Naughty Girl: A Dark Mafia Menage Romance

by Alta Hensley

  “What happens then?” I asked in a whisper. “When I do have your and Stefano’s baby?”

  “We told you. You’ll raise the baby and be very well cared for. You won’t be trapped away in this manor anymore... paying your penance. I’m sure you can’t wait.”

  “What about the police? They’ll still want me to testify if I show up again.”

  Thomas surprised me when he kissed the top of my head and still held me securely in his arms. “Is that what has you like this?” He kissed my head again. “My brother and I will take care of everything. It’ll mean you having to leave your life you once knew and being placed in hiding, but it’s either that or prison. Don’t worry about the police. We have that all covered. And I’m assuming you would never betray my brother or me again because no mercy would be granted to you for second offenses.”

  “Hiding? Where?” I asked, feeling a deep wave of grief attacking every part of my being. I had no idea why. I should want to be free from the manor and free from my constant punishments. Once I had the baby, I would have paid for my betrayal and this all could stop.

  The brothers would stop.

  “We’ll make sure your housing and financial needs are always met. No baby of ours will ever be without or ever be in danger. Luxury and comfort will be yours. Stefano and I will take part in raising our child, but we will let you be to an extent. As long as you aren’t a naughty girl that is.”

  “But what if I don’t want that?” I said as I tilted my head so I could look up at him.

  “Don’t want what?” His eyes darkened. “Would you rather go to jail? You don’t exactly have a lot of options here, Hailey. I hope you aren’t stupid enough to think you can fuck with Stefano and—”

  “What if I don’t want to leave here?” I swallowed hard. “To leave you and your brother.”

  Thomas recoiled back as if I had just slapped his face. “What are you talking about? Of course you want to leave here.”

  I shook my head. “No. I don’t.”

  Thomas shot to his feet, and his look of concern was quickly replaced by one of fury. “Have you lost your mind? You are about to be free. No more penance. No more punishments.”

  “But also”—I sniffed as the tears finally fell from my eyes—“no more you. No more Stefano. At least not in the same way. Not the way I had grown accustomed to having the both of you. And I don’t want that.”

  “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” he snapped. He shook his head. “Of course you want to leave here. What person in their right mind would want to stay?”

  “Me. I want to stay. To stay here with you. To stay with Stefano. I don’t want it to change. Baby or not.”

  “Hailey.”

  “Is that so wrong?” I moved myself into the kneeling position I knew Thomas liked me to assume. “I don’t want to leave you. You said I was a naughty girl. You saw that in me the minute you laid your eyes on me, and you were right. I am naughty. I have naughty thoughts and naughty needs. But with you and Stefano, I feel like all the naughty thoughts are realized and experienced. I feel safe with you and Stefano and comforted in your hands, no matter how firm they are. You called me a pain slut, and maybe you’re correct in that as well. I do like it. I love it.”

  “Your new submissive tendencies don’t need to be constantly explored. You don’t have to be here to know that sexual side of yourself.” He said the words between clenched teeth. “I can’t understand why you would want to stay here under these harsh elements that Stefano and I created.”

  “Is it so odd that I would want to stay with both of you all the time?” I asked.

  “We’ll still be in your life,” he said. “You’ll have our baby after all. We won’t go too long without checking in.”

  “But not daily. Not often, right? You and Stefano both said you would shuffle me around for safety reasons. I’m assuming that means you won’t be with me.”

  “We have an empire to run. We’ve taken a break, but we have responsibilities. We’re busy men.”

  His words hurt. I didn’t like reality. I didn’t want reality.

  “Can’t I be part of that empire? Me and the baby?”

  “That wasn’t the plan,” he said quickly.

  “I know but can’t the three of us sit down and talk? About our future?”

  Hope replaced the sadness in my heart. My idea seemed like a good one and one that maybe Thomas would consider.

  “You have no idea what type of world we live in.” Thomas walked over to the window and looked out, leaving me staring at his broad shoulders and strong posture that only made me crave to be in his arms once again. “I’m here by choice. It’s what I do. Who I am. But this isn’t you. Not what we are beyond these walls.”

  “The Bennato Brothers? I worked for you. Don’t you think I know?” I was being far more daring and bolder than I would have ever done before, but I had to fight. I had to do something. I could see the brothers slipping between my fingers if I didn’t do everything I could to stay with them once the baby came.

  “Wanted men. Feared men. Coveted men,” he answered. “You name it. Regardless, it isn’t safe for you or the baby.”

  “You both want me to stay in hiding. I get it. But why can’t I stay hidden with you? With you both to watch over me and the baby. Won’t we be safer with you and Stefano at all times?”

  “That’s not part of the plan. Part of our success is that we always stick to the plan,” he said, still staring out the window.

  “But can’t we alter it just a bit?” I countered. “There is so much I don’t know about you and your brother, but I do know that there is some sort of connection between all of us. There is something deep inside of us that deserves exploring. Yes, you awoke sexual desires I never knew before, but I know there is more than that. Tell me that I am wrong. Am I nothing more than just a woman who is paying her penance to the feared Bennato Brothers? Have I misread you both completely?”

  “I don’t know you,” he said as he turned to face me. “Not beyond these walls.”

  “You know more about me than anyone ever has before. The real me. You have stripped me naked from the inside out. You said I was yours. I am! I truly am.”

  “This conversation is over. The sooner you wrap your head around what will be expected, the better.”

  “No!” I screamed. “I won’t. For your plan to work, you need me to agree. Once I’m not a prisoner, you won’t have full control and you know it. So no, I won’t be cast off to raise the baby alone with occasional paternal visits. I won’t do it.” I stood up and charged toward him. I was completely out of control, but the thought of being forced to leave them was far worse than the thought of staying and whatever discipline he would issue for my outburst.

  Thomas met my charge and took hold of my shoulders to stop me. He then grabbed my neck and squeezed. “Do you have a death wish?” he asked. “Have we taught you nothing?”

  “Why are you not listening to me?” I demanded with wild eyes and fury building inside.

  He squeezed my neck some more. He applied just enough pressure with his fingertips to make breathing difficult and to show me he was the one in control and not me. “Because this is who I am. This is who my brother is. We are monsters, not husbands. Don’t try to picture us as men that we aren’t.”

  “I don’t have to picture it. I feel it,” I said with strangled breath. “You said yourself. You may be a natural monster, but I now see that I am a natural prey.” His hold on my neck loosened. “I was just a bookkeeper. No connection with my family. No real friends. A near hermit. Working for your mafia family and knowing I was breaking the law was the only excitement or spark I had in my life. Until you and Stefano. Until you set me aflame with the things you did to my body. I felt alive while here. I don’t want death. And that was exactly what my life was before you and your brother. Death. So please, Thomas. Keep me alive. Don’t allow me to die. Please talk to Stefano. I beg you.”

  His hand on my neck moved,
and he once again grabbed a fistful of my hair. I hissed as the sting intensified, but as I was about to beg for more, Thomas brought his lips down upon mine. Passion erupted as he pressed his tongue inside my mouth and danced it within. A kiss from my captor. His breath merged with mine as our bodies pressed together and our kiss intensified.

  “You don’t want this,” he said between his claiming of my mouth.

  “I do.” I held onto his shoulders hoping to never let go. I hoped desperately Thomas would not force me to let go of the only thing—the only people—I wanted. I wanted the brothers.

  Breaking the kiss but still holding me close, he said, “I’ll talk to Stefano. What we discuss and what we decide isn’t up to you.”

  Fresh tears built and clouded my vision as I stared into his stern expression. Feeling defeated, I shook my head as I looked at my bare feet and whispered, “But it is. I’ve paid my penance, Thomas. I’ve done everything you both have asked. I’m not the naughty girl anymore that I once was. But our future needs my input as well. I ask you to consider that. Consider me. Not the prisoner. But me. Me.”

  Thomas tilted my chin to make me look up at him and kissed me again softly but then nipped at my lip. “I’ll talk to Stefano. That’s all I will say for now.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  Stefano

  “Hailey’s losing her mind,” Thomas began as we had just finished having a business meeting with our men about moving from the manor soon. They had their new orders, and I was pretty confident that all would run smooth.

  “We’ll move her soon,” I said. “I’m sure the walls are closing in on her.”

  “It’s more than that.”

  I studied Thomas’s face and could see that he was troubled. “Don’t ask me how, but I think she’s falling in love with us.”

  I smirked and rolled my eyes. “I think you are losing your mind. Maybe the walls are closing in on you.”

  “Stefano...” Thomas ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. “You’re welcome to watch the video of our talk, but it wasn’t pretty.”

  “Just tell me and save me the time.”

  “She doesn’t want to leave us. She said so. She wants a life with the three of us and the baby.”

  My heart skipped. “Baby? Is she pregnant?”

  “No guarantees but a high chance.”

  Baby. A baby...

  Jesus, was this all really happening? The plan all seemed good at the beginning, but now that reality was kicking in, a surge of panic hit me hard.

  “But this isn’t about the baby, bro. I really think she’s in love with us.”

  Pushing back the thoughts of fatherhood to focus, I stood up and began pacing the room, which often helped me process all my emotions.

  “It’s probably just hormones,” I said.

  “No. It’s more. You didn’t talk to her. I did. She wants to stay with us. She doesn’t want to leave the manor without us.”

  “That’s insane. She should hate our guts.”

  Thomas nodded in agreement. “She should. She should want to fucking kill us.” He looked me square on. “But she doesn’t. Far from it.”

  Hailey in love? How could this be? We kidnapped her. Made her fear for her life. Forced her into submission. Yes, it was clear she enjoyed much of the punishment, and her body came alive under our touch, but that was physical. How in the fuck could she be falling in love with the both of us? How?

  “It’s that Stockholm syndrome shit or something,” I said, nodding as if I had just explained it all away. “I’m sure as soon as she’s out of the manor, she’ll want us dead and hate our very presence.”

  Thomas nodded slowly, clearly taking in my answer. “Possibly.”

  “And it doesn’t matter really,” I said as I sat down and studied the woman in the monitor.

  God, she was beautiful as she slept. So angelic. So perfect. So...

  “We continue as planned. If she’s pregnant, we move her to a safer location. I’ve been looking into a villa in Florence that looks like we could compound the hell out of it. It would be a good setting for her to stay during her pregnancy and should make her happy. I think keeping her there for nine months will be an okay amount of time, but we’ll want to move her and the baby soon after. I don’t like the idea of her staying in one place for a year.”

  “What about you? Are you ready to leave the manor?” Thomas asked as he too watched Hailey sleep.

  “Yeah, I am. We work too hard to be roughing it like this. I miss some of the luxuries of life I’d gotten used to. Plus, we need to get back to the daily oversight of our operation. I think there are some cracks forming we need to get sealed up.”

  “What about Hailey? Are you ready to leave her?”

  My stomach twisted and an unexplainable lump formed in the back of my throat. “The past few months have been fun. I’m not going to deny that. The kinky sadist in me has been able to run free. I’ll miss that.”

  “Me too,” Thomas said. “When we came up with this plan to punish Hailey rather than just killing her, I had no idea... well... I just had no idea it would turn out this way. I expected her to react differently. But Hailey surprised me. I’ve surprised myself.”

  “But it’s not like she’ll ever be out of our lives. She’ll be carrying our baby. She’s in our life one way or the other.”

  “How often do we plan on seeing her in Florence?” Thomas asked, but it was a question he already knew the answer to.

  Not often enough.

  “We need to get back to real life. Full time. You know this,” I said.

  Who was I trying to convince? Thomas or myself?

  Thomas nodded slowly. “Correct. But she wants to be with us as we do it.”

  “Which is crazy.”

  “Mama stayed with Pops the entire time he was boss,” Thomas said.

  “That was a different time. There was a code back then to leave women and children alone. No one would mess with Mama regardless of how much they wanted Pops dead. That mafia code doesn’t exist anymore. The same rules don’t apply, and you know it.”

  “True,” Thomas agreed. “They’d use Hailey to get to us.”

  “So, even if we wanted this woman as our wife, there is no way to have that normal Italian family where we come home at the end of the day to homemade pasta and family laughter like when we were kids. It’s just not the same anymore.” I playfully shoved Thomas in the arm. “And we can’t exactly both marry her. What you and I have done is far from normal. Mama’s rolling over in her grave right now.”

  Thomas chuckled. “And Pops would be lecturing us about family values and telling us to keep our cocks in our pants.”

  “He’d be proud of us, though. We built the business even stronger than he did and Grandpa did before him. We’ve honored his memory,” I said with a smile. It was something I took pride in.

  Why were we in the mafia? Because it was in our blood. It was all we ever knew. Generation after generation, but Thomas and I had made the operations more streamlined and profitable. We were CEOs of an empire far greater than many enterprises. True, our hands weren’t clean. We broke laws, but we followed our laws. There was an underground government that we abided by. I never once felt shame, and never would. I was who I was.

  “They both would be proud,” Thomas agreed. “Although Mama would want us each having our own wife and own children.”

  “Yeah, well... who needs that right now?”

  “No doubt. That woman upstairs is keeping our hands full as it is,” Thomas said with a smirk.

  “Hailey may think she knows what she wants. But she has no idea.”

  “We need to stick to the plan,” Thomas said as his eyes never left Hailey.

  “I’ll work on Florence,” I said, liking the fact that I now had something to focus on other than Hailey and her idea of an impossibility.

  “Fine. But let me ask you something first. Be honest,” Thomas said in a deep voice.

  I didn’t say anything but sat
down next to him.

  “Do you have feelings for Hailey?” Thomas asked, taking his eyes away from the screen and staring at me directly.

  “Do you?”

  Thomas looked back at the television, leaned back in his chair, and sighed. “Yeah.” He ran his hands through his hair again. “Fuck.”

  I glanced at the screen but fought the urge to study every single curve of Hailey’s body, which I often did. “I do too.”

  Thomas studied me and then said, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

  “It makes things messy. Complicated. And if she’s carrying our baby, I think our feelings are only going to grow more for her.”

  “Florence,” Thomas said. “Distance. We need it. She needs it.”

  “It’s the only way. We need to focus. Stay on course.”

  We both sat back and continued to watch Hailey sleep peacefully as our minds told our hearts lies.

  Stay on course.

  Stay on course.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Hailey

  I sat and watched Stefano eat. Waiting for him to look up at me. Hoping that maybe just once he would acknowledge my presence in any way except to punish me. Was it possible for Stefano to feel anything toward me? Could he ever be anything but an authoritative disciplinarian? Did I not have any hold of his heart at all?

  Thomas had to run into the city to take care of a situation, and it had left me and Stefano alone. I doubted that Thomas had the chance to speak with Stefano yet, so I decided that I needed to approach him with my wants just as I had with Thomas.

  Thomas was correct in assuming I may be pregnant. I hadn’t gotten my period, and though I didn’t know for sure, there was a part of me that knew I could very well be pregnant. My time in the manor was limited. Once they knew I was pregnant, this wicked game of keeping the princess locked away in the tower would be over. Reality would set in.

  Though I knew there was a connection between Stefano and me, I knew he would be a harder sell. He had punished me several times, sometimes severely and other times with a lighter hand. He tolerated very little and had zero patience. Some of the times were deserved for acting out due to boredom or raising hell because I felt like the walls of the manor were often closing in on me. But there were times that he would pull the belt from his pants and take it to me simply because he could.