6. EMMA #2
He takes the bags from me and we walk to the car in hurried steps. Getting outside we quickly get in the car, and Caz speeds off.
Sitting beside Ace in the car while Caz takes us to I don't know where, Ace's words float around in my head, but he has yet to explain himself and what is going on.
“Ace?”
His eyes never leave his phone, but he does respond. “Yes, Baby Girl.”
“Are you going to talk to me?”
He looks up, hitting the button on the side of his phone, making his screen go black, tucking it into his pocket.
“I think something is going on. These Heathens are too close, their hands dipped into too much in our city and baby, I think your father is involved.”
A breath catches in my throat, lingering there as my heart feels like it might just explode from betrayal. “I don't understand Ace, what are you saying?”
“I'm still trying to figure that out, but I think it all revolves around you.”
“Is this why you want to marry now?”
“Yes. I'm sorry, Emma, for having to do this. But I'm taking over your empire as soon as we are married.”
“Like fuck you are!” I hiss.
“Emma, Listen to me. I need to gain total control so your weasel of a father doesn't do something fucking twisted.
I won't allow him to take everything I have earned.
You have no idea the things I've done or seen to get where I am, and I won't back down.” His tone lowers.
“I have a plan and I need you to go along with it.
I promise I'm not doing this for control, I'm doing this for you.”
I search his eyes, trying to find any sign he is lying to me, but there is so much truth to his eyes, and he has shown I can trust him. “Okay Ace, but you cross me, I will enjoy watching life slowly drain from your eyes.”
“As long as I get to play with that sweet little pussy again before you do that.” He jokes.
I laugh and he holds his playful smirk.
ACE
My body is engulfed with rage, making it hard for me to breath and keep it all choked down so Emma doesn't see the worst side of me, but it's coming.
I can feel it inside of me that something has been going on for some time, and being home, I feel it deep in my bones a storm is coming, and I think Emma is why.
But my plan to marry her and take over her Empire is only the half truth.
We will proceed with the wedding, setting her father up to make a move, but I'll be ready.
He is going to fucking pay for every fucking finger he has put on her wrongly.
I don't know why this possessive wave has washed over me, but after she played her game this morning in her office, showing me her little piercing.
I do believe she will be just fine handling the beast in me.
My cock twitches between my legs, thinking about taking her for the first time, but also her first time. I have to keep my dark side at bay, or maybe not?
My plan is already in action with Caz aware as he takes us to our estate to see my father, who will soon be filled in on my plan, well some of it.
I want to see what is stirring around in his head, knowing I'm going to need his help if what I think is coming, happens.
I will need his help protecting Emma from what's to come, someone that is causing really big feelings inside me, and the thought of something happening to her, is ripping me apart.
EMMA
Caz enters a private estate, driving through the gate, he pulls up to the front of a house, and Ace begins to get out of the car. Reaching his hand out for me to take, he helps me out of the car then places a hand on the small of my back as we start up the stairs.
“Where are we, Ace?”
He looks down at me with a confused look before his lips part. “You've never been here before?”
I shake my head as I say. “No, can't say I have.”
“This is my family estate, where my father lives.”
I let out a huff, another thing I never knew existed, another thing my father never told me.
“We need to talk to my father in a place that's safe and with no prying eyes, so we can speak freely.”
My lips go into a straight line as I nod and we continue up the stairs, through the halls of his very large estate.
There's so many mixed emotions and nerves running through my boiling body. If my father really is up to something with the Heathens, that means he's linked to Luca somehow. But how do I come into play in this? Why all of a sudden an interest in marrying me off?
I can't get my head around it, but the words from my Pop ring out again in my head "You're the Heiress to our Empire, bosses will come to claim you, so they can take what's not theirs."
His words cause a shiver to run down my spine. My heart doesn't care about the Empire. They can have it, I'll give it to them, but now Ace is involved. I can't do that to him or his father, I have to protect what's rightfully mine.
We enter Ryan's office and I look up meeting Ryan's gaze and he gives me a soft smile, a softness to him I've never seen from him before. “Are you okay, Emma?”
Furrowing my brows, since when does he show sympathy? “Yes, I'm fine.”
I sit in the chair beside Ace and Ryan immediately asks.
“Are you ready to tell me what the fuck you are doing, Ace?” Ryan glares at Ace but Ace returns that glare right back.
“Papa, something is brewing and we know the Heathens were after Emma the other night.
They are in our casino's, running rampant in our city like rabid animals, and yet you are doing nothing.”
Ryan takes in a deep breath, before that powerful Mafia King emerges from the surface with his eyes darkening. “I'm not doing nothing. I'm quietly watching my plan come together. Now explain what you have planned next, since I helped you get Emma out of the office.”
“I am marrying Emma tonight, and taking over her Empire.” Ace doesn’t sugar coat or hold back. I listen and watch as Ryan nods with his lips forming a straight line before he says. “That can't happen.”
“The fuck it can't!” Ace growls.
“There are some things you don't know, son.”
Ace lets out a huff, as his jaw ticks, staring into his father's eyes. “Oh, I think I know you've been hiding shit from me.”
Ryan nods in agreement.
What the fuck is happening right now. What does Ryan know?
I tried to talk to you before we dropped the marriage agreement on you, but that didn't work out.
“Emma, I'm sorry but your father is up to something, that's why I encouraged this marriage now. It was always a possibility, but I forced it to happen now.” He states.
“Why? Everything was fine before Ace came home.”
He takes in a deep breath before his lips part. “You are of age to marry, and I'm almost certain, your father has some deal with Luca.”
My heart finally breaks, a piece breaking off, falling deep into my chest cavity, and to never surface again and repair my broken heart.
After everything my father has done to me, that little tiny piece still held love for him, but that love will never be repaired and has formed into an uncontrolling desire of rage, hate, and pain.
“Why is he going along with this marriage then?” I ask.
“That, I haven't figured out yet, but I think he is going to use the wedding to attack and I need you two to be prepared. He is adamant about how it happens and where.”
“I had the same feeling, the reason why I wanted to get the marriage finalized, knowing it will be over if he stops the wedding before we say I do.”
The words "I do" sting a little. I'm getting married to someone I don’t know anymore. There's a connection with Ace, but does he feel that same connection, are his words true?
“That's why we will go along with your plan to marry, telling no one, you will have your engagement ball tomorrow night. You will act as if nothing is going on, Emma-” Ryan's eyes pierce through mine, straight to my heart, meaning with his coming words “I need you to sell this, and be the Queen, your grandfather and I know you can be.”
Through the tears welling in my eyes, a smile forms on my lips with Ryan's words, especially regarding my grandfather.
But then, I nod as my tears dry from my eyes, replacing those tears with a lit fire, ready to burn someone to the ground.
“I will sell this, and hand over my Empire, as long as you make me a promise.”
Ace raises a brow, and Ryan's lips curl into a dangerous smirk. “You want your father?”
“I want to be the one to cut off every finger. And then, move to his hands, removing them, then I will slice his throat and watch life seep from his body. You make me that promise,” I throw my arms out, as I sit back in my chair, before my eyes meet Ace's with a deepened stare “Then I'm all yours.”
Ace's brow raises as his lips twist into a wicked grin.
And I mean every word of it. I want my father to suffer for everything he has done to me, and for trying to sell me to the Devil.
Well, you better look out Daddy-o, because the daughter you saw nothing in, is twice as twisted as you!
There is no shame, no quilt, no feeling for my words besides promising I will make good on my word.
Ryan chuckles, snapping me back as he stares at me, with his head tilted, resting his chin to his knuckles. “You are everything your Pop said you would be.”
“I'm afraid to ask if that's a good thing?”
Ace and Ryan both let out deep chuckles. Ace's eyes scan my every move, obsessively watching me as he chews at his lip.
“It's good you're a little unhinged, you will need to be for what is coming. If what we think is happening, you will need to turn off your feelings, Emma.” I swallow hard, knowing what he is talking about, but I know what I have to do, and will turn every emotion I have off to ensure my father's slow and painful death.
“Lucky for you both.” Ryan gets up from his chair and walks to a bookcase, sliding a book to the side as a small door opens, revealing a safe.
He types in a code then pulls out a file after opening the safe, shutting it, walking back to his desk with the file.
He hits a button on his desk phone and a woman answers. . “Yes Sir?”
“I need you to come in here and witness.”
“I'll be right there.”
Ryan ends the call and looks up at Ace and I. “I have the contracts already drawn up and ready, I was smart, had them prepared before anything started, with Charles' signature already on them. “He pulls the documents out, handing one to Ace then one to myself.”
My heart hums in my chest. I'm doing this, I'm fucking signing a marriage contract, but is it really all that bad?
RYAN
I knew staying faithful to Emma's grandfather would pay off. That man practically raised me. Charles and I were always close, but the greedy fucker has just gone too far.
I knew everything I imagined, sending Ace to Russia to train, and keeping eyes on Emma, even though I play it off I know nothing about her, I know everything.
Not to be all sentimental and shit, but fuck I'm proud of my son, he is smart, has kept tabs on this city since he left, and has figured out the dangers that are lurking...
And made a fucking plan, and a good fucking plan, and when the time comes, I know, he is going to turn into the worst version of the Devil, what he was trained to be. And he will have a dangerously unhinged Queen by his side, making them the most powerful Mafia King and Queen in the country.