EroticReverie

Luciano

“Are you alright?” I ask her as she sits on the couch downstairs while a few paid doctors that work on the side for us tend to my brothers.

“Me?” She huffs and I can tell she’s shaken.

“Yes. You.” I say and she just looks up at me.

“They’re going to be fine.” I tell her knowing she’s not at all concerned about herself and looks around to other brothers in the family direct a team of security around the house as more precautions and security are added. You’d think a mafia man would have more security in his home, but then again her father was much like mine in the way they thought they were untouchable.

“They could have been killed.” She says and her voice is shaking slightly as she tries to hide how terrified she really is.

“Here I thought you wanted Luca dead. Just mad someone almost beat you to it?” I try to joke but realize right away that it was a poor joke and she’s not in the mood for it.

“That’s not funny. He. He looked…” she says trailing off.

“Yeah. I know.” I say and sit down next to her and replay those first few seconds where I thought my brothers were dead. A feeling I’d never felt before had consumed me. Had made me forget to protect her and myself. I should have been smart and checked the house to clear it but when you see your two siblings and believe the worst has happened. All caution and training left my brain.

She was actually the first one to move and she had gone to them. Checking their necks for pulses and Leonardo was the first to groan slightly and let me take a breath of relief. Then Luca’s head rolled slightly with a groan.

“Cartel” was the first word Luca groaned, confirming what I already knew. The people who were after our fathers, after the family had done this. A warning surely. A promise if they didn’t get retribution.

Now that I knew they’d be okay, just some bruised ribs and bruises and scars , they’d be fine. For now.

I just think to what could have happened if we had been here too. If I’d had been able to prevent it. Or if they would have done anything to Natalia.

Leonardo said there were six men that just showed up out of nowhere.

“They’re resting. But will need to continue to do so for at least the next few days. Best to give them at least a week” the doctor says from the side of the room and I turn my head and nod.

“Thank you” I say and get up and walk with him to the door and he tells me about the extent of their injuries and after a few minutes I go back to the living area and find that Natalia isn’t there.

I yell for her with no answer and the security team and other brothers look to me.

“She went upstairs boss” Max one of the brothers says and I turn and go up stairs.

I find her in Luca’s room. I stop at the open door and see her sitting in a chair by the bed and she’s looks down at him as he looks back up at her.

“You fucking fool” she says as a tear rolls down her cheek.

“I’m just saying..a kiss would make me feel a lot better” he says and I shake my head with a little smile. Even after a brush with the fucking cartel that has him laid up in bed the boy still has the need to shamelessly hit on her.

“You crying for me Bambi?” He says and he reaches for her hand.

“No” she says and swipes her cheek and he smiles slightly.

“Just upset they didn’t finish me off ?” He asks and she shakes her head.

“Dont say that” she croaks and sniffles.

I watch his thumb graze the back of her hand.

“You’re too pretty to be crying” he tells her.

“I thought you were both dead. And it’s my fault. You’re here to watch me. It’s so stupid.” She sniffles.

“We’re fine Bambi and this is far from your fault. You’re the last person to blame for any of this” he tells her. And I’m glad he says that to her. Because it’s true.

“Cmon. Lay with me.” He tugs her hand and she laughs slightly and swipes a tear.

“No” she shakes her head.

“Cmon. Take your clothes off and get in” he says and she shakes her head.

“When you feel better , I’m going to smack you” she said and the corner of my mouth lifts as I watch them.

“Promise?” He winks at her.

She laughs slightly again and shakes her head.

“You’re severely damaged in the head , you know that?” She asks and he smiles.

“All it took was a little bit of getting roughed up for you to be nice to me. “ he says.

She huffs a laugh.

“You not being a relentless perv would have had the same effect.” She tells him

“Yeah. But. We both know I can’t help it.” He says and winks again.

She shakes her head.

“You piss me off” she says and he smiles.

“Good” he says and she gives his hand a squeeze.

“I’m the only one allowed to hurt you and make you bleed, got it?” She says trying to joke and he gives a slight chuckle and winces and she winces as well at his pain.

“Got it Bambi” he says and she smiles and stands.

“Where you going I’m not out of the woods yet, stay, talk to me” he says and for the first time I see my brother vulnerable. Making a joke but also asking a female to stay, asking for her attention.

“I just want to check on Leo” she says and lets his hand slip from hers as she stands.

“He’s fine. Totally fine. Stay” he says and she smiles.

“I’ll be back. Get some rest” she says and then sweeps her hand over his forehead as if he’s hers to care for now. I watch him close his eyes.

“Dont go kissin him” he says and she laughs and sweeps her hand again.

“Pretty sure Leo doesn’t want me kissing him anyways. I think you’re the only one that wants that” she laughs slightly.

“Pretty sure …no definitely sure that you’re wrong on that front” he says and she laughs slightly.

“I get the first kiss” he tells her and she laughs.

“Sure. Whatever you say” she says and leans down and I watch her kiss his forehead.

“My mouth is down here” he says raising his hand and tapping his lips with a finger and she laughs.

“Get some rest Luca” she says and I back away from the door and go to Leo’s room.

A few moments later she walks in and then stops and looks at me as I stand over my brother watching him. He’s knocked out on pain meds.

“How is he?” She asks quietly and walks over beside me and looks down.

“Drugged up. Sleeping” I say and I still slightly when I feel her hand come to mine and she slides her fingers through mine.

“I’m scared.” She says quietly.

I hold her hand a little tighter.

“I won’t let anything happen to you.” I tell her and she looks to me , and I turn my head to her and then turn my body as well so I’m facing her.

“I’m not scared for me.” She says and her eyes are right on mine.

“We’re going to be fine. Lots of new security. We’re going to have guards as well. Nobody is getting in here.” I say as my phone rings.

I let go of her hand and pull it from my pocket. It’s her father.

“I’ve gotta take this.” I say and then walk out onto the small balcony and shut the door. Watching her through the door as she gently brushes her hand over Leo’s forehead.

“Luciano, do you want to tell me why a bunch of thugs got into my fucking home?” He says as soon as I pick up.

Not how is my daughter , not how are my brothers doing.

“With all due respect. Your security is shit. And we’re having plenty of new shit added. Along with guards” I tell him.

“I could have paid guards if I wanted them. I don’t want guards standing to protect my home, making us look like scared pussies” he says and I roll my eyes.

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have ran across the country.” I say and curse myself for not biting my tongue.

“You’re lucky Natalia wasn’t here” I tell him. “She’s fine by the way, not shaken up or terrified at all.”

I hear a small grunt.

“She’s seen plenty. She’s fine.” He says and I just shake my head wishing I could strangle the man.

“She’s not fine.” I tell him.

“Then see that she fucking is Luciano. That’s what you’re there for.” He says.

“You should move her.” I tell him.

“Let us take her somewhere-“

He cuts me off.

“No.” He says flatly.

“She’s a sitting fucking duck” I tell him.

“You don’t go anywhere until my say so” he says and I hold back a frustrated growl.

“Yes sir” I reply.

There’s silence.

“Do you want to speak with her?” I ask.

“I’ll call you tomorrow.” He says. Without another word. The call ends.

I walk back inside and see that Leo is half awake.

“I’m so sorry” she tells him and he only groans.

“Not your..fault” he says and his eyes close again.

She sniffles.

“Come on” I say and she looks up and the look on her face kills me. She hated what the men in the family did. But she cared for us regardless. Whether she had wanted to show that or not. She did. I wasn’t sure why it surprised me, but probably because I’d pinned her as a spoiled little rich girl. She was far less naive than I believed her to be.

“Let them get some rest. Let’s go get some fresh air.” I say as she nods and follows me out of his room and we go downstairs.

She walks with me as one of the security installers shows me everywhere they’ve placed new cameras , show me how to get into the cameras on my phone. Also shows me the screens they’ve placed in each area of the house. Allowing us to view the cameras all at once in multiple parts of the home.

“The panic room will be finished in a few days” he says.

“Panic room?” Natalia asks sounding terrified.

“Yes ma’am” he nods and then turns and we follow him to the room they decided was best to built. Which was an already secure room. Metal doors , basically a large vault. That held all of her fathers weapons. Some legal. Mostly not. Other brothers of the mafia family stood watch as the security team worked.

“It will have facial and finger print scanning . The only way to get in or out will be with both forms.” He says and I nod.

“We’ll scan you all in tomorrow when it’s set up” he says and I nod and watch Natalia as she just watches the men and stares at the weapons on the walls. In cases. On display like trophies.

I can tell she hates the sight. I can tell she despises this life.

I guide her back out and then walk outside with her as the security guy continues setting things up with his team.

“So.” She says sitting down on a chair as I sit in one beside her under a large shaded area underneath an impossibly large umbrella.

“I live in a prison now” she says.

“You live in a secure home” I tell her and she rolls her eyes.

“A panic room.” She says quietly.

“Honestly. Your father should have already had one.” I tell her and she just shakes her head.

“I don’t get it.” She says quietly.

“Get what?” I ask her as I watch her just stare at nothing.

“Any of it. The family.” She says.

She lifts her eyes up to me.

“I do respect you you know.” She says and I just look at her.

“I respect that the family keeps us safe. But.” She stops and looks down.

“Is this all worth it? What are you guys really doing this for? Money? Power? It’s not worth it. To live like this. To live in fear, everyday” she says and crosses her arms around herself.

I won’t admit to her or to anyone that I often wonder the same thing. We were raised into it. Had been for generations. We’re given the impression when we’re young that we’re Robin Hood’s essentially. Stealing from the rich. Giving to the poor. But we soon realize as we grow up that we were far from being Robin Hood’s. We live in excess while the people we swore to work for still suffered. Not to say we didn’t do good at all, we still helped some. But not as much as we could. Because she was right. It was about power now more than it was about anything else. Her father was greedy for it. Like all of the men who headed the family have been. Once they get a taste, of ruling an entire city, they set to conquer more. Now, that thirst for power was kicking her fathers ass. And my fathers as well. Because unfortunately. He was no better than her father.

“Not all of us want power.” I tell her and she looks up.

“Yes you do.” She says carefully.

I just look at her and she sighs and looks away.

“We all need some power, in order to keep things running the way they do” I tell her and she shrugs.

“Have you ever wanted out? Wanted a normal life?”

Yes.

“No” I lie.

She looks at me and I know her eyes see past my lie.

“Well. I do.” She says and watch her look off into nothing.

“It’d be nice. To have a normal family. A normal life. A boyfriend. To not need a fucking panic room or have two men in my house laid in bed because they almost died while being here to protect me.” She says.

“I’m sorry.” I say and she looks up again.

“Yeah. Me too.” She says and then I grow uncomfortable as she just looks into my eyes and for some reason I want to pull her into my lap, to promise her that we can go right now. That I’ll take her away from it all. To make her promises I know I can’t keep.

“He didn’t even want to talk to me.” She says and looks back down and away from me.

“Who?” I ask.

She takes a deep breath and then shrugs.

“My father.” She says and then looks up at me and I know I’m not doing well at hiding my guilt of not telling her it was him on the phone.

“I know it was him. And I could hear you.” She says.

“He’s just..”

“Busy?” She interrupts and scoffs , but I know it’s not for me. It’s for him. This anger simmering in her as she tighten her lips.

“Yeah. He’s always busy. I’m just another possession to him. Not his daughter.” She says.

“They’re bastards. All of them.” I tell her and she looks up.

“Our parents” I clarify and she gives a slight laugh and then looks out at the massive back yard.

“Yeah. They are.” She says.

“I’m sorry I was difficult at first.” She says a moment later and I fight my little grin as she looks at me.

“Can I be honest?” I ask and she gives a single nod.

“You’re infuriating.” I say and her brows raise.

“Geeze, thanks” she says.

I give a little smile.

“I’m sorry I was a dick.” I say and she gives a little smile.

“I can handle it.” She says. And I give a slight laugh.

“Yeah. I know you can” I say and she smiles a bit more.

“You’re infuriating” I say again.

She huffs. And laughs. “Yeah. You just said that.” She says.

“You’re fucking …” I sigh and stop myself and she looks up at me.

“I’m fucking what?” She asks raising a brow.

“Doing this. Was a bad idea.” I say with a sigh and lift my hand to my face and run it over my head through my hair.

“Doing what?” She asks.

“Coming here. Watching over you.” I tell her.

“Well …ok…sorry….if I’m that infuriating then just go” she says and looks at me.

I shake my head.

“I cant” I tell her.

“I’m sure my father can find someone else” she says.

“I can’t stop …because I’m watching you…..all I do….is fucking watch you.” I say and she closes her mouth and looks at me.

“What…what do you mean?” She asks.

“I wanted to fucking hate you. Cause I knew it’d make this easier.” I say.

“Make what easier?” She asks blinking at me and god those fucking eyes.

“God.” I groan and look away and stand up and she follows me as I pace to the other side of the house and she follows after me.

“Make what easier?” She asks and grabs my arm and I turn and look down at her and she stops taking a slight step back.

“I should be worried about my brothers right now, worried about how we’re going to get through this and planning shit and taking care of shit.” I say.

“You are. You’re doing all of those things” she says.

I shake my head.

“But they’re not the top thing on my mind and I hate myself for it. I should be focused right now. And I’m not” I tell her.

“Well. Today was traumatic and-“

“Fuck!” I say loudly as I laugh and shake my head.

I step closer to her and she shuts up and looks up at me.

“You. You’re the top thing on my mind” I tell her.

“Well. I mean. It makes sense “ she shrugs “you’re doing your job why feel bad about that ?” She asks and I sigh and lift a hand to her face and she freezes.

“You are so infuriating” I grit my teeth and she blinks at me.

“How many times are you going to say that?” She asks and she swallows when I look at her mouth.

“However many times it takes for me not to do something incredibly stupid” I say and let my thumb graze her chin. The tip of it skimming along the underside of her lower lip.

Maybe it’s the trauma. Maybe she’s right. Maybe seeing my brothers half dead made me want to be selfish. Because life was short. And she was , fucking beautiful.

“Like what…” she says softly and moves an inch closer and both of our eyes lock.

“I need to have a clear head Natalia” I tell her and she nods.

“I know” she says quietly.

“You’re taking over every fucking part of my head right now” I tell and she inhaled slightly.

“I’m sorry” she says and brush my thumb over that lower lip, so fucking soft and she parts her mouth on a tiny gasp.

“So infuriating” I say as her breath pushes over my finger.

“Luciano..” she says my name softly. So fucking softly , and it’s so pretty to hear coming from her mouth that it physically hurts.

“You should go inside” I say. And she punches her brows slightly.

“I don’t want to” she says and steps closer and her body is against mine.

“Maybe…there’s only one way to clear your head….” She says.

My nostrils flare and use both hands cupping her face.

“Maybe if you…if I…” she pauses and I let out a groan as my cock presses against her stomach.

I shake my head. “It would only make me an addict”

She bites her lip and I take a deep breath.

“Then have your fill” she says and I groan my hands going into her hair and she breathes heavily and so do I my body so fucking hot for her.

“Go inside Natalia” I tell her. And she shakes her head.

“Go. Inside.” I say.

She shakes her head.

“Not until you kiss me.”