Greylynns Fortuna

PROLOGUE "I love you my sweet girl" BANG a gunshot is what I hear then nothing. I'm 16 years old standing by my car outside my high-school. I was on the phone with my father. He's a Seattle homicide detective named Connor McCrady. I drop my phone to the ground and scream. I don't remember the next 30 minutes or so. One of my grandfather's men is next to me picking me up off the ground and carrying me to the black suv. What has happened, where is my dad, is he ok? Questions are just swirling around in my brain. I know he's dead, I know my life is over without him. He was my only parent my mom was murdered when i was 3 years old. My mom's dad is Dominic Bacarella, the mafia family on the east coast. My dad kept me away from that side of the family after mom. I only saw them during holidays. Now I'm on a plane to NYC. I'm getting no answers from the brutes next to me. My grandfather is waiting for me when I get off the plane. He is upset, I can tell. He never liked my dad because he was Irish and a cop. He was barking orders into his phone until he saw me. I love my nonno, but I'm thinking, did he do this? Did he have my dad killed to get me back? He goes to hug me. I back up away from him. He says " no Bella ragazza non ero io". Which translates to no beautiful girl, it wasn't me. I'm not sure so I hugged him and cried. We arrived at the house in Manhattan and my Uncle Tony was there. My nonna Elena was murdered along with my mom Emilia and Aunt Ciccily. I was meant to die also that day. He had shot me in the back. They found the man responsible before the police had. Let's just say no one ever saw him again. My Uncle Tony hugs me and says they will find who did this. My life became uneventful after the funeral. My dad was laid to rest next to mom. They refused to tell me anything. So I vowed I would do it myself. I graduated high-school the next year. Enrolled in the police academy. I was going to be a detective like my father and bring down the bastard who killed him. Chapter One Nine years later I'm one the youngest accomplished homicide detectives in the country. I'm based in Seattle and now I'm on my way to NYC. My nonno died 3 years ago of a heart attack. My Uncle Tony is in charge of the family now along with my cousins Luca and Salvatore. They are twins 4 years older than myself. Salvatore will take over someday and Luca is a well known heart surgeon. Salvatore has always been mean, shady and a party boy. Luca is amazing, sweet, hard-working. I get along with him. Sal hates that I'm a cop. I would never go after my family unless I find out they did murder my dad then God help them. I was offered a position as a lead detective in NYC 12th precinct and I jumped at the chance. Luca is getting married and I want to be closer to my family. I've been alone for a long time. Don't get me wrong I've had one night stands here and there, but I'm lonely. I've been researching my dad's murder and it has led me here. So this new job is perfect. My first day was interesting. I was supposed to meet with the other lead detective, also my partner Mateo Torres, but Detective Torres was not there. Captain decided to send me to his location instead in Miami Florida. He was following a lead there for a man who murdered his ex wife and 2 children. So I was back on a plane again. I arrived in Miami at 10 pm and went straight to the hotel. I checked to see if Torres was in but he wasn't as of yet. I decided on the hotel bar for some food and a drink then some sleep. About forty-five minutes later a really good looking man walked into the bar. He is hot like tall, coal black hair kind of messy, baby blue eyes. Those eyes will melt you. He's wearing a tailored suit, tie undone and first 3 buttons undone from his shirt, sleeves rolled up and jacket over his shoulder. Tattoos up his arms he looks like a GQ model. Yummy! I'm not bad looking myself. I have loose curly auburn hair that hangs to the middle of my back. I have my mom's olive skin,and facial features. I got my height from my dad around 5 '11'', my emerald green eyes and of course the hair is a mixture of my mom and his. I've been offered to model and have dabbled in a few magazines and a runway or two when I was eighteen to twenty-one when I was attending college. I'm wearing a very short flowered sundress with spaghetti straps. He walks towards me and sits on the stool next to me and I'm instantly wet. He smells delicious like sandalwood, ocean and whiskey. It's so intoxicating. His voice makes me even wetter. It's smoky with a hint of a sexy Spanish undertone when he orders a drink. my god can this man get any sexier, then he turns to me and says hi beautiful. I say hello back and he turns back to drink his drink while I down a tequila shot. About 15 minutes later I stood up, put money on the bar and headed for my room. I'm going to have some really exquisite dreams about that man. Im woken up the next morning to pounding on my door. I yell “What the f**k, chill ,I’m coming shit.'' I swing the door open to find none other than mr sexy. What the hell is he doing pounding on my door? He also looks really surprised to see me. At that point I realize I have just a pair of short shorts and a camisole that's see through by the way. He is looking me up and down and bites his bottom lip. damn i want to jump him now. Then I hear I'm Detective Mateo Torres. “Are you Detective Greylynn McCrady?” I was in my own world imagining what he could do with that mouth. I look up in shock and say,”s**t yes, come in I need to get dressed sorry you startled me.” What the hell of course he would be that hot f*****g guy who by the way i masterbated to last night when i got back to my room. f**k! I head to my bathroom and leave him standing by the door to my room. I'm so embarrassed. Of course my luck, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen is my new partner. This is what Mateo is thinking standing by the door . She has perfect legs and those t**s I just want to. f**k Mateo stop thinking that way shes your partner.