Mafia's Addiciton {Family Secrets: Book 2}

Lucien I’ve been friends with Caterina Lucchese for years now, and my feelings for her have grown stronger. It always feels like she purposely teases me. She is my drug, my addiction and if friends is the only way I can have her I'll take that for now. I can't stop thinking about her and how her body has filled out in all the right places. I find myself looking at her breast more than I should and don't even get me started on her ass. She's always bouncing around making them bounce then I have to leave embarrassed that she would see that I have a bulge in my pants. I shouldn't even be thinking about her like that. "Are you even listening to a word I'm saying?" My father scolded me as he knocked me on the back of the head. "This s**t is important if you're going to take over for me when you turn eighteen. You turn eighteen in just a few weeks." My father is in the Italian mafia and he's been trying to get me ready for it. In just a few weeks, I will have to take over for him and the same goes for Caterina. I wonder if her father is like this with her. "I'm just..." I trailed, looking off in the distance. He looks up from his papers and takes off his glasses, sighing. "Her. Right?" I nod, knowing exactly where he’s going with this. My father knows how I feel about her and has been encouraging me to tell her, but I can't. Hell, I think everyone knows how I feel… except for her. I'm afraid if I tell her how I really feel I'll lose her forever, then what will I have. Nothing, but my other best friend Alec. My father found him one day being beaten while going to collect money. He took him out of there and brought him back and claimed him as his son. He's more than my best friend. He's my brother and will be my second in command when I take over as boss. "Go on son, go clear your head then come back in an hour." My father says, nodding towards the door. I walk up to my room and there she is… sitting on my bed, pouting her lips. "Where were you?" God, I wonder what those taste like. "My father's office. He's been training me and getting me ready for when he steps down." She leaned her head on my shoulder making me freeze. "What's got you so tense?" You and your sexy body and how I'm thinking bad thoughts about it. I wanted to say that so bad, but refrained myself from doing so. "I'm not tense." I replied. Lies. Nothing but lies. "Let me loosen you up." She stands up and sits behind me on the bed, whispering in my ear. "Take your shirt off." No, I want you to. I slip my shirt up over my head and throw it on the bed. Her hands massage my head, making me groan. "Is it too hard?" Fuck yes! "No." I lied. I've never been so hard in my life. I feel her fingers kneading my shoulders and this only makes it hard to breathe. I'm supposed to be clearing my head and now I find it hard to focus on anything at all. "Oh god, that feels so good." She kissed my cheek as she stood up and winked at me. My father was standing on the other side of the door when she opened it up. "Tell your father that we’re be down for dinner." He tells her. "Sure, Mr. Genovese." After she leaves, my father stared blankly at me then smirked. "Do you need to take care of that before we have to head out?" I take my shirt and put it back on frowning at him. "What do you mean?" He snickers, gesturing to my pants, and I feel my face heat up. "She's going to see that in those type of pants you're wearing." "Please, don't say that." As we’re all sitting at Giovanni Lucchese's table, waiting on the dinner to be served, he announced. "Luca, there's been news that someone attacked the Russians. It was that bastard Antonio. We're going to have to be ready for war." My father brought his glass up to his lips and took a drink of his wine. "I know. I heard about that. What are we going to do about that?" "Nothing yet. I've already informed Nikolai Vasiliev and he knows it wasn't us. So we're good for now." I look over to Caterina and she smiles at me, biting her lip. I shift in my chair trying to adjust myself. That is one thing that gets me. When she bites her lip, I just want to kiss her so bad and I hate that I can't. I smile back and try to advert my gaze to try to focus on dinner. She suddenly speaks up to Giovanni. "Oh yeah, can I go out with Tony tomorrow? He wants to take me to the movies." What. The. f**k. Hell no! My jaw clenched at the thought of someone else touching her. I don't even want to thing about it. "No. We've talked about this, Princess. You're not allowed to go out with any boys from your school. I've got someone in mind for you." She slammed her fists on the table. "It's not fair. I can't do this! I can't do that!" She screamed as she ran up to her room. Giovanni sighed and leaned back, rubbing his temples. "Lucien can you go after her. She'll only listen to you when she's like this." I stand at the door when I hear her crying breaking my heart into pieces. I push the door open and she's curled up on her bed breaking down. She wipes her eyes and looks up. "I-I just don't understand why he d-does that?" She hiccupped laying her head on my shoulder. "Princess, you know I hate it when you cry. Now where's that beautiful smile?" I said, wiping her cheeks with the pads of my thumbs. She looked up to me and smiled, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Oh Lucien, what would I do without you?" I wanted to kiss her so bad and tell her I love her, but I can't. Giovanni said he already has someone in mind for her, but who. I am going to have to live my life, knowing she would never know I wanted her. I’ll have to see her date the guy and marry him. Then, I’ll have to see her carry his child and bear his children. I’ll have to date whichever girl my dad has in mind for me, and eventually marry her. I would never love her, though. My heart already belongs to someone else… Caterina Lucchese. I walked back downstairs and Giovanni raised an eyebrow. "She's fine now, just went to sleep actually." He hugged me and whispered in my ear, "I know you fancy her." My eyes widened and my body tensed up. "My lips are sealed. Relax, Lucien." ___ "Everything will work out. I know it will." My father smiled, trying to assure me. I hung my head down, knowing it won't be okay. She's going to marry someone else and she'll eventually leave me. I probably won't be allowed to see her at all after she gets married. I strip out of my clothes and start the shower, stepping inside. My thoughts begin to stray once again as I let the cold water fall down on me. This shower seems to be doing me no justice. I'm still hard and find my myself itching to grab my length. I start to pump it and rest one hand on the wall. My breathing picks up as I start to imagine her wet and naked on her knees under the water as she wraps her lips around my c**k. I imagine her head bobbing up and down as I grab the back of her head, forcing her to take me deeper. Her lips tighten up and she goes even faster. It doesn't take me long to picture me releasing in her mouth. Pumping my c**k harder and faster, I watch as my c*m starts to spurts all over the shower floor. My knees wobble as I continue to orgasm, twitching in my hand and scream out her name. "Caterina… f**k, Princess." Holding onto the wall to support my weak knees, I come back to reality and a feeling of guilt overwhelms me. I just jacked off to her… my best friend. I have never in my life done that while picturing her like that. How am I going to face her again without looking guilty? I won't be able to look at her face without picturing her the way I just did. Stepping out of the shower, I wrap a towel around my waist. I don't even bother putting on any shorts. I just lay on my bed in a towel and drift off to sleep letting that fantasy take over my dreams.