23

It's been two weeks since Ale knew about me and Domenico. And indeed we gave each other an alibi. Despite the fact that Alejandro isn't exactly a fan of Domenico, he accepts it. I couldn't put into words how happy I was.

I had a feeling that if Ale accepted it, so would the rest. For the last few days, I've been thinking about when the right time would be for it, but before that I'd have to talk to Domenico first anyway. I could do that tonight.

I ran down the stairs, still half asleep. When I walked into the dining room, I wanted to leave, but I'm starving. Everyone spoke at once. You get annoyed early in the morning. "Buenos dias," I said loudly so they would notice me. A few glanced at me before continuing. They all seemed to be stressed or something. "Can you shut up? I'd like to enjoy my breakfast in peace," I asked her annoyed.

"It's been like this all the time," Antonia informed me, who also seemed annoyed. "What's this all about?" I wanted to know. "You know our warehouse near the Brooklyn Bridge?" she asked, and I nodded. "On Thursday there is a huge drug handover, probably the biggest our family has ever had. In other words: Then a lot of money will flow. And everyone will be there, except for the two of us and Mamá," she explained. "It's a huge deal," she said in astonishment. "How much jumps out?" I asked curiously. "I don't know exactly how much. But a lot, damn a lot," I replied. I just nodded in understanding.

-

After Mona brought me my hot chocolate and I took a sip, I looked at Alejandro hopefully. "Should we maybe watch a movie some day?" I asked him. I really wanted to spend time with family again. I feel like I've been neglecting that for the past few weeks.

He shook his head as he gulped down his coffee. "No, I've got things to do for the next few days. Preparations and stuff," he explained. I pressed my lips apart in disappointment. "And you?" I asked Valentin. "Tana, none of us have time. Lo siento," he apologized. I just nodded. Then it's not possible.

Is everyone seriously running out of time because of this shitty drug handover? As if it's the most important thing in their lives. But please, not then.

-

"Do you have everything you need?" Alejandro asked after getting in the car. I nodded. "Sí and you?" I asked. He too nodded. It was still weird that Alejandro was always taking me to Central Park now. General that Ale knew. But I still thought it was great that he accepted it. It automatically made me smile.

I got my phone out of my pocket and texted Domenico that we're on our way, all the while smiling to myself. I was really looking forward to Domenico. And especially sex. Mierda our last meeting was last week because he was so busy. So it was normal that my body and especially my center longed for him.

"Please stop grinning like that, that looks awful," he said, wrinkling his nose. "It's awful enough that you're grinning because of De Santis," he grumbled. "Ale!" I growled. He often made such comments. Alejandro just grinned, whereupon I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"Your darling is already there," he said when the car came to a standstill. I looked out the windshield and saw Domenico leaning against his car, looking at his cell phone. I eyed him for a moment. He was wearing black trousers and a matching black shirt, which he had left three buttons open at the top. And his sleeves were rolled up a little. This sight made my middle tingle immediately. "Come on, I want to see my girl too," Alejandro said. I wrinkled my nose in disgust. "It's still weird that you're dating my best friend," I said. "No, De Santis and you are weird," he said. I snorted. "Oh and by the way, I told Mom and Dad that you are with Adriana because I have to go somewhere else in the morning.

I got out of the car and immediately felt Domenico's eyes on me. I ran towards him with brisk steps. "Hey," I smiled as I approached him. "Hey," he replied with a grin and wanted to come towards me. We usually kiss, which is probably what he's about to do, but I stopped him. "Please don't kiss me in front of my brother," I begged him. Domenico let out a laugh before nodding. We both got in the car and he drove off. Is it weird if I say he looks pretty attractive driving a car?

I sighed because that only made my lust for him more unbearable. I leaned in impatiently and ran my hand to his crotch. "Please drive faster," I whispered in his ear while applying slight pressure with my hand. No sooner said than done. Domenico pushed the gas harder. I slid back into my seat with a grin.

It didn't take long before we arrived at the De Santis estate. Domenico got out hastily and before I knew it, he opened my door. I grabbed his hand and he quickly pulled me along with him. I giggled because he probably couldn't wait either. "You're very impatient today, aren't you, Mr. De Santis?" I giggled to myself. "Oh yes," he replied before I was suddenly over his shoulder. "Domenico!" I laughed.

I grinned playfully and slowly let my mouth slide to his ear. "I want you, mi amor," I breathed, teasingly nibbling on his earlobe. I don't know if I imagined it, but I think Domenico's steps have quickened. When we reached his room, he closed the door and let me down. He wanted to lean down to kiss me, but I put my hands on his chest and pushed him backwards toward the bed.

When he plopped down on it, I quickly crawled onto his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. He wanted to kiss me again but I pulled my head away. "Amore mio," he growled desperately, but I just grinned cheekily. "Did you miss me?" I asked him with a grin. He nodded. "How much, Domenico?" I breathed against his lips. "So much so that my cock is about to burst," he whispered. I bit my lip playfully and slowly began to move my pelvis back and forth. I clearly felt his hard member under me.

"Stop it," he growled. I raised my eyebrows questioningly. "With what?" I whispered while rubbing against him with more pressure. Domenico exhaled hard between his lips and closed his eyes. His hands grabbed my butt, making me gasp.

Excited, I moved my lips to his neck before they began sucking there. With that I elicited a harsh moan from his throat. God turns me on!

After a moment I pulled my lips away from his neck and proudly looked at the hickey. "I want everyone to know you're gone," I breathed against his lips. "You're mine," I whispered. "Only you, amore mio," he replied.

With a jerk, I banish our lips together. "So much separates us, Domenico," I gasped and began to unbutton his shirt. I kissed his chest impatiently. "I love you," I said between kisses. Suddenly Domenico took my face in his hands and kissed me. With so much passion, desire and above all greed. I squeaked in surprise when I was suddenly lying under him. "We have a lot of catching up to do, amore mio."

Domenico

I fell down next to her, panting. Out of breath, her upper body rose and fell and I could feel her legs shaking. A grin crept onto my lips, which of course she noticed. "Domenico!" she warned me. I raised my hands protectively. "I'm not saying anything," I grinned. I gently wrapped my arm around her petite body and pulled her closer to me.

"You are beautiful," I murmured as I kissed her bare shoulder tenderly. Embarrassed, she looked away. "Thank you," she murmured. I had to laugh. "What? No you too?" I asked her mock offended. She shook her head, grinning. "No," she said sweetly. I had to smile. This woman...

Cayetana put her arm around me and continued to snuggle into me. "At least you have time for me," she murmured. I frowned questioningly. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Oh well, there's a huge drug handover at our Brooklyn Bridge warehouse next Thursday. And no one has time for me because they're all preparing so much for it. It's supposed to be really big. Antonia told me that a lot Money jumps out. But I'm also kind of worried because everyone's going to be there, who knows what could happen," she told me while drawing circles on my chest. NO. All Fernández in one place.

All. Fernandez. On. A. Spot. Thursday. Storage hall. On. Of the. Brooklyn. Bridge.

Fucking shit. Now was the moment. The moment I've been waiting for for so long. "Oh, everything will be fine," was the only thing I managed to get out. I slowly pulled away from her and stood up. I grabbed my boxer shorts that had landed on the floor earlier and pulled them on. "Everything okay?" she asked worried. "Yeah, I just realized I forgot Adriano wanted to see me about something important," I lied, leaning down to join our lips in a quick kiss. "See you soon, mia bella," I said, putting on a smile. "See you soon," she replied, also smiling, before she sank comfortably into bed.

I quickly left the room in only boxer shorts. I really need to go somewhere where I can think in peace. I walked down the hallway until I got to the stairs and sat on the top steps. I planted my elbows on my knees and buried my face in my hands before letting out a loud and desperate sigh. "Fuck!" I hissed.

What shall I do now? I couldn't deny anymore that I had feelings for her. Damn strong even. But we had a plan from the start. I can't betray my family. But neither can Cayetana.

Now was the time. Merda, now it was time and now my feelings stood in my way. Feelings make you weak.

I can not do this! I can't stab my family in the back. Maybe I'm just imagining these feelings. I have always been loyal to my family and I must also remember that my father will choose his successor sometime in the near future. I got up resolutely and went down the stairs.

I stopped in front of the living room door. A part of me wanted to stop me from doing this, but I had to. It was planned from the start. I couldn't back down now.

As I entered the living room, I recognized my parents, Adriano and Chiara sitting on the sofa. They looked down at me questioningly. My gaze was fixed on the coffee table. I swallowed hard. I found it so difficult.

"Thursday," I said dazedly. I took a deep breath while fucking tears welled up in my eyes. I hereby betray Cayetana. I'm going to lose her. I took a deep breath and fought back the tears that were making me look weak.

"Thursday, at the Fernández warehouse on the Brooklyn Bridge, there's going to be a massive drug sale. It's supposed to be a big thing and they'll all be there," I said, my voice firmer now.

My dad's expression changed abruptly and a victorious smile graced his lips before he got up and walked towards me. "My boy!" he said enthusiastically. "We did it! Soon we'll be rid of this gang!" he said enthusiastically. My facial expression was still monotonous. It felt like my heart had contracted. Cayetana kept buzzing around in my head.

My chest hurt so bad.

When mine and Adriano's eyes met, he looked at me questioningly. He was probably wondering why I was doing this. He was the only one who knew about my feelings.

Fuck, this wasn't planned at all!

-

Cayetana

When I opened my eyes the next morning, Domenico was no longer lying next to me. I groaned tiredly and tossed and turned in bed before sitting up. I leaned towards the bedside table, on which my phone is lying. I tapped my display twice until it lit up. 9:47 am.

Domenico will definitely be having breakfast. He always wakes up earlier. I stretched, yawning, before getting off the bed and heading for the door. Somehow I had a strange feeling. I shrugged my shoulders. It was probably just hunger.

I walked slowly and calmly down the hallway and just before I reached the stairs, I heard voices. I stopped moving and listened for the voices.

Domenico and his father.

I leaned against the wall just before the banister and listened to the two. I knew it was rude to eavesdrop, but I was curious.

"Honestly, I would have thought it would take longer. After all, you don't get someone's trust overnight. Especially not from one or a Fernández," came his father's disparaging voice.

What? are they talking about me What takes longer? And what did he mean by trust? I got very queasy. That was certainly not intended for my ears.

"I'm so proud of you, Domenico. Now we finally have what we need to destroy this gang. Then we'll be rid of Fernández once and for all," said his father. A huge lump formed in my throat. I beg your pardon? What is he talking about? What does he mean? "We can't screw up Thursday son! This is our chance. Now you don't have to pretend you care about her either."