Marcello's POV
After sending a very shocked Amia home I decided to pay a visit to someone who I knew would supposedly be expecting me.
"Marcello." Stella emerged from the back of the club wearing something rather skimpy that left little to the imagination. Before meeting Amia and seeing her inner and outer beauty, I would have been drawn to women in such clothing. However, after meeting Amia, I realized that she is far more precious than those who lack integrity.
"Che tipo di servizio vuoi oggi. Siamo passati ad alcune delle donne più straordinarie della zona."
(What kind of service do you want today. We've upgraded to some of the most stunning women in the area.)
Stella's conniving fangs were drawn across my chest.
"You are aware of my purpose for being here, I'm sure. I don't have the mood to talk about subject matters that don't adversely impact me. I now expect you to locate your man, wherever he may be and let him know that I'm here." She withdrew her hand and sneered at me as I forcefully explained.
"Potresti essere stato estremamente esigente riguardo alle persone con cui hai sperimentato in passato, ma Amia ti ha senza dubbio reso un uomo donna. Si distingue dalla concorrenza; devi pensare che è fantastica a letto per aver cambiato tutto così drasticamente e così rapidamente. Anche se devo dire che non era molto brava sulla pista da ballo, ma la sua bellezza e purezza la rendono così seducente che anche io inizialmente ho pensato di prenderne un po".
(You may have been extremely picky about the people you experimented with in the past, but Amia has undoubtedly made you a one woman man. She stands out from the competition; you must think she's fantastic in bed for you to have changed this drastically and so quickly. Although I have to say she wasn't all that good on the dance floor, but her beauty and purity make her so fuckable that even I initially considered getting some myself.) She continued to flirt.
"I'm sure Enzo wouldn't want me to come collect him personally, I have more important matters than being here Stella." I gave her a blank stare as I turned to face her.
"Ugh, lighten up. Enzo will be out from the back any minute now. I'm sure you can wait a few more seconds, Marcello." Enzo emerged from the shadows just as she had completed drawing her voice seductively, which grated against my ears.
They then took a seat in front of me as Stella stood up to give his boyfriend a provocative kiss on the lips.
"I apologize if I kept you waiting, but when your father made you sign the peace pact, I didn't anticipate you would arrive this soon. What can I do to assist you?" He inquired.
"Despite the fact that I'm positive you already understand my purpose for being here, I'll briefly recapitulate it for you. A woman named Elizabeth, as I'm sure you know, took a valuable possession that belonged to my woman, and when she did so, Stella sent it to you, Enzo, and I'm certain Elizabeth handed it to her." I knew my assumptions were correct, and Stella and Enzo chuckled at them.
"Why plan all of this is what I'm interested in knowing. Do you intend to push me to the limit to see how far I can take it before I give out? Is it for us to play? I won't try to hide the fact that I occasionally enjoy playing a game of tug of war. I haven't played one in a very long time, and I can't wait to feel the pleasure and adrenaline of blood pouring through my veins as I take out my victims." He was becoming quite serious this time, so I went on.
"Amia voluntarily accepted Elizabeth's invitation to go to the club, and after they had fun there, you came to pick her up." In his memories, Enzo lied.
"In all honesty, you know that's not fully accurate, and your speech seems to be vastly different from what I heard Enzo. I abhor liars. When someone raises a finger at me, I'm willing to defend myself, but when it's pointed in the direction of my woman, that's when I draw the line." His boorish behavior was starting to annoy me.
"Marcello, it appears that your woman already has a deep place in your heart. She appears to be pretty powerful. Say, are you two in love?" Stella asked for the knowledge.
"Despite the fact that the terms of the peace agreement make it obvious that you are not allowed to touch anything I own, there you were dancing with my woman in your recently opened club, where you had somehow managed to coerce her into going. Enzo, I just wanted to let you know that my father is the sole reason you and your brother are still alive. I would hope that my father flourishes forever if I were you in that circumstance."
"Please excuse my actions because the last time Amia and I spoke, she insisted she wasn't with you. It wasn't done on purpose." I was able to clearly see that Enzo had lied to me.
"I assume you think I'm a fool, Enzo?"
"I will need my woman's necklace back that you stole. Whatever my woman posses is, is my possession as well and you having my position means you have violated the contract. Which also means the peace treaty isn't on anymore."
"The peace agreement doesn't have to be broken, Marcello, and I'm confident that we can come to an amicable solution that will benefit both of us." He suggested.
"What if I reject your offer? Will you return to my father in a desperate attempt for him to intervene and save you and Silvester?" I grilled him.
"Why don't we bring this into my office?" He suggested for us.
"For a necklace, why do we need to go into your office, Enzo? I'm just here to collect; I'm not trying to do business." I stated to him.
Giving one brief glance to Stella she annoyingly rolled her eyes before getting up and disappearing around the back of the club.
When Stella came back and dropped the necklace on the table, I had a man gently pick it up and take it outside to be thoroughly disinfected as soon as possible.
"I appreciate you showing me what a thieving family the D'Angelo's are. Though I'm very certain it's not because of the diamond it contains, it still makes me question about your underlying motivations for stealing the necklace. Whatever plan you have in mind, Enzo, you had better make sure it will be worthwhile." I told him before I stood up.
"I'm not quite sure of what plan you speak about, Marcello. Everyone knows not to underestimate you." Enzo answered.
"For your sake, I hope not, as it would disappoint my father if I were to wipe out an entire family due to someone else's ignorance. Good night, everyone." I gave him a few wise words as I proceeded to leave his club.
"Be very careful brother, not everything that glitters is gold." Enzo stated before I stepped out of his club.
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His Little One✔️
Romance"I think you've already starved me enough, Amia, just one taste. I promise I won't bite." Marcello implored, his hands slipping gently between my thighs whilst his thumb slowly caressed my skin. ...
