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If it’s that, then I would guess that Carlo will have something to say about it. I can’t be sure, though. Daddy always said you need to know a mafioso extremely well, and be close to him for a long time before you could even think about trusting him. Like everything in the Life, that rule is ten times worse when you’re a woman.
No, whatever Alessio thinks he’s doing, I need to stay very, very cool. He won’t be an easy opponent to beat. Inside me is a tight, shriveling feeling. A desperate, hollow sadness. More than ever before, I feel alone and exposed.
I didn’t think Alessio was going to be my enemy. Not so soon, at least.
His hand grips in the middle of my cheeks and his fingers are tight into the crack, pushing forward. He’s cupping and gripping, but it’s obviously meant to show that he owns me. My panties are drenched.
“You belong to me, Lucy. You know you do. You were mine the moment I first saw you.” I let out a long sigh as his words set off a spiral of emotion spinning fast inside me. I love it. And I hate it. And I want it. And I really, really don’t. But I need it. And the thought of fighting it is explosive.
I didn’t hear Bruno come in.
Evidently, neither did Alessio. I can see that he’s startled by Bruno’s rough, sarcastic tone.
“I don’t think you should be considering yourself with a sole ownership there, bro.” And there’s an extra downbeat on the bro that makes Alessio stiffen up.
“Our little glitterball princess has way too much going for her to be just your personal candy bowl, Lessie.”
I don’t think Alessio likes being called that. I’m going to need get a handle on the dynamics between these men. But I’m weakening in my knees.
With all I know about sibling rivalry, with these three it’s something else. A whole other level. Like a nuclear factor. As soon as I think it, I get a feeling like when I’m reading a crime story.
The pieces of the puzzle are all there. They just aren’t all what they seem.
I just need to look at it from a different angle.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Bruno steps in to take my hand. Pulls me to him for a greeting, like a polite hug and an air-kiss, but then he gently, easily spins me to him. So he’s behind, with his arms around me. I’m pressed against him. The sheer hot strength and solidness of his body excites me and energizes me, like he flipped my ignition.
My nipples sting. I try to resist pushing back against him with my ass. I’m semi-successful, resisting. Damn chemistry. It’s confusing enough being in this situation in a battle-zone between the two brothers. Having my insides chime in like a Greek chorus is distracting, to say the least.
Bruno leans his head to talk into my ear, his head next to mine. “I’ve seen how your eyes light up at me.” He’s talking softly to me, but I know he’s giving Alessio a message, too. “There’s something between us, Princess. A fire that’s only ours. You feel it, too. I know you do.” His arms are strong and warm. I feel like he could protect me from anything. And I feel like he would, too.
Now his protective arm is around me, but his hand moves up to cup and hold my breast. And I know that’s also as much of a signal to Alessio as it is to me. And I feel like I’m being made use of. And, again, my body and me have opposite views about that.
Alessio’s eyes burn. He doesn’t move, but I can almost feel the heat of his vibration from here. His jaw works, and he presses the cleft of his chin with his middle fingers. He pushes it like he’s trying to erase a mark.
“You can’t own her, little brother.” Alessio’s voice is tight like a stretched wire. “She’s Carlo’s.”
I’m thinking back to him in my room, and on the drive in the limo. That wasn’t the impression your cock was giving me, Alessio. But I have the good sense to keep quiet.
“You know that Alessio can’t give himself to you, Lucy. He’s too concerned about his ‘destiny’ as the future don. Head of the family. And nothing matters more than that, does it, bro?”
“You don’t know what I will or won’t do,” Alessio snarls. “Anyway, you know why that is.”
“Yeah. It’s because your daddy…”
Alessio’s face is stone. “Stop. Stop right there. Maybe we will let our little Cinders into the secrets in our old family vaults. But not now. Not yet.”
“Not really so old though, are they?”
“Careful, Bruno.” For the first time, Alessio sounds like he’s in command. An emperor, showing his power. I feel like a waterfall dropped through me. “Don’t put her in danger.”
I feel Bruno nod. He straightens, relaxing up to his full height, and I’m awash inside with a storm of emotion.
Alessio prowls around us. Bruno turns, turning me with him. I’m pressed tight against Bruno’s hard chest, but his heartbeat stays steady. He gives nothing away.
Now, Alessio steps close. I’m wedged between the two men. Pressed close enough to feel their heat. Their breath. Their pulses. Two male bodies, both hot and hard. And getting harder by the second. Bruno lengthens against my ass, nudging near the base of my spine.
