Bella Mafia

Chapter 6

Vincenzo paced in his office while waiting on Luca to return from the gym.  He'd seen Calliope leave her suite, thanks to the security cameras in the hallway, dressed in work out clothes, so he sent Luca in to do some reconnaissance.

Damn it she was hot!  Those tight yoga pants she was wearing, her long hair hanging in a ponytail down her back and the determination in her walk told him she was a force to be reckoned with.

She wasn't going to be easy to break but that's where the fun would be, in breaking her.  He'd done business once with a man from Texas, who ran horses, and he told Vincenzo that the true happiness came when a horse was broken and pliable and then you could do whatever you wanted with it.

Finally, Luca showed up and Vinny let out a frustrated breath.  "Took you long enough" he muttered to his second.  Grinning and driving him up the wall, Luca walked towards the bar and helped himself to a bottle of water.

His boss was getting irritated waiting on him to finish his water but when the bottle was empty, Luca came and sat down across from Vincenzo to fill him in on what had transpired in the gym.

"Are you comfy?" Vincenzo asked, his voice snarky.  Smirking at his friend, Luca replied "Yes, quite.  Thank you."  Vincenzo growled at Luca, only making his second prolong his agony.

"God man" Luca said, still laughing.  "Calm your tits."  Shrugging off his suit jacket, Vincenzo threw it across the arm of the couch and threw himself down, quite dramatically.

"Well?" Vincenzo asked impatiently.  "Well, I spoke with her" Luca started off with.  "And?" was Vinny's reply.  "And I think she's going to be the right fit for you.  There was nothing stuck up or snobby about her.  She's got a great sense of humor and she can work out almost as good as any man I've ever seen.

It was obvious to me that she'd been hurt before, especially the way she took it out on the punching bag and she filled in the gaps a bit with telling me what happened" Luca told him.

"Hurt how?" Vincenzo demanded to know.  "I'm guessing the man cheated on her.  I read between the lines that this guy was her first and literally within hours of committing the act with her, she found him in some club, being serviced by another woman.  She didn't say much more after that" Luca explained.

Leaning forward, with his hands clasped and resting on his knees, Luca went on.  "She hasn't been with a man in a while" he surmised.  "Why, what makes you think that?" Vincenzo asked.

"Well I went to move some hair out of her face and she backed away from me and then she said she was sorry.  She looked uncomfortable in her own skin at that point.  I don't know, Vin.  I just know if she was gonna be mine, I wouldn't want to see her hurt again.  You need to meet with her nona ASAP or this whole things will blow up right in your face."

Vincenzo knew that what his second was saying was the truth and after literally bumping into her by the elevator, he knew that the impression Luca received from her was spot on.  He was the one who had bumped into her at the elevator, yet she apologized, profusely, to him.

And for some reason, which Vincenzo couldn't explain, he felt protective of her already and was pissed off that someone had hurt her.

He was also pissed off that she was no longer a virgin, but taking into account what Luca had told him, he felt like maybe that had been the first and only time.  He hoped anyway.  If he had to take a wife, he didn't want one that was lose with her morals.

He knew he was being a shit heel for thinking in that archaic manner, but he couldn't help himself as he pulled, from his memory, the girl at the elevator.

She was as beautiful in person as she had been on the monitor when he first saw her.  She wore no makeup, she was sweaty and he almost ruined everything when he wanted so much to move the hair from her forehead, but he refrained.

Her voice was soft, yet commanding, her belly was perfectly flat and delicious looking and he found himself fantasizing about running his tongue down her taut stomach to her sex, making her come that way.

"Fanculo" he mumbled, as his erection fought against the fabric of his dress pants.  Now, after seeing her, he really did want her.  He really wanted to find out if there was a chance that they could have something together.

"Luca, good job tonight.  Go home, shower and go to bed.  We will be very busy tomorrow and I will need your A game for what I'm about to do" Vincenzo told his second.

"You got it boss.  Good night then and see you in the morning" Luca said as he disappeared out the suite door.

Taking his cell phone from his pocket, Luca dialed up Paulo Calabrio's number.  He was the head and boss of the Vegas syndicate and the one who told Vincenzo he would either marry or have to step down.

"Don Calabrio?  It's Vincenzo and I apologize for the lateness of my call but I have reconsidered your offer.  I am working on wooing the Mancini girl and I promise you by the end of six months, we will either be married or engaged."

Vincenzo listened as Paulo expressed his pleasure in him coming to his senses, as he put it, causing Vincenzo to roll his eyes.  The man droned on and on about how much good it will do him, how good it will be for the girl and finally how much it will mean to the family and syndicate as a whole.

Finally the man stopped speaking long enough for Siranni to bid him goodnight.  "Jesus Christ, long winded asshole" he muttered before tossing his phone on the couch.

A shower, that's what he needed and then bed.  Walking into his bedroom and then closet, Vin removed his shoes, socks, belt and tie and put those away.  Next he pulled off his dress shirt and pants, putting those in the laundry bag to go out to the cleaners.

Walking naked into his bathroom, he switched on the shower and while waiting for the water to come to temp, he stood at the sink brushing his teeth, his mind elsewhere.

Finishing with his teeth, he walked back to the shower and stepped in.  He groaned at the feeling the heated water provided on his weary body.

Letting his mind drift, his thoughts went back to Calliope and his meeting at the elevator.  God she was extraordinary, he thought, as he remembered everything about her.

He only thought he was going to take a quick shower, but the more he thought about her, the more his c*ck had other thoughts as well and started to stiffen.

"Merda" he muttered as he leaned against the shower wall and when he could take it no longer, he squirted some liquid soap in his hands and lathered up his d*ck.

Gripping it tightly, he moved his hand up and down his length, slowly at first, but the more he thought about it being her hands on him, her mouth wrapped around him, the faster his movements became.

As he was about to lose it, he threw his head back and shouted out as his seed shot out all over his hand and the wall in front of him.

With his chest heaving, he scoffed at the thought of what he'd just done.  As a matter of fact, he couldn't remember the last time he'd gotten off that way.  He always had women at his beck and call to take care of that for him.

But this time, this time it was different.  He would have to stop all of that now, if he was to convince her to trust him and tonight was two nights in a row that he had not been with someone.

Well it was a start anyway.  Sighing, he turned off the water, grabbed his towel and dried off.  Throwing on some basketball shorts, he padded into his air conditioned room.  He loved it ice cold at nights as it helped him to sleep better.

Tomorrow would be the start of his operation to seduce and make Calliope Rose Mancini his.  "God you'd better be worth it" he mumbled rolling over as the sleep took him into his dreams of her.