Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince (Savage Mafia Empire)

25. Luca

Chapter twenty-five

Luca

I run my fingers around the rim of the wine glass as I stare at the empty space in the bar. It’s been almost a day since Bianca left.

She has no idea that I sent Vito to watch over her. He had told me the name of the hotel she had stayed in but I’m trying to be patient with her. I don’t want to ruin anything further. I’ve fucked up already and I’m fucking scared of ruining everything completely. I’ll give her the space she needs. As long as I don’t lose her.

The whiskey burns my throat as I take another shot. Stealing the Mancinis shipment didn’t help one fucking bit to ease my anger. Gianna has still kept my daughter away from me and she’s probably with that fucking asshole. He is starting to take up more of my head space than I intended. More than the Mancinis do, actually.

“Arghh!” I yell, as I smash the glass against the wall in anger. The thoughts of Mateo having my child, and Gianna in his arms—fucking her—drive me insane. I claimed her first. Gianna belongs to me.

The wall has a wet stain with liquid sliding down. Broken pieces of glass settle on the floor, scattered around. I walk away from the counter feeling even more pissed than I was a few minutes ago. I’m about to lose everything to that fucking bastard.

A knock lands on the door as I begin to walk into the hallway. “I said no one should disturb me. What the fuck do you want?” I turn to stare at the door.

It opens wide, with Sterling walking in. “I’m sorry, Boss, but someone is here to see you.”

“I’m seeing no one right now.” I turn my back to him, prepared to retire to my room.

“It’s a Mancini. Gianna.”

My legs halt as I almost begin to take a step. “Gianna?”

“Yes, Boss,” he nods.

Why is she here? Is this another plan of theirs?

“Send her in.” I turn back to the door as Sterling exits and Gianna walks in.

Her amber eyes are glaring at me as she gazes at me with a disgruntled look. She’s so fucking hot when she’s angry.

Damn, I need to get it together. Why do I always lose myself around her?

“Did you do it?” she growls, as she walks further into the house.

Sterling tries to stop her but I wave him off instead. He shuts the door behind him.

“You have some nerve coming back in here.”

“Fucking answer me, Luca.”

Her fists are balled by her side, like she’s prepared for a fight.

“Did Giovanni send you here? Where is my daughter?”

Gianna’s shirt hugs her breasts in the right amount to reveal their perfectly rounded shape and size. Her curves are prominent in the blue jeans she has on. It makes me want to rip them off and touch her bare skin. Taste her with my tongue gliding down her soft, beautiful skin.

I should be fucking mad at her but my dick is winning the war with my head… yet again.

“Answer me!” Her brows are drawn together in rage as her voice rises. She stops walking towards me, standing in the center of the room.

I slide my fingers into my pockets and cover the distance between us in two long strides. Who the fuck does she think she is to yell at me in my own home?

I leave some space between us as I look her in the eyes. “You have the guts to walk into my house and fucking yell at me?”

She doesn’t break the gaze, still standing in that position. Her confidence intrigues me. Fuck...I’m turned on by it.

“All I want is a fucking answer.”

“Where is my daughter?”

“Safe.”

“I want to see her.”

“Did you try to kill my mother and brother?”

What?

“I said I want to see my daughter!”

“Answer me, Luca. Did you send him?”

“Who?”

Her breaths quicken as I take a step closer. She smells like lavender. Her luscious lips are begging for me to have a taste of them as she stays silent for a second. It’s taking every ounce of strength in me not to devour them.

“Please, Luca. Just answer me and I’ll be gone.” Her voice is now a whisper.

“I didn’t try to kill anyone in your family; not since I found out I had a daughter. It fucked up all my plans… and my mind.”

She squeezes her eyes shut and lets out a breath.

I feel it on my face.

“Be honest with me, Luca. Were you the one behind my father’s death?”

“No, Gianna.” I pause. “Though if I'm being honest with you, I had planned to. After the pain he had caused, I did want to kill him.”

Her eyes are still squeezed shut as I continue to speak.

“I had three years of planning my revenge on your family, but when I saw you again... I faltered. Fuck, being with you after all the years apart stopped me from exacting my plans the way I wanted to. Even though I hated your parents for what they did to mine, I am telling you I did not kill your father, Gianna.”

I pause again, unable to help myself. “Since we are being honest with each other right now, have you been with him?”

She opens her eyes and stares at me, puzzled.

“Give me a fucking answer, Gianna. Has Mateo had you?” I cannot explain the rage filling me now—at the thought that that son of a bitch has had his hands on her.

“No... no!”

Bullshit .

She flinches as I wrap my fingers around her throat. I don’t hold it tightly. “Don’t you fucking lie to me, Gianna. Has he fucked you?”

“Leave me the fuck alone, Luca.”

My blood boils in rage. I can’t let Mateo or anyone else have Gianna.

“Tell me now,” I command threateningly.

My lips are only an inch away from hers. I’ve missed the taste of them. How she feels against me. The fucking hot sounds she makes when I kiss her.

“No, Luca,” she whispers.

“He never will.” I relinquish all my control as I take her lips in a rush.

She hesitates for a second but begins to kiss me back as I grab her ass.

Fuck. I’m always at her mercy.

No, my dick is always at her mercy!

Her lips are heavenly. A perfect fit against my mouth.

The kiss isn’t slow as I devour her lips with a sufficient amount of anger. It is frantic and fucking hot.

She groans in my mouth as I take her lower lip and bite it. I taste her blood from the cut and I don’t stop. I can tell she wants me just as much as I want her when she grabs a fistful of my shirt and pulls me closer. I’m fucking hard already.

I squeeze her rear greedily as I eagerly want to take off her damn jeans. I need to feel her skin. Touch every part of her. A groan escapes my lips into hers as she slides her hand down to meet my erection.

She touches my erection and I know I won’t last any longer if she keeps this going on. I grab her hand to stop her, breaking the kiss. Her lower lip has the cut I made.

“Take off your clothes.”

Gianna pauses for a heartbeat, watching me for a moment.

I slide my fingers from underneath her shirt to cup her left breast. A gasp falls from her lips when I squeeze. I’ll have my tongue licking her nipples soon enough.

“You don’t want to be feisty right now, Gianna. Keep the attitude for when I’m fucking you hard over the table.”

She moans as I squeeze her breasts harder this time.

“Now, take your damn clothes off. I bet you’re already wet for me.”

I keep my hand inside her shirt, teasing her breast gently as she begins to unbutton her jeans.

Her tiny yellow thong comes into view as she slides down her jeans. It’s transparent at the front, revealing her shaved pussy.

I let go of her breasts to let her take off her jeans completely. She is standing in front of me with only a shirt and her panties. Her butt is fucking soft as I grab both cheeks again, returning my lips back to hers.

I’m slow with the kiss this time. She tastes so fucking good and moans into my mouth, her tongue matching the movement of mine. I lift her off the ground with my hands on her hips.

She wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her to the bar counter. “Take off your shirt,” I order in a low growl, stopping the kiss.

She’s seated on top of the table and obeys my order, peeling her shirt off immediately and tossing it to the ground. She doesn’t wait for me to tell her to take off her bra. She unclasps it from behind, sliding it down to meet her shirt. Her tits in my fucking face now.

I take one into my mouth, sucking it hard like I’ve been starved.

Gianna is moaning loudly as I take the other breast in my hand, fondling it gently. Her hands are resting on my head and she pulls on my hair. She’s too much.

I take the other breast in my mouth, exchanging my lips on them, sucking like a fucking child. My teeth clipping her nipple as I suck gently. I let go of her breast, keeping my mouth on the other as I slide my fingers down her thighs. Her sweet cunt is flooded already as I cup her core.

“Luc-Lucaaa.”

“Dripping already.”

Her grip on my hair tightens as I slide a finger into her panties, rubbing her folds. “Mmm... fuck.”

She shivers, with the muscles in her legs getting taut as I rub the pads of my middle finger over her clit. Her fingers leave my hair as I slide in another finger. She’s gripping the edge of the counter as she rolls her head back in pleasure.

I’m so fucking hard just watching her. “Oh, you like that, don’t you?”

Gianna bites her bottom lip, acting feisty with my fingers inside her. A grin spreads on my face as I watch her try to be stubborn while I fingerfuck her. I continue rubbing both my fingers over and around her already swollen clit.

“Y-yes,” she breathes.

“That’s my girl.”

I press my lips against her ears, taking the shell of her ear in between my teeth.

She tilts her neck as I start to trail my lips and teeth over her soft skin, keeping the right amount of pressure with my fingers inside her.

“How about this?” I slide her panties further down as I spread her thighs wide open, sliding a finger inside her.

She screams my name as I ease it in and out of her. Her sweet pussy coats my finger with wetness as I slide the second finger inside her.

“So fucking tight,” I growl in a husky tone.

She wraps her arms around my neck, clinging to me tight. Her thighs begin to tremble.

“Your pussy loves my fingers.”

Fuck, I want my cock in her sweet cunt now.

“Yes,” she moans. Gianna screams louder as I drive my fingers deeper into her, hitting her G-spot, massaging slowly.

“Tell me what you want, Princess.” I take her perky nipple into my mouth.

“I want you. I want the man I fell in love with.”

Fuck .

She’s holding me tighter as I begin to suck harder, driving my fingers harder and deeper into her. I can tell she won’t last any longer as her legs start to shake.

“You’re going to cum for me now, so I can bury my dick in you.”

Gianna cries out loud as I increase the pace of my fingers till she comes to a release. Her sweet arousal dripping over my fingers. I suck my fingers as I slide them out of her.

She is struggling to focus on my face as she flutters her eyelids.

“Honeydew.”

She’s still panting hard, trying to recover from the orgasm, when I lift her off the table. I put her over my shoulder as I begin to walk to my room.

“Where are you taking me?”

“I’m nowhere near done with you, Princess.”

She is almost completely naked as I gently put her down on the floor in my room. Her thong is the only piece of clothing on her. She looks nervous as I stare at her body. She’s so goddamn beautiful.

“Why are you nervous, Princess? Have you forgotten already? This isn’t the first time I’m seeing you naked.” I slide my hand over her hip, to her behind, pulling her close to feel my erection.

“I’m the only one naked here. Take off your damn clothes already,” she responds.

“So horny, aren’t you?” I push her back against the bed until she’s lying on it. Her nipples perked and desiring my tongue around them.

My pants and briefs meet the same fate as I hastily pull them off. Gianna is staring at me with those beautiful, horny eyes as I walk closer to the bed. I take both of her thighs and spread them wide open to reveal every inch of her pussy. She is completely exposed as my eyes settle on her core.

Holy Fuck.

“You are mine, Gianna,” I tell her, needing to remind her again.

“That means you’re mine, too, Luca.”

I realize at that moment I liked what Gianna said. Me… belonging to her… just as much as she belonged to me. I thought I had buried all those fucking feelings but here I am, despite all the plans I had so carefully laid.

I hold her thighs in place as I settle in between them. A deep groan falls from my lips, pleasure skittering through my body, as I shove my cock inside her wet pussy with one wild thrust.

She takes a fistful of the sheets, moaning loudly as her eyes roll to the back of her head. It’s fucking hot watching her. Her pussy clenches against my cock and it drives me absolutely insane as I continue to thrust into her.

“You’re so fucking tight… always so ready for me.” I drive my cock deeper and harder into her. “You want my dick, don’t you?”

She whimpers, holding my arms tight as I nail her into the mattress. I’m not letting her forget how fucking good my rod feels inside her.

“Yes,” she moans. Her eyes are shut as she digs her fingernails into my skin.

“Open your eyes and watch me fuck you, Princess.” I ease out of her and again back into her with one hard thrust.

“Luca!” she screams out loud.

I can feel my cock reaching the deepest parts of her.

“Beg me to fuck you harder, Princess.” My fingers find their way back on her breasts and I tease them, squeezing and rubbing her nipples.

“Please fuck me harder, Luca...”

I groan, burying my face in her neck for a moment. She feels so fucking good. I’m never letting her go. Ever.

“Fuck,” I groan, as she wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me closer until there’s no space left between us. I swallow her moans as I return my lips to hers. I’m pushing her further into the bed as I increase my thrusts, every time going deeper than the last.

She melts in my arms as I feel her inching closer to another orgasm.

I’m not going to last long either, with her pussy coating my dick with a slick heat. “Give me one more, Princess.”

A breathy cry escapes her lips as her legs begin to tremble again. I hold her waist down as I continue to shove my dick in and out of her.

“You belong to me, Gianna. Get that!”

She’s panting hard as I groan loudly, taking a last thrust into her cunt as I also come to a release. I bury my face in her neck, sliding slowly out of her.

Gianna is mine. I am sure of that now.

Gianna and I are lying in bed, facing each other, as we both try to steady our breaths. I love the smell of her hair—sweet lavender with a hint of lemon. This feels more personal than how it used to be. The only other thing I want now, in this moment, is to have my daughter.

“I want to see my daughter,” I say, breaking the longing silence between us.

Gianna shifts uncomfortably as she gazes away from me for a moment. I take her chin, returning her gaze back to mine. “Luca.”

“She’s mine, too, Gianna. My daughter, my responsibility.”

“I can’t…”

“I want you both.”

She stares at me, completely puzzled.

“I claimed you first. You belong to me, not that fucking asshole.”

She coughs out a laugh. “You’re crazy, Luca. You fucking had me locked up in here as your prisoner.”

“But did I ever hurt you?” She has no idea how much I wanted to carry on with the plans I had for her but I couldn’t bring myself to.

“You can’t expect me to forget about everything so fast. You kept me away from my child for so long, Luca.”

“I had no fucking idea about our child,” I retort.

“You left me behind.”

I squeeze my eyes shut, pinching my forehead for a second.

“I can’t be with you. Especially not now with everything going on.” She locks eyes with me. They are full of worry. “I thought you were behind the attack.”

“I had nothing to do with that. I’ve been busy lately after your family tried to kill Bianca and me.”

“What?”

“Your men shooting at us?”

“Giovanni was shot, too, but he caught one of the men that attacked him.” Her eyes never leave mine. “He was one of the Carusos. Mateo’s man.”

That double-crossing bastard!