Enjoying the Danger. [Book1 of Leila's story]

The Housekeeper

DAMIEN'S POV
My father and I spent weeks making arrangements to get to Italy. Leila told us it would be better to plan than rush into something again, give Clyde time to become comfortable and feel safe before we pull the rug out from under him. My father was very impressed with her bringing up the question of dealing with the rival families in Italy as well.
"So we have the complete backing of our extended family in Italy as well as those who are sworn to them? And we can trust them?"
My father was looking at the files laid before him, they showed everyone who would help as well as those opposed to us, there wasn't a clear spot on his desk. He removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose
"I certainly hope so Damien, otherwise a lot of people will be hurt. How is Leila doing?"
I smiled thinking about her, my spitfire. She was set on going, she still went to work at the office with my mother but she made sure I shared everything with her.
"She is doing as good as can be expected, Michael wants to bring Aliza with us, to make it more of a vacation air then a hit. Also that gives Leila someone to speak with as well as another woman to confuse those who may know about Leila just not what she looks like. I have yet to broach this with Leila, I honestly don't know how it will be taken."
My father laughed at my scrunched facial expression and then sobered up.
"This puts Aliza in danger, if she goes she needs to be aware of what will happen."
I nodded my agreement and looked at my brother
"That's all him, she isn't mine."
Michael laughed and reassured my father he would speak to Aliza without her knowing to much about our family business. My father looked at both of us and nodded, his expression drawn and worried.
"I don't have to tell you both this but do be careful. I'm sure your mother would kill me if anything happened to either of you. And I would let her. I have spoken with your uncle and you will be flying in to their private airport, but he will be bringing someone from one of the opposing families. He wants us to take care of his little mole, and I think Leila will need to prove to them how much she is worth."
I grumbled an agreement. I hated having to share her, even if it was something she enjoyed doing, and I loved watching her, but she would have to put on a show for my uncle and cousins and I'm not sure if I could refrain from killing them if they so much as looked at her wrong. She belongs to me, all of her is MINE and NO ONE was to even think about her in any way let alone sexual. It takes all of my restraint to not slice Sergio and Goovanni's throats every time they are with her at the warehouses, but she not only belongs to me, she works for the family so as much as I hate it she will be around others.
We talked about when we would leave and once all was settled my brother and I left our father to call our uncle to set up times.
"I hope Aliza is going to be okay with this, she knows something is different about us and Leila as well. She told me she seems happier and like she is finally able to be herself."
He chuckled and elbowed my side, I couldn't help but smile back because that was an accurate description. Leila is happiest when she gets to play. It as if she was hiding away her true self and now that she is respected and not looked down upon for what she enjoys doing she is more open. I also like to think I'm a big reason for that happiness. Call me cocky but I love enjoying her in every way, her smile and moans and...I need to stop myself. It wouldn't do to get excited without her around to help relieve me.
"I think you need to have a pow wow with Aliza tonight, we should be leaving within a few days so she doesn't have much time to wrap her head around what we will be getting her into if she comes. Also tell me if and when she agrees so that I can inform Leila......I have a feeling that's going to be another fight."
It took me almost 4 days to get her to calm down after telling her she wasn't going. We fought non stop, and never once did she back down, it pissed me off to no end when she didn't comply and submit to me. Then she put her foot down and told me no matter what she was going, it would either be with me at her side or with her there for just business and I could go fuck myself. I laugh thinking about how that night ended. After days without release and her attitude I agreed, but she was punished and had to call into work the next morning. She was having trouble walking. I left my parents house and headed home, I needed to figure out what all we would need to bring, and let my housekeeper know we wouldn't be home. I was halfway there when Leila called me.
"Hello love, how is work?"
She groaned causing me to laugh.
"Would your father be upset if I slit Giovannis throat, that man is driving me crazy."
I laughed and think about how not long ago the same thought crossed my mind.
"Damien I wanted to ask you something."
"Okay shoot love"
"Umm well in order for the strip club to be different and worth people coming to I need to find someone who will be a great attraction. At least to start. Your mother and I agree on a burlesque type theme, and Giovanni is on board but I'm not sure where to start to look. Maybe you can help?"
I chuckled and I knew the perfect person.
"Actually I think I can."
"Oh really?"
The jealousy dripping in her words made me smile and my cock twitch.
"Yes love and trust me there is nothing to worry about. I'll get ahold of her and have her call you. Set up a time we can see her and then we will go scout. Okay."
"I guess, thank you Damien."
With that she hung up and I laughed, I loved it when she got jealous, it made making her submit so much better. She could be bratty and resistant but I always win. I called my friend and told her what we were looking for and gave her Leila's number. I was pulling in the driveway when I saw Veronica sitting on my front steps crying. She looked horrible.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
I demanded walking to my front door. She flinched and caved in on herself.
"I don't know where else to go, Angelica told me so would help me out but she left and my father threw me out when I wouldn't work for him. I know I look like a whore but I'm not."
Her whiny voice grated on my ears and her sniffling just made it worse. So I called Marcus and Sebastian
"Come pick up Veronica, take her to Giovanni and have her cleaned up. She can work off her debt to the family at the new club. He can figure out what to do with her."
She shook with my words and we stayed outside until Marcus and Sebastian showed up.
"Leila will be home soon, I suggest you go with them or she will kill you, which I should do but honestly you stink and I don't want to get near you."
Marcus shoved her in the back gagging at her stink.
"Give the truck to Giovanni and have the dealership get you another, I don't want the two of you to have to have to smell her."
They laughed and pulled out as I walked into my house calling for my housekeeper Margarita. She was the sweetest old Mexican lady I have ever met and she has been in my service for at least 15 years.
"Beautiful Margarita, I have need of your services."
She laughed and slowly hobbled to me.
"My poor boy would be lost without me here to keep his home in order."