Unforgivable

Chapter 31

Not Your Enemy

Rico

Oni was right, I can’t ignore my uncle forever. I also should have known he would use her to get to me. If not for Oni, I wouldn’t be here at one of his restaurants, where he’s summoned us.

“Stop looking so pissed off,” Oni says as she cups my face after I help her from the car.

I look her over and smile. She’s wearing a navy-blue tailored pantsuit with a tie around her neck, but no shirt, just a bra under the jacket. She looks good.

Her bangs are blown out of her face and curled back into waves. I love how versatile her haircut is. I’ve seen it in a number of styles since she’s been home.

I chuckled when I first saw her tonight, as I’m wearing a similar suit in the same color. We look like a power couple together. In the last week, we’ve been just that.

“I can’t help if I look how I feel,” I mutter.

“Let me ask you something.”

I lean in and peck her lips. “Go on.”

“Are you happy?”

I wrap my arms around her and pull her in close. Having her in my arms makes everything in the world feel right. As long as she’s with me, I’m always happy.

“I am now,” I answer.

“Are you any closer to the goals you had when we met?”

“Yeah, I’m a lot closer. You know that.”

“I do. That’s what I want you to see. You can’t be mad at him for making us who we’re meant to be.”

I purse my lips and frown. “He’s made you a traitor. You know that, right?”

“Does that mean I have to give the ring back?”

I chuckle and bring her hand to my lips. I kiss the four-carat engagement ring I placed on her finger. She picked the setting, but I chose the stone.

My baby wasn’t about to wear anything less than the rock I put on her precious hand. I’ve done nothing but spoil Oni in the last week. Sex, gifts, love, I’ve given it all.

“Never,” I croon and wink at her.

“Come on, we should get inside. We don’t want to keep the Don waiting.”

I scoff and shake my head. Never in a million years did I think Oni would be this loyal to my uncle. What he has done is unforgivable in my eyes.

However, I shove my shit down and head into the restaurant with my arm around her waist. I’m not surprised to find my uncle and all his capos when we get inside.

However, I am surprised when my uncle stands to greet Oni, then introduces her to everyone else like she’s a capo herself. I mean, I know the role she’s been playing while in Italy, but I didn’t know Uncle Emilio truly intended to give her the rightful respect.

Oni is a woman and she’s Black. I never thought I’d see the day. I stand with my mouth hanging open.

“Let me see,” Uncle Emilio croons when he takes Oni’s hand and lifts it. “Ah, fellas, I guess we have one more thing to celebrate tonight.

“My boy here has proposed. My daughter and my nephew, who’s like my son. I couldn’t be prouder. Come Rico, come.”

Still in shock, I walk into my uncle’s embrace. When I turn to the table, there are mixed emotions on the faces of the men sitting around it. I don’t miss the proud smile on my father’s face.

I move behind Oni and kiss the top of her head. I then look each man in his eyes to let them know I’ll be the face they see if they ever try to cross my woman.

These motherfuckers have been stubborn against change for as long as I can remember. If Uncle Emilio was any other don, I don’t think this shit would fly at all. Oni and I would have to shoot our way out of here.

“Bring the champagne,” Uncle Emilio croons as he points for me and Oni to take our seats.

“Oni Raven. You’re Jack’s kid, ain’t you? May he rest in peace,” Robby Conti says from across the table.

“That she is. We’ve come full circle,” Uncle Emilio says jovially.

“Jack was a good guy. May God rest his soul,” Nicky Rizzo says and gives a sage nod.

“I wanted to talk to you. I have some business I want to do,” Tony Grassi says.

“Not tonight, Ton. Make sure youse exchange numbers. Tonight, we celebrate my nephew and my prodigy.”

I have to fight not to roll my eyes. I’m still not buying his shit. I want to know what his endgame is.

***

“I’m glad you stuck around to talk to me,” Uncle Emilio says.

I grunt and throw back the whiskey in my cup. Glancing across the room, I set my gaze on Oni, Emilia, and the guys at a table. They all arrived about thirty minutes ago.

“Ah, you know that’s what my crew looked like back in the day when I started.”

I turn my gaze to him slowly. “What are you talking about?”

“We were all close once. Me, your father, Jack, and Brenda, we thought we would take over the world.”

“What happened?”

“I did. I got entitled. I thought I could marry your aunt and keep Brenda as my goomah.” He chuckles.

He throws his drink back, then licks his bottom lip. “I should have known that shit wasn’t going to fly. Oni is as strong-willed as her mother. Brenda left me as soon as I proposed to your aunt.

“I was convinced she would see things my way and come back to me. In my world, we could never be more than what I was offering her, but I could still give her the best in life.”

“Looks like that shit didn’t work out for you,” I snort.

“Marone, I was crazy about that woman. Everyone knew it too. That’s why I was so furious when a year later she and Jack got together.

“I felt so betrayed. Never once did I stop to think about how Brenda felt. I let my ego and pride get in the way of everything.

“The business, our friendship, my relationship with your father. I made a lot of mistakes. Mistakes I’m trying to keep you from making.”

“By taking her away from me?” I seethe.

“By making you a better man than I was. All I have done has been for you and where you want to be,” he says.

“Where you want me to be,” I snap back.

“Ah, so you don’t want my seat, is that what you’re saying?”

I sit back in my chair and work my jaw. All my life I’ve wanted to be Don. However, now I have to ask myself if it’s something I want or if this has been what he’s drilled in my head since I was a baby.

“Nah, that’s not what I’m saying, but what are you saying? I’m tired of your games.”

“My stupidity caused me to lose my best friend and allowed my enemies to take his life. I will forever regret that. I failed Oni, Brenda, and Jack.”

“Still not seeing what that has to do with me.”

“Those same enemies almost had Oni raped, tried to kill my only daughter, and sent my nephew to jail. This family isn’t done with the Sullivans or Abatos. They think they have evaded me. Finn thinks returning to Ireland for a little while will erase what he has done.”

“Why now?”

“There are things that only recently came to light concerning Jack and Finn’s involvement. Things I hadn’t been willing to see in the beginning because of my stubbornness.

“Once the Sullivans chose to come at me by targeting you, they got my attention. I have been plotting and waiting to get back at Finn. When this was just between us, I had been willing to play these games.

“However, I didn’t plan for you to inherit the shit between us. What happened in front of my estate was too much disrespect. Aiming at my children was the final straw.

“Sullivan thinks he has won. That isn’t going to work for me. It isn’t good enough for him to just take a break and then return to his former glory. Not after what they have done. This will be my wedding gift to you both.”

“What will?”

“The Sullivans, Abatos, and my seat. I’m going to teach you and your fiancée the art of slow, vicious, and painful revenge. Then you will be ready to be Don and Donna.”

I stare back at him and look him deep in his eyes. He always has an ulterior motive, but in this case, I’m not sure that I care. The Sullivans owe me blood.

“Are you finally listening? I am not your enemy, capisce?” he says as I stare at him in silence.

“Understood. I’m listening.”

Oni

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” I ask as we enter the apartment.

“He left me with a lot to think about, that’s for sure.”

“Want to talk about it?”

“Not at the moment. I have other things on my mind.”

“Like?”

“Like getting you undressed and in our bed.”

I smile up at him. The heated look in his eyes sends my heart racing. He removes his suit jacket first, then begins on the buttons on mine. Pushing the jacket from my shoulders, he roams his heated gaze over my body.

“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do this all night. Especially knowing you only had on this tie and bra.”

“Less talking and more undressing, Gallo.”

He growls and wraps his hand around my tie, then starts for the bedroom. My heels click across the floor as I follow him. He works on the buttons of his shirt as he goes.

Once in the room, he turns some music on. “Feel Something” by Chris Brown begins to flow through the speakers. He turns to me and locks those hazel-gray eyes on me while still holding on to the tie around my neck.

I bite my lip and lift a brow at him. He flicks his gaze over me. His thoughts are running across his face.

“What’s on your mind, babe?” I say breathily.

He shakes his head. “I don’t think you’re ready.”

“How will you know if we don’t try? Tell me what you want, Rico.”

As I speak the words, I unzip my pants and allow them to fall to the floor. I then kick them aside and stand before him in my bra, panties, and heels.

Keeping my eyes on him, I push my hand into my panties then run my other hand from my hip up the center of my body to my breast. A moan slips from my lips as I squeeze my boob and play with my pussy for him.

Rico’s eyes darken and his nostrils flare. I lift my head and push my shoulders back as I stick my tongue out of my mouth and press it to my lip.

“On your knees,” he says huskily as he loosens his hold on the tie enough for me to lower.

Keeping my eyes on him, I lower to my knees. I reach for his belt and silently ask for permission to open it. His lips part and he nods.

With a wicked smile on my lips, I unfasten it. Still with my gaze locked on his, I run my palms up his thighs until I get to his zipper and tug it down. Once his pants are open, I peel them down and allow them to fall to the floor.

“What now, Rico? What do you want from me?”

“I want you to suck it. Let me feel your mouth around me,” he breathes.

“Will you help me? Can you teach me?”

“Fuck, baby. I’ve got you. I’ll show you just what I like. Take it out and open your mouth for me.”

I nod and peel his boxer briefs down his legs. He springs free, looking hard and heavy. Slowly, I open my mouth like he told me to. I then wait for him.

Wrapping his hand around his length, he then begins to stroke himself in time with the music. My mouth begins to water. Rico stops stroking and guides his way into my mouth.

He fills my mouth then pulls back and taps the tip on my tongue. I close my mouth and swallow. Rico gives a gentle tug of the tie around my neck.

“Open and keep it open,” he commands.

With a nod, I open my mouth again. This time, he pushes in and goes deep. I choke a little but hold my mouth open for him.

He keeps feeding me his dick then pulling it back out. I’m able to take him deeper with every pass. He brushes his knuckles against my cheek.

I decide to take over and close my mouth. He groans and throws his head back as I start to bob my head and suck on him. He widens his stance and hisses.

“Fuck, Oni. Yeah, baby. That’s perfect. Add your hands, stroke me. Don’t be shy.”

I hum around him as I do as he asks. It seems like the more I suck, the harder he’s getting. I didn’t think that was possible.

“Fuck, just like that,” he growls and places a hand behind my head. “Play with your pussy again for me. Let me see you, beautiful.”

He’s now fucking my face. My eyes roll back as I reach down to play with myself. I keep stroking with my other hand as I suck on him and allow my mouth to soak him.

“Fuck,” he roars as he holds my head in place and comes down my throat.

I look up at him with tears stinging the backs of my eyes. He slips from my mouth and stumbles over to the bed, where he falls onto his back. I grin to myself, happy with my first attempt at giving head.

“Oni. Get your ass over here, baby, and sit on my face.”

I lift to my feet and kick my shoes off. I then go to him and climb his body to settle over his face. He clamps his hands over my thighs and locks me into place as he dives in.

I end up riding his face until I’m a shaking mess. His hands are all over my body the entire time. Rico makes me feel like I’m being worshiped.

When he’s done bringing me pleasure with his mouth, he spends hours pounding me into the sheets until I’m sobbing his name and not sure if I’m begging for more or for him to give me a break.

“You were made for me,” he says in my ear some hours later as I’m drifting off to sleep. “I love you.”