Chapter 14
La’Nova’s camper felt smaller with Luca inside of it. He sat on the edge of La’Nova’s narrow bed, knees spread, elbows resting on his thighs. His shoulders relaxed in a way they rarely were. After his break down when Lucille left his office, him and La’Nova grew close in a short period of time.
They gravitated toward each other naturally, both made sure that they didn’t overcrowd the other.
La’Nova was comfortable enough to sleep in her camper except Luca wouldn’t let her.
He couldn’t sleep well at night with knowing she was outdoors in a small space without him.
Every night after checking in with the twins, Luca would wait until he knew La’Nova was out cold.
He’d trek across his huge lawn and into her camper to carry her inside to his bed.
Luca always thought things out thoroughly.
He talked to La’Nova about the twins but still hadn’t allowed for her to meet them.
He had everything set in motion for that to happen once he officially proposed to her with a ring on bended knee.
He talked to the twins about La’Nova as well, so she wouldn’t come as a surprise when the boys finally got to meet her. All of this was new to Luca, so he went about things the way he saw fit, considering everybody’s feelings that mattered the most to him.
He eyed La’Nova quietly. She sat cross legged beside him, coloring book spread across her lap, markers scattered around her in different shades of purple. The small window let in the late afternoon light, warm and golden. She hummed under her breath another Rod Wave song.
Luca watched her hand move. The way she stayed inside the lines without trying too hard.
He noticed her shoulders loosened the longer she colored, like she was finally somewhere her nervous system could rest. His eyes landed on the plastic ashtray that had a cigarette burning inside of it like a incense.
He’d gotten used to the cigarette smell mixed with her sweet vanilla and spice scent, and he embraced that shit. It was a part of her, and so far…. Luca loved every part.
“Why you like sad music?” Luca asked, cutting right into the peaceful silence that they both shared.
“Ain’t you a Don?” La’Nova asked him a question with a question.
“Yeah,” Luca whispered.
“So why you got so much time on your hands?” She placed a top on her purple marker and sat it down.
“You pose to be out killing people, sitting at long rectangular tables and doing whatever mafia bosses do with a thick Cuban cigar tucked in the corner of your mouth... Instead, you all up in my small space asking why I’m so in love with my husband Rod Wave.” She playfully rolled her eyes.
“I’m your husband.” Luca chuckled.
“Yeah, okay.” La’Nova held her hand out in front of her, she wiggled her fingers and giggled.
“Ain’t no ring from you on my finger… besides, even if or whenever we do get married, Rod Wave will forever and always be my first husband. You just got to deal with it boo.”
Luca let out a laugh before he could stop it. A real low and hoarse laugh. La’Nova’s eyes widened in shock before she laughed right along with him. Slowly, Luca’s face changed. His jaw tightened then relaxed, he ran his hand down the side of his thick chin strap beard and sighed.
“It’s not like the movies,” he stated calmly. “It’s for sure not what people read in all those street lit books either.
La’Nova unfolded her legs, stretching them until she was satisfied. Luca cooly reached over and placed her feet into his lap. Without giving it much thought, he rubbed over the top of her foot then slid his fingers in between her toes as he whispered lowly.
“My grandfather worked hard… Same with my dad. They made sure to build this so nobody at the top had to touch the dirt anymore… Everything’s layered. Structured… everybody serves a purpose.”
He started to count down without using his fingers.
“There’s people for money, people for product, people for movement…” He took in a deep breath before continuing. “There’s people that keep watch, which requires silence. Lawyers. Accountants. Enforcers. Runners. Clean faces. Dirty hands.” He smirked.
His thumb brushed over the top of her big toe. Luca never had to break down anything to anyone.
“My job?” He raised his brows. “I oversee and decide. My word is law. I’m here to make sure what my grandfather and father built stays quiet and profitable.”
They both shared a silent stare off. La’Nova’s eyes fluttered, a soft moan escaped her plump lips. Luca’s rugged hands worked magic on her feet.
“If I ever have to show my face outside of a meeting with my table,” he went on. “It means something already went wrong.”
“What happens when you show up alone?” She asked.
“I’m coming to kill… they’d never see me coming.” His jaws clenched tight.
La’Nova dramatically tossed her head back; raising her hands over her head, she fell backwards. Luca’s mouth watered at the sight of her big ass titties bouncing. Her jugs hit her all in her chin, landing on her face. La’Nova had to physically pull them off her face to talk.
“Ohhhhhh shit! Don’t piss this nigga off! I’m soooo scareeeddd!” She giggled.
Luca smirked, his eyes lightened up instantly. His gaze trailed over La’Nova’s thick luscious body. He took his time appraising every inch of her. Seconds later, her infectious energy collided with him. Luca’s long arm reached over until his fingertips tickled underneath her armpit.
“Ohhhh, you playing dirty! Luca—wait! You is too damn big and tall! You gone break my damn bed—ohhhhh!” she almost choked off her spit trying to contain her laughter.
Luca didn’t know what came over him, but whatever it was made him feel good. He ended up putting all of his weight on her bed until he had both her arms pinned above her head.
“You tryna call me a pussy?” He whispered out.
La’Nova laughed so hard she felt tiny cramps in the pits of her stomach.
Luca got on top of her, making sure her hands stayed above her head.
He leaned down, sucked the bottom of her chin then trailed his tongue past her lips, nose then scar.
He sensuously place tender kisses up and down what he deemed to be a beauty mark of survival.
La’Nova sucked in a deep breath, her laughter died down as she stared into Luca’s eyes.
“You like to tease too much.” She playfully rolled her eyes.
“What you mean?” Luca slightly frowned.
“You ain’t fucking, so don’t start none of your freaked out escapades, teasing me and not getting right down to business.” She shot him a nasty look.
“You want some dick, Nova baby?” he cocked his head to the side.
La’Nova’s entire body grew hot. Her nipples stiffened until they felt tender pressed up against her T-shirt bra.
She didn’t just want Luca’s dick, she yearned and craved for it.
From the two times they were intimate, Luca put her in her feelings.
He had her questioning if he even liked the way she tasted and felt like.
Luca wasn’t thirsty at all. He’d lay right next to her, she’d purposely put her big booty against his dick, and he didn’t do a thing.
The other night, he sucked on her nipples while playing in her sex until she squirted all over his fingers. Luca nastily licked his fingers dry, cleaned her up then changed his linen sheets as if it was nothing.
“Yes that’s what I want.” She looked away, hating how desperate she felt for just a piece of Luca sexually. La’Nova never had to beg for dick, it was always the other way around. “I wanna be freaked out right along with you.” She blushed, feeling her face grow hot.
Luca remained silent, the silence made La’Nova’s stomach stir. Anxiety cracked through her confidence. The corners of his lips tipped up when he noticed her disposition. Luca was damn good at observing and reading someone, that alone terrified La’Nova.
“I’ve been trying to really get to know you, Nova baby,” he whispered.
He slowly moved down her body, she found herself inhaling his tantalizing scent before she could even rethink what it was Luca was up to right now. His fingers skated softly from her knee to the top of her thigh.
La’Nova took in a sharp breath soon as his fingers tugged at the bottom of her shirt until air caressed her bare stomach. Smoothly, he continued to pull her shirt over her head. His hand slid behind her upper back, ,and in seconds he expertly unclasped her bra.
“What do you want to know? Mmm, Luca.” She moaned out.
His tongue glided down between her titties while pulling her bra completely off.
“Everything… So I can trust you around my boys.” His eyes flicked back to hers darkly.
La’Nova’s chest tightened, her eyes fluttered. His gaze was so intense, she saw all the unspoken things he was trying to communicate with his eyes. That answered one of the many questions that crossed her mind. Luca had been purposely keeping Cain and Abel away from her because he didn’t trust her.
“I want to know why you chain smoke…” He grabbed at the top of her light purple shorts then slowly pulled them down her legs along with her cotton white panties. “I want to know the man responsible for introducing you to nicotine… so I can kill him.”
Luca whispered with so much conviction that La’Nova believed him but still thought…
You wouldn’t kill your uncle, Luca…
“I want to know about your past…” He continued, knocking her legs apart until she was fully exposed to him. “Want you to ask about mine, so it can bring us closer.”
His fingers continued to heighten her arousal. She bit into her bottom lip and gazed into Luca’s dark brown eyes.
“We are going to get married soon, Nova baby,” Luca confessed.
“I can already see my future with you.” Without permission, he moved his fingers between her legs. “First, I need to know you inside out… I don’t want to be lazy and have someone tell me…when it’s you that can tell me every fuckin’ thing I need to know.” His eyes narrowed into fiery slits.