Vixen Consoli let herself take off 4 years from the family business so she could experience life outside the mob. Knowing when she comes back home, she will be in charge while her brother River handles affairs in Italy. She set rules up for herself...
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~Vixen~
As I drove home from the club, I had every intention to drive the opposite way and avoid all the problems that lie for me at home.
But I wasn't a coward and I needed to face the problems like the bad bitch that I am.
Why did Nicholas have to come now of all times? I thought we were ancient history; never to be discussed again.
I needed to figure out why Nonno sent him here in the first place. I also needed to find Valerio and ask him about his interaction with Nicholas earlier. Just what I fucking needed—a drama-filled love triangle right now.
Love triangle? God Vixen do you even hear yourself?
I'm not in love with either men—zero feeling. My girl downstairs has a mind of her own but for me myself...not even a wee bit interested in them.
'Riiiigght. Keep telling yourself that Vix, that'll make it more believable.' I mentally scoff at myself and pulled into my driveway. I entered my code in and the guards did a quick sweep of my car before letting me in.
After what happened to Mia, I hired and doubled a professional ex-military security team. Worth every penny if it lets her sleep peacefully at night. I didn't want to risk any complications with our living arrangements.
She and Elliot have been staying together since she arrived back from the hospital. I am nowhere near figuring out a permanent living situation with the Lunas and as much as I like to keep an eye on them, I wish I didn't have to be around Valerio.
I don't know why I have such a strong pull towards him, when I'm next to him my mind just goes blank and all I can think about is his hands and tongue on me.
You weak bitch. I hate myself for not being able to control my urges. Now throw in fucking Nicholas Romano into the mix and now I feel like I need to wear a fucking chastity belt and throw the key away.
I park my car and give myself five minutes before I endure the shit storm that awaits in my house. I take a few deep breaths and click on an old voicemail that River had left me a few months ago. It was a typical voice message about needing me to call him back and that he missed and loved me.
My heart sank but the sound of his voice weirdly cleared my head. I needed to keep my focus and keep my head on task. My main priority was to avenge my brother's death and keep my head afloat with all this messy business.
I climb out and strut inside the house. Rex stood outside my office door, waiting for me. I could hear chatter outside the foyer in the living room. I open my door and make my way to the desk.
"Have you spoken to Isabella?" I place my gun on the table and slump into the seat.
"She said the girls' goons are pretty pissed but they left without making a scene. They said they'd be in contact with her soon." Rex informed as he sat down in the chair in front of me.
