Nikolov
1112 Words
As soon as I saw her emerge from those large, ancient doors, I knew she would be my obsession for a long f*****g time. She looked like a queen, our queen.
We might be her enemies, but that doesn't mean we couldn't have a little fun by playing a game. And when we win, she will be ours. The Luciano's ruthless queen.
At one point, my eyes locked with her silvery gray ones and I had to suppress a smile. Not because of her frozen form but the emotions in her eyes that were flashing. Like a neon sign on a dark, gloomy night. Too easy to decipher. Even from a distance.
Desire and curiosity and rage.
That's what I saw. No, that's what there was. In her eyes. And I want to be the one to satiate her desires, to let her unleash her rage on me, to teach her all the things she wants to know about. Not that bastard Fernandez. Me.
I looked back at my brothers with a wide grin. "She's interested".
Enzo mirrored my expression while Nero raised his brow as he looked at her with a bit of concern, but I could see the beast begging to be freed to come play.
"And how are you sure?" Nero, ever the skeptic, asked.
My grin widened. "Her eyes. Just look at her eyes".
"She has our back to us, Niko" Enzo said as he frowned.
I just shrugged. " I looked at her, and she was interested."
Nero snorted. "On killing us or f*****g us?"
"Maybe both" Enzo said as his eyes were glued to her back with a feral look in his eyes. A look we knew far too well. I am sure all three of us have the same look on our faces when we lay our eyes on her.
"Why don't we find out?" Enzo said while still gawking at her. Naero's head snapped to his way.
I sighed, knowing what was going to go down between them. And knowing full well that Enzo's going to do it anyway. Because that's what he does. Never take a no for an answer. Take what he wants, with force or without.
Enzo raised a brow. "Just a talk, brother. I won't bite her..... Not yet anyway."
Nero glowered at him. " Enzo, that is too far."
He was already walking in her direction. I didn't want to stop him because I wanted to separate from that old f**k, Fernandez. He may be old, but he's a sneaky piece of s**t.
And we have to protect our girl. She's new to this life, to our hell. Even if she's in our hell, we will make her our queen and make sure that she never faces a challenge or gets hurt. Excluding us, of course.
I smirked when I saw Enzo towering her and had her chin in his hand, while she looked at him with rage shimmering in her pupils. I would be lying if I said that didn't make me excited.
I could see the effect she had on Nero. She does something to us. Something I don't know how to describe, something I want her to nurture.
She pulled away from him with that f*****g face full of anger. f**k, I've never seen her like that. Never seen her this enraged before.
She looked at him with her eyes narrowed, and those lips in a scowl. I could see Enzo holding back a grin. She opened her to say something but cut herself off as she saw Nero standing beside Enzo with a charming smile.
She looked at them back and forth, and looked mesmerized by Nero's smile. Then she quickly straightened herself with a steel expression.
Before she could say anything, I went and stood on the other side of Enzo.
Her eyes widened.
My grin widened.
I shamelessly let my eyes wander over her length. I looked at the silver dress that matched her eyes and complimented her golden skin. The dress fit her like a glove, accentuating her curves in the right places. Her hair was long and silky, which made me wonder how it would look wrapped around my wrist. It was black as night and I f*****g loved it.
She blinked a few times and then finally spoke.
"What game are you talking about?" Her voice was surprisingly steady.
Enzo just smirked. "There are no rules, little mouse."
She furrowed her brows. "I don't want anything to do with the three of you". She spat.
Nero chuckled from Enzo's side. "Your expression says otherwise, pet".
Her lips twitched into a small frwon. "Little mouse? Pet?. What the hell do you think I am, a toy to you three?" She hissed.
"No, you're far more valuable than that, kitten" I said, my voice deep and husky.
"Because I am the Mafia Lady?" She snapped and I smiled sadistically.
"You don't realize how much power you have, kitten. But don't worry, you soon will." I said as I took a lock of her styled hair between my fingers and twirled it.
It was torture being this close to her and not touching her the way I wanted to. But I had to wait. For our plan. If it works, It will work, then she will be ours.
I have to be patient. Which is unlike me at all.
I brushed the strand away from her face and she was frozen beneath my touch. I trailed my fingers over her jawline.
Her skin was so soft under my fingers.
When she finally processed what was happening, she swatted my hand away and took a step back. Which made me chuckle in amusement.
"You know you're enjoying it, pet. So why are you denying yourself?" Nero asked with a brow raised.
"I am not enjoying your touch" She hissed, but her eyes revealed her carefully confined feelings.
Desire.
"If I take you right now, you're saying you wouldn't enjoy it?" Enzo said with his head tilted to the side.
Her breath hitched but she hid it behind a what was supposed to be a 'mocking' laugh. "Of course I wouldn't!" she answered, but her voice was slightly raspy.
"I think you're a liar, kitten". I smirked.
"Why would I lie? "I don't want the three of you and I never f*****g will". she snapped and left the room to probably look for her spoiled little cousin.
"She's intriguing", Nero said as his eyes were still on the door where she left.
"And ours". I said, and they both grunted in agreement.
"Now, let's go show Fernandez what happens when he talks to our girl."
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