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"I should have finished you off when you were younger, and stupider, but there’s something poetic, hmm, fun, about this. Was it love, Luca? Did you fall in love?" His eyes flicker with mirth. "Your father knew a little something about separating lovers."
I know that voice. He’d been a lieutenant. Critical to the Greco family, but not related. But I don’t know what he’s talking about, separating lovers. My heart is hammering in my chest, a roaring in my ears. I reach for my gun, but he’s already got a step on me, his gun coming up another inch.
"Don’t do anything foolish, son."
"If you think I know what the fuck you’re talking about, I don’t."
"Why would you? I killed them all before they could confess their sins," he spits, his hand twitching on he gun in a way I do not like. "And now, you’ll pay for i--"
A quiet sound of a silenced bullet stops him. He hovers, his eyes going slack, his mouth opening in an ‘o’, as the front of his shirt darkens and turns red. He sways, sags, and falls to his knees before crumpling in front of the two of us. Ashley inhales, and I glance at her. There’s a spatter of blood on her face. Behind the counter, a woman cries quietly, as my mother makes her way between the aisles of clothes.
"We’ll have to buy it all," she says with a sigh. "Who knows what you’ll need, really, and the rest, well, I can gift it to my other future daughters-in-law." She’s got a gun in her hand, silencer on the end of it. I stare at her, wide eyes. "What? You think I was going to let that idiot of a man ruin my life again by stealing my daughter-in-law and grandbaby?" Her face twisted into a sneer. "He was a grunt, an idiot, your father was too nice to him, and he fell in love with a girl from one of the other clans, and decided to double cross us. So, what could be done? Business is business. He took it too personally, and decided murder was the answer to being told not to go back to his little fuck bunny." She looks down at the body at her feet, poking him with one of her toes. "Don’t worry about it, I’ll go talk to the cashier."
She walks away, and Ashley clings to me.
"Your mom is insane and amazing," she whispers to me. And as my mother goes, pulling out her checkbook, apparently intending on buying the entire store, I get Gio on the phone.
There’s a body that needs to be taken care of. And the fact Ash isn’t all that disturbed to have a man’s blood on her face... I need to talk to her about that. If she really wants this, this life. It’s not glamorous most of the time.
"Did... she mean that, when she said daughter-in-law?" Ash adds, turning her back on the dead body of the Viper behind her, looking up at me. It’s like she has blood freckles. Christ. I reach for my handkerchief.
It’s going to be a long fucking day. But I have the best woman I could ever ask for at my side.
CHAPTER 18
ash
Luca's baby is not going to be a bastard, even if his auntie is a bit of a bitch (who hasn’t really apologized but I haven’t really talked to Dani one-on-one about it, and I’ll deal with her later… after the honeymoon. Much much after.), and he's got three uncles who are trouble-makers, and a murderer for a grandma. We get married a few weeks later, in a quiet celebration on the balcony of our pent-house, Sam walking me down the 'aisle', the sun setting behind us as we kiss. It's the perfect end to scariest time of my life, and the beginning of the best.
"Little spy, mia adora," Luca says, holding his hand out to me as we're announced to his family and friends inside as husband and wife. "Welcome to the family."
I'm never letting go.
Ever.
And neither will he.
Not even later that night, when he asks me to hang onto the headboard tight for him again.
"Don't you dare let go."
I'm not planning on it.
"Don't stop," I moan, and he kisses the side of my neck, his hand sliding between our bodies, his cock still buried in me. His finger finds my clit, and his thrusts are slow, steady. He's driving me crazy.
"Not until you come," he promises, and I arch my back, moaning louder. He’s drawing it out of me, stringing me along, teasing me until I feel like I’m going to shatter from it. Every time I get close to the edge, he draws me back, pulling me down again, making me gasp. I’m writhing, desperate, and pleading with him, but he isn’t so easily swayed to let me have what I want.
"I won’t stop until you come, but I’m not promising to let you come whenever you want," he taunts me, his words falling like hot stones into my thoughts, shattering me. Just the idea of him holding me back from my orgasm has my body shaking, pleasure right beyond my reach. His fingers squeeze my clit lightly between two knuckles, and that pressure is all I need to break.
The gasp curls out of me, from the deepest part of my chest, as the pleasure washes over me in waves. "Good girl."
He's going to drive me mad, and I love it. His cock is rock-hard inside of me, and I look down to where we're joined, the rippling muscles of his abdomen working hard as he thrusts up inside me.
"Mia adora," he growls the nick-name, "do you think when you're round and thick, I'll be able to fuck you like this? Or maybe--" He pulls out of me and I gasp at the loss of his heat, and girth inside me. Before I can protest, he's flipped me over, my ass in the air.
His cock sinks back into me and I cry out, clutching at the headboard.
"Fuck me," I beg, "don't stop, please, oh, god," and then his hand is under me, on my belly, holding me so I can't escape him. His hips snap sharply, the wet noise of our bodies meeting, his balls slapping against my pussy, my clit, making me blush. I can't help myself, and he can't help himself either.
