Chapter 6

What the hellam I going to do?

I don"t know why I pushed so hard for her to be my girlfriend. I guess it"d be better when it comes to keeping tabs on her. If I don"t have to worry about someone coming over and taking her out, that means I don"t need to worry about running better security like I should have done for that asshat Matteo.

We spent the remainder of the day just watching TV. Neither of us really delving into the fact that the other is now the significant other. I didn"t have a problem with it. I mean, I"ve spent countless hours in the bathroom before my college years jerking off to images of her. Mel is sexy as sin. Fiery and determined mixed in with the homely girl next door vibe.

Once it"s late enough at night, she falls asleep in my arms on the couch like she usually does, but this time, instead of ducking out, I stay right where I am until my arm starts to get numb. It feels nice not to have to disguise that I like to hold her. Once she starts to move around like she"s getting uncomfortable, I pick her up to lay her in her bed.

She must still be tired after everything that went down last night. I bring her in to lay her down, but instead of rolling over like she usually would, she reaches up and wraps her arms around my neck to keep me from pulling away.

"You don"t really want to be with me. You just don"t want me to be with anyone else." She whispers in her sleepy, sexy voice.

"What are you going on about now, Rabbit. If I didn"t want to be with you, I wouldn"t have offered to be with you," I whisper to her and run my hand through her hair.

"Yeah, then prove it. Prove to me, you want to be with me, and I"ll let it go." She cocks one eyebrow, and I feel like she just dared me to show her my penis. She used to do weird crap like this when we were kids. Dare me to record a sexual experience, so she could hear it. She dared me to suck her nipples. She dared me to kiss her. I know what she likes because I"m the one who introduced her to things that were sexual. It"s like I"ve been training her to be with me since day one.

"You want proof, Rabbit. Fine." I settle myself on the bed with her, causing her to gasp in surprise. I don"t know what she"s so surprised about. I"m always up for a dare. I seal my mouth over hers and let all the years of frustration and stifled need come flowing out into my lips. It"s like I"ve been walking around with a caged beast in my chest, and the minute I gave up control and let her be mine, it was rearing to get out. I rock hard against her, and she has to open her legs wide to give me space.

"Oh, my…mmm, Xander, wait." She moans.

"No, I don"t think so. You want proof. That"s what you asked for, so that"s what I"ll give you." I push her head all the way to the side, letting the veins in her neck press up against the skin. I lick from her collarbone up her neck, causing her legs to go stiff under me for a second as she whines out in pleasure.

"You feel that hard cock, Mel, that"s for you. All I"d have to do is rip these cute little pajamas off that wet pussy and dive right in. I want that. I want it so fucking bad."

"Do it." She says on a whisper, and I have to grab hold of her hair with my free hand before I do just that. "Oh, you"re eager, aren"t you? Is that why you agreed to be with me, Mel? Because you knew I"d fuck you? Are you that horny you"d just give yourself to me?"

"No, I trust all of you, that"s why I"d give myself to you." She answers right away, and it"s like a shot of ice right through my body.

She trusts me. How much would she trust me when she finds out I"m not who she thinks I am.

I shake the horrible feelings away and focus on the job at hand. Making her believe that I"m completely interested in being with her for the reasons only a junior in college would be interested in a girl. My cock stays hard because I"m in between Mel"s legs, but every second I"m kissing and groping her feels worse than the last.

I kiss her hard until my phone goes off in the next room. Talk about being saved by the bell.

"You don"t have to answer." She says, trying to pull me back down.

"And we don"t have to do everything on the first night; I don"t intend to let you go anytime soon." I slide myself off the bed and adjust my hard cock in my pants. "Now, why don"t you be my good girl and go to sleep. You have that econ exam tomorrow."

She groans and slams her head back on the pillow. Apparently, she must have forgotten.

"Damn it. You"re right. I haven"t even opened my econ book. I need a serious study session first thing in the morning. You"ll help me?" She pulls the covers up to her chin, cuddling herself into the bed.

"Of course, I will, how do you think I"m going to pass that test. I don"t know what I"m doing if you don"t help me." I joke.

"I bet Lisa"s not going to be happy you didn"t call." She looks down at her fingers clutching the bedsheets.

"Fuck Lisa." I wave her off.

"Actually, if you"re serious about us, I"m going to need you not to do that, or anyone. I"m not going to go through with us trying to see if something between us will work if you"re going to be an absolute ass and fuck everything that walks. Either you"re with me or you"re with them." She says, leaning up in bed a bit like she"s trying to put her foot down.

"Why the hell would I want to have sex with those Taco Bell ground beef pussies when I got the crème de la crème, wagyu, gold-dusted first class-"

"Enough, I got it; I"m not just some piece of meat, you know." She laughs at me and turns over in bed.

I laugh with her for a second. When I walk out of the room, I let go of all humor.

I rush over to my phone and see the one phrase I didn"t want to see on the screen.

"Babbo is here to see you."

Fuck.

* * *

Trying to sneak out while Mel is asleep is a lot harder than it seems.

I haven"t had a meeting with my father in months, and anytime we do it"s mostly to discuss yearly updates. For him to request my presence nearly four months before the time means something has come to his attention he feels needs to be addressed today.

I make my way down to thirty-ninth street and eighth avenue. My father has a small business right in the center of the garment district. It"s strange watching my father sample some of the finest silks imported. For a man that could get someone killed with just a look, he knew exactly what kind of silk went best for a suit.

"Alexandre, come sit, boy." He says without looking up from the two fabric pieces in his hand.

I walk over to a chair and move the reams of silk, so I can take a seat. I don"t rush him, just wait for my turn to get his attention. Once he finishes with the fabric, he places them down on a separate chair and trains his eyes on me.

He sits on the edge of his large mahogany desk and clasps his hands on his lap.

"Is there something you"d like to tell me?"

"No, Babbo." I answer quickly and faster than I can react. He flicks his hand and back slaps me across the face.

"Don"t you lie to me, boy."

I want to tell him I"m not lying, but I know it"ll just make things worse.

"Why is it I"m hearing about the Di Cesaro family finding the lost heir? I know that"s not true because she"s under your supervision which includes making sure no one of importance fucking sees her, so what is the contract about?" He leans forward.

"They didn"t find her, but they may know where she might be. They don"t have a definite location. Anyone that"d have a visual ID is dead, and I made sure she won"t be going out on her own any longer." I rush to tell him.

"How exactly did you do that?"

"I claimed her as my own. I can keep a better eye on her this way. Make sure she isn"t in the Di Cesaro"s crosshairs."

His eyebrows jump up this forehead, "You claimed her as your own? Is that so? I don"t remember giving you permission to do anything like that."

"I saw no other options. Unless you want me to divulge the real reason I"ve been hanging around with her for the past decade. When we were younger, it was easier, but now that she"s grown, I can"t keep her from living her life. I"m not her fucking captor, you told me you wanted me to be her best friend." I feel myself getting angry, but I need to keep my emotions in check, he may be my father, but I"ve seen him use the blood of our enemies to dye silk sheets for their widows.

"Indeed, I did, but somehow you thought that meant it would transfer over into being her lover. I"m fine with the arrangement, son. Just know it"s a fine line you"re treading on. We wouldn"t want you to get too close to this girl and start an entire war over her now, would we?"

"I"m not too close to her. I"m going to keep her away from the Di Cesaro"s and make sure no one messes with her, like I"ve been told. Once I finish with this assignment, maybe you will talk to me about having a seat at the table." I raise my eyes to his, not wanting to back down. If he sees just how important this is to me, he might withhold it further.

"We will discuss it as I promised, just make sure you keep that girl under control."

I nod my head once and stand to kiss him bye on both cheeks.

"You look good, son. Strong."

"I"m a Bianucci, Babbo. They don"t make us any other way."

To that, he smiles with pride before he dismisses me.

I only have to make sure he doesn"t find out Mel may be the only thing that can make me weak.