5 - Ariana

NICCOLO'S POV.

But every lustful thought vanished when it hit me hard that she was married, and to none other than my son. Hatred boiled up inside me, and I couldn't help but glare at her.

Did she seduce me to get at me for my son? Did she intentionally…

"Ahhem?" Someone cleared their throat, and the venomous words about to erupt from my throat died off.

I spun around to see Stellina, a dark look in her eyes as she folded her arms, giving us a look.

"Any problem here?" She asked, her eyes narrowing.

My anger bubbled beneath the surface, but I forced it down. "No problem," I said through gritted teeth. "Just having a chat with my daughter-in-law."

Stellina's gaze flicked from me to the blonde girl and back again. "Is that so?" she asked, her voice dripping with suspicion. "Well, that's okay by me. Hope you also tutored her that her class isn't fit to breathe in the same air as us." She threw a disdainful look at Ariana and Araian slightly bowed to avoid her gaze.

I squared my shoulders, blocking Stellina's hateful glare from Ariana.

"Let's go upstairs," I said to her, trying to communicate with my eyes, but Stellina pretended not to see a thing.

"I want to speak to my daughter-in-law, Niccolo. I already planned to. She has to know some certain things about this family, I'll join you later." She muttered, unfolding her arms. I threw her a warning glare, which she returned.

"Stellina, I fucking can't wait. I need some release," I grumbled and saw Stellina's eyes slightly widen.

Her cheeks pinked, and I felt my lips curl in disdain. I fought the urge to spit on the ground before her.

My skin crawled and my nose flared, but she mistook it as my desperate need to release, and I let her think that.

“Fine!" She heaved out, brushed past me, threw a dirty look to Ariana, who avoided her gaze yet again and walked past her to the direction of our room.

I wasn't even thinking properly anymore. One second, I wanted to dominate this petite blonde girl, protect her even and the next second, I wanted to hurt her. To break her.

I threw her a look before walking past her to clear my head.

"You were protecting that girl!" Stellina said the moment I stepped into our room.

She began to undress, and I stood by the door, curled like a snake, my face expressionless.

The way she talked to me always made me want to snap. To slit her throat at night, shoot a bullet in her head, or fake an accident to annihilate her.

But I couldn't, not now.

I hadn't taken the powers away from her.

I had married her for a purpose. For revenge.

I wasn't fully controlling the Caruso's Organization. She was the damn mafia heiress.

I couldn't let her know that.

I couldn't let her know what I was truly thinking, what I truly wanted.

I had to keep my mask in place, my face cold and unmoving.

All I had to do was play my cards right. To be the ever-sweet husband to her.

I stared at Stellina who was completely naked before me, eyeing me seductively and waiting for me to prowl toward her. She wasn’t a bad-looking woman.

She wore her hair long, and one thing I realized about her, she loved a lot of makeup. She worked hard on her body, and made sure she showed it off, in sexy little outfits designed to catch the eye. For my eyes.

Yet nothing enticed me. Nothing has until that little blonde vixen.

“Fuck!" I groaned, palming my throbbing erection as Ariana's popped into my head again.

“Come here, Darling. Let me take good care of you." She waved her finger at me and I smiled darkly.

“On your knees, woman.” I beckoned Stellina over with my hand, saying “Come here,” in a deep, hungry voice. I wanted her mouth on me. I was desperate to cum.

Stellina lowered herself onto her knees in front of me, gamely taking my cock into her mouth, and I shivered at the warm wetness of it as she lowered herself down my shaft.

“Yes, that’s it,” I hissed.

“Take that dick in your mouth. Oh fuck, that’s so good. Aria–”

I honestly don’t know what got into me, but I almost dragged the name out of my mouth, and I was glad Stellina hadn't noticed.

She pulled back, sliding her tongue under my shaft and sucking at the sensitive head, and I felt my balls tighten. Groaning, I raked my hands through her hair, fisting it behind her head.

“Suck it nice and hard for me,” I crooned. “That’s how I like it. Yes, run your tongue down my shaft like that. Oh fuck, that’s so good.” I felt the head of my cock hit the soft back of Stellina’s throat.

Stellina made a choked sound of assent, and I pushed her head down a little bit further, lifting my hips up to meet her, feeling the pressure of my desire gathering in my cock and deep in my balls.

Goddamn, I was going to blow a load into this woman. Before I could cum, my cell phone began to ring and I froze.

Fuck!

I instantly pulled away from Stellina with a force that sent her toppling to the ground and I didn't bother to look back, going to pick up my phone on the lamp stand only to see who it was.

“Do you have him?" I asked over the phone with a deadly tone.

"Sì Capo è qui!" The person over the phone said and I hung up.

“The heck! Niccolo. I almost bruised my lips!" Stellina shouted and I threw her a dark look before sucking in air to replace it with a forced soft look.

“Sorry darling. I'll make it up to you Tonight." I assured her, coming to kiss the corner of her lips but she slapped away my hands and pulled away from me with a harrumph but I had better things to do than pacify this annoying woman.

“I'll see you tonight." I muttered to her and saw her glare at me before she marched into the bathroom. She was trying to finish it off herself and I fucking don't care.

Opening my drawer and casting a look to the shut door of the bathroom, I pulled out my gun and quickly tugged it into my pockets, exiting the room.

****

The sounds of blood-curdling screams pierced the darkness of the basement as I made my way through the dimly lit corridors.

Several armed men who held dangerous weapons bowed their heads in respect as I walked past, my eyes fixed on the direction of the screams.

I continued to walk until I entered a dark room, where five menacing men towered over three bound men who were profusely bleeding.

My gaze sharpened like a dagger as I stopped in front of the terrified men.

"Capo," Romano's voice boomed, his dark eyes on me as he gave a respectful bow.

A wicked smile stretched across my face as I moved closer to the tied men. "My ever-loyal Consigliere," I muttered to Romano, who kissed the family ring on my fingers before retreating.

"We found him trying to escape, along with these two. They held your gold and the other drugs we had been searching for," Romano announced.

One of my men moved to remove the dagger from the injured man's limb, and I smiled, a sinister smile that sent chills through the room.

"My... My..." I whispered, my voice icy as I crouched in front of the bound men. They struggled against their restraints, whimpering like wounded animals as their injured faces stared at me, as though they were looking at death itself.

"Let me guess, it was my son who ordered you to betray me, isn't it?" I asked, my voice cold and calculating. "Speak now or speak later in your grave."

"Yes...yes please Capo," the man on the right sputtered. "I swear I did it because I needed money to treat my mother. I had nothing. I tried to reach you through Romano, but he said you were always busy. I had no other option. Please spare me," he pleaded.

I rose to my full height, slowly stroking his hair like a pet. "You must have been desperate," I cooed, wiping away the blood and tears trickling down his face. "I understand," I added with a gentle smile. "I really do understand.”

Before I could mutter a word, Romano interrupted me, making me snarl at him.

"Capo?”

"What?” My eyes blazed.

"It's your stepson, Domenico.”

My frown smoothened and I turned to stare at Romano, for him to go on.

"He's back and according to the information, he's on his way to the mansion to meet his new Bride."

I had no idea why but I froze. Every fucking air knocking out of my lungs.