Luca Vitiello (Born in Blood Mafia Chronicles 0.5)

It was meant as a joke, even if the idea of having her perfect butt propped up in front of me was too good. Aria paled and flinched away from me before bumping into the fucking wall. For fuck’s sake, did she really think I’d throw her on the bed and mount her from behind in our first night together? Not that I didn’t have the intention to have her braced on all fours in front of me while I slammed into her, but that would have to wait until later. From her fearful expression, she really thought I’d take her virginity like a beast.

Stifling my annoyance, I said in as calm a voice as I was capable of, “Relax. I was joking. I’m not a monster.”

“Aren’t you?”

What the fuck? I hadn’t come here to let her insult me. If she wanted to see me as a monster, then I could gladly act like one. I glared down at her. “I wanted to discuss the matter of your protection with you. Once you move into my penthouse after the wedding, Cesare and Romero will be responsible for your safety. But I want Romero at your side until then.”

“I have Umberto,” she said with a frown.

Right. That’s why I could walk into their suite without anyone trying to stop me. “Apparently, he’s taking too many toilet breaks. Romero won’t leave your side from now on.”

“Will he watch me when I shower, too?”

Not in a million years. “If I want him to.”

Defiance returned with full force. “You would let another man see me naked? You must really trust Romero not to take advantage of the situation.” She tried to make herself taller, which was still more than a head smaller than me.

“Romero is loyal,” I said, then bent down until we were at eye level. “Don’t worry, I’ll be the only man to ever see you naked. I can’t wait.” I made a show of undressing her with my eyes, and of course she wrapped her arms around herself, looking as if she were about to cry. I couldn’t deal with crying women.

“What about Lily?” she asked quietly. If she didn’t stop looking so damn vulnerable, I might feel the need to console her, and that would be a fucking premiere for me. I wasn’t the consoling type. “She and Gianna share this suite with me. You saw how Lily can be. She’ll flirt with Romero. She’ll do anything to get a rise out of him. She doesn’t realize what she could get herself into. I need to know that she’s safe.”

“Romero won’t touch your sister. Liliana is playing around. She’s a little girl. Romero likes his women of age and willing,” I told her. I trusted Romero. He took his job seriously, and no matter how much Aria’s little sister flirted, it wouldn’t change the fact that she was a kid. I knew there were Made Men that wouldn’t hesitate to take advantage of a girl that age, and even some who preferred them that young, but those pieces of shit would never be in my inner circle.

Aria’s eyes found the bed, and I wondered what she was thinking. Before my own dirty mind could start imagining all the things I wanted to do with her, I said, “There’s something else. Are you taking the pill?”

“Of course not.” It was almost cute how offended she was by my question.

“Your mother could have made you start it in preparation for the wedding.” I had absolutely no intention of using a fucking condom with my wife. I wanted to bury my cock in Aria’s pussy without anything between us. I was the only man who’d ever have her, and I had always made sure to use a condom with the women I’d fucked in the past.

Aria’s lower lip trembled. “My mother would never do that. She won’t even talk to me about these things.”

I loved that Aria was only mine, but I wasn’t used to this level of inexperience. Only half-joking, I asked, “But you do know what happens between a man and a woman on a wedding night?” If I had to give her the sex talk, I’d have to fucking kill someone, or I’d seriously lose my shit.

“I do know what happens between normal couples. In our case, I think the word you’re looking for is rape.”

Fury burst through my body, making me want to lash out at anything and anyone. I’d gotten better at controlling myself over the years, but I still had to wait a moment before I was sure I wouldn’t snarl at her. “I want you to start taking the pill.” I handed her the packet the Doc had given me.

“Don’t I need to see a doctor before I start taking birth control?”

“We have a doctor who’s been working for the Famiglia for decades. This is from him. You need to start taking the pill immediately. It takes 48 hours for them to start working.”