Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Eighteen
Luca
Our men have eyes on Torcello, who decides it’s best to take a holiday.
He’s a smart fuck even if he is beyond devious.
Hoping to solve my problems without getting my hands dirty, I send him a little audio clip of Noah telling me the story of the fender bender with all the juicy bits.
Of course, I make sure it includes other important details that only his people know.
I want Torcello to handle my light work, and Fields has to go.
Unfortunately, there are just too many ties directly connecting us, so someone else has to pop that motherfucker.
Today we are enjoying the break in the winter weather.
The air has hit a balmy thirty-three, and there is no snow scheduled in the forecast for the next two days.
It’s almost New Year’s, and I want to make her feel special, so I promised her a day in the city as a couple. We’ll see a few sites and have lunch.
Angel and I have only gone to see the Christmas tree at Millenium Park before I get a call from one of the managers at my manufacturing warehouse.
I step to the side to take it. “Mr. D’Antonio, this is Ms. Kane’s assistant, and she needs you to come to the warehouse.
” She goes on to explain, but I’m not hearing much of what she has to say because my focus is on my gorgeous wife who is dressed in a pretty beige and camel-colored flannel coat with a matching hat.
She looks like a holiday dream, and I’m about to destroy that smile on her cold-kissed face.
They have an issue that requires an executive, and since they learned that Georgie quit, my people contacted me. “I know we are supposed to be going to the Art Institute, but I have some business matters that I need to attend to right now.” I wave my driver over.
“I understand.” Since it’s a legitimate company, I have no problem taking her with me. “I have to stop at one of my buildings, so just come with me for a little bit and then I’ll take you out to lunch.”
We climb inside and buckle up. As my driver starts going, I sense Angel tense up beside me. “It’s not really necessary for you to take me out,” she answers meekly, as if she doesn’t feel betrayed by the change of plans.
“You’re my wife, Angel. Don’t start with me.”
“Or what are you going to do?” she challenges, crossing her arms under her hefty tits, giving me a little show. I reach over and slip my hand into her top to cup her breast and pinch her nipple. Fuck, my dick comes to full life after we just screwed ten minutes before we left.
I pull my hand away because I have shit to do. “That’s what I thought.”
“Little brat, I’m going to spank that pretty little ass of yours, tease the shit out of your pussy, and then I’m going to withhold your orgasm.”
Her pretty, talented mouth opens wide in disbelief. “Well, that’s not nice.”
No, it’s not, because I love the way she coats my cock and screams my name as she comes all over my dick. It’s so damn sexy that I’m almost ready to fuck her again. “Then you’re going to do what I say, baby.”
“Fine.” I take her hand and bring it to my lips to show her I’m not mad at her. Fuck, I’m actually horny as hell. I feel like I’m sixteen and the damn wind is blowing. I’ve been walking around stiff for almost ten days.
We pull up outside one of my companies, and all of a sudden Angel freezes, looking nervous and uncomfortable. “Something wrong?”
“No, nothing’s wrong.”
I know she’s lying, but I hoped that she’d tell me the truth about what happened with Cochran.
It’s not as if I got the information from him since he only returned today.
This visit has a dual purpose. One is to oversee the problems, and the other is to figure out why my wife was really fired.
“I can just wait in the car if you’d like. ”
I know she wasn’t guilty of spying and stealing corporate information like Cochran claimed, but she never told me about her job. “The hell you will; I have enemies everywhere, and you know it. Come on.”
My security opens the door, and then I address my driver, “Marco, keep an eye on things out here for any problems.”
“Yes, sir.” I take her by the hand and lead her inside. The head of security notices me and greets me with a, “Good morning, sir,” but it’s the next part that takes me by surprise.
“Good morning, Miss Scott. When you said you were contacting the boss, I didn’t realize you were going to the top.”
“Contacting the boss?” I question.
“Um. Yeah.” She clamps her lips shut. Is this because Cochran fired her?
“Oh, no. I’ve said something I shouldn’t have,” the smart man utters.
“No, it seems someone hasn’t told me something that they should have. Care to explain this something to me, Miss Scott?”
“I didn’t realize I was back to Miss Scott.” She crosses her arms in the way that always amplifies her chest, arousing me insanely. Even with her coat mostly closed, she looks sexy as hell. I’m trying to get to the bottom of this, but it’s hard when I’m always hard around her.
“You’re about to get spanked, little girl. Didn’t we discuss this before we got in here?”
“Fine. If you want to be difficult, maybe we should talk about this somewhere a little more private.”
I drag her to the security office. “Out,” I holler. Everyone scrams before they know what to do with themselves.
“Damn, they are all frightened of you.” She shakes her head like this is a surprise.
“Yes, you seem to be under the impression that I’m not dangerous.”
“Oh, no, I know you’re dangerous, Luca. There is no doubt about that, but you want to put a baby inside me.
Hard to kill me like that, and I behave so you can’t break my heart by hurting my brother.
” Of course, because that’s the only person she cares for.
She barely tolerates me. She might love that I fuck her brains out every day, but my wife doesn’t love me.
And even though I’ve fallen in love with her, she can’t love me back.
I ruined that shit when I held that piece-of-shit little brother of hers hostage.
“I was fired from here. For being a minute late.”
“A minute late?” I know that he used an excuse to fire her, but I want to hear it from her mouth.
“Don’t act like I’m lying, because that’s the truth, or at least that’s what the bastard fired me for, but then he pulled me into his office, and I recorded our conversation. He then took my phone and smashed it.”
“Are you serious? Who was the son of a bitch?”
“Mr. Cochran,” she answers.
“Okay.”
“I was very upset. Once I got a new phone, Tony called me and invited me to dinner, and that’s when I told him about it. That was when he offered me a new job. Since I needed money with the holidays and my bills, I took it, and Tony took it as a chance to make his move on me.”
“So you two weren’t seeing each other before this?” That’s fucking good news to me. While she talks, I take a seat and scope out the customer service floor for that son of a bitch Cochran.
“No. We met, and he was trying to be supportive or at least act like he was, but I saw through it,” she scoffs.
I want to know exactly where he is because he is a dead fucking man.
I know my beautiful wife isn’t lying to me.
I can tell from the security guard’s face why she was afraid to come back here.
She had no idea this is my company until that moment.
He said she was going to the boss because she had a problem, and it wasn’t just because she got fired.
The bastard is grabbing his things as fast as he can, trying to make a quick exit like a dirty rat. Someone must have told him that Angel showed up with me, or he spotted us before we saw him. With Angel at my side, I’m sure word spread quickly.
“Baby, what did he say to you?”
“It’s on my phone. The guy from the phone store said it was saved on my cloud. I just didn’t have anyone to talk to, and I didn’t know who to file a complaint with. Then, I’ve been so caught up in trying to figure out how to start over that I didn’t want to deal with the problems that he caused.”
I put my hand out. “Show me.”
She tilts her head and looks offended. “You don’t believe me, do you?”
I cup her face and caress her jaw. “Baby, I believe you; I just want to hear it.” I have access to her phone because I cloned it, but I don’t dig into her private life. It’s for future purposes and to monitor any contact from Fields.
She pulls out her phone and then opens up the app for her drive.
With a click, the video plays in the darkness of what I assume is her pocket.
It’s muffled, but I can make out every word from that son of a bitch’s mouth.
I’m going to pull his tongue from his mouth and stab it with needles ever so slowly for every vile word he said to her.
The bastard fired her for lying about having a boyfriend to fend off his attention.
Unable to listen to another word, I end the video and hand her the phone before I crush it in my palm. Pulling out my own cell, I call Matteo. “I want you to nab that fucker Cochran when he leaves, and don’t make it obvious.”
“What do you want me to do with him?” he asks.
“Take him to the special spot for me. He and I need to have a private conversation.”
“Sounds good.” I can hear the glee in his voice. It’s been a while since I exacted torture on someone, and this fucker deserves it. Since I can’t get to Fields, Cochran will be my treat.
“And I’ll be looking for some managers for the warehouse here. Thank you.”
“Yes, Boss. Should I send another car around for you?”
“That would be great.”
“Oh my God,” Angel gasps. I face her and she asks, “What are you going to do?”
“What needs to be done, Angel. Now come here. Give me those pretty lips; I want to kiss.”
“I don’t want to kiss you.”
“That’s not nice.”
“How do you like it, meanie?”
“Ah, so you’re going to play that game, sweetheart?” She bites down on her lip. “I’ll fuck you right here, right now.”
“You wouldn’t.”