Violent Little Thing (Lily and Luciano) novel Chapter 155

Chapter 155

Nico

I didn’t exactly lie to them. I do have to work, and I did need to organize some things for the Donatello family, but what was a really pressing issue was the Mexicans. They’d had a bee in their bonnet ever since I decided not to do drug trades with them anymore. It wasn’t a huge loss for me, not with the new deal with the Donatellos. Id decided for Isla’s best interest to back off from the drugs, not completely but enough that I didn’t need to be running a packing warehouse in my basement. It was all much too close for Isla being a recovering addict. Instead, I would get pre packaged shipments from her Father and it would be moved straight to the streets from a small. warehouse I owned in town. The guns deal with them would more than recover my losses from that and thus rendering the Mexicans useless to me. I needed to meet with them today so I could figure out if they were the reason many of my business fronts had been hit lately. I decided to invite Luciano, Luca and Tony to come with me today as a lot of their places were hit as well. A two birds one stone sort of deal, plus if it is them, then our new alliance will come in handy to sort this problem out asap. We settled on a strip club of Luciano’s as our meeting point, Satisfy. A well–known joint with great security, the Mexicans would be fucking stupid to do anything here.

Luciano

“Nico, welcome. Thank you for coming.”

“Thank you for hosting.”

Isla

The spa day was totally the best idea ever. After all the extra curricular activities that went on last night and then this morning, well my body definitely needed this. Mason and I started in the sauna, then we moved onto the float room, which by the way was super cool. Although Mason protested the entire time until I told him to shut up or he’d be punished later. I think he only shut up because he likes being a good boy for me. We were instructed to take a shower afterwards and then to get dressed in these big fluffy robes they gave us to go into the massage room. The room is sensual with candles and calming aromas with light music playing and two beds sitting in the middle of the room. Two workers stand to the side, a small and dainty female and a large burley bloke. They must be under the assumption that Mason needs a rougher massage than I do because the big bloke moves, to his table holding a towel for him, instructing him to strip.

“No.” Mason looks at me with an irritated voice. “This is too much. I’m all for Nico touching me, but this guy? Nope. Not doing it. Get your massage and I’ll be outside.” He gives me a kiss, despite my pouting and leaves the room.

“Mam?” The women stands near one bed, prompting me to lay down. I shrug my shoulders and get onto the table. She uses some oil and needs at the muscles in my back, moving towards my shoulders and neck, it’s lovely, until it’s not. Like a little ninja she’s mounted my back and has her

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dainty little fingers around my neck, pulling backwards and she attempts to strangle me. Big mistake. I fling myself to the side, rolling off the bed, pulling her with me and slamming into her hont as her back hits the ground. I hear the hair leave her lungs but before I can react that big fucker is on top of me with his hands now firmly around my neck. Mother fucker. My knee finds his balls and when he flinches at them being shoved up into his stomach I punch him in the throat. He falls forward slightly but doesn’t remove his hands, my oxygen teetering on low. The girl underneath me grabs my arms, holding them to my sides and 1 smash the back on my head into her face, once, twice, three times and she falls limp. I focus on this big buffoon who’s made the mistake of putting his face.

arm’s length. I reach up and hook two fingers into each of his eyes and pluck them from his skull. He rears backwards, clutching his bleeding face and I use that to pounce up in all my naked glory, grabbing a hot rock from the nearby table and smashing it over his temple where he falls to the floor. I strut over to the door and walk out, down the hallway and to the reception area where Mason sits reading a magazine with his earphones in. When he catches sight of me he’s on his feet and completely in shock before his instincts kick in.

Luciano

“Please excuse me for a moment, gentlemen. My daughter is calling.”

I eye Miguel from across the table and note that he has no change in expression, meanwhile Nico seems agitated and curious but doesn’t make a move to question me, not yet anyway.

“Princess?”

“Don. It’s Mason.”

“Mason, why do you have my daughters‘ phone? Where’s Isla?”

“I have your daughter’s phone because she smashed mine when I said I wanted to call you to let you

know what was happening.”

“What is happening?”

“Isla’s just been attacked at a Spa by two Mexican’s. I’m sending you the location now.”

My phone pings with an incoming message.

“Are they alive?”

“One is. The other is bleeding out from his empty eye sockets.”

“Empty…eye sockets?”

“Courtesy of the Princess.”

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