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CHAPTER 1
MARCO
Viola Guidice is not the first person I’ve been assigned to watch by Mateo, but it certainly is the first time I’m enjoying it. I’ve been watching her for weeks and I’m not the only one following her. Though, she knows the men her brother, Dante and head of the Guidice crime family, have on her for protection.
It’s clear she only begrudgingly accepts being protected and followed. I have no doubt that she understands why she is being watched. She grew up as a mafia princess the same way my brothers and sister grew up—knowing the gravity of the life we were born into. The Falsini family, my family, has always operated in the shadows of the Guidice family, but there’s always been enough crime and money to go around.
Our father was content with his place in life. He was fine with the scraps of business he was able to feed on. When he died six months ago from cancer, Mateo, who always took his role as being the eldest triplet, wanted more than what our family has been allowed to be part of in the city.
We all had our roles growing up. I’ve always been good at getting information and investigating. Massimo, the youngest out of the three of us, is our moral compass and the muscle. Mateo is the cold-hearted visionary.
Mateo sees big things for our family. Massimo has tried to temper his expectations, which I agree is a good idea. If Mateo thinks we’re going to steal the throne of the king, the seat where Dante sits, he’s wrong.
I might not be content with the scraps our dad was given, but we don’t need to rule the city. I’m afraid that Mateo’s drive is more about respect than power. The problem is that he’ll go to any lengths to get that respect. If he must do it by force, he won’t back down and if power comes with it, he’ll be even happier.
I know he has some sort of plan involving Viola, but he hasn’t shared with me what it is. He just informed me that I need to watch her and gather as much intel as I can. I don’t know what he thinks he can use when the woman spends her time shopping and hanging out with her best friend, Fleur Whelan. Fleur is a princess in her own right in this city, but to the Devil’s Saints Motorcycle Club.
The Devil’s Saints are aligned with the Guidice family and have been for years. Getting the Saints on our side would be a better play than going after Guidice and using Viola to do it. Unfortunately, we’ve tried that route and it didn’t work. The Saints are loyal to the Guidice family.
Using a woman goes against everything our father taught us. There are some things which are sacred, even in our world, and women are one of them. Family and loyalty are also high on the list. I don’t think Mateo wants to harm Viola and it’s the only reason I’ve been willing to follow her.
Tonight I caught Fleur and Viola sneaking out of the back entrance of Viola’s place after they looked like they were going to stay in for some sort of girl’s night. I instantly perked up. They left the man watching the place unaware in the front as they snuck through a few backyards and hopped in a ride.
After watching Viola for weeks, I wouldn’t have thought she was so sneaky. It makes me respect the woman a little more than I did. I was sure she was only good at spending money and being vapid. Now, I wonder if it’s an act and not who she really is.
Bella, our sister, is the worst kind of woman. If she wasn’t family, I would have written her off years ago. She’s the epitome of superficial. She tried for the longest time to get Dad to merge the Falsini and Guidice family through an arranged marriage to Dante. She wasn’t interested in what it would do for our family, she just wanted to be closer to the power Dante holds.
The whole notion made me sick, especially since she wanted to use the death of Angelo Guidice, when an arsonist was burning our city down around us, and Dante’s grief, to make the agreement happen. I was relieved to find out Dante saw right through her bullshit. Their marriage would have been a disaster for the plans Mateo has always had for the family.
When Dante found his woman, saving her from a fire the arsonist set and not allowing Jasmine to find the same fate of his father, Bella still tried to make a play for Dante. It was embarrassing and the shame Bella brought down on the family meant our father sent her away. It’s better this way.
I can only hope she’s staying out of trouble, but I’m not holding my breath.
Maybe I should have watched Viola more closely because it’s clear she likes trouble as well. The longer I follow the car she’s in with her best friend, the surer I am of their destination and my cock is more than a little curious to find out if I’m right. I fucking hope I am. The women were dressed to impress or start a fucking riot, my money’s on riot.
When they pull through wrought iron gates after speaking to a security person and start to head up the gravel driveway leading to a sprawling plantation home, I’m practically salivating and a little dazed with disbelief. I would have never thought Viola Guidice would be at Club Sin.
My brothers and I have been members since the place opened but haven’t used those perks much since our father died and we started focusing on the family business. Clearly, we should have spent more time here. I’m full of questions about Viola and her visits to the sex club which is all about discretion.
How long has Viola been a member? What does she enjoy behind the walls of the club? How many times has she played?
Club Sin caters to all kinds of kinks. You can go with a partner or find one, or multiple, within the walls of the mansion which sits on well-maintained grounds. The thought of her engaging in nights of passion with anyone inside Club Sin has my blood boiling with anger, even though I know it shouldn’t.
She’s nothing to me. We’ve never even met. She’d probably try and run the other way if we did considering the tense relationship between my family and hers.
Still, I want to go inside and find out how many people she’s engaged with in a night of fun. Then I’ll beat them until they’ve forgotten the way her body feels under their hands and the face she makes when she’s awash with pleasure.
It doesn’t make any fucking sense.
The large trees on the property have moss hanging from them and the whole estate screams of New Orleans charm and history. The outside is stately, but the inside is full of debauchery. Delicious as it is.
I call Mateo, who answers on the second ring, “Don’t tell me you’ve lost her already.”
I scoff, “Well, good evening to you too, brother.” When he doesn’t respond and the silence stretches between us, I sigh. “I didn’t lose her, but you couldn’t guess where Viola is right now.”
“Shopping,” there’s a hint of disgust in his deadpan voice and it sounds like he’s a little farther from the phone, which tells me I’m probably on speaker with both my brothers.
“No.” Glee fills me again with the thought of being able to use Club Sin to get close to Viola, something even Mateo hasn’t come up with as a plan yet. The man might be the mastermind behind the plays we’ve been making in the city, including an arms deal with Nikolai Orlov, but he couldn’t have foreseen this. “She’s with Fleur at Club Sin.”
