Athena
I reached for my phone and dialed Frederick’s number, my fingers trembling with a mix of excitement and anxiety.
The images of the men I had seen with Luciano at the gala a few days ago were fresh in my mind, and I knew Frederick was the key to unlocking their identities.
As the call connected, I quickly sent him the pictures, my voice filled with urgency. “Frederick, I need you to look into these men. Find out who they are and if they have any connections to the mafia. It could be crucial in unraveling the truth about Luciano.”
There was a brief pause on the other end before Frederick responded, concern lacing his words. “Athena, how are you holding up? This investigation is dangerous, and I worry about your safety.”
I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts before replying. “I’m fine, Frederick. I’ve been cautious and discreet. Luciano has no reason to suspect me. I’ve managed to keep up the facade and gain his trust. For now, he’s completely fooled.”
There was a hint of relief in Frederick’s voice, although I could sense the underlying worry. “Have you noticed anything suspicious about Luciano? Anything that might give us a clue to his true intentions?”
I paused, pondering his question. “Not yet,” I replied, my voice filled with determination. “But I won’t let my guard down. I’m constantly observing, searching for any signs that might expose him. We can’t afford to underestimate him.”
Frederick’s voice grew softer, almost pleading. “Athena, promise me you’ll be careful. This is a dangerous game you’re playing. If Luciano suspects anything…”
I interrupted him, my voice was resolute. “I know, Frederick. I understand the risks. But we need to uncover the truth, no matter the cost. I won’t back down now. I’ll do whatever it takes to bring Luciano’s true nature to light.”
There was a moment of silence on the line, and I knew Frederick understood the determination in my words. “Alright, Athena. Just remember, I’m here for you. We’re in this together. Stay safe, and keep me updated.”
I thanked Frederick, appreciating his unwavering support, before ending the call. As I held my phone in my hand, a sense of both excitement and apprehension washed over me.
Luciano may have everyone fooled for now, but I would not rest until his true identity as the Lord of the mafia was exposed. The game was on, and I was determined to emerge victorious, no matter the sacrifices required.
As I hung up the call with Frederick, my heart raced with a mixture of adrenaline and caution. Just as I set my phone down, a knock echoed through the room, causing me to jump in surprise.
“Raven,” Luciano’s deep voice called on the other side of the door. I swear I could almost feel his presence both captivating and intimidating.
Quickly regaining my composure, I swiftly moved to hide the files of my investigation on my bed, tucking them away in a locked drawer. I couldn’t risk him discovering the truth. Not now. Not ever. With the evidence concealed, I turned my attention to my appearance, determined to maintain the facade of a loyal assistant.
A very sexy assistant.
I hurriedly slipped off my regular attire, replacing it with an alluring nightdress that clung to my curves, its silky fabric flowing down to the floor. The soft, delicate material adorned my figure, accentuating my femininity and allure.
Its neckline was low and revealed my precious twin globes and I grinned at the way I looked in the mirror. It was a calculated choice, knowing that Luciano’s eyes wouldn’t be able to resist the sight.
Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I walked towards the door, my steps graceful yet deliberate. I knew the art of seduction could be a powerful weapon, and I intended to use it to my advantage. With a final adjustment to my tousled hair and a flicker of confidence in my eyes, I opened the door to face Luciano.
There he stood, his gaze flickering over me, the intensity in his eyes unmistakable. I allowed myself a subtle smile, a mix of innocence and allure as if I had been caught off guard by his presence. “Luciano,” I greeted him, my voice laced with a hint of playfulness. “What brings you here?”
His gaze lingered on me for a moment, his expression filled with a mixture of desire and curiosity. “I couldn’t resist the temptation of seeing you,” he replied, his voice husky and filled with a barely contained hunger.
Yes please, I almost moaned. My back straightened and my nipples tightened at the sound of his voice.
I stepped aside, inviting him into my room with a subtle gesture, my eyes never leaving his. “Well, you’ve certainly succeeded,” I purred, my voice laced with a hint of seduction. “Come in.”
Luciano walked into my room and I closed the door behind him. I was acutely aware that beneath the desire, lies and secrets simmered, threatening to shatter the delicate balance we had established.
But for now, I would play my part, concealing my true intentions beneath a mask of intrigue and desire. As I locked eyes with Luciano, a shiver of anticipation ran down my spine at the predatory look in his gaze. The game continued, and I was determined to play it flawlessly, even as the stakes grew higher with each passing moment.
Luciano’s eyes wandered around the room, scanning the space with a mix of curiosity and familiarity. I stood at the door, observing the way his gaze lingered on the framed photograph of me on the bedside table, capturing a fleeting glimpse of recognition before it vanished behind a mask of indifference. It was a reminder that I had to tread carefully, for my secrets were just as vulnerable as his.
Before I could fully process his presence, Luciano turned around and swiftly closed the door behind me, trapping me between his solid frame and the cool surface.
My heart skipped a beat as the sudden proximity sent a rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins. His lips descended upon mine, igniting a fiery passion that consumed me.
At that moment, all logical thought dissipated, replaced by a whirlwind of desire and longing. His kisses were fervent, exploring every inch of my mouth with a fervor that left me breathless. The sensation of his warm breath mingling with mine sent shivers cascading down my spine.
His hands began to roam, caressing the contours of my body with an urgency that mirrored the fervent rhythm of our kisses. The touch of his fingertips against my skin ignited a fire within me, an inferno of need and want. It was a dance of pleasure and vulnerability, a silent battle for dominance and surrender.
“Ah,” he sighed breaking the kiss lightly and lifting me off the ground. His lips searched and found mine again and I couldn’t stifle the moan that spilled.
My body responded to his touch with an urgency of its own, arching against him, seeking closer contact. The world around us faded into insignificance as the raw, untamed passion between us took center stage. At that moment, nothing else mattered except the intoxicating connection we shared.
I should be worried. He was in my room, my fucking sanctuary! This was an invasion but fuck me I had never seen an invasion so welcomed.
As Luciano pulled away from our passionate kiss, his ragged breaths echoed in the space between us. His eyes, dark and intense, locked onto mine, searching for answers. I felt a mix of apprehension and desire coursing through me as he reached for the fabric of my night dress, his fingers grazing the delicate lace.
“Naughty little minx,” he whispered, pulling the fabric down to bare a nipple. It tightened further and my breathing came out choppy in anticipation. “Why did you wear this Raven? Did you plan to seduce me all along?”
His question hung in the air, heavy with implications. He had no idea how close he was to hitting home. And I was determined to keep him far from discovering why I was here.
I gave him a coy smile and reached for the belt holding his pants up.
“What if I did?” My hands drifted down to the bulge underneath and I sighed hungrily. He was such a fine specimen. I licked my lips and stared up at him innocently. “What will you do?”
We stared at each other for a full minute before he growled. “Your knees, now.”