Mafia's Arranged Princess Bride Book1 King of New York

Chapter 42

Nico

Just looking at her with her lifted chin, the sorrow in her eyes at an arranged marriage, pulls on my heart. Dammit why do I have to start having feelings for this woman? How did this even happen? She was merely supposed to be a tool, a weapon, a woman with the Gianluca name to marry to give me the ownership of the streets. Our two families blending to be the biggest in New York City.

What can I say? I can't tell her I love her; how do I even know it's love? It could just be infatuation. She is intriguing, her strength and her dry sense of humor are challenging and maybe it's only that, which makes me feel strange inside. She makes me dizzy; she drives me insane, I've never met a woman like her before.

The woman who I am engaged to, to be married to. "Let's get it over and done with," she says as she makes her way up the stone steps leading to the registry office. I follow behind trying not to look at the curve of her hips, the way her ass sits high on her lean legs. My dick wants to pump inside of her but not yet. Like I've told her before, she has to want me and not just my cock. Me as a man.

How I've got to this point where it matters that she actually wants me, is totally beyond my entire comprehension. My phone beeps. I cuss and take it from my pocket as she continues to the large, smoked glass doors and rests her hand on it and looks back expectantly at me.

"Just a minute, I have to address this, go wait inside I won't be long." She huffs, throws her luscious, dark mane over her shoulders and makes her way through the doors. I can tell she is not impressed with any of this.

I read the message from my brother.

Dario is coming round, we have the care team at the safe house, but he's muttering on about Monletto. Something about he will show you, Nico who is the boss.

What the fuck is he on about?

I have no idea, but he seems to think he's going to show you who will be King of New York. He's muttering all sorts of rubbish, I thought you should know. It sounds like he has it in for you.

My heart drops down to my black, patent shoes.

Why? We're close, I don't understand. I thought we were tight?

He hasn't been right, Nico for the last couple of years. Maybe he doesn't think you two are tight anymore. I have no idea what he's talking about he is drifting in and out. Maybe he is behind the shooting?

That is the most insane thing I've heard. Dario would not try to kill blood. We are his family.

Trust me, brother you and I both know that family means fuck all when there is power, and money involved. Maybe you should lay low for a while longer and not come back to New York tomorrow.

I'm flying in tonight. Lucky and I are at the registry office then we'll be flying back. I'll bring her back to the safe house. Step up the protection and I want eyes in the sky 24/7. Any news on finding the kid Monletto?

We have him placed at his father's property in Mexico.

Good, great job. Get eyes on him too and we'll take it from here when I get back late tonight.

Stay safe, brother.

Always.

I rake my hands through my hair after I've put my mobile away. Why would Dario want to do something to me? It's beyond me. He's my kid brother. Since when did he decide he has no love or respect for me? My own brother, the kid I grew up with. The one I shared many a joke with, afternoons sunning by the sea, secrets we kept from our parents.