“You think setting up a vote to get me out would work?”
“Gennaro, is that you?”
“You son of a bitch!”
“I don’t have time to listen to you cry.”
“Either you come down to your lobby, or I’ll let off some shots.”
I rose from my seat, looked out of the window, and saw a few limos downstairs.
“Got your attention now.” The phone call ended.
I marched to my desk, grabbed my gun, checked the chamber, and texted Enzo to make sure he was downstairs.
Me: Gennaro is here.
Enzo: He has about five men.
Me: I’m coming now.
Enzo: Should we empty the lobby?
I pushed the elevator button and waited for it to open.
“Mr. Calabresi, is everything all right?” my secretary asked.
“I’m fine.”
“Someone named McKayla is asking if she could come up.”
“Fuck!”
“Sir.”
I didn’t know she would come here. We had breakfast this morning with causal conversation. If Gennaro saw her, more problems would arise.
“Tell her to stay put and find Enzo.”
“Yes, sir.”
Vincenzo came out of his office and noticed me jump on the elevator.
“What’s the rush?”
“Gennaro’s here.”
“Right now?” He blocked the elevator door from closing.
“Vincenzo, I don’t have time to talk.”
“Coming with you.”
“Don’t have tell to argue with you but stay behind me.”
The doors opened, and I stalked out and scanned the reception area. I saw Gennaro in a stare off with Enzo and my men. McKayla stood with a couple, and I could more than guess they were her parents.
“What are you doing here?” I stepped in front of Enzo.
“Who’s the sexy girl who’s staring you down in the back of the head?”
“None of your business.”
“Savio,” McKayla called my name.
“That’s her.”
He started to move around me toward McKayla.
“If you want to walk out of here with both legs, you won’t take another step.”
“This the bitch you moved on with over my daughter?”
“Enzo, make sure Gennaro finds his way out.”
Enzo went to grab his arm, and he pushed him away.
“Get your filthy hands off me.”
“Make a scene, Gennaro, I dare you.”
“This won’t be over because of a fake whore!” he shouted. I punched him in the face.
“Aghhhh!” McKayla screamed.
I heard scuffling and yelling, both Greco and my men started fighting. I went to grip him by the shirt when he pulled out a gun.
“Fuck you, Savio.”
“Pull the trigger.”
His breathing increased.
“Do it. Show me how much of a man you are.”
“You disrespect me and my family.”
“Get out of my building.”
Gennaro’s eyes moved toward McKayla, and he turned the gun toward her.
“Maybe I’ll save everyone by taking out the problem. I think Maurizio would like to know what you’ve been up to.”
“Your only lifeline is the other families, and they’ve already voted you out.”
“I’m a made man and elder.”
“You’re nothing to me but an old man waiting to pasture.”
Gennaro dropped the gun, put it in his holster, and walked away with my men following him. I explained to Enzo to make sure they left and to double check all sides of the building. Vincenzo stood with McKayla and her parents near the building security guards.
“What are you doing up here, McKayla?”
“Your eye looks like it’s swelling.” She reached to touch my face, but I moved out of her hold. She looked embarrassed, but I didn’t have a minute to comfort her with everything that just went on.
“Is this the man you’re planning to marry?” her dad said.
“Dad, Mom, this is Savio.”
“I’ll let you handle this. Call me later,” Vincenzo told me.
“He’s a thug, McKayla. You’re not marrying him,” her mom spat.
Her mouth opened, then closed.
“With all due respect, Mr. and Mrs. Stanton, McKayla is a grown woman.”
Her father stepped in my face.
“I’m her father. If you think we’re okay with our daughter getting mixed up with you, then you’re more delusional than ever.”
“McKayla knows me better than anyone, and I can protect her.”
“Are you pregnant, McKayla? Is that why you’re in a rush?” McKayla’s mom held both of her hands.
“I told you on the phone that it’s complicated, but I trust Savio.”
“You don’t even know him.”
“I know enough, and over time, we’ve gotten to know each other very well,” McKayla explained.
“Over our dead bodies. If you have any sense, you’ll run and stay away from him.”
“McKayla, if you go through with this, understand you’re no longer a part of our family,” her father remarked. He reached for his wife’s hand, and they left.
Several hours later, I finished checking in with my staff to make sure Gennaro didn’t cause any more damage. I met with a few people from Vincenzo’s team for the construction company set for the mall strip and talked with Tommaso about the casting vote for Gennaro. I slid my key in the condo door and saw McKayla sitting on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, and watching an old black-and-white movie. I tossed the keys on the night table, removed my jacket, and sat on the opposite end of the couch.
“What’s your favorite color?”
“What?” she asked.
“What’s your favorite color?”
“Pink, why?”
“What’s your favorite snack that you could eat anytime of the day?”
“I don’t know, chocolate probably.”
“Do you come from oral or penetration?”
Her eyes gazed at me.
“Are you trying to get to know me?”
“I know you felt some type of way, with your parents wanting to disown you.”
“I tried calling them all day after they left.”
“You want me to have Enzo bring them over?”
“Please no, you’ve done enough damage.”
“You know why they call me the beast?”
“No, but I see you’re going to tell me anyway.”
“McKayla, your attitude can get adjusted, princess.”
McKayla rolled her eyes, and something about her defying my orders ticked me off and turned me on at the same time. I reached for the remote out of her hand and turned the movie off.
“Why’d you turn it off?”
I reached over and snatched her up to lay flat on the couch under me. She automatically opened her legs to allow me in control.
“I can feel the heat between your legs.”
“I don’t know who you think I am.”
“You’re my bitch.”
McKayla’s face turned sour, and she extended a hand to smack me. I caught it and pushed it over her head, causing her shirt to rise and show off her little shorts and thin t-shirt.
“Move before I scream.”
“I think you like to be under me. You have a dominant and submissive side about you.”
She turned her head and nuzzled my face in her neck. I licked down her neck, and she moaned that sexiest noise.
“Savio…”
“What do you want, McKayla?” I sucked on the back of her ear, lingering back down her cheek. I tweaked her nipple and watched her eyes strain to stay closed.
“You want me to stop?”
“Fuck.”
“You want me to stop McKayla, just tell me to stop.”
I gripped her chin.
“Look at me, McKayla.”
“I… I… can’t.”
“Would you like me to stop pleasing you?” I rubbed her bottom lip, stuck my finger inside, and watched her slowly suck my index finger, staring back at me.
“Good girl. You like that?”
She nodded and desperately, I wanted to eat her pussy and hear her cries. Whenever I was with a woman, it was always about my pleasure, but something in this woman called out the beast in me. I eased my finger out and sucked her tongue in my mouth. Releasing her arms, she then wrapped them around my neck, pulled me into her chest, and we humped each other like teenagers.
“I want you to fuck me.”
“Where do you want me to start, princess?”
“I want you eat my pussy.”
“I’ll do more than that.”
I moved off her and lifted her up in my arms, bridal style.
“Where are we going?”
“Your room.”
“What about your room?”
“Yours is closer.”
The process of calculating how long I could last while eating her pussy and before my dick could taste her was waning thin. When I got to her bedroom and placed her on the bed, she removed the t-shirt and shorts—she wasn’t wearing underwear.
“Have you been naked under these clothes all night?”
“Yes…” She tried to unbuckle my pants.
“Did my men see you?”
“Savio.”
“I asked a question, McKayla.”
I smacked her on the ass.
“No.” She rubbed the sting away.
“Let me rub the sting away.”
“How are you going to do that?”
“With my tongue.”
I removed my shirt and shoes, then unbuckled and slid my pants down to the floor, just leaving my boxers on. I placed both hands on her face and bent down to suck on her bottom lip, curling my tongue with hers.
“Savio…” she moaned in my mouth.
My hands rubbed her shoulders, down her back to grip her ass, closing the space between us. Her full melon breasts aroused my dick to grow harder.
“I’m going to have so much fun fucking you.”
“Prove it.”
I dared her with my eyes at the challenge.
“You want the beast to come out?”
“I want to know what it feels like to see you let your guard down.”
“McKayla.”
She covered my mouth with her palm.
“No love, just arrangement.”
For her to say it aloud, in a panic, I felt a tightening of the chest to be selfish and not let her see how she was affecting me and letting my guard down. Already, I had her at my home. I even wanted her to be liked by my brothers, the most important people in my life.
“As long as we have an understanding.”
I nudged her on her back and hovered over her chest, trailing kisses down her stomach without touching her breasts. I nibbled, sucked, and bit slowly. She gripped the sheets, raising her hands on the back of my head.