“Not for crimes committed outside the marriage. And we’re not married yet.”
“Slight technicality,” she countered. “But we will be soon enough. So, let me in. Tell me what’s been going on. Don’t worry. Sonny checked the house for bugs earlier.”
Last year, I moved out of the house I shared with Sonny and into a high-rise penthouse apartment on the waterfront with Gia and Faith. We needed more space with the baby coming, and I wanted to ensure their protection. The only way up to the apartment was with a special keycard, which only three people had in their possession. There were no ways in or out we couldn’t monitor, making the place perfect for my girls. Still, I didn’t underestimate the Feds or our enemies.
I pulled Gia to me and leaned back against the headboard, cradling her in my arms. “What do you want to know?”
“Why are so many guys getting arrested? Something has to be going on. The police didn’t decide to turn on your family out of nowhere.”
“I’m sure you heard there’s a new police chief, right?”
She shook her head. “No, I didn’t know.”
“He’s a real stickler, not someone we can influence. He has no weaknesses. I’ve tried to find something we can use against him, anything to get him on our side, but he’s squeaky clean. No mistresses, baby mamas, or any skeletons whatsoever. He’s coming down hard on organized crime and working with the local and state police to crack down on us. Anyone who was suspected of helping our family has been re-assigned to another position or has suddenly asked for early retirement. More like forced retirement.”
“That’s just the police. Your dad still has the district attorney and some judges in his pocket.”
I shook my head. “Nope, not after the last election. We have a few people who are willing to take bribes but not as many as before. Organized crime has become a priority after our war with Enzo. Whether you realize it or not, we tore up the city trying to get to Enzo and his men. Things were even worse when I was out there looking for you. Our feud drew a lot of attention. The only way for us to stay below the radar is to keep a low profile, which hasn’t been easy with all the bullshit we’ve been going through.”
“Speaking of Enzo,” she said, stroking my arm with her fingers. “I found something in my dad’s office. He asked me to go up there and grab documents to sign. We are transferring land to your dad… one of the plots my dad had bought for my mom. It was supposed to be our home in the suburbs, far away from your family and all this drama. He never built on the land because your father never let him go. Now, we have to sell it to your dad for next to nothing.”
“He told me. I’m sorry about all this, G. I know how much that l
and meant to you and your mom. If I had that kind of money, I would buy it from him. I asked the old man to pick something else, but he said he needed it for a new deal he has in the works. It wasn’t open for discussion. He’s trying to legitimize our business. If he succeeds, one day we might not have to look over our shoulders.”
“We’ll never be legit, Angelo. No matter how much your dad wants to believe he’s a real businessman, it will never happen. He will still kill, torture, and blackmail anyone who gets in his way.”
“He won’t be around forever,” I breathed against her lips.
She grunted. “No, instead you will have Pete to answer to. He’s not much better.”
“Pete is levelheaded like the old man. He plans, never reacts without thinking first. My brother is a lot of things, but he will make a good boss.”
She sucked in a deep breath and let it out. “Thank you for letting me in, Angelo. I hate when I feel like you’re keeping secrets from me.”
“It’s for your own benefit.”
“From now on… let me decide what’s good for me.”
I leaned in to Gia’s touch and took her bottom lip in her mouth to suck on it. She opened wider, granting me the access I needed. It was so easy for me to get lost in each kiss. Gia was the only person who could make me forget about the life I’d chosen for not only myself but for Gia and my daughter. With each flick of our tongues, I could block out everything I’d done that day. Every mistake I’d ever met, every sin I’d ever committed.
Once our lips separated, we stared into each other’s eyes, our breathing heavy. I pushed her back to the mattress and pinned her down with my body, spreading her legs open to make room for me. My cock was already rock hard for her, and unlike last time, I didn’t wait for her body to relax. Digging my fingers into her thighs, I threw them over my shoulders and slammed into her with violent force.
She turned her head to the side, eyes closed, and screamed out in pain. Running my lips along her inner thigh, I stuck out my tongue to taste her before I sunk my teeth into her soft flesh. With each thrust, I bit her harder. Gia looked up at me, her eyes full of pure ecstasy, and yelled for me to keep going. My girl loved it rough, and I loved giving it to her. Our shared sickness helped us heal from the sins of our pasts, each orgasm bringing us closer to our former humanity.
“I killed someone today,” I confessed, pushing her right leg toward her to change the angle. “I left that part out.”
“Yeah,” she moaned. “Why did you do it?”
“Because he was going to turn on our family. He told the police too much.”
Gia reached up to push her hands into my chest as if forcing me off her, when she only wanted me to fight her back. She loved the push and pull. I lived for the nights when she wanted me this way. When she wanted the coldblooded killer, the man I was even though I tried to be different for her.
For years, I’d told Gia, and myself, I never had a choice. But I did. Even if my father would never allow me to leave, I still had a choice. Maybe I was made for this life. And if anyone was made for me, it was Gia. Her body molded to mine like a glove, her pussy milking my cock as she found her release.
When she came down from her high, Gia muttered, “How did you do it?”
“Two shots to the back of the head,” I confessed, fucking her harder. With her insides clenched around my cock, I closed my eyes and hissed from the sensation, which rocked through my body.