Chapter 6

Salvatore

I touched the side of the bed only to realise that it was cold. My eyes fluttered open with shock. Knowing her, she might be thinking of running away. I shot out of bed in an instance, ready to race downstairs when I hear

The sound of water in the bathroom.

I sighed and rested back on the bed. Last night was dramatic enough. I don't want any more of it this morning. The shower went off after a while. I knew she'd be out in a matter of time, so I pretended to be asleep. Minutes later she came out and shut the door after her and tiptoed towards the walk in closet.

She looked back again, probably to check and made sure I was still sleeping. She was about to remove her towel when she stopped and turned her back to me. I wanted to keep mute and watch as she got dressed but I blurted out what was in my mind before I could stop myself

"Why did you stop?" She jerked backwards in surprise

"I knew it. You are a pervert!" She said and tightened the towel at the front. I chuckled with amusement as I sat upright. It wasn't even up to twenty four hours that I met her, yet she wouldn't stop taking me by surprise. After what happened in the early hours of this morning, I thought she'd be afraid of the house and my brothers, especially me. However, she was still acting mighty and unperturbed by anything.

She rolled her eyes and hissed, making me standing from my position. It was still early and I don't mind starting the day with something refreshing like her. I bought her , so I might as well use her for the sole purpose of what I bought her for.

Pleasure.

"Don't move any closer to me," she warned. She folded her hand across her chest. This made the plump bossom pushed up a bit. It was a ravishing sight and I wanted nothing but to lick that part with my tongue.

Even as I got closer, she didn't flinch a bit at the proximity between us. She remained still and steady but I knew better. Her breathings were uneven. I could feel her nervousness betraying the sturdy expression she wore.

Oh, Red. I'm going to enjoy all of your body. I'll make you beg. Just you wait.

I finally got to her and tucked her damp hair behind her ears. I made sure to graze my fingers on her skin as I did this. It was my signature move.

"There's no need to act up, Red". I said and began to play with her hair. Still, she resisted the tension and held her head high. I released her hair and swept my fingers across the top of her breast which was exposed a bit.

"Don't touch me," she seethed.

"Or what?" I asked as I looked deeply in her eyes. They were red, matching the fiery red colour of her hair. Her eyes were scornful and full of hatred but I didn't mind. The only thing on my mind was to see what lies behind the towel.

"Drop your hands," I commanded, but she shook her head, refusing to follow my command.

"Don't make me force you, Red," I warned.

"I won't do anything I don't want to do. Stop treating me like you own me," she said,

"But I do own you. You cost a lot more than any merchandise I've ever bought. You have to make it worthwhile."

"What sort of man buys a human and refers to her as a merchandise? A weakling," she said, replying to herself. "That's what you are, you pride yourself with taunting the powerless. You are nothing but a funk, a big fucking baby!"

Her words stung me deeply but I quickly masked my emotions. She was merely trying to play with me and get me angry. But I won't let her spoil the fun, at least till she realises that I'm no joke.

"I love your guts and You should be glad that I don't like meek women. I want them spirited, just like you." Before she could process what I wanted to do, I grabbed her hands and wrenched the sides of the towel from her palms.

I clipped her hands in mine and held it in place on the door of the closet. I brought my other hand up and played with her cheeks. At this point, she was getting squeaky and trying to wriggle out her hand.

"You can't go unless I let you go, so calm down," I said huskily. My hands found the edge of the side of the towel which was tucked underneath her armpit. I was about to tug at it when she spoke.

"Salvatore," she said, calling me my name as opposed to the insulting words she's been throwing around.

"Please, don't do it," she pleaded but I was already anticipating too much to accept. Since I saw what was underneath under that light, and when she grinded her butt against my cock, I've wanted nothing but to see her without clothes. Now that I am seconds away from getting what I want, nothing can stop me.

"It's already late", I said as I finally removed the towel from her body.

Fuck.

Her tits were bigger than I had thought and her nipples were big and taut. The cool breeze coming from the window hit her skin. Goosebumps showed on her skin immediately and made her nipples tightened more. With care, my index and middle finger held her left nipples and caressed them.

"Stop touching me," she said, biting her lips with force. I saw traces of blood on her lips as she finally released them.

"Don't tell me what to do." I said, growling like a beast with want. My cock was already hard and throbbing. I pressed my lower part against her, grinding into her. Unable to stop myself, I squeezed her left breast and kissed the sides of her cheeks.

"Why?" I asked.

"Why what?" She queried.

"Why were you at Arena Glitz last night? Who traded you up like a piece of shit? Was it your parents?" I asked. The last question triggered some sort of energy from her, catching me unaware. She pushed me away and grabbed the towel laying on the floor. She rushed towards the entrance of the bathroom and shut the door with a bang.

"I won't tell you anything. Do your worst!" she screamed. She got inside and shut the door with a bang.

Crap! I had been too carried away by her presence and tits. I cleared my voice and walked to the table beside my phone. I had to get the info on her like Stefano requested or I'll have to say goodbye to Red. Even though I acted all pompous, I knew I'd have to dump her if Stefano insisted but I don't want that. She seems like an interesting girl. Plus, it's been long since I found someone who ticked all I had on my list.

I picked my phone from the drawers,ready to find the answers that I needed. If she wouldn't give them to me, then I'll find them out.

"Amir," I said immediately as he picked the call. "I have a job for you. I want you to get me the info before the sun sets and you have to be as discreet as possible."

"Aye, Captain."

Chapter 7

Stefano

"Logan, could you try that frequency again? " I said to the man turning the transmitting radio. The lines were unstable as he turned it. I waited with hope as he did it again. He stopped at a frequency but I shook my head. It wasn't the one I wanted, the voice didn't sound like what I wanted to hear. He tuned it again for a while but to no avail. The network jammed into several radio stations and he stopped.

"What exactly are you hoping to hear?" He asked but I said nothing. He could sense my apprehension and so he began searching again. It was better for him to not question my instructions.

"Ready in 0300 hours...will take about an hour" came in a voice. Logan raised up his hands to make another round of turning but I stopped him. It was the voice of Arseni. The very one I've been waiting for.

For a while, he's been trying to stretch his wings in the water of Italy but I've tried to prevent him. Although he's young, he's a veteran in all that has to do with drugs and arm dealing. After trying to stop him from expanding his territory, I decided to let him be. If he wasn't going to accept that the Niccolians don't beg fro their cuts, we'll make sure to show him how things were done.

Intels had shown that he communicates over radio frequency as opposed to phone call. Therefore, I got ready for him. For months, I've made sure Logan listens to information being transmitted all across the world. The technology which made this easier was one that was quite difficult to get but I got it anyways. That's one of the benefits of being a Niccolo.

"Dock 13" the voice cackled over the radio again. "Merchandise includes dynamite, Aks and RPGs. Also, a box of multi-purpose containers."

Bingo! Arseni, that bastard. Didn't they say the food of revenge is best served cold? If he won't listen to me, then I'd deal with him. Since he has denied us our respect, now it's time to deny him his entire ship.

I rang Vittorio on the land phone in my desk. At the send ring , he picked. From the noises at the background I could tell he was at work. Only God knows the reason why he does the boring job. The meager amount he earns is nothing compared to his spendings in a week. But I can't prevent him anyways. So far he's efficient in both his cover up and the mafia business, I have no problem with it.

"I got Arseni on the radio. He couldn't have pulled this alone without Massimo's input. They have a deal coming over tonight and we have to be ready. Tell Salvatore to get ready to do his thing.

"Should I wear my favourite shirt?" He said playfully.

"No please, I can't guarantee this won't end in a bloodbath."

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The air around the dock was thick with stench, oil and water. Not only was the night dark but the air surrounding us also. Arseni's men had changed plans at the last minute but we were able to get the info on time. Salvatore had hacked into Arseni's satellite.

Yeah, I know it's difficult to believe that he could do something like that but he can. Getting into people's deepest secrets has always been his thing. So, when he showed interest in hacking, we all supported him. I'm glad we did because those skills come in handy on several occasions.

One of my men looked into the telescope in his hand from afar. We waited for him to do the ground checking and get back to us.

"There are more than a dozen of them," he reported. Vittorio had made sure to show up with two dozen men in the SUVs. It was going to be nothing to handle them all.

"By my count, each of you can take down one of them and we'll be good. Do not forget how important this is. These men want to take over our territory. We have to show them that we are no piece of shit. We won't allow anyone to encroach onto our land. The mission his simple. We take them down and take whatever we see there because they belong to us." Vittorio finished. By the grunts from the men . I could tell that their morales were up in the sky. Vittorio has always been the one with many words, so we left things like that to him.

Quietly and with precision, my men surrounded the dick heads from all sides. As I thought , I could see a couple of Massimo's men too. Arseni's men weren't expecting any surprises, so our appearance took them unaware. By the time they realized what had hit them, the odds were already against them. My men not only had guns, they were equipped with sharp blades of different sizes. Blades so sharp that I'd cut through any skin, no matter how thick.

The atmosphere became filled with gunshots and shouts from every corner of the dock. After a while, the shouting died down.

"That was easy," Sal said and I smirked. The three of us got out of the car. Salvatore led the way and we trudged to the scene. While Vittorio and I checked out the surrounding to be sure that we were safe, Salvatore and the rest of the men checked the boxes in the containers.

The men screamed with excitement as they saw the boxes and what it contained. One of them signalled to the driver in a container that has the Niccolo logo on it to drive over. The driver got to us and they began work in earnest.

The last of the box had gotten stacked when Vittorio took a walk beyond the dock.

"Time to go, Sal. We don't want to get caught," I said but I saw him standing transfixed on the spot. He took terrifying steps backwards, causing me and Vittorio to gaze at each other. We ran towards him and stopped on our tracks too when we saw what had him petrified.

This was the box of multi-purpose he was referring to earlier? Who in their right senses calls humans that? It had sounded unimportant but it was a way of coding it.

In dock 99 sat hundreds of children. Their mouth were sealed and they looked malnourished and tired. My heart lurched with emotions as I saw them. Human trafficking was something I had vowed to never do. Before us, our ancestors did it but we had promised one another to remove it from our mode of operation.It felt wrong to deny young children the joy of growing up with their family members and love ones.

Wait until I get hold of Arseni!

Salvatore and the rest of the men began to help the kids down and remove the tape on their mouth. Vittorio on the other hand made call to a NGO from where he worked. Apparently, he feared that calling the government ministry might pose bigger problem because some of them work cordially with Arseni.

"Are you going to sell us too?" One of the children said as I walked past him

"No, kiddo. I'm going to get you back home."

Chapter 8

Salvatore

The backyard of our home buzzed with excitement as we all rejoiced on the success of the operation. Every corner had men pouring whisky into their glasses and drinking it. Others drank beer directly from the bottle while some others recounted the event. Our storage house is full of armed supplies that'd fetch us cool money. We were also able to save hundreds of kids from being sold into slavery.

Even though I seldom get astonished by things, I was dumbfounded when I saw those kids. Although I enjoyed the privilege of lifes as a child, I hate to see kids maltreated and even worse, sold off.

The outside world is cold enough and kids like that shouldn't face such at that early stage of their lives.

I was sure that Arseni would have gotten the message loud and clear. We don't cut corners in our territory, nor do we allow any form of child trafficking.Both him and Massimo would be out for our blood very soon.

Although the air within us was full of victory, I had plenty on my mind.

Ziyana

The whole of me was twitching to see her and play with her. It's been hours since I last saw her. I couldn't wait to touch her and hold her fiery red hair.

I smirked as I remembered the fire in her eyes every time I do something she doesn't want. The sight was a beauty to behold. Every time that happens, I think of a hundred and one ways to get her to yield and give in to whatever I wanted.

I shifted a bit closer to my brothers where they sat and cleared my throat to get their attention

"Since we are all in the celebratory mood. I think now is the time to present this." I began

Oh please, I don't want to hear any of your impulsive cravings and wants. The night has been rough already, don't add drama to it. Tonight is for basking in our victory.

"I can guarantee you that you'll love this. It's about the plaything I bought."

"I told you I don't want to hear or see her until she's cleared." Stefano chipped in.

"That's why I requested Amir's help and as always, he delivered." I said as I produced a file from where I had kept it. I slipped it on Vittorio's laps gently. As expected, he took it as if it was delicate and opened it. He took out the papers in the envelope and perused it.

He hadn't read up to two lines when the lines on his head creased with worry.

"Casimiro?" He said with surprise. "The name rings a bell, don't you think?" He asked us both.

"I'm sure they're more than a million Casimiro in the world. You don't need to think too much of it. Anyways, you'll notice that...."

"Wait, could she be Dario's daughter?" Vittorio asked, cutting me off.

"Dario as in the one we used to know?" I asked. I took a closer look at the papers in his hands and then I saw it. Dario Casimiro in Sicily. My goodness, what a small world! Dario used to work under us but he got entangled in drinking and gambling, so we laid him off. After that, we got news that he became independent and created a fearless gangster. Surprisingly, he still paid his homage, so we let him be. None of knew he had died and I didn't even bother to check things out well.

"If she's Dario's daughter, that changes everything. I say we adopt her as our sister and take care of her." Stefano burst out.

"You can't be serious, Stefano." Vittorio said.

"I am. She's an orphan , yeah? She was sold by her own blood. She's practically a lone wolf, taking her in would be a service to humanity." He added.

"Take her in, yes. But as our sister? No. Have you seen her? I asked, rolling my eyes. "There's no way I'd take her in as my sister after things I've done to her" I declare

"Things like?" Vittorio asked, smirking.

"You don't want to know bro." I said, rubbing my jaw in deep thought. Hours ago, I was saving a bunch of kids like a hero, and now I'm torn about my decision to keep her captive. Isn't that a reverse of what I did hours ago?

"I'm with Sal on this. I haven't stopped thinking about her tits since I saw them at Arena. Besides, we could make her useful for us in several other ways." Vittorio said with all seriousness.

"Such as?" Stefano asked, not convinced.

"We could make her our slave. We've been combing for one for a long time" I said.

"I bet that won't be easy. I'm sure you see how she's been difficult to tame. She's Dario's daughter afterall."

"We've never found it difficult to tame anyone and she won't be any different. The only thing I want is to fuck her bad and after how far I've gone with her, I want more, not some philanthropist shit""

"Me too, I'd love to explore many things with her, so I don't think I'll have your back on this Stef."

"What happens when she finds out that her father used to be one of us?" Stefano queried. "It would break her"

"And who's going to tell her that, you ? Because I'm damn sure it can't be me," I said in a raised tone. I was already getting angry. I bought and brought her to the house, I won't have him change the plans I have for her.

"You think she's going to just fall into the position you want her to? Have you seen how stubborn she is. Plus, she's a kid. Viola was old enough to decide for herself, but this one? I'm sure she's still mourning from losing her father and being betrayed by her blood" Stefano argued.

"What are you now? A freedom fighter? I don't need her confirmation to do anything, I bought her,so technically, I own her." I stated with authority.

"Hey,hey. You both should relax. There's no point in getting under each other's skin. Stefano's point is valid but like Sal said, we don't have to tell her anything. We'll take care of her like you want but not as our sister. You can't tell me you felt nothing when you saw her. She is fire man, it's like she lit the room with her personality, drawing us all together. She'll make a good Sub and if she proves difficult,we'll teach her one or two." Vittorio explained, l

It took Stefano a lot of time to say anything after Vittorio spoke. Maybe because he is a lecturer, he has a more understanding and calculative way of speaking that compels you to listen to him. Stefano, fixed me a long stare that I returned back without backing down. He looked from me to Vittorio a couple of times before surrender.

"Fine," he surrendered finally. "We'll take her as our Sub but not forcefully. You'll speak to her about it, possibly find something to hold her down because I'm damn sure she'll put up a fight."

"You won't be there?" Vittorio asked

"I will, I'd love to see her spirited personality" Stefano said and we all stood up, walking back to the house, to our soon-to-be sub.