I feel the spark run up my hand and arm as I touch her face. Her beauty takes my breath away.
"What are you doing to me?" I ask rhetorically not expecting her to respond in any way.
"I am Giovanni Gudice"
"I know who you are" she says her eyes not meeting mine. Her response making me chuckle under my breath.
"Okay, and you are?" I ask knowing exactly who she is but wanting her to devulge that tidbit of information. I lift her head slightly giving her permission to look at me. I want nothing more than to get lost in her gaze.
"Leaving" she says turning her back on me.
"Not so fast Ms. Amato" I say spinning her back around so she can look at me. This is one gutsy woman, and I am really starting to like her spunk. I can clearly see the shock on her face that I know exactly who she is.
"How ..... how do you know?"
"I make it my business to know people who intrigue me and disrupt my week, such as you have" she gulps and the words that follow totally throw me for a loop.
"Likewise. You sure as hell know how to make an impact yourself"
"What are you doing here?" I ask her really inquisitive as to what brings her here to my office.
"I am here with my friends"
"No, not what I am asking?" She looks at me very confused, then it dawns on her exactly what I am asking.
"Oh that" she says chuckling. My god what a sound. She set my heart aflutter with that sound of hers.
"I needed a break from all the noise and heat, but ended up getting lost"
"You can get lost in my club anytime" I say lifting my hand and cupping her chin, moving in closer.
I can smell the alcohol on her breath as I move in closer and without warning, my lips find hers, so easily. It's as if I am suffering from sensory overload. My whole body hums and melts away into this one moment and all that exists is her.
Licking, nipping and biting around her mouth when she finally relents and lets me in, my whole body, mind and soul belongs to her. I pull her in closer, if that was even possible. She is all I can think of and she is all I need in this moment. She lets out a soft moan telling me how much she is in this moment with me.
I groan, fully immersed in the sensation that is overtaking any sane thought I should be having, I slowly pull away from her, trying to steady my breathing. If I had to continue I would probably end up ripping off all her clothes and having my way with her, right here on my desk.
"Wow" we both end up saying in unison, resting our heads together trying to gather our ragged breathing, once we both composed ourselves appropriately.
"I need to get back to my friends out there" she says looking coyly.
"And I need to get back to .....you know" I say not wanting her to leave. I grab onto her hand as she walks away from me, closing the door behind her.
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Paulie.
After today's foiled attempt at trying to save my ass, kill that fucking traitor and taking out Giovanni all in one fowl swoop, I have left all my men behind to contemplate what the fuck they should have done differently to have been successful.
Right now I am sitting outside of Euphoria's doing my own surveillance on Giovanni fucking Gudice. Tirwd as fuck of being his lackey. It's my time to run this city.
I need to find this man's soft spot, his weakness. Something I could use to hit him on. But Giovanni has proven to be a fucken heartless prick. This man has no family just the men at his side. He has no wife or girlfriend. He keeps himself pretty isolated.
Sitting in my car outside Euphoria's in the darkened alley, I keep watching the screen of my cellphone, I think of all the luck on the planet that just bestowwed itself in the palm of my fucking hand. Looks like I might've just found my ammunition.
After seeing his reaction to this new found woman over a week ago at the restaurant, I never thought much of it, just a chance meeting. But now here I sit watching the footage of the same woman that walked into his clubs office. The way he is fawning all over her. She would be perfect.
She will be my way to finally having what should be mine. I want everything that Giovanni has and I will stop at nothing to make it happen. Even if it means hurting, or worse still, killing that fine piece of ass. An innocent in all of this but I can't chance letting her slip through my fingers.
I quickly send a text to my second in charge asking him to bring four men and the van. She will be in my clutches by the end of the evening. My men have strict instructions to bring the women to my hideout, somewhere not even the family knows about. I go back to my hideout to prepare for my guests arrival.
I stand by the lounge window impatiently awaiting their arrival, surely they should be on their way, I thought to myself as I looked down the dark driveway. It has been close to four hours already.
Just then I see lights entering into the drive. I rub my hands together in anticipation. I head over to my office where I quickly cut and place my lines on the glass, I roll up a note and quickly snarf it up feeling my drug of choice as it enters into my body. I exhale a calm breath as I head towards my front door to welcome my new guests.
When the van pulled to a stop and my men exited the van, a small smile quickly appeared on my face as they opened the sliding door on the side. Finally something is going right for me.
"Gavin, why do I only see two bodies?" I asked frowning, as he tossed one of the women over his shoulder, like a sack of potatoes.
"Sorry boss, one proved to be more slippery than we anticipated. She escaped back into the club after beating the shit out of Michael there"
"For fucksake, no witnesses. You dumb mother fucker" I screamed pulling at my hair in frustration. My father always taught me if you want something done properly, then do it yourself.
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Giovanni.
When Erinna walked out, I already missed the touch of her lips on mine. Running my fingers over my lips, Marco walked in and sat down at the table.
"Boss man, I hope you know what you're doing?"
"Are you questioning my leadership, Marco?" I spat back, sitting down in my chair and stepeling my fingers in front of my face.
"No boss man, just weary with everything that is going on, and Paulie that's still out there planning god knows what"
"Thanks for your concern Marco, but you have nothing to worry about" and my words weren't even cold yet, when one of my men came barging in through the door.
"Sir, we have a problem!" Luka said as two of my other gaurds, Vinny and Sal came in after him. A woman clearly shaken between them, their arms around her protectively. I quickly jump into action, barking out orders.
Getting this woman comfortable on the couch and wrapping her in my suit jacket, I sat down on the coffee table in front of her.
"Miss what's your name?" I ask sincerely, she has yet to make eye contact. She is probably still in a state of shock.
"Marco pour me a glass of whiskey, quickly?" I spoke in a soft tone as not to startle this woman.
Within seconds a tumbler was handed to me over my shoulder, which I took and placed in between her two shaky hands. She took a small sip and shuddered as it went down.
"Miss, do you want to tell me what happened?"
It's then that her eyes went large, as she looked up at me. Maybe in shock at seeing me here or everything just came flooding back to her as to why she was here.
"My friends ....." Her voice trailed off and then she continued talking.
"We were ready to go home, when we made it out the doors and almost to the curb, a van pulled up and four guys jumped out and tried to grab us. I got away but my friends.....they weren't so lucky. I fought back and ended up running back into the club"
My blood ran cold as she told us her story. Questions started flooding my mind. Who the hell would be gutsy enough to pull shit like this outside one of my clubs? Who are the girls that were taken? Why were they taken? What shit did these girls just bring to my club? I run my hands through my hair in frustration.
"Fanculo" I shouted, shaking my head. "Where the fuck was security when this all went down?" no one is able to give me any answers. I took a deep breath to calm myself down and when that didn't work, I took a large swig from the whiskey bottle.
"Who are your friends and have you got pictures of them. I have men everywhere, we can start looking for them?" I ask as I sit down in front of her again and lay my hands on top of hers, in comfort.
"I promise you, we will find them and punish the bastards that did this. No cops. Promise me, no cops are to be involved!" I exclaimed in no uncertain terms.
She shook her head up and down telling me she clearly understood my terms. She took out her cellphone and showed me pictures of her friends that were taken.
"That's Ella Smith" she showed me a picture of a beautiful blonde. and as she swiped across the screen and showed me the next picture, my blood run cold.
"That's ....."
"Arinna Amato" I finished for her.
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