Sin and love

Dad

Luca

I went back into the plane and nodded at Alex. He got up and left the plane, while alexia was still sleeping. I thought about waking her, but the past few days have been a lot for her and even if me kidnapping was no problem for her. The death of her mother was hard for her and taking through the house and finding out who her father was even more.

I picked her up bridal style, stoping shortly after she whispered things in her sleep. He snuggled closer to me and grabbed my shirt tightly. I let out a loud breath. Fuck. Why was she turning me on so bad.

I carried her down the stairs of the plane and toward her father. She looked like him, just his female version. Matteo pulled his hand into a fist and turned around opening the door of the decking SUV for me. He got into the same, but took the passenger seat.

Alex said next to me while I placed alexia on her seat and put her seatbelt on. Matteo looked back to us and then turned his head toward the front. The whole ride was quiet. Nobody dared to talk and alexia was sleeping soundlessly on my shoulder.

If she only knew what she was doing, she would be angry. Yet from the way her body reacts toward me while she is asleep she must fell the connection too. From the moment my guards pushed open her door I knew that there was something to her. I did not believe that she would turn out to be a mafia princess, but I knew that she was different.

I fucked many woman in my life and I enjoyed it. But never have I experienced this kind of connection with anyone else. The way her words can get me hard just by fighting with each other. The way my mother treats her like her daughter in law. The way she can defend herself against man double her size and the way that she is beautiful.

There is no other way to describe her, yes she also may be hot, but she is more beautiful than anything. The way her knifes move between her slender fingers has me hocked.

Alexia

I woke up in an unfamiliar bed, to an unfamiliar smell. It took me a minute to remember were I was. Spain. My Dad. When I looked around the room I made out the suitcase I brought with me to America.

Carefully I got up from the bed and made my way toward the suitcase. My guns were still inside, which means that they did not fear me killing any of them or they didn't look. I pulled out some black dress pants and a white tight fitting shirt, before changing into those and pulling over the shirt a dark green cardigan.

I slipped back into my black heeled boots and placed my gun in the waistband of my pants, before I made my way out of the room. The house seemed to be big and I followed the noises down the stairs. The staircase let down toward the entrance and I could make out a living room form were I was standing.

"Her name is Alexia and yes she is an assassin, yet it also seems like she is your fucking sister pedro" I heard Lucas voice. "I won't believe it until I see her for myself" I heard the man, who probably was Pedro saying.

"I saw her niño, she looks just like you and me" I heard another voice. "She is my daughter, I'm sure of it" I heard the same voice tell pedro, who probably was his son.

I made my way toward the room where the voices came from trying to not make any sounds, which I was good at. It seemed to be a spacious office, I could make out Luca from my place. As I tried to get closer to the office I saw his back tensing.

"Just because she looks like you and me Papa she does not have to be your fucking daughter. Who knows who this woman had slept with too" Pedro was angry and I know he probably did not mean that but it made me pull my hands into first.

"Alexia" I heard Lucas voice. I pressed my back against the wall next to the door and heard him groan. "Dio, why do you need to be so stubborn" he whispered. I heard his steps and was met with his blue eyes. He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the office.

"Let fucking go of me you gilipollas" I trashed inside of his armes. Trying to reach for my gun to fucking knock him in the head with it. "Mio Dio, alexia, I'm not trying to hurt you. I trying to keep you from killing your brother" Luca said, pulling out my gun and throwing it away.

I tried to get out of his arms and pushed my ass into his hardening dick. Luca took in and sharp breath and losend the grip he hand on me. I turned around in his arms. Pushing him against the wall of the office while pressing my small blade against his neck.

"I would not kill him and you know that darling. Even trough it is not respectful to talk bad about a dead women. More so because she died trying to keep me safe and also because Eid her connection to the spanisch mafia" I said. "I'm sorry" Pedro said and I turned my head to meet his eyes.

It was like starting into a mirror. His eyes were just like mine. I was so concentrated on him that I forgot about Luca. He took the knife out of my hand and pushed me against the wall now, wrapping his hand around my neck.

My eyes met his and we just starred at each other until our trance was broken. "Would you let go of my daughter" Matteo said. Lucas eyes shot toward him before he pulled his hand away from my throat, handing me my knife back.

"You can see that you are an assassin" my brother said, his eyes meeting mine again. "Do you now believe that we are siblings of would you like an DNA test" I asked, filling my head to the side. "You look like you could be my twin" he whispered. Pedro looked like he was around 5 years older than me.

His hair was lighter than mine, but his eyes were just the same. We shared more features than just our eyes, his eye brows had the same colour as mine and even the same shape. His skin tone was darker than mine, but only a little bit more tanned.

I did not realise that my father moved from his desk and was now standing in front of me until my eyes met his. "Merde, you look just like her" he whispered. He raised his hand and brushed away some of my hair, which has fallen into my face. "My sweet daughter" he whispered and a tear escaped my eyes.

He pulled me against him and I breathed in the smell of wood and salt. He smelled the an ocean near a forest and I loved it. He smelled like home.