Nico’s POV
Nico’s POV
I had wanted the alliance with Serena Sanchez’s father, Don Emiliano Sanchez, but that bitch backed off.
I was good enough to fuck, but not align with.
Fuck her and her nasty ass cunt! Glad I double wrapped my dick around her.
Bitch gave Rodrigo Esposito chlamydia. And that dumb ass motherfucker was married.
Damn! Gave his wife the STD while she was pregnant.
I knew the bitch got around, but didn’t realize it was that bad.
I made sure to get tested. Had to stop screwing her while I’ve been trying to make an alliance with Don Valentino Bianchi.
It wasn’t that long ago that the Fire Dragons MC kidnapped her sister, Sophie.
Serena had laughed about it, then got pissed that Dominic went after her.
She had said, “Should’ve just let the fat bitch die.
Then I could take her place.” I almost slapped her.
I wasn’t like other men who were little bitches to their women.
A woman pissed me off, I had no problems backhanding her.
If a bitch has the balls to mess with a man, then she has the balls to get decked like a man is my motto.
The fact Dominic was such a pussy and let an MC get their hands on his wife shows what a pathetic piece of shit he was.
And he was number fuckin’ two? Bullshit! I could do better!
So here I was at Don Valentino’s prissy estate, trying to con the lazy bitch into letting me marry his daughter, Carina. She was the uptight, perfect one, but I could get her to submit. It may take some hard lessons, but I always got what I wanted.
We were sitting in his office, not as spacious or grand as Maximo’s from what I’ve seen, but it would do. Shows some of the power he holds. For now.
Don Valentino did not look impressed with me at all, and it took all I could to keep my anger locked in.
I was a ‘bastard.’ Basically I was born illegitimate because my mother had been Don Giovanni’s second-in-command’s side piece.
Once I was born, my father, Edoardo Cattaneo, basically shunned my mother and me.
More so because his wife threatened him with divorce.
Don Giovanni, though not a fan of my mother because she was considered “soft,” threatened my father that if he didn’t at least financially take care of his responsibilities and la familia, he would have his head.
Needless to say, my father’s wife, Alegra, hated me as much as she hated my mother.
She ingrained that thinking into my half-brothers, Franco and Giulio.
When I was younger, they would do everything they could to rub it in that I was a bastard.
That stopped within the past few years when Don Giovanni let himself be overheard saying to my father, “He may be a figlio illegittimo, Edoardo, but that boy has more cogliones than most of our men.”
I had been really damned proud of that statement. From the fuckin’ Don no less. Damn fuckin’ right! And my brothers kept their mouths shut around me from that moment forward.
“I understand that I may not be in the best position just yet, Don Valentino, but I am working my way up, as I’m sure you’ve heard.”
I had a reputation. Okay, maybe not the best one, but I was definitely on the fuckin’ map, so I was getting somewhere.
I just needed this extra edge to help get me past the door.
My goal was to marry a Don’s daughter, make appearances, and hopefully take Dominic down.
I could then take over his clan and Don Sanchez’s.
That would be the perfect ‘fuck you’ to both men. And Serena, that fuckin’ bitch.
“Nico,” he said disapprovingly, “You have the worst reputation out there right now, and you are definitely on Dominic Gutierrez’s radar. I can’t be pissing Dominic off, especially when he is close with Maximo Ruiz.”
Fuck Maximo Ruiz! He’s a mama’s boy bitch! Had shit handed to him on a silver fuckin’ platter while I’ve had to fight, literally, for my place. I was gripping the chair with my fingers, but tried to contain it.
I smiled my winning smile at him. “Well, how about we ask Carina, and if she turns the offer down, I will leave, without question.” What I really wanted to do was reach across his desk and squeeze his throat until the life drained out of him, but I was surrounded by his men and not yet in the position to hold authority with them. Yet.
Don Valentino, grunted, but looked me over. He shrugged. “Why not? She can decide for herself.” He nodded his head towards one of his men standing behind us. “Bring me Carina. Now!”
We sat there practically staring at each other for the next five minutes while we waited for Carina.
I maintained eye contact the entire time to let him know I wasn’t afraid of him, but also made an active effort to keep my expression relaxed.
I needed to kiss his ass more or less, or even Carina’s, if I wanted this arrangement to move forward.
Carina entered the room, looking as formal as they come.
There are two types of businesswomen. The ones in the sexy skirts and tight slacks.
And the ones who looked like they were being constrained in their attire and demeanor.
Carina was the latter. She looked more like a politician’s wife than a mafia man’s wife.
But I could deal with it if it worked in my favor.
Sadly, this woman did not do anything for my libido though, which was saying something.
I had sex. Lots of sex. I had built part of my reputation on being really good in bed.
I knew my looks wouldn’t get me that far since I wasn’t as good looking as Dominic or Maximo.
I was more rugged, had scars from the fighting I had to do to get where I am now, and that tended to scare women.
The ones that did approach me first were in for the bad-boys type.
Which I definitely looked the part. Because of this, I made sure the women I was with were beyond pleased in bed.
Carina was about 5’8”, slim and athletic looking, small ass and small tits. Not much to look at, but at least she was kind of pretty. She had a pixie cut look, making her face look smaller, with wide brown eyes. Almost faerie-like. Not my thing, but I would make do.
“Yes Father. You called for me?”
She completely ignored me, standing beside where I was sitting, looking at her father. It pissed me off. I would definitely have to show her how to submit better.
Don Valentino waved in my direction, making her turn to me. She looked at me for a second, then frowned.
Fuckin’ bitch!
“Carina, you may know him, but this is Nico Cattaneo. He has offered to take your hand in marriage for an arrangement.”
Her frown deepened, and I realized this was not going to go my way. I was about to lose my shit, when the door burst open.
Don Valentino began to curse loudly in Italian.
I knew Italian, but I refused to let my men speak it around me.
I wanted a more modern dynasty. Not that ‘old school’ shit.
I was only doing this arranged marriage shit to get an alliance so I could continue building my clan.
Once I had someone at my back, I could continue to work on taking over the two clans and earn my spot, even if it was only number two.
I doubt I could beat Maximo, unless I took over all of the clans, and even I wasn’t that delusional.
“Eliana, this is a private meeting!” I had never seen Don Valentino this angry before, his fat face turning red with rage.
The man was fat. Like really fat. I was surprised Carina was as thin as she was.
Must take after her mother. Don Valentino was about 5’8” and about 250 lbs.
He had a gut that he couldn’t hide, and a head full of wild, gray hair.
I couldn’t turn in my seat to see Eliana, but I knew of her.
She got around with the men, but nothing like Serena or Eliana’s own little sister, Serafina.
I had sex with Serafina before. It wasn’t all that great.
She tried to fake an orgasm, but I made sure she had a real one.
I realized she used sex for a means. She had been shocked after having an orgasm.
I could tell she was trying to hide it, but I knew better.
Obviously, if I married Carina, I would have to avoid that situation.
Couldn’t sleep with sisters. Well, I could.
And have. But this is a different situation that would not go well.
Eliana stepped up beside Carina, who turned her back to me to look at her sister.
Eliana was prettier than Carina, but not as pretty as Serafina.
Serafina dressed like a hooker most times, which I’m surprised her father let her.
But maybe it had more to do with the fact that since she was the youngest, not much else he was going to get from her.
Carina was the bargaining chip, although I was starting to get the impression I was about to lose my chance at it.
I may have overshot my confidence. Maybe I should consider an arrangement with Serafina?
That all but made me grimace, so I had to look away and get myself back in the game.
Eliana was looking at her father, as I looked her over.
Her hair was longer than both her sisters, medium brown hair to her waist. Good hair-pulling length actually.
That thought made me get hard. I shifted again, and tried to focus back on her.
She had more meat to her, more of an ass, medium sized tits, some curves here and there.
Serafina had big tits and a small ass. At least Eliana looked like she looked normal in all the right places. I suspected Serafina’s tits were fake.
“Papa, I could be the one to be in agreement with Nico.” She turned to me. “If Carina is not interested, I am open to the idea.”
What the fuck?