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Adrien moves slowly, gently nudging himself inside me. As soon as I’m filled, Julien positions himself at my pussy, sliding into me swiftly, my arousal allowing him to move quickly. And I feel drunk. Flying through the clouds with both men inside me.
We’ve taken the step. We’ve taken everything we believed and smashed it to the ground, and I whimper when they begin to move in sync with each other. In and out. I’m taken, I’m claimed, I’m loved.
Chapter 10
Alessia
We have no parents. The thought hits me as we make our way to the lawyer’s office to listen to the will being read. I didn’t expect to feel anything, but there is a twinge of sadness in my chest. I don’t cry though. I shed all my tears when I was sent away.
Since that day, I haven’t cried. No matter what happened to me in the convent, I was emotionless and hardened. I knew if I were to survive, I would have to lock away my heart, my emotions, and focus on the need to overcome my pain.
Julien takes my hand, forcing me out of my thoughts and into the car, into the present moment where we’ve pulled up to the large, brick building.
“It’s time.”
We all exit the vehicle, and soon we’re walking into the modern offices of Romano and Greco. The two brothers started the firm almost forty years ago. Even though they’re still working, they have younger associates handling cases that come in. But they themselves focus on long standing clients, like the mafia.
There are a few factions across Italy and the world, and these men handle everything for each one of them. I’m pretty sure they must sign non-disclosure agreements every single day.
“Medici.”
I overhear Adrien giving our last name to the receptionist.
Her eyes widen and she nods quickly. “Signore,” she says into the small speaker attached to the earpiece that’s nestled in her ear. “The Medicis are here.” For a moment, she’s silent, then, “Sì, Signore.” She looks up at Adrien and smiles. “He’s ready for you. Down the hall, straight ahead of you, the boardroom is set up.”
We make our way down to the room, and Julien’s hold on my hand tightens. I’m not sure who’s more anxious, me, him, or Adrien. What I do know is, we’re in this together.
The moment we step into the boardroom, the man who I recognize visiting Father, Mr. Greco, rises and holds out his hand to Adrien, then to Julien. When his gaze lands on me, he offers a curt nod. He knows who I am, perhaps he even knows where I’ve been. These men have all the intel on everything the mafia does.
“Please, have a seat,” he tells us, his accent thick, his tone rough. “Your father has left very strict instructions with the will.”
“I am sure he did,” Julien utters, the contempt in his tone is obvious.
The man before us opens a folder before pulling out a thick wad of paper. “Firstly, he has said that both his sons will take over the organization, there is no question about it.” As he speaks, he doesn’t look up, his eyes scanning the pages. “Julien, you will take charge of the operational side, while Adrien, you’ll focus on recruitment, and ensuring the men are trained.”
He pauses for a moment, his gaze flicking to me, then he lowers his focus and says, “The Medici girl.” He speaks, and Julien’s fingers squeeze mine. “Once she returns from the convent…” He pauses once more, and I hold my breath awaiting my fate. “She is to run the household. She will not marry, anyone, if she does, she will lose everything.” The breath is knocked from my lungs. I didn’t care about the possessions, and I certainly don’t care about the house, but being able not to marry someone I love, that hurts.
“What does that mean?” Adrien speaks up, and I can feel the tension radiating off Julien’s body.
“Your father wanted to ensure your sister is to remain in the family home and run it as any lady of the house would. She will oversee the staff, ensuring your house is impeccable at all times.”
“So, she’s a glorified maid?” Julien sneers as the rage he’d been holding onto explodes. His hands land on the table so hard, I’m surprised it hasn’t splintered.
“Ah, no,” Mr. Greco answers firmly. “Your father made it clear she is to remain with you two, but,” he says and stops for a moment before sliding the page over to Julien, “she is not to bear children, she is not to have a family, other than you and your brother.”
My stomach twists with emotions I didn’t think I would ever feel. There’s an emptiness inside me at the thought of not being able to have children. Even though it wasn’t something I’d set my heart on, I suppose when that choice is taken away from you, it’s different.
“That’s ridiculous.” Adrien is on his feet as he leans over. “You cannot take a free choice away from someone like that.”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Medici, but your father?—”
“My father is dead,” Adrien bites out as rage rattles through him causing him to shudder as he straightens to full height. “If he thought for one moment he could rule our lives from the grave, then he is sorely mistaken.”
“What happens if Alessia chooses to have a child?” Julien’s tone is cool, but there’s an edge to it that confirms he is ready to kill for me. My heart thuds wildly against my chest, the sound of the thump, thump, thump, is deafening.
“We will have to intervene,” Mr. Greco mutters incredulously as if this would and should have been obvious to both men standing before him.
Julien chuckles, the sound not at all amused. “And what happens when you and Romano are dead?” His question has the older man’s eyes widening. Julien doesn’t wait for an answer, but instead, he rounds the table and stops beside the lawyer. He leans in, gripping the wrinkled face of Mr. Greco, and utter, “What happens when I kill you and your partner in cold blood? When all that you know about me and my family dies along with you? Because I know how you operate here,” he tells the old man. “I know everything there is to know about your business, and I know there’s no way in hell you’d spill the secrets of any of your clients. So, as I see it, you can dispose of this will, and rewrite the part about Alessia, where she can have freedom of choice over her body.”
