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“It’s time for you to vacate. This large house is too big for just you. We barely come here anymore and you need something easier to accommodate you. The steps are too much and the cost of keeping this house in our fold is expensive.”
“And the bodies buried underneath it?” He asked, but his question was a direct threat to my intelligence. I’d already thought about every angle of this conversation. There wasn’t anything that he could say that I hadn’t considered.
“After you’re out tomorrow, the cleaners will be here to clean up the mess. It’ll be good by the weekend. By then, you’ll be set up inside your new apartment and figuring out your new normal.”
“I knew I’d picked the wrong son to run things. Massimo does whatever it takes to get things done. You’re worried about this house. Does it matter what I want? You’ve found me an apartment. Are you going to make sure it’s fitting for a king?”
“Father. You’re being ridiculous. This house doesn’t define you. It takes too many guards to watch this place when you’re barely leaving the second floor! Make it make sense. The apartment you’ll be in has security. I’ll add men to make sure you’re safe, but this…” I threw my hands up gesturing at the insane mansion he lived in. “We’ve never used more than ten of the fifteen-car garage. It’s eight bedrooms in here for five people! Were you and Mom going to have three more kids?”
“Beniamino Tommaso DeLuca!” He roared, getting so close to my face that I could smell his minty toothpaste. “Never speak of your mother in that way!”
“In what way, Father? You never talk about her so it seems like whenever one of the three of us mentions her you lose your mind. Where you think I’m talking badly about my mother, I’m wondering why we ever stayed in this house. It’s ridiculous and outdated. The movers will be here soon to pack up the house and get you settled into your new penthouse. This house will be up for sale by Monday. By then, you’ll settle into being retired. No more calling the shots and undermining me. That ends today.” I didn’t cower away from him. He would take this conversation as disrespectful. Maybe it was, but so was the way that he’d commanded my army when he thought that I wasn’t paying attention.
“You’ll regret this, son.” He raised his head above mine, but the two inches he used to have over me had melted away making us eye level.
“No, I won’t. The quicker that you can accept my role as head of this family will be easier for everyone. I’ll always take care of you, but you need to remember that you put me in charge for a reason. Not Massimo, me. If ever you wanted him in my shoes, you could have switched them easily.” I waited for him to say something and when he didn’t, I stepped back to give us space. There was a knock at the door and I knew it was the movers. “Start figuring out what you want to take with you so you can direct them in the right direction.”
I walked to the door where I let them in. Carrying moving supplies, more than twenty men entered. They stood facing my father, ready to do whatever he needed. If they were loyal to me, they were loyal to him and wouldn’t question whatever he required.
“Let’s start on the first floor.” My father’s shoulders slumped in defeat. I knew this was difficult, but if I’d given him more time he’d only procrastinate. I recognized that he had a lot of memories in this house. He could bring as many of them with him as he needed, but today was the end of the madness that he’d created. It was time for change and I had to be the one to orchestrate it.
I exited the house to see a large moving truck parked with more supplies inside. They’d showed up prepared. I had two days to get him to safety. He was a target because of his own doing and I wasn’t finished settling the feud. In this place, he was too exposed. Despite what he thought, I wanted him safe, alive, and enjoying the simpler parts of life like his granddaughter.
I got inside my car and Denny drove off. I wanted to shower and change my clothes before it was time for me to get back to the club. Unlike every other venture we had, I needed something that wasn’t touched by the family business. No drugs or laundering here. I wanted this to be something for Beniamino the man, not Beni the King of Florida.
The risk of taking on this club would pay off in more than one way. Marcus had done me a world of favors by not only handing me a gold mine but also introducing me to one of the most beautiful women I’d ever seen. With curves that didn’t know how to end, long hair to fist, and lips that were destined to feel mine she was perfect. Her flawless skin, eyes filled with her defiant nature, and an ass that I knew would feel incredible bouncing against me as I fucked reason into her were bonuses. The rest…
I adjusted the seam of my pants so it wouldn’t constrict my hardened dick. One that I plotted to be inside the beautiful Simone soon. If she thought that she was getting out of this deal easily, she was mistaken. She wasn’t going anywhere. I guaranteed it. The way she set every nerve on edge because she challenged everything made me want to show her a different route. She’d learn the art of begging, allowing, and submitting. I’d be the one to teach her and enjoy the fruits of my labor.
Yes, Simone was going to be mine in every way. By the time that I was finished with her, she wouldn’t remember the marriage she’d once had with that son of a bitch Marcus.
I’d asked around about him. Between gambling, male prostitutes, and the alcohol that he consumed, there was no way that he could have ever deserved her. Instead, he’d fucked her over in quite a few ways that I’d been aware of. Losing part of her business, her husband, and even the money that he’d used from their accounts was more than anybody woman deserved. He could have been her rock, the man she needed to stand by her to protect and nurture. Her dreams had cost her everything she’d saved plus the loans she’d borrowed. He’d cashed out his 401K to give her the balance for the club. Now, he’d never get that back and it served him right.
Simone required a caliber of man that he couldn’t be. Her presence demanded somebody someone attentive to her needs. He could easily walk way from her and I’d seen it first hand inside the club. He’d left her there to deal with the consequences of his actions when every fiber of her seemed to fall apart. I’d been drawn to her and almost drew her into my arms when I realized that she wasn’t mine yet. Now, she had a different list of problems. One that had me visualizing what she’d feel like wrapped in my arms when she didn’t know that’s what she needed. How would she feel when I was deep inside her soothing her fears and conquering her body at the same time? Did she know a love where she craved someone so badly that it ached to imagine a life without them?
Simone had been the one that divorced Marcus. Never in a million years would I have let her go. That was difference between us. He’d already lost the moment they’d said I do. Her and I hadn’t even started and we were on the path destined for forever. There wasn’t a thing in the world that could stand in the way of us. Not Marcus or anyone else.
No games.
All cards on the table.
A Royal Flush.
All diamonds.
ChapterThree
SIMONE
Music thumped below when Cara woke me.
“What time is it?” I asked, jumping to my feet.
“An hour until opening. I’ve already made your rounds. Everybody is here for their shifts, I’ve assigned stocking duties, and Jill is taking inventory so that you can make the supply order. All you have to do is freshen up, change, and meet me downstairs in twenty.”
“Okay.” I exhaled and pulled her in for a hug. “Thank you, Cara.”
“No probs.” She disappeared to do more of her Caraness while I went to my bathroom to get ready.
