Marked For Crime Royalty| Book One | ✓

9 - Their Distraction

Teresa sighed, her eyes opening as she smiled seeing the plate breakfast on her table stand next to her bed.

Sitting up, she grabbed the tray, popping a strawberry into her mouth as she mindlessly stared around her room, staring at the same spot she was on her knees, lips wrapped around Luciano. She closed her eyes, remembering how he repeatedly pulled her hair harshly. For a second it did hurt, and he eased up. Her eyes opened again, grinning.

Make Luciano hers, step 2, check.

Step 1 was simply seducing him, while he seduced her.

After her delicious breakfast, she got up and got dressed for the day. She wore jeans since she didn't have anything specific to wear. Jeans and a graphic white t-shirt. Graphic shirts were the best, especially vintage ones. She turned in the mirror, checking how the back looked and she grinned. Luciano was right, jeans do make her ass look good.

Finishing up her normal routine, she opened the door, walking to Luciano's office. When she knocked on it, there was no answer, he wasn't there. That was weird.

"First thing you do when you wake up is go to Luciano? I am offended" She giggled hearing Adriano's voice behind her and she turned around.

" Good morning Adriano '' She punched him softly in his chest causing him to chuckle. "He's busy, other things to do." He answered and she internally sighed, disappointed by that. "For today I am assisting you or Ana, his Consigliere. If you prefer woman and woman" He explained and she instantly shook her head no. She didn't know her, she didn't want to be around a complete stranger, however she was perfectly fine with being with Adriano. He was always nice and good to her.

He nodded and he turned around and she followed him. " What are we doing today?" He grinned as if he were waiting for that question because he couldn't wait to see her reaction. " Your makeover"

Teresa frowned, her hair was getting cut off today. Her precious hair.

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Luciano stepped out of the car, staring at the large building. Today, he decided not to surround himself with Teresa due to yesterday's events. With her, he began losing sight of his responsibility to his Mafia. She was a distraction and even he could admit, he was also a distraction for her. Both of their minds needed to be focused.

Walking in the door, he saw the long meeting table that was surrounded with approximately 8 seats. 8 families. All allies of his. He looked between all 8 of the men and with a grin as he said, "Mi scuso per il ritardo"(My apologies for my lateness) Then a second after they all began laughing as did he. It was a mere Italian joke. It was pretty common to be late.

He took a seat and his men came in bringing out duffel bags, sitting them on the table.

"Sono sicuro che tutti voi sappiate dell'interferenza con la nostra ultima consegna di camion. Ecco le mie scuse per i prodotti accorciati che vi sono stati dati" (I'm sure you all are aware of the interference with our last truck drop. Here is my apology for the shortened products you were all given) He said, and his men handed each of them a duffel bag.

"Non ho potuto prendere più di quanto programmato, preferisco non attirare l'attenzione quindi suppongo che questo sia sufficiente"(I could not take more than what was scheduled, I rather not attract attention so I suppose this is sufficient) He explained and they looked among each other, nodding. Showing they understood. He's a great Don and they know that. Luciano joined his hands on the table, staring among them.

"I was informed of our main product's slow supply. Anyone care to explain?" Luciano didn't have to sound threatening with them, they all understood the consequences. They were his partners and he demanded loyalty from them. However, he looked around, earning not a word or sound from anyone. Luciano sighed, getting up and taking his coat off, neatly folding it and placing it on the chair. He stood up, standing before them.