Chapter 34
I scratch nervously on the top of my thighs before knocking my fist lightly against the door.
My mind starts racing at the different scenarios that could play out as soon as I walk through.
Hunter seemed pretty relaxed when he came to the kitchen earlier so it makes the possibilities about it being something bad, smaller.
At the faint 'come in', I pull the handle down and enter, trying my best not to look Aiden's way.
My whole body tingles as I feel his eyes piercing through me.
The urge to turn my head in his direction grows bigger and I have to clench my fists to restrain myself from doing so.
"Hey, you guys wanted to talk?" I question with a hoarse voice.
Xavier furrows his eyebrows worriedly and stands up from the armchair in front of the couch, taking three, long strides to where I'm standing by the door. "Are you sick? Should I take you to the doctors?" He asks, putting his palm on my now damp forehead.
This sweatshirt is too damn hot.
"No, I'm fine, it's just-" The reason I currently feel the soreness in my throat decides to speak up just then, a tingling feeling appears between my legs at the sound of his velvety, deep voice.
"You should drink something warm," all of our eyes snap to Aiden who looks straight at me with an emotionless expression that, unfortunately, I can see right through.
"It helps with the sore throat," the amusement he finds in my rather nerve wrecking situation, doesn't go unnoticed by me and neither does the dark, ink drawings beneath his white dress shirt.
The one he had on while spanking me hours ago ...
I clear the pussy throbbing images from last night away before speaking up, "yeah, I will make some tea or something later, now why did you guys want to talk to me?
" I ask, taking a seat in the far corner of the couch, close yet far enough away from Aiden so the guys won't suspect anything. He inches closer to me discretely.
"Well for starters, you won't work with us-" I cut Xavier off, confusion clear in my voice when I ask him why.
They told me that I could make that decision once I got a 'taste' of what it is like to be surrounded by criminals, that aren't family, so this is definitely not what I expected to hear, then again, many of the things happening to us are unexpected. Many of which have been happening to me lately.
"... At the base," he continues, ignoring my interruption. "It's too dangerous to have you exposed, from now on you only follow omertà and you will train. And don't even think about begging my second in command for more." He speaks with finality and sends a look to Hunter at the end.
My other brother just rolls his eyes at Xav and slumps against the back of the couch.
"Why not?" I see Aiden shaking his head with a sigh from my peripheral vision. "Because I said so, principessa. You start training tomorrow with Hunter." Xavier answers, without any further explanation and the only thing I can do is, suck it up and follow his orders.
With one last look at Aiden, I dismiss myself and walk up to my room.
She walks out of the study, with the hood of her black sweatshirt up and tightly bound around her face, covering the hickeys I left on her neck the night before.
This is probably the only occasion I would allow her to cover my marks.
Everyone needs to see that she belongs to someone.
To me. Everyone needs to see that she isn't to be fucked with.
The calmness I felt when I had my girls presence close to me is now gone.
Tense silence engulfs the room as we all keep looking between each other and the plain walls.
That's what her presence does, it affects everyone positively.
No matter the situation. It brings calm, that disappears along with her.
The lump in my throat gets tighter. This was what I was most afraid of. For Ry to be in danger. For her to become a target to one of the most notorious capos in the world. In this case, Vinsenzo Bellincioni; capo of Italy's number one mafia, the only family to overpower mine.
He's the man who destroyed the Marchetti family and my heart's soul.
Just the thought of what he wants to do to my girl has me sick to my stomach. This is wrong. It's wrong for me to have a weakness, it's wrong keeping her with me, but I'm far too deep and far to selfish to let her go.
I will protect her.
"Are you sure you want to get involved with this?" Hunter asks, gaining my attention.
"Yes," I answer, not hesitating at all. There's no second thoughts or hesitations when it comes to Ry. She's my soul and no human lives without one.
"Aiden, you're making your whole family a target..." Xavier trails off, gaining my attention.
Narrowing my eyes, I lean forward, my elbows resting on my thighs, "I work with you. I didn't sign that alliance contract only to back out when it gets hard." My hard glare has him sighing in defeat.
"So are we going to tell, Aves or..." Hunter asks after moments of silence. I look at Xavier, silently praying for him to say no. There's too much shit going on in my girl's life right now. Her mental health will get worse if she has to worry about herself being a target to a mafioso too.
Her nightmares will probably get worse than they already are.
My fists curl tightly as I think back to the nights she gets them.
Sometimes she'll mumble her mother's name, other times, she'll twist and turn in my arms distressfully while whimpers escape her lips, but the worst ones, the ones that scare me the most are the times she'll plead for that Jarrod guy to stop whatever he keeps on doing to her.
Those are the nights her eyelashes dampen with unshed tears, the nights I can feel her pulse beating abnormally fast under my lips.
It doesn't matter if she sleeps peacefully after I run my hand through her usually messy hair, or ease the frown on her forehead with my fingers.
She gets scared, despite not remembering it when she opens her eyes and cuddles with me in bed the next morning.
Fuck, I've turned soft.
"No. We won't give her more reasons to be anxious for." I internally sigh in relief at his answer and nod my agreement.
"So what, the only thing we know now is that Bellincioni has targeted her and... that's it?" Hunter furrows his eyebrows.
We both nod, "sí."
My heavy pants fill the isolated home gym.
Bids of sweat roll down my forehead as I lay with my back flat, against the carpeted floor.
My hands rest below my raising chest. I can practically see the frown edged upon Hunter's face, despite having my eyes closed.
After the intense workout he made me do, for an hour and a half straight, I got exhausted.
"Can we please call it a day?" I mumble, squinting my eyes open. He stands next to me, arms crossed over his bare chest, a bored look on his face.
"Are you tired already?" He empathises the last word as if it's something surprising.
"Yes, I am." I respond sassily, looking up at him pleadingly. A few seconds pass before he sighs and extends his hand out for me to take.
"Fine, go take a shower. We'll continue on Monday." Hunter dismisses hesitantly, making me grin and stand up with some of his assistance.
"You're staying down here?" I call from the door when I notice my big brother standing by the weights in the corner, "not everyone has bad stamina, sweetheart." Hunter winks playfully. With a roll of my eyes I walk out the gym and up the stairs to the main floor.
I successfully ignore my younger brothers when I see them yelling at some football game playing on the TV and make my way upstairs to my room.
Stripping myself out of the tight spandex, I enter the shower. The tepid water cascades over my sweaty body as my overbearing thoughts consume me once more.
Tristan and I haven't talked in a month. Ever since everything played out at the ball it's been awkward between us.
The tension was so prominent that even my older brothers asked me about it.
I was seconds away from spilling everything that's been happening behind their backs for the past four months, but when someone knocked on the door, the words got caught in my throat, making me settle for the quick answer of 'nothing' before excusing myself myself out.
The guilt I felt afterwards was immense.
I was confused when they told me that the reason behind mine and Tristan's fight was ridiculous, some days after their questioning.
He apparently told them that we got mad at each because I took one of his shirts without turning it back. I was-I am- surprised he didn't tell them the real reason behind the tension between us, but more than so am I surprised over him talking to Aiden.
They might not talk like they used to, but it's better than what I'm getting from him;ignorance.
Though, I trust Aiden when he tells me that he will come around eventually. Like always, he's there for me. Whether that is physically or mentally.
There has been many times the past month where I was close to telling him that I love him, like that one time before New Years Eve when we laid in his huge bed and did nothing but enjoy each other presence or the one time our rough fucking turned passionate in my room.
But like the other times, I got scared and kept my feelings to myself. Like a coward.
The only advice my friends gave me when I got honest about my feelings, was to grow some balls and tell him that I'm in love with him before it gets too late.
It was easier said than done, because it's almost been two weeks since our talk and Aiden is still clueless about how I really feel about him.
Turning the water off, I get out of the steam and wrap a fluffy towel around my naked body.
A huge smile makes it's way on my face when I see Aiden sitting on the edge of my bed, scrolling carelessly through his phone.
The black suit combined with the golden chains he has on, has my heart racing. I don't think I'll ever get used to the beauty this man possesses.
"Hi, baby." His deep voice snaps me out of my thoughts. Our eyes meet and like always, the world around me stops moving. I blush when his eyes wander up and down my towel clad body. It's not like he hasn't seen what you've got under, my inner self reminds me.
"Hi," I whisper when he stands in front of me. His large hands laying low on my waist.
Leaning down, he presses a kiss to my wet lips before moving to my jaw. I breath in his familiar scent. Cigarettes and Armani Code. Aiden's scent.
"Want to wear that dress for me tonight?" He asks referring to the black dress he got me for Christmas.
In the card, it stood that he would take me out for dinner in that dress and right under, it stood that he would be the one to take it off after. "Yeah," I whisper.
"Grande," Aiden says and lets go off me.
I look at him confused when he takes a seat on my bed and, leans forward on his arms, his green eyes boring into my brown ones.
The stare competition continues until I decide to ask if I have something on my face.
"I'm waiting for you to get dressed," He answers with smirk before a thoughtful look crosses his handsome face and he stands up. (Great,)
My confusion filled eyes follow his tall figure as he walks into my closet and starts roaming through my dresser.
Aiden walks back out a few minutes later with two black items in his hand. I don't understand what he holds, until he lays the pieces of fabric down on the bed.
A see-through lacy bra, with matching panties, lay neatly on my messy bed, waiting to be worn by me. Did I forget to mention that he got me lingerie for Christmas too?
"We still need to go lingerie shopping, you know?
" Aiden asks from behind me and I can only imagine the way his lips are formed into a cocky smirk.
Rolling my eyes, I turn around, "you still remember that?
" I raise an amused eyebrow, as I remember the time he took me shopping and got left disappointed when the lingerie store was closed.
"It's you in lingerie, my love, how could I ever forget?
" Blushing I drop the towel, leaving both him and myself shocked.
Aiden's eyes zero in on my breasts as I stand before him in my birthday suit.
"Well, I guess we need to go lingerie shopping then, don't we?
" Where is all of this confidence coming from?
"Yes, we fucking do." Is his only response.
I turn my back to him, grabbing the lingerie and walking back into my closet to get dressed. All the while ignoring my racing heart.
.....
After finding a believable excuse about me not spending the night at home, me and Aiden managed to leave together without raising any suspicion.
I never knew that it was possible to look hot while driving, but Aiden managed to do just that.
With one hand keeping a strong hold around the wheel, the other kept playing with my fingers carelessly.
The smile never left my face once, the whole fifty minutes it took to get to the restaurant.
The table reserved for us, was perfect to give us the privacy needed, because the first thing Aiden did once we got seated, was to move my chair next to his.
That's when his hands started wandering up my thighs and beneath my dress. That's also how I ended up handing my panties over to him after he commanded me to do so.
The privacy our table provided is also the reason he ended up taking me four times.
......
The hot mouth wrapped around my hard dick wakes me up. My eyes flutter open, only to find the white covers covering my waist moving up and down wildly, as Avery keeps bobbing her head underneath them. I groan aloud in pleasure, and rip the white piece of annoying fabric off of her head.
My hands grip her messy, sex hair tightly, helping her movements grow faster. Messier.
I groan in pleasure, my eyes staying on Ry as she sits on her knees between my legs, my dick roaming up her throat, chocking her.
Her red ass, in the air as she moves her head up and down my cock. The sides of her perfect tits brushing against my inner thighs. The need to touch her growing stronger.
Our eyes meet, and that's all it takes for me to cum down her throat.
Like the good girl she is, she swallows everything before moving up towards me. The newfound confidence in her being an extreme turn on.
"Good morning," the blush on her cheeks doesn't go unnoticed as she smiles up at me. I wrap my fingers around her bruised throat, kissing her.
"Good fucking morning, indeed." Responding against her lips, I push my tongue inside her mouth and explore every inch of it as if it were the first time. My hands grasp her breasts and ass, massaging the skin I left sore last night.
We breathlessly pull away and look at each other.
Different emotions swirl through her gorgeous features , some I can't make out.
The way she looks at me being something new and genuine.
"I love you, you know that don't you?" I ask turning to my side and taking her with me.
Ry turns her head back and looks at me with a smile, "I do," she answers and pecks my lips.
We stay in our bed for another hour. Complete silence consuming us. Thoughts about our future flying past my mind. I would give fucking everything to wake up to this every day, for the rest of my life. Maybe not my girl necessarily gagging on my dick, but my girl next to me for sure.
I almost think that she's fallen asleep in my arms again when she speaks up, "I like this," Ry mumbles quietly. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and bend my head, looking down at her. "Like what?"
"Waking up with you next to me," she answers shyly, keeping her eyes on our intertwined fingers. I roll us over so she's beneath me. "I like it too." My lips caress her jaw softly before moving downwards, toward her sharp collar bones and down the valley of her naked chest.
She stops me before I move lower, "I need to text Xavier that I'll be home late, first." She giggles when I roll my eyes in annoyance and stand up, pulling my black boxers on.
"I'll go get your phone and as soon as you text him, you're sitting on my face." I tell her, secretly loving the way she blushes at my harsh words.
Walking downstairs, I look around the messy living room.
Our clothes lay scattered all over the place.
My pants in front of the staircase, Avery's black bra thrown over the back of the couch, the condom box in front of the elevator door with the foil packets spilled in front of it.
How the fuck do I find her phone?
After some looking, I find it laying dead inside my shoe along with mine next to it. Shaking my head, I grab both of them before making my way into the kitchen and grabbing two water bottles from the fridge.
I'm about to make my way back upstairs, when I hear the elevator doors open behind me and I turn around.
And then, I see them. All of them.
Fuck me.
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