Violent Little Thing (Lily and Luciano) novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

Nico

It’s late by the time I finally slip out of the bed where my two lovers sleep. I watch for a little while as they hold each other. The way one would move and the other would gravitate towards them. Is this what a peaceful life looks like? I head down to my office, stopping by the kitchen for a cup of coffee because I know this will be a long night. I need to find Pedro and eliminate the threat to Isla. She deserves his head on a silver platter, and I think I might just gift her exactly that. By the time the early morning sun rises I have a number of leads, but the most promising one would be a purchase made to a private jet company. Something that couldn’t be made in cash which is obviously how he’s been flying under the radar lately. Mason and Isla will have more schoolwork to do today, which will give me plenty of time to slip out and chase this without them needing to worry themselves about it. I quickly head upstairs, taking a shower and leaving a note for them before grabbing another cup of coffee and heading out with a few of my guys.

Isla

I roll my shoulders for the third time in a row, suppressing a yawn that threatens to invade me as Mason, and I work through the motions of finishing more schoolwork. Nico has been gone all morning to only God knows where with his only instructions left being “Get some schoolwork done. I’ll be back by dinner time.” I’m tired, and bored, I need something, literally anything to distract myself from passing out but of course, Mason refuses to leave the house without Nico’s permission.

“We should hit the gym for a bit. It’s been ages.” I throw a crumpled–up ball of paper at Mason’s head, hitting him between the eyes. He shakes his head, rubbing the spot before dropping his pen he

was chewing on.

“Alright, yeah.”

“Really?!”

“I said we couldn’t leave the house. I didn’t say we had to suffer. We’ll work out, then have lunch,

then we can study more.”

“Or, maybe, hear me out here. We could train, eat lunch and fuck.” I wink at him getting up to find

some gear to work out in.

I hear him groan before I turn around to see him standing behind me, his erection tenting his grey

tracksuit pants as he stares hungrily at me.

“Or, maybe we could do the latter first?” I giggle and squeal as he takes two giant steps towards me, wrapping his arms around my waist before throwing me back down onto the bed. His clear show of dominance shocking me from saying anything as he nips my ear lobe and kisses down my neck.

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Let me make love to you, Isla. No games, no role play, just me and you. His hand slides down my Hip and skates across the line of my pants.

Okay I whisper as he leans back on his knees and pulls off my pants and then his own. I sit up slightly to remove my shirt, and he latches onto one of my breasts with his mouth. With one hand supporting himself over me on the bed, the other finds its way inside me. It doesn’t take long for me to get wel enough for him to slide himself into me. Kissing me passionately and running his hands along every inch of my skin as he praises me between his moans. Mason makes love to me like I’m the only thing tethering him to this world. His body saying things that words simply cannot.

After a quick shower and some lunch, because apparently, we’re doing everything backwards today, we train for a few hours. The familiar strain in my muscles is a welcome feeling. Mason reluctantly gets into the makeshift ring with me, and I may not be as good as my mother but I’ve learnt enough from her to be able to get my hulking mass of muscles man to submit more than once before he calls a truce, waving his imaginary white flag in defeat as he lays on his back. By dinner time, Nico has joined us, looking tired and lost in thought. When I ask him about his day he deflects and asks about our school work. Apparently, he’s very interested in the world of medicine…

The next few days are like this. Nico leaves early, Mason and I train, study, eat, fuck, wait for Nico to get home, where he avoids all questions about what he has been up to before we fuck and sleep and do it again. By the fifth day I’ve had enough of it. I wait until I hear Nico slip out the door to sneak out of the bed myself, leaving Mason still asleep. I listen for the sound of cars down the gravel driveway before I go into Nico’s office and power up his computer. A quick call to my ‘Uncle‘ Matteo has me full access before you could even say “gotcha”.

“You owe me one.” He grumbles, still half asleep on the phone.

“Yeah yeah, I know. One free babysitting night for you and Aunt Susie, got it. Thanks!”

“I’ll be cashing in soon!” I hang up quickly. I know my chosen Aunt and Uncle have been struggling lately with the birth of their third son. They had to adopt because of some complications with Aunt Susie, but the process took so long that they’re now late forties with two toddlers and a newborn. Back to the task at hand. I open up a thread of emails that were sent and received in the early morning. I have to read for a while to figure out what I am looking at and when I do, the rage that takes over me is suffocating. This prick is looking for Pedro, without me?

I pick up my phone to make another call.

“Hey baby! What are you doing up so early?” My mother’s sweet voice fills my ears.

“Are you alone?”

I hear some shuffling and then a door closing.

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