-NICKLAUS' POV -
After blowing off some steams in the ring, I returned back home, leaving Grayson in the bar. The guy could due for boobs and booze.
Which Logan still has eyes for him.
My thoughts drifted to the woman that is my responsibility, I have been thinking about her since that kiss we shared.
I headed to my father's office, after Alejandro confirmed with me that Arianna and Crystal has been having a good time with my absence, a pang of pain followed when Alejandro told me my father must have done something to her, because he saw him emerged from my rrom, the room Crystal was, not too long after I left for the ring.
"Damnit,these man just does not know when to stop, dies he?." I growled as I emerged his office.
"You really need to be careful about these you nosey habit, I already told you to stay the fuck away from her?". I said, almost like a scream.
Oh he is making me loose my shit again.
"Trust me son, I didn't do any shut to that beautiful thing upstairs. I only thought she was one if those chicks, even though she lost her memory, she still is loyal to you. I only went up there to test her loyalty, well, turns out she is fucking loyal to you. But you don't know the human mind after she gains her memories back. You and I both know hat you have done to her family, our family may be clean in the outside but we have done a lot of shits that can be told. But then, she seems clean."
My father explained. These time he was been sincere. I really know my father. He doesn't show any emotions when he telling the truth.
And when I say truth, I mean brutal truth.
But when he is lying, he tends to play with the ring in his fingers.
And that isn't what he doing now, instead he is keeping it neutral. Showing no emotions. These man is fucking psycho. I have known these shit since I was a kid.
"Yeah?. Was these how you tested mother, because you couldn't trust her?. And then killed her, letting her out into the cruel worlds after your pathetic sick escuse of loyalty and trust?. You know what, fuck these fami_" my father cut me off, from my fuming.
"Well, I agree with the first, but before you complete the latter, I beckon you to think about what you're about to fucking blurt. You can cuss me and my family, bu never cuss my mafia.Yes I left your mother, but not with the pathetic escuse of protecting the mafia. You and both know it was a fucking hard decision. The Mafia needed me, the family needed me, I was a damn king, and I ruled an entire fucking empire. So trust me son when I say, it wasn't a fucking pathetic decision".! My father screamed, I was sure the whole building was listening to him.
And was that sincerity I am seeing?.
Once upon a time, I was greedy for that look. That look that screams sincerity, and that time was when my mother left.
And it was the first time I smelt the demons oozing from my father.
"Cazzo!" I said in Italian. Currently, I am glowering at him,
Challenging his authority. "Trust you?" I started.
" Yes!" He answered.
"You think that I should trust you?". I continued asking. Yes my father was great King. We own the most successful mafia empire in history, but then my father was just a king for the world, he was never a king to his own fucking family.
And I loath him for that, he made me swore to myself, that I will love my own family, 'if' I am able to even have one.
"Where has that ever gotten me?. Tell me, Damnit. Where is a kind without a queen?".
I shout, and I was rewarded with that look, resentment, pain, loneliness and hollowness.
Every emotions rushed on his face.
Yes!. He was finnaly showing them, now he knows I am not the monster, yes he has turned me into a killing monster but I refuse to be one.
He was the real one. I was just his begotten son.
And I shielding every woman around me from these monstrosity.
For me not to be told I am a monster because I was born from one, for my sister not be called a monster because because she was born from one, for Crystal to not be called a monster because she is my own responsibility, I refuse to detest love.
"Hence, I embrace love, and I will love every damn souls in my life, every damn woman in my damned life. And guess why?. Because love those not make one weak, it only brings about faith. And with faith, I would rule these empire, watch me!". I declared.
"Potere?.(Faith?). You speak of Potere?. Figilo di putanna.(You don of a bitch)". I father cussed out in anger.
"And guess who the bitch is?". I countered,
My father glowering at me ready to punch me any time soon, but I didn't budge, he was ready to lounge at me. When a glint of reminded strike his damn evil face.
"Have forgotten what you've done?. The love you're willing to go for, the girl you're willing to go to war for, I promise you she would avenge you!".
He said, smirking, he knew something. Something I do not know. Something that can be used against me.
And he was going to tell her. He would manipulate her, my father would manipulate Crystal, I am fed up!.
My father is a real devil. And I am not inclined to be scared of him.
"I dare you!". I dared to say. As I dashed out of his damned office.
I have declared war!. My father, Pakhan-the Russian Don, against my empire.
For love, for Crystal, for my mafia. And because I have faith.
And I am ready to die for one.
On my way back to my room, I saw Arianna,Crystal walking to me, and few of my including Alejandro, leaving my conference room, she looked pleased. She and the others must have heard my conversation with our father.
"Potere"(Faith). Crystal said in Italian, and I smiled at that. Considering she was not that good in the language, she is mostly based in America.
Arianna ran to hug me too.
That joined with it too, they all looked pleased.
"We are meeting tomorrow morning, I have declared fucking war, and we aren't backing out. Alejandro, call Grayson, Inform Dominic and Damian about these. Ensure the family are present tomorrow morning for the meeting".
"Yes boss ". They all echoed.
And these warmed my heart. All these, was what my father lacked, in his quest of protecting his mafia, empire.
-CRYSTAL POV-
I walked in the room_or rather correctly, Klaus' room. His hands around my waist.
He didn't wait for me to speak before he captured my lips. He explore with hunger, anger, pain, contempt and betrayal.
All these emotions mixed in one kiss.
He was seeking for permission inside my mouth and I didn't waste time to grant him. He begin to lick and suck my lower lips, it has been just 7 hours since I first felt his lips on mine,and it felt like centuries, heck! If it isn't up to a millinium.
I follow his lead, my hands not resting, I explore his hard muscles, as his dead the same with my clothes.
Oh! To hell with my sweat pant and hoodie. They are both gone. Leaving me in my bra and panties.
I felt chilly air on my bare skin. I was equally undressing him when he groaned as I threw his grey shirt along with his grey suit away.
Leaving him in his grey suit pants.
I broke the kiss when I stare at his chest, I let out a sqweal unknowingly as my hand, on it's own caress his hard muscles, these man was full with hard muscles and tatooes.
On his left chest, close to his heart, was a tatoo, the drawing I saw in his bathroom.
"A phoenix?". I said, breathing.
"Yeah?" His own voice coming out, deep and husky. Making my heart skip a beat.
What am I feeling these way?. These feeling Is so weird.
I don't understand what it means to feel these way.
I trace his drawing, as he make me seat on his lap, him bare chest, me, well almost naked.
His eye color changing from green to grey as I trace below, another drawing on his right chest, there is no view of his nipples. Unlike the Phoniex drawing that left his pink nipples on display.
"It's a wolf" he answers, he must have sensed my curious look.
I did not waste time before kissing his chest up and down. I did not know what came over me. I am suddenly bold enough to do that.
I must have caught him off guard, because he let out a loud growl.
"Careful there baby, you don't want me doing things to you?". His raised eye brow questioningly as I squirm on his lap, he held me tight, suddenly, signalling for me to still, his expression serious.
"I am fucking getting hard. And I can't stop my self if you keep moving your fucking ass in my dick, I am gonna fucking take you here. Else you want that, you can continue with your torture".
He warned, leaving me stunned as he gently lick my lower lip, making me taste his silver ring on his tongue.
He smirk, dropping me gently on the bed.
"You okay baby?. Or-perharps cat got your tongue?". He teased.
Oh these man is such a tease.
I use my hand to cover my face in embarrassment. He has no shame.
"You're gonna want dinner or you're full with these?". He asked gesturing to his own body.
I could not help but smile, then I nodded In response. I am so hungry.
I and Arianna and the other men, was heading out dinner when I saw Klaus' walk in after his hot argument with his father.
"Words, baby. Use them" he urged, a sly grin on his lips.
I study him as he remove my fingers that was blocking my face from his view.
My eyes suddenly landed on his torso, there is a tatoo there too.
But these one is not a drawing, it is a writtng. And I have seen it before.
"I can do all things through he who gives me strength. You have that on your arm too". I asked curiosly.
"Yeah? I already told you what it means. I never knew you were keeping tabs of my tattoos woman. Now tell me, what would you like to eat?". he says, his ringed tongue glinting.
"Yeah. I want you-,I mean, I want food".
Oh no! These is so embarrassing.
Was I lusting over him?.