Katerina De Luca
Pacing back and forth in the Dale family's private jet, my hands trembled as I tried to calm down by breathing in and out slowly. The blonde haired flight attendant, Bianca, disappeared out the jet doors ten minutes ago and hasn't returned yet. I couldn't help but glance out the window every five seconds to see if Arosio had sent his men to pick me up in a car right outside the doors of the jet that had been shut.
"I am terribly sorry for the delay, Ms. Dale," Bianca states as she rushes inside through the suddenly opened jet door, and I barely hear her words as my eyes are focused behind her to catch a glimpse of what was awaiting me outside. Almost immediately, I sigh in relief when I don't see any guards or scary looking Mafia men waiting there.
"That's quite alright. What is going on?" I turn my attention towards the flight attendant who looks at me in surprise but quickly averts my gaze. Oh right, she thinks I am Isabella. Why are people so intimidated by my sister? And why does this flight attendant call my sister 'Ms. Dale' instead of Mrs. De Luca?
"Another plane just landed minutes before us and they are occupying the nearest entrance that you would need to take in order to quickly reach the private lounge in the airport. It is my fault for not preparing in advance, I apologize. It will only be another ten minutes, the plane has already left and we can technically park at the tunnel now but I remember how much you hate public spaces," the woman explains as my feet falter and I finally stop pacing back and forth nervously. With bright, excited eyes, I whirl my head around and tightly grasp onto her slender shoulders.
"NO! We need to go there now, I don't mind the crowd!" I rushed out as the idea of hiding among the crowd in order to get to Ethan who would be waiting for me outside enters my mind.
My frantic eyes and eagerness must have shocked Bianca because she inadvertently steps back before fixing her outfit. The subtle action makes my eyes fixated on her United Airlines uniform, as another ingenious idea pops into my head.
"Alright, I will inform the pilot right away, Ms. Dale," she turns around to leave but I tightly grasp onto her hand and look at her with a wide, innocent smile.
"Bianca, you must have a spare uniform here, right? I need it now," I demand in a slightly cold tone, knowing that I had to act more like my twin sister if I wanted people to give in to my requests.
"Huh? My spare uniform? But why would..." the flight attendant trails off as she looks at me with slight suspicion, her eyes staring at me up and down. Her eyes seem to be taking in my casual outfit that Isabella would never wear in a million years and I could feel her brain going into overdrive, trying to crack my lies.
Think, Katerina, think! You need to lie, I know you suck at it but think of anything! It doesn't have to be perfect, just enough to shut her up and make her give you the clothes so that you can walk right by Arosio's mens without them ever guessing it is you.
"Um...well...you see... you know Mr. De Luca... he's my....my..." I ramble off nervously, trying to think of an excuse before she cuts me off quickly.
"He is your husband, I know that. Please forgive me if I offended you earlier, I only addressed you as Ms. Dale because I heard you ordering the pilot not to address you as Mrs. De Luca during our last flight. Please don't tell Mr. De Luca," Bianca quickly apologizes while bowing her head and I could see her shoulders tremble slightly. She wasn't even trying to hide her fears of Arosio, and I found myself sympathizing with her.
"Huh? No, I don't care about that..." I trailed off and raked my brain for an excuse that could help me get out of this situation. She looked at me startled before lifting a delicate brow, probing me to continue.
"You see...Mr. De Luca...he...um....he HAS A FLIGHT ATTENDANT FETISH!" the words leave my lips before I could stop myself as my cheeks flush red and my hands fly up to cover my sinful lips. Bianca looks towards me horrified while blinking several times in pure shock.
Well, that sure did shut her up, huh?
"So um...you see... I am just trying to uh... surprise...yeah surprise him! The whole private lounge thing is um...a fantasy for uh...foreplay!" I continue and almost burst into laughter when Bianca's mouth forms an 'O' and she looks highly uncomfortable. She was almost frozen, not knowing what to say so I decided to get straight to my point.
"So you need to let me dress in your spare uniform and you do not need to walk me over to the lounge, I will go by myself!" I finished and peeked up at her through my thick lashes, smiling widely when she nods her head.
"But I was instructed to escort you to the private lounge..." Bianca interrupted my inner party parade and I sighed in slight annoyance. Of course, that controlling man tried to stick this woman on me, as if she's a leash and I am some puppy.
"No, you can't...Mr. De Luca gets very angry when other people ruin his...his uh...his fetish experiences! He is very possessive of me, see?" I fumbled over my words nervously before pulling the collar of the hoodie down and flashing my collarbone and neck towards her which were covered in love bites. By now, both of our faces were flushed completely red and I prayed for her to just shut up and agree.
"Alright, we will do that then. Lord knows I cannot afford Mr. De Luca's wrath," the flight attendant sent me a pitiful glance before she handed me her spare uniform and left to inform the pilot of the new plans.
'Ha, take that you overbearing tyrant!' wickedly smirking to myself, I turned on my excellent acting skills before putting my escape plan into motion.
As soon as Bianca opened the door, I practically sprinted out with my bag clutched tightly in my hands and blended myself into the crowd that was exiting the tunnel and heading towards the inside of the airport. I made sure to keep my head low and thanked heavens for the United Airlines uniform consisting of a hat so I was able to tuck my long flowy red hair into it.
A shiver shot up my spine as the air seemed to stiffen while I stood on the escalator to go up to the entrance of the airport where people were waiting to reunite with their loved ones. My eyes widened in fear as I looked up for a single moment and realized why that happened.
Standing right across from me, on the escalator going down, were six clean shaven men dressed in black suits. They might look like businessmen from the outside but upon closer inspection, you can see the tattoos peeking out the collar of some of their necks and their bulging muscles.
My eyes instantly snapped down as I held my bag tighter and almost ran up the remaining steps of the escalator. I started sprinting towards the entrance, all the while glancing behind me to make sure that none of them were following me. Suddenly, I walked into something hard, making me almost fall back onto the floor but instead I was held tightly around the waist and twirled around in the air.
"Babe, I missed you!" A scream threatened to escape me until I heard Ethan's soothing voice greet me as he continued to twirl me around. The hat fell off my head, making my hair flow around us but I couldn't careless.
I made it to him. I am safe now.
"Ethan, I missed you so much," I spoke softly with tears in my eyes as he gently placed me back onto the ground and held onto my face before kissing my forehead. He was about to speak again but I caught sight of more suited men entering from one of the entrance and heading towards the escalators.
"We need to leave now. I will explain later but please, let's leave right now," my fearful wide eyes met Ethan's calm blue eyes that perfectly complimented his curly brown hair. His face was just as serious yet handsome as I remembered and I couldn't help but want to hug him for more security and warmth.
Ethan sent me a sharp look but nodded his head before wrapping a protective arm around me and quickly leaving the airport.
***
A few hours ago, Ethan had driven us back home in his BMW while trying to pester me for answers throughout the whole drive. He always knew when something was wrong and was overprotective of me. I was grateful for it but sometimes I wish he would cool it down. I managed to evade his questions by telling him that it would be easier to explain to both him and Rylan at the same time. That earned a glare but he nodded his head and didn't question me for the rest of the ride.
Looking at the two men that held a special place in my heart, cuddled up together on one of the loveseats as we sat outside in their backyard, my heart swooned with happiness and a slight tinge of jealousy. I wish I had what they had. Someone special to call my own and experience all of life's joys and hardships with.
Ethan was my childhood best friend and neighbor while growing up in the countryside. We did everything together and I would be the biggest liar if I said that I didn't have a crush on him when we were kids.
What! Don't look at me like that!
Ethan is literally the perfect gentleman. He is a calm, sensible man who always puts other before himself. Like his character, his appearance was amazing as well with his muscular build, sharp jaw and thin lips. He works as a real estate mogul, hence the grand villa he and his partner, Rylan, own together. Before Rylan had entered the picture, I almost asked Ethan to be my first boyfriend.
Seriously, stop judging me!
That ship quickly sunk to the bottom of the ocean though. From the moment I first introduced Rylan, a new transfer to our college, to Ethan, I could practically see the sparks flying between them. Rylan is the cutest man you will ever see with his hazel brown eyes, blonde hair and adorable pouty lips. His frame was slender and petite when he stood beside Ethan, making anyone swoon over this match made in heaven. We quickly became the three musketeers and I always felt a little bit guilty, thinking I was a third wheel but they never let me feel that way.
We are all the same age, yet I can't help but admire my successful best friends. Rylan is an artist like myself but he creates art to showcase in galleries and is extremely talented, whereas, I create art to publish in children journals. I hope to someday help children suffering from mental illnesses and abuse and help them to open up through using my art.
"BITCHHH! YOU DID NOT, OH MY GOD" Rylan screamed as his booming laughter filled the air in the backyard of his and Ethan's luxurious villa. There was a beautiful in ground pool behind us with several comfortable chairs arranged on the sidelines. Seriously, why is everyone around me so rich?
"Stop, I am already so embarrassed!" I mumbled as I hid behind my hands and avoided their curious glances. I had just finished telling them all about the events that occurred in the past weeks, I told them every single detail.
After crying over a few things, like my grandmama's harsh words, and then laughing over a thousand other things, like the fetish lie I told to the flight attendant, we were now suddenly back to the topic of mine and Arosio's heated night.
"No wonder she refused to take a swim. Let me guess, you're covered with his marks under my sweater, aren't you?" Ethan teased as my face flushed red and I wrapped my arms around his hoodie. When we got back to his place, he graciously lent me his sweater and a pair of loose boxers that fit like shorts on me. For some reason, I had been disappointed when I smelt his amazing cologne that differed from Arosio's delicious scent.
Wait, what the fuck am I thinking?
"Aw, our little Kat's face is burning red! Look honey!" Rylan joined in on the teasing and reached across to poke my cheek but I pushed his slender hand away and buried my face into the pillow on my chair.
"Alright, enough teasing Ry. Let's feed our Kat before she becomes a grumpy monster," Ethan lifted Rylan up onto his feet from the loveseat before helping me up as well while I pouted at the two. They were under some sick impression that I was some sort of devil when I wasn't fed...as if...no way...
"I still can't believe you're married to the Italian Mafia Boss!" Rylan suddenly stated in his soft child-like voice as we cuddled up to each other in the luxurious dining room sofa after eating a delicious meal made by their chef.
Ethan had set 'Beauty and the Beast', mine and Rylan's favorite movie, into the flat screen tv as Rylan and I sat in the sofa with one tub of vanilla ice cream and two bottles of red wines. At first, they refused to give me any red wine but begging them for half an hour with my puppy dog eyes worked. Rylan was the first to cave and he showed his best puppy dog eyes to Ethan who growled in frustration before handing us his best wine bottles. We were just cuddled in his private villa, far away from the bustling city, so there was no harm, right?
"Married? That sadistic bastard tricked Kat into signing those papers, she is NOT married," Ethan scoffed before sitting down in between us as both Rylan and I have some sort of unspoken agreement that I would use Ethan's left shoulder as my headrest while Rylan used Ethan's right shoulder as his headrest. It is a system that has worked perfectly for many years, okay!
"Hmm... I guess. But Katerina loves him too," Rylan suddenly proclaimed after a few moments of silence, making me instantly spit out the red wine I had been drinking. I jumped up to my feet and blocked their view of the movie as I glared at Rylan furiously.
"NO I DON...DONNN....DON'T" I yelled with a flushed face and became even angrier as the words came out slurred. I am not drunk, not a chance! Both Ethan and Rylan gave me a look but I could tell that Ethan was curious as well so he gave Rylan a nudge to explain.
Standing up with a smirk, Rylan pushed me out into the open space beside the sofa's and walked behind me. For a split second, I thought he was going to leave the villa since the front door was right behind where we were standing but then he began to circle around me like some predator. Ethan let out a whistle, obviously appreciating his husband's sudden manly behavior as I rolled my eyes and tried to fold my arms but I ended up twisting them across my chest.
Okay, maybe I am a little drunk? Lost in my own thoughts, all three of us failed to notice the sudden appearance of shadowy figures behind the front doors behind us.
"Exhibit A, you never let a man kiss you, not even in college! But you let Mr. Arosio De Luca kiss you in that kitchen when you first met his son, Elijah," Rylan began as my mind replayed the soft kiss Arosio laid on my lips and my heart began to beat incredibly fast. Shaking my head, I tried to get the image of his alluring lips out of my head.
"NO! That's not true...he kissed me, I didn't let him!...besides he thought I was *hic* my twin sister," I fumbled over my words in a slur and hiccuped. I froze when I heard laughter behind me, coming from the front door but turned towards Ethan who was bursting into laughter on the sofa.
Oh, it was just Ethan.
"Sure... Now, exhibit B, you willingly accepted your role as the mother of Arosio's son and you helped his mother grieve and celebrate her birthday," Rylan continued and I could feel my face burn even brighter as I tried to find an excuse to throw back at the annoying man.
"That doesn't mean I love him! I did those things because...because..." I couldn't think of anything to say and instead pouted towards Ethan who smirked at me with his handsome face. But not nearly as handsome as Arosio...
Wait...What the fu--
"Lastly, exhibit C, the most important one. You admitted that you were not drunk last night, you willingly had sex with Mr. Arosio De Luca, in fact you said it was the best sex you ever had, right Ethan?" Rylan's final blow hit hard and I scream aloud in frustration before lunging towards him as he continued to circle around me like a predator.
"You bitch! I did not say that!" I whined with tears brimming my eyes as Ethan pulled Rylan away from my claws before smirking down at me.
Curse his 6 ft 2 inch height that made my neck hurt to look up at him. Arosio was even taller than him, making me even more annoyed since everything about my former crush made me compare him to that stupid Mafia boss! And the worse part was that the stupid Mafia boss won every comparison and came out to be the more handsome and superior being!
"True, she did not say that. She had said it was the best night of her life and that she wanted Mr. Arosio De Luca to bury himself into her virgin hole for the rest of her life and fuck her into a coma," Ethan stated with a delivish smirk as my mouth fell open in pure horror and Rylan fell to the floor in a fit of laughter. I am glad these two men have each other, truly, a match made in gay fucking heaven.
For some reason, it sounded like more people were laughing than the two in front of me but I quickly shook those thoughts away and glared at my two new enemies. I took one look at the man in front of me before releasing a war cry and tackling him onto the floor.
Either because Ethan was taken by surprise or because he felt bad and let me, I managed to tackle the both of us onto the floor with me now straddling his waist. Ethan reached a hand up to my hair and gave it a slight tug, earning a sharp gasp from me and a fit of giggles from Rylan who looked like he was about to pass out from laughing.
"Didn't you say you wanted Mr. Arosio De Luca to pull your hair like this while you ride his huge di--" Ethan started before I screamed 'Bloody Mary' and buried my red face into the side of his neck. I inhaled deeply, hating the fact that his scent made me feel safe but not as safe as a certain man... wait fuck no!!!!
"Don't you dare say that! I never said anything like that!" I stated after a few moments of silence and pulled my face back up, having calmed down a little bit. A few moments ago I felt the effects of that red wine, but these two brats were quickly making me sober in the worst way possible.
"Relax, Kat! We know you didn't say any of those things, you're just too innocent. We are just teasing you," Rylan stated mischievously as he pulled out his phone and took a picture of me straddling Ethan and said he would photoshop it into their upcoming Christmas card. I rolled my eyes at him and was about to get up when Ethan's teasing voice rang in my ears again.
"Exactly! Besides, you don't need to say anything with words. Your glowing face said it all," Ethan smirked up at me when I glared at him and gripped onto the collar of his dress shirt while putting more weight on him as I still sat on top of him. Gotta make him suffer a little bit, you know?
"My. Face. Says. What?" I gritted out in annoyance and almost regretted it when his smirk widened even more. This little bitch!
"The moment I saw you in the airport, you had that glow on your innocent little face that screamed 'I'm a 24 year old virgin who finally got fucked and it was the best fuck of my life. Hmm so good, Mr. Arosio De Luca please make me cum again, hmm, please be the beast to my beauty, hmm harder,' " Ethan moaned aloud making me scream in embarrassment as my face flushed red and Rylan went flying onto the floor laughing his ass off yet again.
Wanting to get my revenge, I clenched my hands at my side before leaning down and running my index finger across the side of Ethan's face, down his neck and towards his chiseled chest where the few top buttons of his dress shirt remained open. I felt him shiver a little and I couldn't help but smile evilly.
"Considering the fact that it was my first time and only experience, I can't exactly determine whether it was the best fuck of my life or not. How about you fuck me into a coma and I'll decide which was better, Mr. Ethan Kensington?" my voice was soft and seductive but loud enough so that Rylan would hear and I smirked when I heard Rylan whistle and scream 'THAT'S MY HOT BITCH' while Ethan glared at me and gulped down hard.
Suddenly, a gun shot was heard right outside the front door as all of us froze in pure shock and terror. My eyes widened in fear before I felt my heart race as the sound of his familiar footsteps stalked towards us. Within seconds, his strong grip pulled me up and away from where I had been on the floor straddling Ethan's waist.
Arosio wrapped his arms around me in a bone crushing embrace as I whimpered out slightly at the pain before he buried his face into the side of my neck and began to breathe heavily. I looked behind him and saw the same guards from the airport except two of them were missing, making me pale at the thought of what he did to them.
My frightened gaze shifted to a highly amused Giovanni with Alejandro standing beside him, and to my utter horror, Alejandro was on FaceTime with Alanzo and Adriano with the phone pointed directly at me. I could feel Ethan and Rylan frozen in terror at the sudden appearance of the powerful and dangerous Mafia boss with several men holding guns in their house and I wanted to turn around and comfort them.
"This...he's....kat's..." Rylan mumbled in shock as he kept staring between Arosio and I while I struggled to get away from Arosio's vice like grip but he wouldn't let me go and kept his head buried into the side of my neck.
I could tell he was absolutely furious and I was getting even more scared at his silence. I would honestly prefer if he yelled at me instead of remaining silent like this. It felt like the calm before the storm.
Before Rylan could finish his sentence, Alanzo's booming laughter from the phone filled the air as his teasing voice echoed in the entrance of the villa.
"He's your Kat's beast whose going to fuck her into a coma," my face paled at Alanzo's words as Arosio finally leaned away from my neck and stared down at me with his darkened gaze. My eyes widened in fear as I tried to push him away and run to my friends but instead, the devil threw me over his shoulders and started leaving the villa.
"Let me go! You fucking asshole, how dare you--" my words were cut off when Arosio's warm, big hand swiftly spanked me on my ass. I gasped in shock with tears brimming my wide eyes at the force he used.
Before I could blink, he had gently placed me into the passenger seat of his Range Rover and leaned forward to put my seatbelt on for me. Almost on instinct, I took a sharp intake of breath before leaning away and dug myself further into the seat with my eyes shut tightly until I felt his hand roughly pull my chin up towards him. My frightened green eyes snapped open in fear and met his piercing dark gaze that were almost on fire.
"Asking another man to fuck you into a coma in front of your husband? I will make you regret ever uttering those words, tesoro," Arosio stated darkly before crashing his lips onto mine in the most aggressive, painful kiss he had ever given me.
My hands reached out and pounded against his hard chest to let me go, the need to breathe overwhelming all of my senses but he refused to let me go. After what felt like forever, tears pricked my eyes as he continued kissing me hard and eventually, my eyes began to shut slowly on its own.
Hello darkness, my old friend.
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Hello lovely readers,
It's literally 3 am and I can't sleep so here ya go
hope you enjoyed! Did I scare y'all into thinking Ethan was our innocent Katerina's side man? ahahah gotchu!
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