Chapter 6
Sitting in one of the boardrooms in the casino waiting for Raphael to join us, I take a sip of my whiskey and look around the room. Chatting in the corner are the Marietto family, acting like they belong here. I don’t know what the fuck this meeting was called for, but I can promise you it won’t be for anything good.
“He’s on his way,” Sin announces as he takes the seat beside the head of the table.
My father sits in the seat bedside Sin, Rome’s father on the side facing Sin and Rome sits beside me. This isn’t our usual seating arrangement, but Raphael thought to shake things up for these fools who have graced us with their unwanted company. I have a bad fucking feeling about this, but I keep my mouth shut as the Marietto’s seat themselves around the mahogany boardroom table.
Raphael enters the room and silence falls upon us. His face is impassive and I know he means business by the way he drags his chair out and seats himself in it. Like he’s asserting his authority before he even needs to speak. That’s the thing about Raphael, he’s mafia through and through.
“Gentleman, thank you for attending this meeting on such short notice. I know we’re all eager to get back to the celebrations, so I’ll keep this short and sweet.”
Nickolas glances at his father, Giovanni, and then at his older brother, Mateo, before his gaze settles back on Raphael. His expressionless mask makes me want to rip his face off, but I know my manners and now is not the time or place to pick a fight.
Raphael leans forward and braces his elbows on the table, eyeing each of us before he speaks. “Our families will be in close quarters for the next few years. Both our sons attending Sable Lakes University. I know our families have a volatile history and I hope this next generation can put it all behind them.”
“I don’t see this being an issue. Nickolas has been spoken to. I just hope your son and his friends are of the same understanding.” Giovanni makes a point of staring at Sin who sits there unaffected, looking bored as fuck.
“I’m good to keep my hands to myself. I won’t ruffle any feathers unless provoked,” Sin says. His don’t give a fuck attitude loud and clear.
“Is your sweet sister attending Sable Lakes too? I’d love to get to know her better,” Nickolas teases and it has the desired effect.
Sin launches out of his chair, but before he can make his way around the table, Rome and I have a tight grip on him.
“Sin, calm the fuck down.” I pat him on the chest and hold him tightly.
Raphael and Giovanni stand at the same time while Nickolas sits in his seat grinning up at Sin.
“Sinisa, outside now!” Raphael orders and opens the boardroom door waiting for his son to exit.
“Stay the fuck out of my way.” Sin points at Nickolas as he strides out of the room with Raphael following, shutting the door after him.
“Well, that’s sorted then.” Nickolas pushes his chair back, stands and moves next to his dad.
“You had to open your fucking mouth, didn’t you. I told you to keep quiet. Raphael and I have worked hard to put the bullshit behind us and in one meeting you and his son undo everything.” Giovanni shakes his head at Nickolas, disappointment tainting his words.
“I think we’re done here now.” My dad stands next to me and Rome’s dad, Luciano, joins him.
“My apologies for my son. I can only hope that things die down from here. Until next time, gentleman.” Giovanni ushers Nickolas outside, leaving the four of us in the room.
“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, that boy is going to send his father to an early grave. You two need to talk some sense into Sin before he starts a war between the families.” Luciano shakes his head in disappointment.
“I guess that’s my cue to go and watch over him,” Rome says as his dad grips him in a hug.
“I guess I’m coming with you. So much for a fun night.” I follow Rome out of the boardroom and head to the elevator to go find Sin before he does something stupid.
Sin: I”m in the private bar. I”ve been banished.
“Is that Sin?” Rome looks at me expectantly.
“He’s in the private bar. Looks like it’s just the three of us for company.
“We could invite Monroe.” Rome’s face lights up.
“Look at you simping,” I tease.
“Fuck off, dickhead.”
“Don’t deny it.”
Rome looks at me and smirks. “Like you’re any fucking better.”
“At least I hide it most of the time. You’re just embarrassing.” I laugh and push him on the shoulder.
“Fuck you.” Rome flips me the finger as the elevator stops and the doors open to the private bar. “It’s a fucking lost cause anyway. She’s off limits.”
The room is intimate, dark and decorated in red velvet and dark brown leather. There are only half a dozen chairs scattered throughout the room as Raphael usually uses this for his own personal place to relax. The fact that we’re even allowed in here tonight magnifies the magnitude of the Sin and Nickolas blow up. Raphael will be in damage control for the next couple of days.
It’s three in the morning and we’re all well and truly drunk thanks to the bartender keeping the drinks coming. Raphael had one of his men come collect us and escort us back here to our rooms.
Sin and Rome disappear into their respective rooms, both slamming their doors shut in their drunken state. I wait for a beat of a moment, wondering if our loudness has woken Monroe up? She doesn’t emerge from her room where I’m hovering just outside, like a creep, picturing her naked in bed.
Testing the door handle to peek inside, it’s locked which thwarts my plans to check on her. So, I retreat into my room and head to the bathroom for a shower. Peeling off my clothes, I step into the steaming hot water as thoughts of Monroe circle through my brain.
I’ve been obsessed with her since we were kids. I know she knows how I feel, seeing as I tell her often how fucking stunning I think she is. There are also the lingering touches, the extra tight hugs, and I don’t even bother hiding when I’m checking her out even though I know Sin hates it. I’m so fucking sick of being cock blocked by Sin. One day soon she’ll know what it’s like having me worship her body. But, I have to sit back and wait for her to realize she can have us and she doesn’t need to choose. I mean, we’ve shared before.
The water cascades over my body and my cock goes hard thinking about her, her luscious lips and what they could do to me. Gripping my hard dick in my hand, I imagine it’s hers as I stroke myself, letting the feeling take over me. I pick up the pace and picture her cunt as I enter her from behind, her perfect pussy milking me as I thrust inside her over and over, making her moan my name.
Bracing my other hand on the tiles, I pump my cock faster until I feel my balls tightening, sending pleasure snaking down my spine and a stream of cum shoots all over the shower wall. Inhaling the steamed air, I catch my breath as I milk the rest of my release out of me. Picturing her gets me off so fucking fast every time. I can’t wait to finally get my hands on her and let her do things to me.
Turning off the water, I climb out of the shower and towel off before climbing into bed satisfied. Knowing that she’s just a few feet down the hall calms me. If I have my way, one day soon she’ll be right here beside me.