Chapter twenty-seven : Backlash

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-Cristiano Santori-
Fuck...
None of my shit should have touched her. I've been up all night, my head hurts. Marco Alesi has now made sure that we all know we are no longer safe.
Last night all I could do is unload my gun. I left our cabin behind littered with dead men. Marco's men, I had no other choice. It was them or us.
We had an upper hand already knowing the layout of our cabin. Lucio took the second floor while I stayed and defended the first floor.

I know she is pissed at me but I did what was necessary. I don't know what to do, we have a plan. But a plan and the actual execution of that plan are completely different things.

As far as Marco goes, it's now or never. My brother knows this too but they are trying to hold off. My plan is to go for it as soon as possible. I don't want any more lives lost.

I want to be king.

At headquarters, a heavy silence fills the air. All my men are waiting for direction, and orders to follow. 
As soon as I walk into my office and slam my door, Lucio immediately follows.
"Leave Lucio."
He sits across from me obviously pissed at me.
"You can't kill him alone."
"You want to watch me."
He laughs shaking his head.
"Regardless of what you think brother, I don't want to watch you die at the hands of that man, or anyone else for that matter."
I stare at him unable to let his words reach my heart.
But something else pushes its way into my soul deeply, if we don't kill Marco quickly he will keep trying to hurt us.
I have Violet to protect and I will be damned if that man so much as breathes the same air as her.
I swallow all of my pride and prepare myself.
"Okay."
Lucio stares, obviously shocked by my lack of anger.
"So are you saying you need my help?"
I stand rushing around my desk to face him as he stands.
"I don't need your fucking help, but I'll do anything to get rid of him."
"And what happens after huh? Who will be king?"
"We will let Violet decide."
My works shock me and they shake Lucio too by his stone-cold expression.
"I've told her about you, be careful putting your future in her hands."
I stare at the ground forcing myself to hold back my anger just for the next few days.
"I know my future brother."

I watch as he steps back and walks out of my office slamming the door behind him.
I'm so fucking tired of everything.

I sit in my office for a good hour before standing up and ordering all my men into the meeting room.
Lucio stands beside me, we have our problems in private but in front of our army, we are rock solid.
Matteo walks in last standing beside Lucio.
It looks like Matteo has been added to the competition.

"Exactly one month from now, we will invade Marco Alesi's headquarters and kill him, along with anyone else who stands in our way."
"For now we stay silent and below the radar. We will make him believe we got scared and scattered away."

"We will continue with regular work and train for the invasion."
"Any questions may be directed to Lucio or Matteo."
All of our men stand and shake our hands before leaving and continuing on with work.

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I arrive home far after 3 am.
Both Lucio and Matteo are working in the gun range in our basement.
All of this year's stress and frustration has finally hit me, I feel sick. Resentment hits me for what my father left us.
I go to the only place I want to go.
An obviously sleep-deprived Violet answers the door, phone still on in her hand.
"Do you need me to look at your leg?"
"Let me kiss you."
I feel my legs give, almost falling to my knees in front of her.
She is warm and smells exactly like the first time I met her. Her lips give me everything I need right now.
I lift her holding her tightly and shut the door with my free hand.
I never stop kissing her from the door to her bed as I lay her down gently on her back.
I only stop kissing her when I lean up to take in her outfit, just a shirt.
Of course, she notices
"Let me please you tonight."
"My problems do not make it obligatory for you to do anything for me."
She smiles up at me and it makes me want to give her my life and anything else she could ever want.
"I'm just returning the favor, you remember?"
I kiss her obviously remembering that night at the ball.
"How could I forget?"
I stare down at her giving her access to me. She never breaks eye contact as she unbuttons my jeans and pulls down my boxers.
Fuck
Her lips are so warm and her mouth feels amazing. She moves slowly at first getting used to me.
I reach down to brush her hair back and hold it away for her.
"Good girl."
She continues, getting faster and faster getting more comfortable.
"Fuck baby, I'm going to cum."
She doesn't stop, making me cum in her mouth. I smile at her lifting her gently back to her feet.
I kick off my jeans and carry her bridal style onto her bed. I think of nothing but her as we hold each other in bed.
Shit, what is she doing to me?

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