk. "Amore mio."Sweetheart. My love. Butterflies exploded in my stomach, flapping their restless wings around in my gut.Turning around, I looked at him, and for the first time, it felt like I was finally seeing him with his guards down.I didn't even know that treacherous tears were streaming down my face until he started kissing the tears away, murmuring sweetly how he never wants to see me cry. How he hated to see me hurt.His lips found their way to mine and when we connected, there was a rush in my head similar to the euphoria you would get from getting your first hit. The world went q
Pov: BiancaWhen I roused awake, it felt like deja vu all over again. I was alone in a bed, an unfamiliar one with the softest pillows and silkiest sheets and unlike the last time when late afternoon sun was sifting through my familiar curtains, it was pitch black in a strange room. I sat up with a start, my heart pounding in my chest when cold wind tickled my bare skin, drawing to my attention that I was naked under the sheets.The memories came rushing back the moment I let them.Tesoro. Vita mia. Take all of me. Take every inch of me. I'm yours. I'm all yours.Kisses across my collarbone, on my lips, up my neck, in places no lips have known on my body. His hands on me, squeezing, kneading, caressing, conjuring up a fire from within me until I was panting and desperate for him.It didn't mean anything if he had left me on my own again.The ache in my chest... Now THAT'S familiar. His lingering touches and sweet kisses would be impossible to forget if he decides to stay away from me
Pov: Andre"You'll have to quit your job at the coffee shop," I all but declared as I drove her back to her apartment."And you'll have to quit your place in the mafia," she said dryly, not even fazed that I knew where she worked. "See how we both win in the end?""Ha ha.""It's not a joke, DiMarco."I chuckled, shaking my head, glad that most of the tension had left her after she woke up and realized she had slept with me. Again.I hadn't been able to stomach the horror in her eyes and I decided to all but tie her down with a relationship, seeing as I couldn't get her pregnant because of her IUD.She was strangely aversed to being in an actual relationship but I had managed to get one out of her, even if it was a purely sexual one to her, it will never be just about sex to me.She was sitting beside me in the passenger seat, in only my tshirt and her heeled boots, her tousled black hair flying around wildly from the wind. And it was the closest version of heaven I had ever tasted."H
Pov: Bianca We had a routine for our clandestine relationship. All week, during the day, I went for lectures, hung out with Delilah and some acquaintances in my faculty, studied and worked on school work and volunteer projects, all the while keeping up with the presence of my bodyguards. We were on cordial terms now, all five of them, except Alfonso who still held me at arm's length. I guess I deserved it for nearly costing him his job. I had lunch with the DiMarcos throughout the week. Seeing as my mama and Emilio were away on their honeymoon, it was just us kids and Creed, Inés' fiance. During lunch, Andre's smoldering gaze would find mine and my cheeks would get so hot. Most times, when we weren't disagreeing over what condiments to go with our food or biting off each other's heads for more mundane reasons, he'd ignore me like I was nothing more than his pesky, annoying little stepsister who was more trouble than she was worth. In the evenings, I ordered chinese or reheated lef