I woke up to strong arms wrapped around me. I looked up at Luciano's sleeping figure. His eyebrows were furrowed. He looks cute when he's sleeping. "Are you enjoying staring at me cara mia?" How did he.. He opened his eyes, and looked at me. I hid my face in his chest. I looked towards the window and noticed it was dark out. "How long were we sleeping?" He pulled his phone out of his pocket, and looked at the time. "It's 8 pm now, so maybe 5 hours?" I sat up, and ran my fingers through my hair. He sat up, and pulled me closer. "How are you feeling?" I sighed and looked down at my arms. "I'm okay.." He cupped my cheek, making me look at him. "You don't have to pretend with me. I know you're not okay. I am here for you." I bit my lip, and looked away from him. Too mesmerizing. He pulled his hand away, and stood from the bed. "I have to be at the club in 1 hour and I don't want to leave you here." I crossed my arms, and gave him a curt look. "I'm capable of staying here Luciano." He crossed over to my side of the bed. "I just don't want you alone again like tonight." I knew he was right but I damn sure did not want to admit that to him. "Fine." He nodded and pulled his phone out. "Get ready, I will be waiting downstairs." I nodded, and stood from the bed. He walked out of the room, leaving me to get ready. I sighed and pulled a long sleeved sequined dress out of the closet. Best cover my arms up so I'm not reminded just how weak I really am. I laid the dress on the bed, and went to take a quick shower.
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I walked back in the room, and quickly started getting ready. I decided to let my hair air dry since my hair is naturally wavy. I put my shoes on, and grabbed my purse, leaving the room. I walked down the stairs, and saw Luciano standing there on the phone speaking harsh Italian. His eyes landed on me. "Get it done." He hung up the phone, and walked over to me. "I don't think we should leave now. I think we should stay here." I looked at him funny. "Sembri cazzo commestibile." He pulled me closer by my waist. I could feel a blush rising to my cheeks. "We should probably get going or else we'll be late." I pulled away slowly. He ran his fingers through his messy hair, and took my hand in his. We walked outside, and down to the waiting car. Luciano let me get in first, before sliding in next to me.
"I need you to always stay near me. These people I am meeting with today are very dangerous." I nodded my head. We pulled up to a very extravagant club called Encore Entertainment. He got out, and held his hand out to me. I took it and slid out. He held me close by my waist, leading us in the club. "You will be introduced to all of the staff here before we head up to my office for the meeting." We walked in the club, and I stood there in shock. This was nothing like the club I worked in. A very tall and muscular man stood at the doorway. "Caledon, this is Arianna my fiancé. Arianna meet Caledon, head of security." I smiled at him, and looked around the club again. Luciano and Caledon engaged in conversation. "Boss, I hate to tell you this, but Margaret quit today. Said she couldn't handle the new girl." He huffed out a breath, and pulled me away with him.
He pulled me past a crowd of people, and down a set of stairs. We walked into a dressing room full of dancers. The room got quiet as we walked in. "Ladies, what seems to be the problem here? I've heard that Margaret quit?" The girls started whispering. A girl who looked to be about 18-19 spoke up. "It's all because of that new girl Camilla." Wait, Camilla as in-------.
"Sorry I'm late I had a few things to take care of." I could feel my body tense up. "Well well well if it isn't Luciano crawling back to the slums. What happened to the bitch you were with? Got tired of her already?" I turned and faced her. "Oh, it's still you. I thought he'd be rid of you by now." Luciano had a tight grip on my waist as if he's trying to stop me from clawing her eyes out. "Calma gattina." I felt myself calm down a little. "Well I have a set to get ready for. I heard Margaret is gone. Good riddance. I don't need someone over me telling me what to do." I rolled my eyes. "Funny you should mention that because my wife will be taking over in Margaret's place." I looked at him wide eyed. "And if you don't obey my wife's orders, you will be out on the street for a 2nd time, do I make myself clear?" I looked back at her. She glared daggers in my direction. "I believe he asked you a question. Did he make himself clear enough for you?"
She rolled her eyes. "Crystal." I smiled sickly sweet at her. "Have a good set." I pulled Luciano out of the dressing room, and back up the stairs. I stopped us in the hallway. "What was that Luca!?" He cupped my cheeks in his large hands. "You sure know when to release the claws gattina." I rolled my eyes. "Nice try on changing the subject, Why am I in charge of the dancers?" He let go of me, and placed his hand on the wall next to me. "Because, you know how to handle them. There's a fire deep down inside of you and you will know exactly what to do with women like Camilla. Plus," he took my left hand in his and stroked the ring on my finger. "They need to know their place when dealing with la moglie del capo." He kissed the ring on my finger, and pulled us back up towards the club. He walked us toward a set of spiraling stairs. "When we get to my office, you are to stay next to me and don't say anything. I mean it Arianna." This made me fear whoever the hell he was meeting. We walked in his office, and a group of men stood around smoking cigars. The men all towered over my 5'4 frame. "Buonasera signori. Sorry for my tardiness. Shall we begin?" He sat down in his chair, pulling me down on his lap. "You'll be safe." He whispered in my ear. Luciano started talking to the men, and I tried to listen as much as I could. As soon as the meeting was over, the men filed out of the room. I stood from Luciano's lap, and stretched my legs out. An unknown man walked into the office. "I have a message boss," Luciano looked up at the man. Before I could ask Luciano who he was, Luciano was shielding me from the man's gun. He pulled his gun out of his pocket, and shot the man in the head. I could hear screaming down in the main area. Luciano grabbed me, and pulled me out of the office. We ran down the stairs, and everyone was scattered around. We ducked down behind the bar. "Arianna, I need you to stay here. Don't move you hear me?" My body was shaking uncontrollably. I nodded shakily, and let go of his hand. He cocked his gun, and ran out from behind the bar. Gun shots rang in my ears. "Give us the girl DeRossi." My eyes widened in fear. He knows where I am.
LUCIANO
"Where are your men!?" He smirked. "You'll have to kill me. I tell you nothing!" I shot him in the head "Your wish is my command." He laid there dead. I worried about Arianna behind the bar, alone. I couldn't let them get to her. "Give us the girl DeRossi." Over my dead body. I had to keep Arianna safe. I guess when I killed that man in my office, the rest of his men were informed. I shot someone who came close to me. I tried to look back to see if Arianna was still back there, but I couldn't see her. Fuck! "Well well, if it isn't Luciano DeRossi in the flesh." In walked Caratini's man, Angelo the messenger. "If it isn't the succhiacazzi himself." He chuckled menacingly. "So where's that wife of yours? Arianna. Boss is very pissed off that you married his puttana."
"What does she have to do with anything?" If he dare lay a finger on her, I swear I will kill him where he stands. "We know you have her. Hand her over!"
No way in hell was I giving Arianna to them. "You must didn't understand me DeRossi. Hand. Her. Over." I smirked. "Not a chance." One of his men tried to sneak up on me. I aimed my gun at him. "Call off your men." Angelo motioned for him to put his gun down. "And hand over Naturi as well." I smirked and taunted him. "I'm afraid to say, he went, poof." I pointed the gun to my head and pretended to shoot. Let's see how we get out of here now. I heard doors being bust down, and gun shots all over. My men swarmed in, shooting every trespasser. I felt a bullet hit me in the arm, as Angelo came full force at me. He knocked me to the ground, trying to wrestle my gun out of my hand. I kicked him off of me, and stood over him. "Marcisci all'inferno, puttana." I shot him in the head. Alessandro walked over to me. "Where's Aria?!" He looked panicked. I walked over behind the bar, and she sat there with her head in her lap.
"Arianna," she jumped up, frightened with tears in her eyes. I cupped her cheeks. "You're okay." I pulled her into my chest, stroking her hair. "You're okay gattina." She pulled away, and looked at me. "You're bleeding." I shook my head. "Don't worry about me. You're the only thing that matters right now." I stood up, and pulled her with me. Pain shot throughout my arm. My vision started to get blurry. "Aless-----------." I could feel myself passing out. The last thing I heard was Arianna's ear piercing scream.
TRANSLATE:
Sembri cazzo commestibile: You look fucking edible
Calma gattina: Calm Kitten
la moglie del capo: The boss' wife
Buonasera signori: Good evening gentlemen
succhiacazzi: Cock sucker
puttana: whore
Marcisci all'inferno, puttana: Rot in hell bitch
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His Treasure
RomanceHis position as a Don is all he knew until Aria Laughlin came into his life one fateful night working in his club. He makes an offer that she can't refuse. Can she handle the thought of being with the most feared Don in New York City?
