◽BODY PART◽
◽CARMELLO'S POV◽
After securing the docks, I had to make sure the deal is signed and every existing partner had to know, we held the reins now.
Rezzo was a spiteful person, I know that because he always had the dumb idea of thinking he could seek revenge on me.
The Angelinis were divided. Everyone was too busy picking sides, whichever one benefited them most. Loyalty didn’t mean shit when survival was on the table..
But just because we were dealing with internal cracks didn’t mean a small fry like Rezzo, or even the entire Russian faction as a whole, could mess with us.
It was a hectic day. Too hectic, the kind that left my head pounding.
And despite everything I’d achieved today, securing the docks, closing a deal worth millions of dollars, I still felt like I hadn’t done enough.
And somewhere in the middle of all this noise, I Realised it had been a while since I had sex, the only kind of release that didn’t end in blood or guilt. Sure, I could’ve shot someone to feel better. I already did, actually. Still didn’t help.
I stared down at the paper Martini had handed me. I squeezed it until my knuckles cracked. Would’ve ripped it in half if we didn'tt need the nonsence written in it
“She’s still nowhere.”
The words mocked me.
There was no one and nothing we couldn’t find. We had eyes everywhere, on streets, in clubs, behind closed doors. But not her. Not Mathilda.
No sightings. No CCTV. No trail. Like she’d vanished into thin air.
The only way that was possible was if she was dead. And even then, something didn’t sit right.
A part of me wanted her to be alive, so I could be the one to make her pay. But another part, the part I rarely listened to, knew Marian needed her.
“Marian talked to me about her school,” Martini said with this pity look that looked awful on him “si?“ {yes?}
“And what should I do about that, È troppo instabile per essere lasciata libera.“ {she's way too volatile to be let out} Martini groaned already expecting me to have that answer, he was my right hand man for a reason.
“And if we find Mathilda?“ Martini muttered, as if he expected me to have the answer.
I didn’t. I didn’t want to have this conversation. Mathilda was a complication, and I didn’t like complications.
I shrugged, dismissing the issue, but it was a half-assed move. I didn’t have a plan. I didn’t want to deal with her,especially not right now.
Martini gave me that look again, the one that told me he was already annoyed that I wasn’t taking charge of this situation. It was his way of pushing me to make a decision, but it isn't working tonight.
“I will go to the club with two of the boys,” Martini nodded leaving immediately.
I got into the second car with BJ and King, I needed release
The club was nothing special. I didn’t waste much time there. Just a few drinks and one of the girls who attended to me regularly. I could tell she was trying to make a conversation happen, like she always does, but I wasn’t listening. My mind was elsewhere. I just wanted something to distract me.
Not her chattering though, something else that wouldn't amplify the head ache.
She clung to me, her hands on me in a way I hated when it wasn’t about sex. It was that clingy, unnecessary touch, and I was already over it before it even started.
I wasn’t interested in her chatter as we made our way to the house. I could feel the headache settling back in, the kind that was more mental than physical.
The scene I found inside amplified my headache.
Martini had Boris pinned, holding him like a fucking ragdoll while Marian stood there, spitting profanities at him like she was the one in control.
That brave idiot
She had some fucking guts. I didn’t know whether to admire it or be annoyed by it.
I let my eyes wander over the scene. The remote that had been thrown at Marian, now shattered on the floor. The torn strap of her top. She didn’t even flinch.
But then my eyes froze on her shoulder. The one that had torn the strap.
Fuck.
Why was her shoulder so damn pretty?
I paused, my thoughts grinding to a halt as I stared at her. Was I really getting turned on by something as stupid as a shoulder?
I shook my head, trying to push the thoughts aside. Focus.
Boris had that smug, unapologetic look, like he'll do it again.
I tolerate everything but a woman abuser and this asshole has been beaten up enough time to realise he was being stupid, maybe I should handle this on my own this time, cut off his pinky finger.
Or one of the balls he thinks he has to be violent towards a woman.
“Boris, vuoi spiegarmi perché ti comporti come un animale nella mia casa?” {Boris care to explain why you're acting like a wild animal in my house?}
Boris straightened up.
Marian's voice broke the silence, I held up a hand. “Not you.”
Heat rose to her cheek, shutting up immediately
His voice was low, but lethal.
I turned to Boris again. “You raised your hand to her?”
Silence.
“Hai osato?” {You dared?}
Boris’s jaw twitched. “She disrespected me….”
“E tu sei un coglione.” {And you're a fucking idiot.}
Finally, my eyes met hers. Her behaviour wasn't right, if Martini wasn't here Boris would have hurt her.
“You could have stayed in the fucking room.”
I walked past her going up the stairs into the guest room I had there, I don't take girls into my room.
As soon as the door locked behind us Liana began undoing my suit jacket, pulling it off in a rush.
She got rid of her cloth, kissing me as she led me to the bed.
I suddenly wasn't interested.
A certain image of a red head with bed hair and torn strap was burnt into my brain.
“fuck.“ I muttered, Liana looked up to me her expressiona asking if I was okay.
I really felt no appeal in getting sucked off by her, so I just ushered her up, telling her to leave immediately
What the fuck was wrong with me?
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Liana got so pissed that she left immediately and I was left there wallowing in self pity that I could have gotten the release I needed but it just slipped between my finger.
After I was done with what I had to do, I went back downstairs to train when I found the cause of my misfortune smiling and giggling as she at pizza with the boys, shhe was sitting right beside Martini, immediately her eyes locked unto mine, she frowned looking away instantly and rolling her eyes.
She needs to be thought a lesson, even if I was being lenient with her because well she was a high school student, she really needed to know I wasn't exactly her friend
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