Mafia Queen

Chapter Four

*** Luca ***

'Well fuck indeed' I mused quietly to myself as I took in the scene before me.

There stood my sister, visibly shaken. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, her makeup smudged down her tear stained cheeks and even from this distance I could see an angry blue bruise forming on her wrist. The mere sight of her in such a distraught state caused my blood to boil, my jaw tensed as my hands balled into fists at my side.

My gaze drifted towards the slumped body of a man, lying battered and bruised on the floor near the bar but my gaze was quickly drawn to the stunningly beautiful, angry goddess standing between us. My eyes trailed over her form from the ridiculously long and muscular legs covered in the tightest pair of black denim jeans I think I ever seen. Those sublime legs led up to a slender waist and onto a pair of exquisite breasts that were trying to hide behind a cream coloured woollen sweater, yet the sweater did the exact opposite as it hugged her curves perfectly, clearly defining her impeccable figure. Her shiny raven locks were pulled high atop her head, some lose strands fell softly out of their constraint and framed the most flawless face I have ever seen. With pink full lips and eyes as blue as the ocean waters of some exotic, faraway island I was completely and utterly entranced.

Trying to gather my wits and trying to ignore the unnerving sensations coursing through me I ordered Mia to my side but before I could even blink the mysterious goddess had a knife pressed firmly to my throat. If I wasn't completely mesmerised by her sheer beauty I was wholeheartedly blown away by her fiery actions.

No one and I mean no one had the balls to threaten me in such a way, especially a woman. Under any other circumstance this woman would be dead moments after doing what she had just done, yet staring into her unyielding gaze I couldn't help but become aroused. If my instant arousal wasn't bad enough I couldn't tear my eyes away from the intensely hypnotic fire that blazed behind those cerulean blue eyes.

Hearing Mia's sniffles and the sound of Alonzo and Marcelo drawing their weapons I quickly pushed the thoughts of burying my cock deep inside this mystery goddess and fucking her into next week aside.

Mia finally managed to get the mystery woman to drop her knife which gave me the opportunity to ask my sister if this goddess was the one who hurt her. It was a stupid question really, I knew the answer without having to ask having seen firsthand how this woman had put herself between Mia and any potential threats. It was easy to see that this woman had been protecting my precious little sister.

If her stunningly beautiful appearance wasn't enough, the mere act of protecting my sister, my blood, made me want to worship the ground she walked upon.

I stood patiently waiting for my sister to explain what had happened and not once did I break eye contact with this goddesses fiery gaze, not that I could have looked away even if I tried. Peering into those big blue eyes that seemed to swirl just as deep as the ocean waters themselves it was like I was stuck in a trance, although my facial expression remained stoic and cold on the outside my brain was running a mile a minute. My chest tightened and I struggled to keep my breathing even, it was an odd sensation, one in which I'd never felt before and it was thoroughly jarring.

When the mystery woman finally spoke I was mesmerised, her voice was the sexiest and most sultry voice I'd ever heard and her words, swearing like a fucking trooper sent a jolt of electricity straight to my cock. The passion and fire behind her words lit a spark somewhere deep inside of me, a place within me that I didn't even know existed.

As I felt the corner of my lips tug into a smile I knew. I just knew I was fucked. Not just fucked, but proper fucked. I was one hundred percent, categorically, undoubtedly fucked.