TwoLuca Capaldi It was strange, stepping into my father’s office. Giuseppe Capaldi had been an intimidating figure that ran half of Boston. In polite society, people said my family was in “real estate”. In the criminal world, people knew what that was code for. Cosa nostra. The mob. Giuseppe had been our family’s consigliere. The don. The motherfucking Godfather. People kissed his rings, and did his bidding. But Giuseppe was dead. He’d been shot by the last person I ever expected to shoot him. My wife. I’d been married to Audrina Bianchi since we were teenagers. No one else knew except for us. And Audrina had gone out of her way to make sure that was the case. It had happened in Vegas, a last ditch attempt to keep her from being forced into a marriage with Russian Bratva. As long as Andre Antonov thought she was mine, Audrina was safe. But no one else in our world knew the truth. And I’d gone to great lengths to keep it that way. Because I was pretty sure if Daniela Berni, m
Three Audrina Bianchi Capaldi Industries was a huge, towering building in the Boston financial district. I only knew where it was because I googled it. The headquarters for PREPPY, my designer label, was in New York, not Boston. Boston was where I went to escape the drama that was my mothers family. It was why I’d chosen to go to high school there because the Barretta’s didn’t have a strong hold in the city. There, I could breathe a little. As I made my way through the building, being led to Luca’s office by the pretty, auburn haired assistant I was already breathing easier. The girl slipped into Luca’s office, and I could hear the confusion in her voice as she introduced me as “Mrs.Capaldi.” It was strange having that said outloud. The only time that I’d ever heard it had been Luca, right after we’d had sex on our “honeymoon”. I had to learn to embrace the role though. If this was going to work, I needed Luca Capaldi to be my little play thing. I heard Luca’s deep voice tell h
FourLuca Capaldi I should have killed her. She killed my father, it would have been fitting. An eye for an eye. But I had already killed Marie. Granted, the woman was only her guardian and not her mother. The thing was, Audrina didn’t care about anything or anyone except for money and power. I had told her that she could come to me at any time. Be my wife for real whenever she wanted. Audrina had never taken me up on that offer. I found it strange that she was coming to me now. Maybe what she said was true, and we really did have a daughter. I couldn’t be sure. I just knew that I had a chance to make her mine so I was going to take it. The first time I saw Audrina Bianchi, I was fifteen years-old. Giuseppe had some fashion botiques that he was interested in investing. So, he had taken us to New York for Fashion Week. It had been me, him, and Daniela, who at the time had just been the daughter of our maid. And the girl that my brother was obsessed with. Although that the two of
FiveAudrina Bianchi The first time I saw Luca, it had been during fashion week. I had been working for a designer who did modern takes on fairytale dresses for prom. I’d gotten Belle from Beauty and the Beast for my dress. I remembered walking down the runway, and I felt eyes following me. That wasn’t so unusual for a fashion show. What was unusual was the pull I had that made me look back into the pair of stunning brown eyes with blond hair that was looking at me like he wanted to eat me. I flashed him a smile, blew him a kiss, and sashayed backstage. The rest of the day was a blur of runways and interviews. I didn’t even remember eating. What I did remember was the after party. “Audrina! You were awesome. You know that picture of you blowing that kiss has gone viral.” This came from my friend, Kira Barinova, a pretty, blond girl with killer blue eyes. I smiled at her as we slipped into the night club where the after party was being held. “I know.My phone hasn’t stopped vibrat
Six Luca Capaldi I had one of my men take Audrina’s car home. I didn’t want her to get any ideas about running off. In the past, she had done that. Something always came up whenever we had tried to be together. Nothing was going to interfere this time. I wasn’t a teenage boy anymore. I was a man now, with power. I could protect her now in ways that I hadn’t been able to before. I’d seen Niccolo and the lengths he had gone to so that he could protect Daniela. I would do the same for Audrina now that she had come back to my life. She said she was going to be mine. That meant I was going to have her where I wanted, when I wanted. I thought about fucking her in the car on the ride home. Just to really let her know where her place was. Then, I decided, I had a better idea. Audrinna Bianchi had ruined my life in more ways then one. I was going to ruin hers. Before I left the office, I sent a message to my head of publicity at Capaldi Industries. I told her to draw up a press release stat
SevenAudrina Bianchi It had been a long time since I had been to the Capaldi mansion. When I was in high school, I spent a lot of time there because that was usually where Daniela went after school. Her mom had been a maid in the household. Sometimes, I used to sneak into see Luca. Usually through his window, because there was a tree by his room that was good for climbing. Everyone else had been so caught up in their own drama that no one thought to look twice at the quiet, blond brother. He got people out of trouble. Niccolo got people into it. Rich, the Capaldi’s driver, opened the car door for us. Luca got out, then took my hand to help me out of the car. “Can I sleep in a guest room?” I asked. I knew the Capaldi mansion was big enough that I could have my own room if he would let me. Daniela had had her own room there as a kid because her mom used to work late sometimes. Luca pulled me up the front steps, then opened the door to the house, pulling us inside. He closed the do
Eight Luca Capaldi When I found Audrina at the fashion show after party, I had every intention of taking her to a dark alley and fucking her brains out. I was going to make her mine. No one else would ever have her. But there was a problem. The problem was a big, hulking member of the Russian Bratva named Andre Antonov. His father was the head of the Bratva making him a powerful player no one wanted to go against. Ever. At first, when I found her in the club, Audrina looked excited to see me. But then her face filled with fear. I felt someone breathing down my neck. “Are you looking at my woman?” a deep, male voice asked. If I were anyone else, I would have been scared off by someone who had such a domineering personality. But I wasn’t just anyone. I was Luca Capaldi. I had a gun in my pocket and men with more guns waiting around the area. I wasn’t going to be scared off. I looked behind me. Andre Antonov was tall, blond, and tattooed with blue eyes. “That depends. Which one is yo
NineAudrina Bianchi To be completely honest, I had never really planned on going to the same school as Luca. In fact, even the three hours I was required by law to do as someone in the entertainment business, I hated. My career showed no signs of stopping and people threw around names like Tyra Banks, Heidi Klum, and Kate Moss when they compared me to other models. I was good enough I could make this a lifetime career if I really wanted. Or spin it off into something else if I tired of it. Then my bad girl phase happened, and it started with cocaine in my purse. When I didn’t even use the stuff. They found it when I was flying to Milan for a fashion show. I was arrested. I was put on trial. I had to plead guilty. Even though I told Marie and the cops it wasn’t mine, my PR team decided that was the best way to minimalize the damage the scandal had done. I also had to do community service for a year, which meant that I had to stay put. No fashion shows internationally. “Well