Chapter 44

Nico

Her breath is warm, I can smell her fragrance a hint of muskiness, and floral it hits all my senses. My dick hardens in my pants. “All you have to say is no, Nico and I won’t go any further.”

Her breathing is rapid. “Say it and I will leave you alone.” I hear her whimper knowing her body is on fire, it is betraying her and try as she may with her mind, there is no denying there is a connection, a force so strong that it leaves even me bewildered.

My desire to rip her clothes off is strong. I want to expose her nakedness, to see her pert tits in the flesh and look at her slick pussy. I want to run my tongue along her clit.

“Once, Nico just once then you can leave me.” I laugh at her words.

“Are you begging me yet, Princess.” She shakes her head vehemently. I rip her top, she gasps. Yet I can see the pulse throbbing in her neck, just like my cock is in my pants. My balls tight and aching to explode.

Her perfect nipples, hard and biteable are straining against the sheer, black lacey fabric. I lower my head and suck on one through the fabric. Lucky’s hands shoot straight to my hair. I feel her push me further onto her tit. “You’re so perfect, Princess so damn, fucking perfect.”

“This is wrong, I don’t even like you.” Her voice is low, gasping.

“You are my fiancée, there is nothing wrong with wanting each other. We are attracted to each other like animals. You can’t deny that.” I take my hand and thrust it behind her head, crashing her mouth onto mine. Biting her lower lip then gliding my tongue inside her warm, wet mouth. She sighs and exhales. “You want this, Lucky give in to it. Stop fighting.”

“I don’t want you, Nico. My body obviously just wants to fuck.” For some reason her words turn me on even more, as the pressure mounts in my ears. I want to take my cock out and masturbate in front of her to show her what she could be enjoying. Instead, I push against her hips so she can feel the need in me and my arousal mounting by the second.

“Then beg me, Princess and I will fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. All you have to do is ask for my cock to slide into your wet, slick cunt and it will be yours.”

She scoffs at me as I pull my lips away from her. I can see her chest rising and falling rapidly, hear as her breath catches. With my hand I trail down the side of her breast, down to the dip in her waist and trail my fingers slowly down to her hip bone where the soft flesh is and press with my thumb into the sensitive part. She groans, her head goes back slightly.

“We can finally consummate our engagement, it’s been a long six months, Lucky. Your body is craving my hard cock.” Another whimper. Her eyes are hooded. What the fuck is wrong with this woman? Why doesn’t she just give in to me? It’s clear as night and day that she craves every inch of me as I do her.

“I’m just craving cock, Santangelo. Right now, I don’t think I give a fuck who. Since being engaged to you, I’ve not been able to see anyone. It’s been too long.”

I slide my hand between her legs and feel her wetness, I groan and grab her by the neck and force her against the balcony doors not letting the pressure on her neck go. She gasps, her eyes flutter. “Open your fucking legs, Princess.” She does as I say and widens her stance so I can rub my hand along her precious core. She bucks, my own cock is having a moment wanting to burst out, but I won’t relent. I will not give in until she asks me to fuck her.

I feel as Lucky rides my hand, knowing how she probably despises herself right now for needing me so badly. The warmth of her covers my hand, I dip inside her bottoms and find my way to her slit. “Fuck, you’re soaking, Princess. Let me take the agony away and give you pleasure.”

She shakes her head, “no way.” I move my hand as if it’s been scorched. She shudders, I know she was about to ride the wave. I remove my other hand from her neck.

“That’s all I needed to hear. I respect you saying no, I am not a man who rapes women nor takes them against their will.” Her head snaps back, her mouth opens to say something. “I will sleep on the sofa it’s plenty big enough.”

“You don’t have to sleep on it, I can.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, I am also an honorable man, Lucky not some predator nor will I see a woman sleeping on the sofa. There are also plenty of other rooms I can sleep in. Only, it would be the talk of the house, you know how people like to gossip.”

“Fine, let them fucking gossip. What do you care? You are the Don.”

“Precisely, because I am the Don. I will not let people know that I am not living properly like a couple with my own damn fiancée. My name will not be used as talk or gossip under my own goddamn roof. Understood?”

She nods, collecting herself together.  “Now, if you need a shower take one now since I would like to wash the day off me then go to my office to meet with Tony.”

“It’s fine, have yours first, I can shower when you have your meeting. Can I have a phone now we are here?”

“You and a damn phone. I will bring Mia to you tomorrow you can meet with her then.”

“Won’t that give your secret hiding place away?” Her eyes glare at me.

“She will be blindfolded.” I turn and walk away from her to the large bathroom, decked out from floor to ceiling in Tiger Eye marble, it soothes me almost instantly. The coolness of the marble all around me, the black and gold shower, the stone wash basins. All natural and easy on the eye.

I hear her stomping behind me. “You will what?”

I ignore her, I’m not in the humor to get into an argument with her right now. Lucky comes up to me and positions herself between myself and the double sinks. “You cannot put a blindfold on Mia, she’s my best friend for God’s sake. This isn’t something she will tell anyone about.”

“I don’t care what you think, Princess. The less she knows about where we are the better for her. What, you think Mia will be safe is anyone associates her to you or to me?”

Lucky looks alarmed, she gasps and places a hand to her mouth. “What exactly are you saying, Nico?” Her voice is cold.

“Do you need me to spell it out, Lucky? Surely not, you are smart and intelligent. Figure it out for yourself now please get out and leave me to my shower. I have a long night ahead of me.”

Huffing she does leave me to shower. I make sure to lock the door after her since my balls are so blue I need to give myself a good wank in the shower. I let the warm water soak my body and take my thick shaft in my hand and start pumping as I think about her milky, perfect breasts. The way her cunt feels under my hands, her slickness, the smell of arousal. Her desire to want to have sex with me and her strength in defying me.

Lucky Gianluca turns me on like no other woman I have come across. She also irritates the holy fuck out of me, but I know I am already gone with lusting and feeling for her. A dangerous combination for my heart to feel because now I know without a shadow of a doubt, I will go to the end of the earth and kill for this woman, should any person threaten even a single hair on her head.

Tony is waiting downstairs for me looking smart in dark blue jeans and a crisp white button down. He holds a glass of brandy, swirling the amber liquid around then takes a drink. “Hey, brother. Everyone ready to be moved here?” I take a drink from my aide.

“All ready, they’ll be here in the morning. We’re moving everyone around seven in the morning.”

I nod. “Good, nice and early they can settle in. Did you step up security around the property?”

“All done, we’ve got eyes in the sky too. And I’ve organized for four extra vehicles to be on the road for us when our parents, Dario and his medical team are in transit over here.”

“Good job. Thank you, Tony. I know I can rely on you. Where are we at with the shooter?”

“We found a shell, like I said we’re still waiting on forensics. I chased it up, we should know more tomorrow or day after. They will inform us and also our guy will pull a report on weapons that match and owners and license holders.” I finish my drink and pour myself another one from the crystal decanter.

“How is Dario. Still muttering?”

“No, he’s pretty sick, Brother. It’s going to be a few days until he comes round enough to talk.”

“Okay, and what do we have on the punk who stole the money with him?”

“We’re still watching the property.”

“I want a meeting with the family tomorrow, please organize it. We need to discuss some matters, for one the marriage between Lucky and I. It will now take place here. Her parents need to come here too, get on it tomorrow and have them moved.”

“No problem.”

“I also need her friend, Mia something or other brought over. Lucky wants to see her. Make sure she has no fucking idea where she is being brought to.”

“Is that a good idea? She’ll be linked if anyone is following.”

“It’s Lucky’s wish, she understands the consequences. IF she changes her mind, I will let you know.”

“Any other business?” Tony asks as he finishes his drink.

I shake my head. I’m beat, it’s been a long few day and we’re still no further forward on who is behind the shooting. I rake my long fingers through my dark hair and let out an exasperated sigh.

“I’m heading back up. Calling it a night.”

“Night, Nico.” Tony stands as I do and waits until I’ve left my office. Everything is worrying me right now, from safeguarding my family to taking care of Lucky and now her family on top.

As I open the door to the suite, I see her laying on the bed in green silk pajamas, they match the color of her eyes. I picked them out specially for her and had my assistant pick them up. She glances up from a book she is reading, another thing I had my assistant take care of.

“That was quick.”

“I’ll not disturb you, Princess. Carry on reading. I’ll set up the coach and get some sleep. I’m up at five to run.”

“Can I come?” What? Her question takes me by total surprise.

“You want to come running? With me?”

Lucky nods. “Not specifically with you but yeah, I want to run, and you can show me the paths and trails around this castle of yours.”

“Fine. But don’t keep my pace down. I will not run at a snail’s pace.”

“I can run, Nico. I bet I can outrun you.” She looks pretty confident of herself. My heart flutters as she looks at me with almost a smile on her face. It’s the first I’ve seen a whisper of a smile. Maybe, just maybe we can make this work. Somehow.

“I doubt it, Princess. Get some sleep.”

“Look this is stupid,” she says as I retrieve some spare pillows and a blanket from one of the wide, mahogany wardrobes. “Get in the bed and just stay on your side. You can’t sleep on the couch every night. You are Nico Santangelo and as much as I really don’t like you, it’s not right.”

I arch my eyebrows, then narrow my eyes. Is this a trick, will she try to murder me in the night or cut my balls off? With a woman like Lucky Gianluca, you just can’t tell.