Chapter 14
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
ARRESTING DEVELOPMENTS
LUCA
Roman was pissed as fuck when he showed up to the office. He had no idea that I was even seeing anyone. He’s wrapped up in his own woman, and the battle with the Giuliani family is raging on. I didn’t think he would notice my disappearance as much as Paolo and Niro did.
I should’ve known that my brother is always aware of everything that goes on with me. He is the Don of the Dalonzo organization for a reason. I know I’ve been acting out of character because I was obsessed with Mindy, but Roman understood more than I gave him credit for.
Once my brother and cousins were let in on my secret obsession, I felt lighter than I ever have before. It’s one of the reasons why I’m taking Mindy to meet my parents. Everyone in my family needs to meet the woman I plan to marry.
As soon as I make her a widow, I’m putting a ring on her fucking finger.
It took some convincing to get Mindy to realize that I wasn’t going anywhere, especially after Ross’s stunt.
She accepted the fact that Jules is her shadow.
Although I can see the questions in her onyx eyes, she hasn’t asked about me being in the mob again.
I’m glad, but I still don’t know how I want to respond.
“Luc are you sure I look okay. You can’t just casually spring on me that we’re meeting your parents for dinner.” Mindy pulls at the hem of her dress for the millionth time.
I pull on the hand I’m holding to get her to stop walking. She looks up at me with a furrowed brow. I lean down and kiss her lips slowly. The little sigh she lets out does something to me. I instinctively want to turn around and go back home to quench the growing need I have for her.
“I know that look, Luc. Don’t even think about it. As nervous as I am, we’re going in to meet your parents. Won’t have me explaining why we didn’t show up.” Mindy shakes her head and pulls me toward the front door.
“You know I still have a bedroom here.” I smirk at her, and she chuckles.
“You’re so manish,” Mindy chuckles.
“What does this word mean? Manish?” I frown, my accent coming out more.
“It means you’re getting fresh with me. Wanting to do grown people stuff in your parents’ house.” She eyes me up and down, then bites her lip.
“Do I need to remind you how grown I am? And I know what that look means— you want to see my bedroom. Don’t you?” I whisper, leaning in to kiss her once again.
This time she moans, and I almost say fuck it and drag her little ass back to the car, but the door opens. My Mama is standing there with a look of awe on her face. She probably never thought I’d bring a woman home. It’s most likely why she kept inviting random women over here.
“ Ciao, Mama. Non spaventarla, lei e nervosa ,” I warn my Mama in Italian not to scare Mindy off.
Lucia Dalonzo has made it her mission to get us all married off. Roman looks to be halfway there already, so I know she’s got her sights set on me. I know that she won’t be able to control her enthusiasm at the fact that her special son found someone to love outside of his immediate family.
“ Non preoccuparti bambino. Non ti mettero in imbarazzo ,” my Mama answers that she won’t embarrass me.
“Non potresti mi mettermi in imbarazzo, Mama.” I make sure my Mama knows that she could never embarrass me before pulling Mindy in front of me. “Mama, this is Mindy. Mindy, this is my Mama, Lucia.”
“Hi, Mrs. Dalonzo. It’s so nice to meet you,” Mindy says, sticking out her hand.
My Mama shoos her hand away and pulls her into a tight hug, “We hug around here, and forget this Mrs. Dalonzo stuff. I’m Lucia or Mama ,” Mama says, winking at me, and I shake my head.
When we walk into the dining room, all talking stops.
I frown when I see my brother and his girlfriend Erica, Niro, and Paolo.
None of them are supposed to be here. As a matter of fact, I specifically asked them not to come.
I’ve been able to disguise my crazy for the most part, but I know it will be on full display with all of us together.
“Luca, figlio . I’m so glad you could finally introduce us to your… how do you say… uh… girlfriend ,” my Papa smirks at me.
He speaks perfectly good English, and he knows exactly what he’s doing. Instead of responding, I pull him into a one-armed hug while continuing to hold Mindy’s hand. I know she’s in good hands with my family, but I know she needs my support.
“Papa, this is my girlfriend , Mindy,” I introduce her.
My father slaps me on my back, then quickly lets me go. He pulls Mindy into a hug and squeezes her before whispering in her ear. He holds her out at arm’s length, and she smiles at him.
“ Molto bella .” My father nods.
“Very beautiful indeed,” I repeat, so Mindy can understand.
Her beautiful brown skin reddens a little. I kiss her cheek as I pull out her chair. We sit down, and right away the shenanigans begin. Paolo is regaling the table with his inappropriate exploits. Unfortunately, all the women at the table find him charming, and they giggle at him.
“Paolo reminds me of Jules. Except Jules at least tried to pretend he wasn’t a womanizer. I don’t think Paolo could even think about pretending,” Mindy whispers, and I scoff.
She pinches my side, and I chuckle, pulling her in for a kiss.
The table quiets again, and I stop mid-smooch.
I reluctantly look around the table and into the amazed expressions of my family.
I know they have never seen me so free. Probably because I’ve never been this open in my life. I don’t think I knew how.
Mindy notices everyone staring, and she clears her throat, “Sorry, I can’t say no to Luca’s kisses. He’s so affectionate.”
You could hear a pin drop in the once noisy dining room. I pay it no mind. I know why my family is shocked, but I don’t plan on explaining it to Mindy. I don’t want her to know the emotionless Luca.
“Excuse us, I’m going to give Mindy a tour of the house.”
“We’ll have dessert in thirty minutes, Luca. Don’t make me come find you!” My Mama yells after us.
I don’t acknowledge her, but I quicken my steps. My Mama is no nonsense, and she will be looking for us in thirty minutes. So, this quickie will have to hold me over until I can get Mindy back home.
I make it to my bedroom and close and lock the door. Mindy walks further inside. She turns and gives me a wicked smile as I stalk towards her.
“I hope you know I’m not about to have sex with you. Your whole family knows what we’re up to.”
“We are absolutely going to have sex, Coniglia . And we have twenty-seven minutes before my Mama comes to find us. So, lie on the bed,” I command.
Mindy hesitates, but when I lift my eyebrow in challenge, she takes a deep breath and sits down on my king-sized bed. I walk towards her, smirking. I don’t want to move too slowly because we are under time constraints, but I can’t help but savor the sight of Mindy.
I stand in front of her, sliding my hand down her soft cheek. Her braided hair hangs down her back, and I can’t help the urge to tug on it. Mindy moans, and I devour her mouth, slipping my hand beneath her dress.
I rip the panties from her delicate skin. I slide my fingers into her warm, wet center, and it’s my turn to moan. I will never get used to the way Mindy feels.
I lie us down on the bed before I hover over her.
I kiss her lips as I slide my fingers inside of her.
Once she’s nice and wet, I strip off her dress as I rush to take off my pants.
I feel absolutely out of my very rigid control, but the sense of freedom I feel when I’m with Mindy takes over.
I slide the head of my dick against her dripping pussy lips, and Mindy thrusts her hips up.
I grunt, moving my hips back and plunging deep into my personal heaven. I wish I could say I stopped and let Mindy adjust to my size, but I didn’t. I know she’s about to scream when she throws her head back, so I quickly slap my hand over her mouth.
“Shhh, baby. They’ll hear us. You don’t want to be interrupted now, do you? Hmm?”
Mindy whimpers in response, her big brown eyes pleading with me to give her what she needs. I have to answer her siren’s call. I slam into her until she’s fluttering her release.
“That’s my good girl,” I growl, finally letting go.
After this, dessert with the family should be interesting. I just hope I can make it through without having to get another taste of my woman. On second thought, I guess we will just have to leave early.
SEVERAL MONTHS LATER
It’s been really quiet since we got rid of the Giuliani family several months ago. The no good bastards got what they deserved. But it’s been too quiet. The detective hadn’t shown up anywhere, and I hadn’t heard about her snooping into my affairs.
I don’t like it. She was making it known to all the right people that she was looking to find evidence against me for the disappearance of Matthew Besser. It’s been forever since I took care of him. And I know for a fact there isn’t any evidence to be found.
However, I won’t let my guard down. People get hurt when you relax. That’s why I never get too comfortable. My family calls me uptight, I say I’m diligent.
The same diligence is the reason I’m at my brother’s club, keeping an eye on things while he’s away on his honeymoon. I don’t have to be here, but I want to make sure that everything runs smoothly. Plus, I feel like I need to make up for disappearing when shit was going down.
“Isn’t that Alicianna? I thought she took her ass back across state lines.” Paolo stares across the bar with a scowl.
“You only want her gone because she acts like she’s your woman,” I reply to my cousin.
As soon as Alicianna spots us, she comes sauntering in our direction.
Paolo’s scowl grows deeper, and even though I want to laugh at his discomfort, I keep my expression blank.
Paolo is the love them and leave them type, but he usually fucks with women who aren’t in the life, so he doesn’t have to see them again.
I told him he would regret messing with Alicianna, but as usual, he didn’t listen.
“Paolo,” Alicianna greets. However, her eyes are trained on me. “Luciano, how have you been? I haven’t talked to your mother in a while. The last time we spoke she invited me to dinner, but I couldn’t make it.” She sits down beside me on the couch like I invited her to be in my presence.
“It’s a reason she hasn’t spoken to you. But if you had come to dinner, you could have met my woman.” I stand, dismissing her.
“Woman?” She frowns, her face growing red. “When did you get a girlfriend?” Alicianna says it like it is impossible for me to find someone.
I can’t really fault her for that. Hell, it wasn’t long ago that I would’ve agreed. I never thought I would find someone who could put up with my… uniqueness . And although Mindy doesn’t know the extent of all my habits, she puts up with me anyway.
“Why are you questioning my cugino ? Actually, the better question… what the hell are you doing here?” Paolo questions, sitting up in his seat.
My cousin has many talents, but most people can’t see them because he likes pretending to be an idiot. But Paolo is like a human lie detector. He can smell shiftiness from a mile away. That is if he’s paying attention… like he is now.
“I can’t ask Luciano questions?”
“And why the fuck do you keep calling him by his full name?” Paolo is really studying her now.
I can’t help but wonder the same thing. Alicianna is acting peculiar. She’s never shown much interest in me before, and she’s definitely never called me anything but Luca.
“Why? Are you jealous, Paul? That’s what the civilian whores you entertain call you, right?”
“Me? Jealous? I think the fuck not.”
“I’m leaving. This lover’s quarrel is none of my business.” I slap Paolo on the back as I head toward the exit.
“I’ll go with you; I have other shit I need to be doing.” Paolo stands too, leaving Alicianna scowling at both of us.
As we get closer to the front of the club, I see there’s a disturbance of some kind. I sigh because I knew it was too quiet. I should’ve known I was going to have to deal with some bullshit. I haven’t had to kill anybody since the Giuliani’s.
“What’s the problem?” I ask the head bouncer, although I see Detective Wiley with a smug look on her face.
“She says she has a warrant,” the bouncer answers.
I nod, but before I can address her, my phone rings with Niro’s name flashing across the screen.
A little too late, cugino. I think as I answer.
“Ciao, Niro.”
“The detective is coming to arrest you. I’ll get the lawyers, and you’ll be out in a few hours,” Niro says without a hello.
“She’s already here.”
“Fuck! I’ll get the lawyers.” My cousin hangs up the phone without saying anything else.
“Detective Wiley.” I nod. “I guess you want me to come with you.”
Some of the smugness drops from her face, but I don’t acknowledge it. She’s a pawn in this game of chess. The problem is I need to know who all the players are. Niro better have me out like he said, or we’re going to have problems. I was supposed to be going home to Mindy.
“Luciano Dalonzo, you’re under arrest,” Detective Wiley starts reading me my rights.
I ignore her and walk toward a black sedan. She doesn’t stop me or try to cuff me. I’m glad she has enough sense not to try to flex her authority. She’s already in over her head as it is. Lisa Wiley will hate the day she heard the name Luciano Dalonzo if it’s the last thing I do.