Vicenzo Ferrari Hernandez is a devilishly handsome mafia King. Despite being cold hearted and beyond cruel, he has fallen in love with the woman of his dreams.
But can he hold on to her? Or will he lose her because the threats he faces all come wit...
TRIGGER WARNINGS: EXPLICIT LANGUAGE SWEARING VIOLENCE/GUN VIOLENCE ALCOHOL
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Two weeks. Two weeks and she hasn't come back. I knew why. She had found her brother. Well more like he found her. He found them both. I was happy for her. She called me and she couldn't stop talking about him. She was so very happy.
Raf and I just handled some business in Italy while she was away, we even went to see grandad when we went to America for a bit. And now we headed for Albania. I did tell her if she didn't come back, I would go to her.
Raf gasped as he looked at his phone across his seat from me. We only had another hour to go before the plane landed. I was relaxed back into my seat, my ankles crossed. "What is it?" I asked. He chuckled. "Donzel sent me a hot picture. Look." He grinned showing me the screen of his phone. Before I could look away, I had already seen the screen. And I laughed.
"You idiot. She's taken a picture of her knees." I laughed. He furrowed his brows and looked at the picture. "Oh." He pouted. Fucking idiot. He thought her knees were two special somethings. She loved teasing him. "We should take grandad out. Just to a club or hunting even. He likes that shit." He said as he slumped back into his seat. I hummed. "We should. Maybe bring my dad and Uncle Kaden too."
When the plane landed, we were driven to Lira's home. It was afternoon now but I'm hoping she was home. Raf bounded out of the car before me, not waiting and he had already knocked on the door. I caught him before the guards let us in. "Whats wrong with you?" I nudged him. "Starving." He muttered walking ahead towards the kitchen.
Voices could be heard and laughter. Lira's laughter, Admir's and a child's. Their brother no doubt. Raf grinned looking at me. I was first to enter the brightly lit up room, with rays of sunlight bursting through the open windows. They had redecorated, the kitchen units were painted in black, with the countertops being in white marble. It was a minimal look but still inviting. And there at the table sat Admir, dressed in his usual attire of a dark suit, with a dark shirt. Beside him sat a young boy who looked a lot like him with dark hair and those same eyes of Lira's.
And she was sat opposite them, her ass being in jeans and a T-shirt which she had tied up in the front. She grinned, standing up, I could see the little slice of her stomach which was bare. She walked over to me, her heeled boots tapping against the tiled floor. She briefly glanced at Raf but ultimately pulled me in for a hug. I hugged her back. Fuck. I've missed her. When we let go, she grabbed my hand and led me over to where her brothers were sat.
I sat down beside her and Raf sat beside me, making himself at home. He picked up some of the pizza that was on a plate. "Thank you Admir. I'm fucking starving." He muttered before taking a bite of the pepper coated pizza. I noticed that the young boy was only looking at us in amusement, not fear. Lira cleared her throat. "Enzo this is my brother, Asim. Asim, this is Enzo. Actually do you want him to call you that?" She looked at me, her face being bare expect for a strike of eyeliner on her eyes and faint lipstick.
