“What sort of assignment,” Tony ground out.
“I was assigned to investigate your family,” I said. Tony’s eyes shot to mine and I tried to remain steady underneath his glare. “The Chicago Police Department is trying to pull together information to bring your family down. I was supposed to infiltrate in, but then I met your daughter,” I reached out and grabbed Carina’s hand and I looked at him honestly. “And I couldn’t continue my job as it was assigned.”
Tony stared at me watching my every movement. I could see the wheels inside his head moving and I knew that my story was a tough one to believe. But I had to make him understand that I was not going to harm his daughter.
“Mason Jennings is one of my best friends on the force.”
Tony’s head cocked to the side in thought. He looked over to Luca. “Mason Jennings, he’s one of ours, right?” Luca slowly nodded his head.
“Mason is detained currently,” I said. Tony looked back at me and swallowed. “My Captain took me off the case, when I wasn’t giving him enough information. I wanted to keep Carina safe and out of the investigation so when I found out that Mason was involved, I had him keep tabs on everything for me. They assigned a new undercover officer my case, and I believe he is the one that figured out Mason.”
Tony looked at me and nodded.
“Daddy that man you are meeting with tomorrow, the one you are having over for dinner, is the new cop assigned to the case,” Carina said. Tony looked over at his daughter and then back at me.
“Is this true?”
I nodded my head honestly. “Yes. Ronald is an undercover cop. I met him at the precinct today.” Tony glared at me and then dropped his heads into his hands. He stayed there for a few moments and Carina reached over to me and grabbed my hand. Finally, Tony looked up.
“Nico, Luca. Go dig deeper into Ronald. See if what Harrison is saying checks out.” Nico and Luca nodded and left the living room. Tony stood up and walked toward the couch and reached out his hand. I smiled and grabbed it.
“Thank you, Harrison,” Tony said honestly.
“You’re welcome, sir. But honestly, I didn’t do it for your family.” A stern look crossed his face.
“I did it all for Carina.”
Chapter 22
Carina
“I honestly can’t believe you walked out of there alive.”
Harrison let out loud laugh. “I’ve been in some tense situations before, but that had to be one of the hardest I’ve been in.”
I squeezed his hand as we walked back up to my place. Shortly after my father had sent Luca and Nico away to check out Ronald, they came back in with more information on him. Nico, as tough as he was, was extremely smart. He knew a thing or two about computers, and was easily able to dig a little deeper than he had before on Ronald. While the police department had hidden the majority of his identity, they had forgotten to take care of news articles of Ronald when he was working in St. Louis. Nico was able to find several old news articles with Ronald’s name and picture linking him to the St. Louis Police Department.
My brothers rushed in and let my father know what was going on. And from that moment, his demeanor towards Harrison completely changed. Instead of the guarded boss of a mafia, he turned almost friendly, and thanked Harrison for his help before we left. He even mentioned that if Harrison needed anything he would make sure it was taken care of.
“Do you think you are going to take my father up on his offer?” I asked as we walked into my living room and collapsed on my couch. Harrison put his head in his hands, I could easily tell that he was conflicted. I put my hand on his back and rubbed it slightly. I felt awful that I was the reason he was now in this messed up situation.
“I’m not sure.”
I sat there rubbing his back because I didn’t know what else to do or say. Suddenly my cell phone cut through the silence of my apartment. I reached over and saw my father’s name flash across the screen.
“Hi daddy,” I answered.
“Hi sweetheart,” he said. “Listen, are you still with Harrison? I need to talk to him for a second.” I moved the phone away from my ear and looked at Harrison.
“He wants to talk to you.” Harrison grabbed my phone.
“Hi Mr. Dellucci,” he said.
“Hi Harrison,” I could hear my father say through the phone. “Listen, we discussed things here, and we are still going to go through with the meeting with Ronald tomorrow.”
“But, sir, I’m not sure – “
“It is the only way not to tip him off. I don’t really feel like being dragged to the police department this evening. But I figured we can fix two birds with one stone with this one.”
“What do you mean?” Harrison asked.
“I have a friend that owes me a favor. I gave him a call after you left, and he agreed to everything. I still need my lovely daughter to attend tomorrow, because we had mentioned to Ronald that she would be there. Would you mind being there, behind the scenes, to protect her?”
Protect me? Why would I need protection? I opened my mouth to say something, but Harrison held up his hand to keep my quiet.
“Yes, I will be there,” Harrison said confidently.
“Perfect. We will see you tomorrow Harrison.”
“See you then.”
“Oh, and Harrison? Take care of my daughter.”
And with that Harrison hung up my phone and pulled me closer to him.
“You sure this all a good idea?” I asked. It seemed risky to continue on with the meeting. Harrison let out a long sigh.
“I’m not sure Carina. But all I know is that I will feel a lot better if I am there and able to get you out of there if I need to.”
I scooted closer to him, folded my legs under me and put my hand on his lap. He got up and grabbed a couple of glasses from the kitchen and poured us drinks. He was the first one to take a sip. I stared at the bottle of liquor, scared of the venomous bite that it packed behind it. The silence filled the room as we sat inches from each other on the couch.
I wondered what he was thinking about, but personally, my mind couldn’t help drifting to the last time we had sex with each other. His hard body pressed against mine as we made love in the room. I wanted to feel that again, but I didn’t want to come off being too aggressive.
“So,” I turned towards him but before I could get my words out, his lips met mine with a soft, sensual kiss.
We ended up back in my room. He laid me on the bed and climbed on top of me, but I put my hand into his chest. I wanted to control it. I sat up and I loosened his belt and allowed his pants to fall down below his waist and hit the ground. I stroked my hand over his cock and bobbed my head up and down on it at the same time. I knew what he liked. I wrapped my lips around it tightly as I moved my head up and down. He reached forward and pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my bra. I slid one hand back and unstrapped it as my breasts fell free from their traps. Without warning, I took his cock and slid it in the middle of my breasts. I squeezed them together as I moved my chest up and down.
He grabbed my breasts and thrusted his pelvis up and down. He picked up his speed, but I quickly removed my breasts from his cock and slid my mouth back onto it. I could feel his muscles tighten.
“You like that, baby?” I asked, stroking his cock.
“Yeah, but I like being inside of you more” he said.
His cock was still hard as I kicked my pants across the room and removed my panties. I slid on top of him; my core was already soaked, so he slid right in. I quickly hopped on him.
“Oh, my God,” I said as I felt the pleasuring pain from his length. I grinded on top of him while his cock brushed against my g-spot, sending a rush of waves from the inside of me. I ran my hands over the ripples on his chest as I looked down at his waist.
He lifted me off the mattress and laid me on my back and from there, he moved inside of me slowly. His waist moved back and forth like he was in rhythm to a beat inside of his head. His abs flex
ed right in front of me as he used his stomach muscles like he was slow dancing.
He sent his tongue onto the edge of my ear and licked it softly, making a trail from there to my collarbone as my legs tightened around him. He slid his hand onto my ass, gripping a handful of it while he moved on top of me. With his other hand, he stroked my hair and kissed me softly on the lips as if it was the last time he was going to see me. The last time he was going to hold me.
My heartbeat felt as though it slowed down as we were intertwined with each other. As he pumped, I dug my nails into his back. I felt the love he had for me and that alone blocked out everything else.
He placed his hands on the mattress and pushed himself up while I locked my legs around him. His mouth slid onto my nipples, caressing them with his tongue.
“Go faster,” I said as he mounted me.
He bit his lip and sped up. My breasts bounced up and down on my chest as I closed my eyes and reached for pillows to cover my face.
“Harder!” I yelled through the pillow. He heard my muffled voice and sped up again, pushing himself further inside of me. Now, I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to pound into me.
“Harder!” I screamed. He grabbed my legs and pinned them behind my head until they formed a V-shape and he pounded deep inside me. His cock hit my cervix as we bounced up and down on the mattress. I bit my lip, trying to muffle my screams as I yelled out in a pain and pleasure as I reached down and stroked my clit when I was on the verge of coming.
He yanked me up and threw me against the couch. Before I could prepare myself, he shoved his long cock inside of me and smacked my ass. I gripped the edge of the bed.
“Fuck!” I yelled out as he grabbed a handful of my hair. He had me pinned against the mattress, and second later, I came. We laid, lifeless, on top of my couch as I faced the ceiling.
“Damn, Harrison. That was amazing.”
He tried to catch his breath as he laid next to me. I put my hand on his chest and let my fingertips dance over the ripples on his sweaty chest. Having sex with him again was everything I expected and more. I turned my head towards the door, imagining what life would be like between us for years to come.
Chapter 23
Harrison
This was such a fucking bad idea.
I don’t know why I let Tony Dellucci, of all people, talk me into this. I was in a small shed that was behind the Dellucci’s house. There was a small wooden table and chair that I was able to sit at and a tiny window I was able to see out of. As Carina was getting dressed that evening, I gave her a surveillance earpiece that I had used for my undercover operations in the past.
“You keep this part in your ear,” I said. “And I will be able to hear everything that you say, and everything around you.” She smiled, but I could see that her smile was not reaching her eyes. She was nervous. I pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
“It’s going to be alright, Carina.”
“I know,” she said with a slight shake in her breath. “This is just why I have always asked to remain out of the family business. I’m too high strung to deal with all of this stress. I was much happier with the wool covered over my eyes.”
“I know you were. But we are here now. And we have to follow along with your father’s plan to get us out of this mess.” I leaned down and gently kissed her forehead. She moved her body closer to mine. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the clock on the wall of her old childhood bedroom. I arrived with her earlier to set everything up.
“It’s time for you to get downstairs,” I said. She nodded her head, and wrapped her arms tighter around me. “I will be right out in the shed the entire time, and I will be able to hear everything, so the second that I believe you are in danger, I will come in.”
She looked up to my face and smiled. “Thank you, Harrison. For everything.”
I leaned down and pulled her lips to mine. Her arms rushed up to around my neck and I felt my pants thicken slightly. Now was not the time to get all hot and bothered. I reluctantly broke our kiss and smiled at her. As soon as she left her room I used the back stairs of the house to get down and out to the shed.
The sound of a car engine pulled me from my thoughts. It was time to get my shit in gear and be prepared if something happened. From the shed, I could just see the driveway in front of the house. A forgettable sedan pulled up, and I knew immediately that it was Ronald. The undercover unit always gave us simple under the radar cars like that one.
“He’s just pulled up,” I said out loud. My ear piece was special one that we could communicate through without a microphone. I heard Carina laugh nervously through my earpiece.
“Baby everything will be fine,” I said.
“I sure hope so.”
The car’s headlights turned off and I saw Ronald’s recognizable frame. That mother fucker had no idea what is he is walking into. I heard Carina start to breathe heavily.
“Just breathe baby,” I said as calmly as I could.
“Father, this is Ronald Peters,” I heard Nico say.
“Nice, to meet you Ronald,” Tony said. I heard footsteps and I guess that they were walking into the dining room. I heard the noises of chairs moving and people sitting down.
“Ronald, this is my wife, Maria,” Tony said. “My son Luca, and my daughter Carina.”
“Nice to meet you all,” Ronald said. In the dining room chairs screeched against the wood again as they all sat back down. The clatter of dishes sounded as the food was served.
“So,” Ronald said. “What exactly did you want to discuss with me this evening?”
I could hear Tony clear his throat loudly. I bit down on my jaw. I was fucking stupid for not putting up cameras in there to see what was happening. I peered out the window of the shed. Luckily the dining room they were in was near the back of the house, and had a window. If I needed to, I could sneak out of the shed and make it to the nearby window.
“We just wanted to get to know you a little bit more, Ronald,” Tony said. “I always like to know who we really are dealing with.” I could tell by the tone of his voice, that he was glaring at Ronald. Tony let out a slight chuckle which I hope meant that Ronald was now struggling against his glare.
“Well, there’s not much to know,” Ronald said. “I’m just new in town and looking for more business opportunities.”
“Carina, why don’t you and your mother help get the next course ready in the kitchen?” Tony said. I heard the chairs slide back as Carina and Maria left the dining room. Shit, I wouldn’t be able to hear things clearly in the dining room, without her in it. Did Tony fucking do that on purpose? I looked outside the shed’s window and I spotted Nico jump up from the table quickly. Shit.
I jumped up from the chair, knocking it back behind me. I opened up the door to the shed and kept my body low to the ground as I snuck over to the window to get a better look of what was going on in the dining room.
“Carina,” I whispered. “What the hell is going on?”
As I got to the window, I heard a loud crash and all of my training instincts kicked in. I immediately grabbed my gun from my holster, cocked it and held it at the ready in case I needed it.
“Carina?” I whispered again. I pushed my body up against the house and was about to peer into the window when I heard her voice.
“I- I’m fine,” she finally whispered back. “I’m back upstairs in my room.” I let out a breath that I did not realize I was holding.
“Ok good,” I whispered. “Stay out of the dining room.” I peered into the window. Shit. Nico was standing over Ronald at the table. His head was pressed down into his plate of food, and Nico’s strong hand was holding his head down with the other pointing a gun to the back of his head. I moved my eyes and Luca was standing across from Ronald with his gun pointed at him as well. I leaned closer to the window to see if I could hear what was going on. The words were muffled but I could somewhat hear what they were saying.
“Now Ronald, why don’t we try this a
gain,” Tony said. “Tell me who you are working for, and you will be free to go.”
“I-I’m not working with anyone!” Ronald yelled into his salad plate. Nico pushed the gun harder to the back of the head. I gripped my gun tighter. Fuck, I hated Ronald. But that didn’t mean I wanted to see his head splattered across their dining table. There would be no way I could clean up that mess if that happened. But I couldn’t barge in their either.
Tony stood up and started to pace in the front of the room. “Now, now, Ronald. We both know that is not true.” Ronald struggled slightly underneath Nico’s hand.
“Talk mother fucker,” Nico ground out.
“O- ok ok. I’m not here on business,” Ronald said. Nico loosened his grip and moved Ronald so he was now sitting up. His gun was still pressed firmed to the back of his head. Luca moved his aim to Ronald’s chest.
“Raise your hands,” Luca said.
Ronald slowly raised his hands. Nico with his gun still on the back of Ronald’s head, reached down and grabbed Ronald’s gun out the of the holster in his suit jacket. He flung it on the table towards where Tony’s seat was, completely out of Ronald’s reach. Tony turned around and faced Ronald. He placed his hands on the table as he leaned forward.
“I will say this one more time, and if you don’t give us the answer we want to hear, we will have to go ahead and take care of Cynthia and her two beautiful kids.”
Fear crossed Ronald’s face. I quickly racked my brain and tried to think of who the hell Cynthia was. Ronald wasn’t married so it couldn’t have been his wife.
“H-h-how do you know about my sister?” Ronald asked with a shaky voice. Tony let out a loud laugh.
“You really thought we were stupid, didn’t you? We have our ways of knowing these things Ronald.”
“Please don’t hurt her,” Ronald begged. “She has nothing to do with this, and I will tell you whatever you want.” I lowered my head. Fuck Ronald. I knew he was a cocky son of a bitch, which I always figured was a front, but I didn’t realize he would have been so easy to break. I bet O’Malley didn’t know this either.
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