Chapter 112

Nico

And finally, my beautiful princess sleeps. Her black hair fanning the pillows, her long eyelashes gracing her cheeks which are still slightly flushed. The little blowing, murmurings from her pouty lips, swollen from all the kissing and sucking my cock, are adorable.

Alas, I have to leave her sleeping in the early hours of the morning since I have business to attend to. For men like myself there is no sleep. Even when we try, it eludes us. Sometimes the darkness of my world likes to creep into my soul and try to destroy me. Yet it is a path I chose a long time ago and the saying you live by the sword, you die by the sword¸ is one I adhere to.

I reach for my pants and throw on my T-shirt leaving the most beautiful woman in the world to sleep. She needs her rest and tomorrow I have organized for a counsellor to come and talk with her. Whereas, Lucky does not seem to think she needs to talk about it, Tony has suggested it would be a wise thing to do.

Careful not to wake sleeping beauty, I lower my face down and brush a soft kiss on her cheek. The warm touching my lips beckons my body to crawl back into bed and spoon her and hold her close to my chest.

Downstairs it is quiet. We have two guards on the inside of the door who acknowledge me with a nod of their heads. Outside of the heavy, wood door large enough to pass a truck through, stand two more guards. We are well protected and Tony has stepped up the security on the entire plantation. Including guards on top of the building perimeter for anything that should try to attack from above. Naturally, it goes without saying that we have our drones in operation twenty-four seven. Our drone pilots work on a shift basis. Eight hours on, eight hours off.

First, before heading to my office, I go to the kitchen where I find one of the maids already up and prepping for a large, welcome home breakfast for Lucky. I had instructed them to make everything that Lucky likes from a list I have created. And since we missed dinner last night due to exploring each other again, she will be ravenous.

“Good morning, Sir,” the woman says who must be in her late forties. I recall her name is Lillibeth.

“Good morning, Lillibeth. Sorry you have to be up so early preparing a feast for Miss. Gianluca.” As I speak, I reach into one of the top cupboards for a tall, crystal glass to pour bottled water in.

“It’s a pleasure, Sir. We have all been holding our breaths for the safe return of your fiancée. Now she is finally here with you, safe. It is an honor to be able to serve her.”

That touches my heart. There are many people who would not be as welcoming as Lillibeth. Especially since the Gianluca family is our enemy.

I nod. “Make sure you get some rest before breakfast needs to be served.”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you.”

I take my glass of water and make my way across the cool, marble floor of the entrance foyer enjoying how it feels on my bare feet. Inside my office, I take a seat and turn on the desk lamp. It casts an orange hue across my desk, then I fire up my laptop and wait whilst checking messages on my mobile I brought down with me.

Tony: hey Nico, Dario was seen going into a nightclub, some shitty stripper bar downtown Vegas. He lost at the tables in the Mirage.

Jeez-us, my brother will be the death of me. I get he wants to let off steam since he has been through hell and back with recovering form hard substance abuse, but seriously? Vegas? Betting on competitor’s tables. Not to mention hanging with that asshole, Lucien Monletto.

Knowing Tony won’t be sleeping much either, I fire off a message to him before logging in with my password to my laptop.

Okay thanks for keeping the tail on him. Tell me, has he been drinking or taking drugs? I take it you have eyes on him in every venue he steps into?

Quicker than I can blink, I see the bubbles appear.

Yep. No worries there. No to the drinking, from what they’re reporting back he is sticking to iced water.

That’s a good thing as relief washes over me. If he starts drinking again it could end up clouding his judgement and drugs will be a part of his life again.

You couldn’t sleep either, Brother?

No, I spent time with Lucky and have left her sleeping. We have work to attend to. Can you send me the footage on Yelena please? Also, I am going to log into our casinos in Vegas. When I studied the reports on the flight, I noticed we were down on a hefty amount of cash. Five-hundred thousand has walked out of The Sunset casino. Do you know anything about it?

Taking a sip of the cold water, I wait for Tony to reply. I’m into my laptop and head straight for my online bank accounts to see if anything else is missing. My suspicion is there is someone taking from us and when I find them, they will be missing some digits from their hand.

We are looking into it. Seems that we have had a few new staff members come in. All passed the usual checks, but we’re scanning, Nico. You should be in bed with Lucky. Not working, brother.

Alarm bells go off in my head, my heart rate speeds up to an unhealthy rate as I stare at one of my off shore accounts.

Fuck! Two million dollars was withdrawn three days ago. How the fuck did this even happen.

Instead of messaging Tony back, I dial his number. He picks up on the first ring.

“We have two million missing from our Swiss account. What the fuck, Tony?