His Treasure

Chapter 5

Luciano

"Luca, we've got another lead on her. We are sending the soldiers in to scope it out before we go in."

Leave it to Alessandro to be a cock blocker. I needed to get away tho. That Arianna is something else. She can't be a distraction for me. "Call me with any details." I hung up the phone, and ran my fingers through my hair. "Don De Rossi, I've given her the clothes and I made sure to tell her not to keep you waiting." She stood with her head lowered in submission. I licked my lips, and lifted her chin. "Best not keep me waiting then right." I pulled her closer to me, and crashed my lips against hers. She pulled me closer, ripping my shirt open.

I pulled her out of the hallway and into one of the guest rooms. "Giu." She got down on her knees, and proceeded to undo my pants. I guided her towards my cöck. She knew what to do then. I gripped her hair in my hand. "Cazzo." I imagined Arianna's lip around me. Taking in every inch. I wanted to ruin her for anyone else. The only one to touch her will be me. I am a possessive man and what is mine is just that. Mine.

I could feel myself about to release. I thrust harder until I felt myself dripping down her throat. I fixed myself back up, and wiped the corner of her mouth. "Go clean yourself up." She stood up, and left the room. I needed that release. I took off the ripped shirt, and headed down to my room. I looked at the time and realized it was almost time for me to meet Arianna. I stripped my clothes off, and got in the shower. I need to rid myself of any signs of me defiling that woman.

I needed a distraction from Aria and her. Every time I thought of her, I get angry all over again. Its been 10 years and still nothing. I've never lost hope. She's out there somewhere. "Luca, you in here?" I rolled my eyes. Again, leave it to Alessandro to interrupt. "No, I'm just a clone. What do you want?" I shut the water off, and grabbed a towel. Alessandro stood outside the door. "She was last seen in Curado's club about a month ago. Nothing since then." I huffed a sigh. Well, looks like another dead end. "We'll find her fratello." He pat my shoulder, and walked out. I was yet again left with my thoughts.

I need to get ready for Aria. I got dressed, and walked out of my room. "Dinner is served Don Luciano."  Annabelle, my servant bowed her head in submission. "And Aria?" She looked up at me. "Already sitting at the table waiting for you."  I nodded, and walked past her. I walked into the dining area, and my breath got caught in my throat. Aria sat there in a forest green dress that made her look breathtakingly beautiful. She sat there with her head down, playing with her fingers. "Non sei stupenda." She looked up at me quickly. "I-I.. I almost didn't come down here." I chuckled. "Well, if you had done that then I would have had to punish you." She gasped lightly. I smirked at her shocked look, and took my seat.

"After dinner I will give you a tour of the house." She looked away hesitantly. "Tesoro, you have nothing to be afraid of." She looked at me. "Well excuse my alert and orientedness, but last I checked you were a mafia boss. How exactly does that deem me safe?" I picked up my glass of bourbon and took a sip. "Well, not only am I a mafia boss but I'm THE mafia boss. I'm possibly the safest person you could ever be with. No one ever crosses me. If they do," I pointed a finger gun at my head, and pretended to pull the trigger. I don't want her to be afraid of me, but I am a fearless leader.

"Well yeah that's the best way to make me not afraid of you." I smirked at her, and tipped back the rest of my drink. "Well Ms. Reznikov,"

"Laughlin.. I go by Laughlin." She looked quite serious. "And why is that? Who are you hiding from?"

"You already know..." I shook my head. "The Caratini cartel, yes, but exactly WHO?" She shook her head. "I-I need to get out of here." She stood you leave, but I beat her to the punch. "Principessa," I cupped her cheek. "He cannot get to you without going through me first." She looked so frightened. Who the bell could have hurt this girl to the point where she's on the run?

"Accept my offer. Accept my protection."

She looked up at me through her lashes. "What do I have to do?" I pulled away from her. "My lawyer has drawn up a contract for you."

Alessandro brought out a manila envelope to me. "Grazie fratello." He nodded. "Arianna, this is Alessandro." He bowed his head to her.

"Please call me Aria. Arianna is too formal." A small smile played on my lips. "Alessandro, ti prego di fare in modo che la sua stanza sia pronta per lei." He nodded, and left the room. I placed the envelope in front of her.

She hesitantly opened it, and started looking at it. "The contract states we have a 1 year marriage, longer if it don't deem you safe. It guarantees you will be well taken care of. You will never set foot into another club unless you are with me on business. You will never dance in another club for as long as we are married. No other men will touch you as long as we are married. You won't want for anything. You'll have everything you've ever wanted. You will be living with me. My men will protect you. Alessandro, my right hand man will be with you 24/7. Anything you need, he will make sure you have. No harm will come to you Arianna. You have my word."

"So it's an arranged marriage basically." She looked up at me. "If you want to put it that way, then yes."

"If I want out? Then what? I'm on my own?" I would never leave her out on her own. When I saw her I just knew I had to have her. What the fuck is happening to me?

"You won't want out. Trust me." I pulled a pen from my suit jacket and held it out for her.

"Firma il mio tesoro." She took the pen slowly, and signed her name.

You're mine my little gattina.