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 ALCOHOL
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Lira was drunk, actually maybe just tired. So I had to carry her in my arms and take her out of the club. I got plenty of stares not that I cared. A lot of the people must simply think I'm taking a girl home to fuck, even if this particular girl was out of it. But no one would stop me. I would never use her, not like this.
Raf escorted Mara and Emily out, even punching some guy who had tried to grab Emily's ass. Well clubs aren't a pretty place. But they agreed to come.
We drove home in the SUV, with Raf sitting beside me, Emily and Mara opposite us. Lira was still asleep on my lap, her legs being across Raf's lap. He was immersed in his phone as usual and Emily seemed weary now. "As soon as we go home, we're taking our bags and flying to America. It's Lira's birthday the day after tomorrow. Would you both like to come?" I asked Mara and Emily. Raf knew the plan all along.
Emily looked at Mara and smiled softly. "We could go couldn't we? How long are you staying for?" She turned to face me. "As long as we like. Sometimes just days, sometimes weeks. Depends on business. But you two, anytime you need or want to come back. Just take the plane. Once we touch down in America, I can assign female guards for you. They're loyal and you wouldn't even know they're there." I replied.
"Yeah okay we'll come with you. It's Lira's birthday and we wouldn't want to miss that." Mara grinned. I smiled thinking about what Raf and I had planned for her birthday.
Once we got home, we took the bags and now were seated on the private plane. Lira was asleep in the bedroom at the back of the plane. Raf was opposite me, going over details. "Steel layers which are reinforced with ferrocement concrete. Almost all the walls are ten feet thick." He pointed down at a set of blueprints. "Motion sensors inside the vault, security cameras inside and outside the vault with twenty four seven surveillance." He added pointing at different pictures.
"What are you up to?" Mara asked from where she sat with Emily. Raf and I stared at her and then back at the table in front of us which was littered with blueprints, pictures and papers. "Well Lira want's to see the inside of the New York gold vault." I said and picked up a sheet of paper outlining the weakest points in security. Mara furrowed her brows. "There's tours. You can see it legally." She stated, probably rolling her eyes.
I turned to look at her, seeing Emily gazing out of the window. "Okay fine. She wants to break into the vault and then have me fuck her on top of the gold." I smiled when Mara's nose screwed up. "You don't need to be to so vulgar about it." She scoffed. Raf already knew why I wanted to take Lira to the vault. He wouldn't do all this work for no reason. He even asked Lira about it and she only laughed at him saying that she had no shame in admitting that she wanted me to fuck her.
"The only part that I don't like about the plan is the fact that I have to sit in a car waiting for you both while you're in there fucking for who knows how long." Raf rolled his eyes and rubbed his light stubble. I let out a breathy chuckle. "She'll be too tired to drive and so will I." I remarked. I could hear Mara muttering probably wanting to throw up. Raf on the other hand shrugged his shoulders as if to say fair point.
