* * *
“Let’s drive around a bit,” Eve whispered as she pulled away from him.
* * *
Her hand rested on his crotch through his pants. He knew what she wanted. He even envisioned exactly which abandoned lot he could pull the car into and have his way with her. Nico peeled away from Eve’s house. One last time. He’d have her one last time and then this would be goodbye. Nico could feel it.
* * *
While Eve’s hand caressed his crotch, he thought about the objects he had in his pocket. He’d promised to take care of her and even if she wouldn’t let him do it overtly, Nico still had a way of making sure that the woman he loved was safe.
* * *
Nico pulled his car over to the abandoned lot. He knew they were taking a big risk here, but neither of them cared. They needed each other badly.
* * *
“Get into the backseat,” Nico commanded.
* * *
Eve obeyed, climbing into the backseat and waiting for Nico to join her. She’d never been in the backseat of his car but it was spacious. Plenty of space for… what they were about to do.
* * *
Nico joined Eve in the backseat. They looked at each other for an instant before they fell into each other again. Nico held Eve’s face close to his and then plunged his tongue deep down her throat. Eve moaned as she reached for Nico’s crotch again. And again, he was tempted to just tell her that he loved her. He was tempted to beg her to run away again and leave all of this mess behind. It was too much — clearly — it was too much for either of them.
* * *
“Please, Nico… let’s go slow.”
* * *
He slowed down his pace, letting his hands wander over the curves of her body at a more gentle pace.
* * *
He removed Eve’s white t-shirt slowly and then ran his hands over the curves of her breasts. He could feel her nipples poking excitedly through her bra. Nico let his eyes look through the tinted car windows and he saw no one. They were completely isolated. The universe’s gift to them for what might be the last time they could ever make love.
* * *
Eve pushed her chest upwards, allowing Nico to access the clasp of her bra. He unhooked it in a swift motion, releasing Eve’s breasts. His lips fell upon her bosom instantly. Eve’s nipples hardened in Nico’s mouth and he could feel his cock twitch to attention in his pants.
* * *
“Yes…baby…” Eve moaned.
* * *
She wanted him to never stop. If she could have suspended time and remained in that moment together, she would have. Eve pulled Nico’s shirt off and ogled his beautiful chiseled chest and stomach. He was perfection. Nico helped Eve wriggle out of her jeans. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him again.
* * *
“Please…” Eve whimpered.
* * *
She wasn’t sure what she was asking Nico for. Please stay with me. Please don’t do anything dangerous. Please don’t be mad at me for wanting to go back to my life. But all that came out was “please” before Nico pressed his lips against Eve’s neck and sucked hard on her flesh. He slipped her underwear off.
* * *
Eve’s pussy was nice and wet, prepared for Nico’s hard and fast entrance. Already, the windows of the car were starting to fog up. Nico reached his hand to the radio and played old school jazz. There was something both old-fashioned and romantic about it. Nico slipped his fingers between Eve’s folds.
* * *
She gasped as Nico’s strong fingers grazed her clit. Waves of pleasure surged through Eve’s body. She grabbed onto Nico’s back and urged him to press his fingers deeper into her wetness. Nico slipped two fingers into Eve’s tightness and began to thrust them in and out of her pussy furiously.
* * *
“Yes… yes…” Eve whimpered.
* * *
“Quiet, someone might hear you,” Nico whispered mischievously.
* * *
He knew the chances of being overheard were almost none. But he relished both the teasing and the fear of getting caught.
* * *
Eve tried to hold back but Nico’s fingers were stroking her g-spot, intentionally driving her to a massive release. Eve moaned and writhed beneath Nico as she came.
* * *
“Yes baby… Fuck me… Don’t hold back.”
* * *
Her desire for Nico to take it slow was overshadowed by her mounting desire for a big climax.
* * *
Nico slipped his cock out and wrapped it up. He positioned his hardness at Eve’s entrance and slid inside her with one swift motion.
* * *
“OH! OH!” Eve cried, digging her nails into Nico’s back as he slid into her. His fat cock stretched her pussy out and penetrated her deep. The scent of Nico’s musk filled her nostrils and she gyrated her hips forward to get his hardness deeper inside her. Nico’s lips pressed to her neck as he thrust deep inside her and began to pummel her wetness hard.
* * *
“YES! GIVE IT TO ME!”
* * *
“Take it baby… Take it…” Nico grunted, following up his pleas with fervent Italian.
* * *
Hearing his deep guttural voice muttering in heavy Italian turned Eve on even more. Even if she could hardly understand him, she felt aroused just hearing Nico’s passionate grunted.
* * *
“Harder baby…”
* * *
He plunged into her harder. Eve screamed as his cock grazed her cervix. She puled his ass cheeks deeper and deeper. Eve climaxed again and lay nearly limp beneath Nico. She was spent but he still had the stamina to continue. He knew exactly what would bring her back to life.
* * *
Nico slid his cock out of Eve and turned her onto all fours. This would have been impossible in a less spacious car. Eve arched her back and exposed her wetness to Nico’s hard cock. He slipped his fingers into her pussy and began to rev her up. Eve bucked her hips backwards and jiggled her ass cheeks, urging Nico to enter her again.
* * *
When she climaxed once, Nico pushed his entire length into her from behind. Eve screamed. Nico gripped her ass cheeks tightly enough to cause a bruise and began to ram his cock deep into her wetness. Eve knew she couldn’t handle Nico’s pounding much longer. She bit down on her lower lip trying to hold back another scream as he smacked her ass and continued to pummel her wetness.
* * *
Eve could feel her juices flowing out of her pussy. She was covered in sweat and so was Nico. The windows were so fogged up that they couldn’t even tell if anyone was outside. Nico thrust into her deep and slow now. Eve could tell he was close to finishing.
* * *
“Yes…” She whimpered.
* * *
Nico’s cock stiffened inside her and he grunted as he reached a big release. Nico grunted as he came inside of Eve. He pulled out and then threw the condom into his car’s wastebasket. Eve was starting to get dressed already. Nico eyed her body one more time, noting just how beautiful she was. Good bye. This was good bye. It finally hit Nico. He slipped his pants back on and felt his pocket. It was still in there. Good.
* * *
He helped Eve get dressed, helping her slide on her pants and then her shirt.
* * *
“We should go,” Eve said quietly.
* * *
“I know.”
* * *
“I’ve got a busy day if I want to get back to work by Monday.”
* * *
“Right.”
* * *
Nico got into the driver’s seat and Eve returned to her seat. They didn’t say another word until they got to her place. Eve reluctantly stepped out of the car.
* * *
“Promise me you’ll be okay,” She asked Nico.
* * *
He smiled, knowing that there was no way he could possibly prom
ise her that without lying.
* * *
“Sure.”
* * *
“And Nico, when will I see you again?”
* * *
Ah — the question he had been praying she wouldn’t ask.
* * *
“I can’t say for sure.”
* * *
Eve pursed her lips and tried to fight back tears. This really was it — even if Nico refused to say so explicitly. He was going to do God knows what, tackling a dangerous man, and he refused to promise that he would be alright or that they’d see each other again. It was a suicide mission — it had to be. Maybe that’s what Nico’s silence was all about.
* * *
“Good bye then.”
* * *
Eve returned to her house, remembering that she’d left her toothbrush at Nico’s once she’d gone inside. Eve looked out the window, but he was already gone. Tears started to fall from Eve’s eyes. This good bye hadn’t felt right for a number of reasons. Eve felt her pocket for her cellphone and instead felt something hard in her left front pocket that she hadn’t noticed before.
* * *
Eve shut all the blinds to her house and locked the door. Her instincts towards privacy and self protection had been honed to deep paranoia during her time with Nico. She took a velvet bag out of her pocket. Her fingers rubbed against what felt like small hard pebbles in the bag.
* * *
Eve sat down at her kitchen table with the overhead light on and emptied the bag carefully. She gasped when she saw the tiny brilliant stones hit the table. Somehow, Nico had slipped her the bag of diamonds. Eve knew these had to be the same diamonds that he’d removed from the carcanet. Real diamonds — diamonds that had been around since the 13th century were now at her kitchen table.
* * *
Eve’s hands shook as she thrust them back into the bag and then ran upstairs, hiding the diamonds in her top drawer. What had Nico been thinking? This was Eve’s final proof that he really had gone on a suicide mission. But he hadn’t neglected his promise to protect her. Except for one thing — Eve had no clue what to do with these diamonds besides hide them, and keep them safe.
* * *
When she settled into bed that night, she dreamed of a far off place. She dreamed of a country where she couldn’t understand a word anyone was saying. She dreamed of a wedding. She couldn’t tell if it was hers. She dreamed that the bride — who may or may not have been her — was bleeding from her womb. She bled and bled until her white wedding dress turned scarlet.
* * *
Eve woke up the next day screaming Nico’s name over and over again.
8
The Fortune
The first day without Nico was painful. Eve underestimated how much security she’d derived from being in Nico’s private home and in his unknown location. But she’d made her choice, and now she had to live with that choice, whether or not she was having second thoughts about it. Eve peeped out her window first thing that morning and saw nothing that indicated her life was in danger.
* * *
Still, she knew that didn’t mean she was safe. Eve knew she’d have to adjust to a lot. Her fridge barely had anything for her to eat and she still didn’t have the desire to open up her shop. She was trying to live her normal life again, but that didn’t mean Eve was foolish. Maintaining her old routes would mean nothing but trouble.
* * *
Eve managed to scrounge up some oatmeal which she prepared with cinnamon and raisins. She took a long, necessary shower and then changed into a pair of leggings, a nice shirt with a tank top underneath. The weather was starting to warm up, so before she left to buy groceries, Eve only had to throw on a light blazer to cover her arms. She slipped on her ankle booties and left by foot. In broad daylight, she didn’t feel nearly as scared. If what Nico had told her was accurate, Giuseppe was “on the move”. Eve wasn’t sure what that meant exactly, but she figured it meant she was in the clear for the time being.
* * *
Eve had to admit to herself that she already missed Nico. He hadn’t called that morning. All she had left of him was tucked away in her dresser. Eve knew she’d given up a lot besides Nico’s protection. She’d have no more of his loving touch, his gentle kisses or his little surprises whenever he spent many hours out of the house. Eve knew she wasn’t supposed to miss him that much, but she did.
* * *
As Eve entered the store, she started to feel like her life was bordering on normal again. The aisles were moderately full and everyone here just seemed normal. She’d forgotten that the past few weeks of her life had been almost like living on another planet. Most people didn’t worry about the mafia and they didn’t fear kidnapping. Sure, they might be concerned about the rise in crime, but crime was something that happened to them, not something that they were really involved in or exposed to.
* * *
As far as Eve was concerned, whether or not she’d done anything illegal, she was involved. The moment Nico had beat those men with a bat, she’d become involved. This had been the last thing she’d wanted from Nico, but now she was in the middle of it. Despite her attempts to leave Nico’s home, Eve wondered if she could really abandon her involvement in all of this. One simple event had changed everything in her life.
* * *
If Domenico Riccardi had never walked into her shop, she would have been just another citizen whose biggest concern was the Red Sox game or the weather warming up too early. Now, Eve could hardly walk down the street or walk to her shop without worrying about being seen. Involvement in this wouldn’t be so easy for her to give up, no matter how badly she wanted to just become another invisible civilian.
* * *
As Eve started picking out meat she felt a hand rest on her shoulder. She turned around sharply and came face to face with Daniella Di Carlo.
* * *
“Surprise!” Daniella said.
* * *
Eve’s heart still raced, but her panicked facial expression morphed quickly into a smile.
* * *
“Daniella,” She said, wrapping Daniella in a hug, “How have you been.”
* * *
It had been a long time since Eve had interacted with Daniella. What would the young girl who looked up to her say if she knew even half of what Eve had been through.
* * *
“I’ve been good. The store has been closed for a while though… Are you okay Eve?”
* * *
Eve hadn’t exactly been “okay”. She’d been safe, but psychologically she hadn’t been the same ever since she’d gone to stay with Nico. It was hard for her to express those ideas to Daniella.
* * *
“Yes… I’ve been… Truth be told… I met someone.”
* * *
Knowing that she’d have to skip past a boat load of details, Eve finally confessed to Daniella that she’d been seeing someone. Daniella’s eyes lit up just like every good hopeless romantic.
* * *
“Well maybe I can help carry your groceries home when you’re done and you can tell me about him.”
* * *
“Are you sure?” Eve asked.
* * *
“Yup. It’s senior skip day today so I don’t have anything better to do.”
* * *
Eve saw how eager Daniella was to help so she agreed. As they walked through the store selecting her remaining purchases, Daniella talked her ear off about school and everything she’d missed since she’d disappeared to Cambridge (which wasn’t particularly far away, but somehow felt a world of distance from her part of town).
* * *
Daniella hoisted up half of Eve’s groceries and took the brown paper bags up the street towards her house.
* * *
“So… Who is this guy exactly?”
* * *
“He’s Italian,” Eve started.
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