*Edgardo’s POV*
I looked in the mirror and rubbed my tired face with my callous hands.
“Fūck.” I muttered under my breath.
If Alberto was the fūcking devil before, I don’t want to imagine how he will turn when he finds out that they put a price on his goddaughter’s head.
I’m not surprised honestly. He did shoot another capo’s son. But I was surprised that the message was sent out within a few hours after the incident.
I turned the knob in the shower and stripped free from my boxers. I was testing the water out when I heard Penelope yelling outside my bathroom.
Without thinking, I ripped the door open, finding her banging her tiny fists on one of our guy’s chest in annoyance.
I crossed my arms and watched her fighting him. I was amused to see that she really thought I would leave her alone with the possibility of running out of my room.
“Can you move your unnecessarily large body out of my way!” She hissed at him, poking his chest with her finger. “I already told you that I’m only going to get water.”
“And I already said that I had direct orders to guard this door.” He replied without looking down at her.
“What is this? A damn prison?” She huffed in annoyance before I cleared my throat, making her turn to me. “Sweet baby Jesus!” She mumbled with wide eyes as I spread my legs a bit further so she could get a better view.
Paolo nodded his head with a smirk before shutting the door behind her, making her gulp.
“No wonder he wants to flaunt it in front of others.” She stated under her breath, but her eyes widened further when I took two steps toward her.
“You see something you like, little girl?” I asked her, wiggling my brow as she scowled at me.
“I’ve seen better.” She huffed, looking away. If she thought that would get me mad, she was so wrong.
“Maybe.” I shrugged as I grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at me. “But not everyone knows how to use it.”
“Men are always just talk.” She whispered, making me raise my brow at her.
“Non l’ho detto ad alta voce.” (Italian for “I didn’t say that out loud.”) She gasped, covering her mouth.
“But you did.” I replied, pushing her against the door and grinding my hips against hers. “Do you want to see if I’m all talk?” I asked her as the shirt I let her borrow, rose a bit, exposing her lace underwear and making me impossibly hard.
“I-I was joking.” She choked out while the tip of my nose teased down her neck. Something about her drove me wild and made me wish I hadn’t given up on the idea of a wife because fūck was she my type of wife material.
“What are you doing to me, little girl?” I asked her, taking a deep breath before I released her.
I have never had so much self-control in my life. My cōck needed some release, but I wasn’t going to push her. That wasn’t my style and especially not with her.
“I’ll be in the shower if you want to join me.” I said over my shoulder as I walked back to the bathroom. “Oh, and don’t go anywhere.” I chuckled as she huffed behind me.
“Like I can.” She muttered lowly.
I can tell that she’ll make my time here in Italy way more exciting than I anticipated.
I closed the door behind me, jumping into the not-so hot water, since I had left it running the whole time.
“Great.” I grumbled, grabbing my shower gel and pouring it in my hands.
*Alberto’s POV*
I just finished fūcking the shīt out of every hole in Isa’s body. I couldn’t punish her any longer after the last ten spankings.
My dīck begged to be inside of her. I just couldn’t believe my dīck could go so many rounds and stay as erect as ever.
My angel had just passed out from exhaustion and I was carrying her back into the bedroom after having given her a bath.
I placed her on the bed and pulled up the sheets to cover her naked body before walking back toward our playroom.
I needed to search for my phone and make sure everything was in order.
As soon as I entered the room, I searched for my clothes, finding them scattered everywhere.
Once I had my pants in hand, I pulled out my phone as I made my way back to my bedroom. My phone was blowing up with all types of notifications, making me sigh. At least my angel managed to get my temper under control.
The last messages were from Francisco and Daniella. I obviously swiped Daniella’s messages out of my screen before opening Francisco’s.
His last message was about three hours ago.
Francisco: What the fūck, Alberto!
Francisco: I didn’t agree with them, but even I held my temper to not shoot them.
Francisco: You are ruining my plans!
Francisco: Fūcking hell! Look what you did! Now there is a price on my daughter’s head.
I didn’t even read further. What fūcking price?
I took a deep breath and dialed Edgardo’s number. I didn’t give a shīt how late it was. I needed answers and this was the quickest way.
“Capo?” He answered in a groggy voice on the second ring.
“What is this I’m hearing about a price on my angel’s head?” I hissed, turning to make sure Isa was still sleeping.
I heard some shuffling as he cleared his throat. “Every phone in the business received a message with a picture of Ms. Blanco and the price of two hundred thousand euros for anyone that brings her back to her fiancé.” He said as I gripped the phone tighter before reaching for some sweatpants, slipping them on and making my way downstairs.
“My office. Right now!” I ordered through clenched teeth.
“Si, Capo.” He replied before ending our call.
I barely waited two minutes for him to show up at the office that I hadn’t been in until this precise moment. Maybe it only took him two minutes, but I was impatient as fūck.
As soon as he walked in, I grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the wooden desk. I reached for the scissors on the desk and lowered them to his neck.
“What. The. Fūck!” I shouted in his ear. “Why am I finding this shīt out now? Don’t you know that anything involving my angel is considered a priority?!”
He didn’t even try to defend himself. He just remained with his face pressed against the desk, taking my shīt.
My mind was clouded by anger and I wasn’t thinking shīt through as usual when it involved my angel.
“Tell me why I shouldn’t kill you for failing me?” I uttered, pressing the scissors deeper, drawing some blood.
“I thought you wouldn’t want your moment with Ms. Blanco disturbed.” He answered, moving his eyes towards mine. “It was obvious that they would retaliate though considering you shot one of them.”
I pressed the scissors further into his neck, making him close his eyes.
This was why he was part of my men. He didn’t even care to beg for his life, not that it would make a difference. I really wanted to be upset at him, but I couldn’t.
He was right. It was my fault that I shot that asšhole and I did tell him that I didn’t want anyone disturbing us.
I groaned, releasing him before walking towards the mini-bar. Thank fūck my team had stocked everything while I was at the casino.
“What else do you know?” I asked, pouring us both a drink.
He cleared his throat before starting. “Blanco contacted us, but we didn’t want to answer anyone until you were made aware of the situation. Our team is working to take the message down from the internet and hack into phones to eliminate any track of Ms. Blanco. We have everyone rotating in the next two hours since it will be morning.” He said as he grabbed his drink from my hands.
“Good call.” I muttered, chugging down the drink.
That’s as close as a ‘thank you’ that I’ve given anyone other than my brother and Isa.
Other than Blanco, Edgardo has been the closest thing to a friend, which is why I didn’t kill him. Even if I would have been wrong to do so, it hadn’t stopped me before. Killing him would have been like cutting my arm off. I’ve grown to function in business with him as my right-hand man. I don’t think I’d find anyone like him.
Edgardo nodded, chugging his drink. “How’s our security?” I asked him, grabbing my phone to search the emails and remaining messages.
“I’ve requested for it to be doubled. I also made the decision to place an additional order for weapons and ammo.” He stated, sitting on the chair in front of me. “I know Blanco is our dealer in that aspect, but I went ahead and ordered from outside of the country. It may cost more, but we could keep our preparation more discreet that way. If they know what we count with and our men, it would be easier to attack us.” He informed me, making me feel even more of an asšhole.
While I was fūcking the shīt out of my angel, he was running my business, thinking about each minuscule detail. I don’t know what the hell I’d do without him.
“Have you rested?” I asked him, rubbing my thick beard.
“I had just laid down when you called me.” He replied, making me sigh.
“How about we both go rest for the remaining two hours before the next rotation?” I asked him, not that he could deny it, but I felt he deserved for me to ask him, not command him.
“Si, Capo.” He answered, dipping his chin.
He was about to turn and walk away, but stopped. “I wouldn’t be surprised if Blanco discovers our location soon, considering no one has answered him. Isa is his only daughter.” He muttered before walking off.
He’s right. I’ll message him when I wake up. I might as well have him meet me here, since it wouldn’t take long for my actual address to be known to the mafia world with the price placed on my angel’s head.
I grabbed my phone as it vibrated again. I’m so fūcking tired of my phone, well I’m just tired. I’m still drained from my session with Isa and I haven’t even been able to have a seat.
I looked at my phone and scowled as I made my way to my room.
Unknown: That wasn’t a smart move, Morello. But it worked in our favor since everyone will want the opportunity to get that reward payment for capturing that whōre and will get rid of you for us. I hope you had your farewell fūck already.
I didn’t even bother responding. I threw my phone against the hallway, making it hit a frame on the wall before both the phone and frame fell shattering into pieces.
I pushed open my bedroom door and was about to slam it when I noticed my angel fast asleep.
I took a deep breath, raking my fingers through my hair.
‘Two hours of sleep. All you need is two hours of sleep and you will take every fūcker that is against you out.’ I told myself as I slipped in bed next to my woman.
I pulled her still naked body towards me before placing my face in the crook of her neck and inhaling desperately.
“No one is laying a single finger on you, angel.” I whispered against her neck, wrapping my arms around her waist tighter. “Over my dead body.”