“Or he found her,” Major said.
“Turk,” Mateus said.
“Oh shit.” They immediately started making calls and organized everyone to get over there to the house.
* * * *
“What are we doing?” Crane asked.
Broadway was driving, Crane was in the front seat, and Turk sat beside Adalina in the back seat of the SUV.
“What did you do, Adalina? Who did you talk to about the missing shipments?” Turk asked her while gazing over her body.
“Shipments?” she asked, and the backhand shocked her. He struck her so hard, so fast.
“Shit, Turk, Tudoro isn’t going to be pleased,” Broadway stated.
“Tudoro gave me the okay to discipline Adalina accordingly. She’s going to be my woman. Tudoro was pleased with that, considering her recent indiscretions.” He reached out and stroked her breast. She slapped his hand away, and he gripped her hips and pulled her down flat onto the back seat of the SUV.
“Get off of me. Don’t you dare touch me.”
“Oh, baby, I’m going to be doing a hell of a lot more than touch you.” He straddled her hips, despite her pushing at his hands and chest.
“I need to know who you blabbed your mouth to. Those two dick brothers you were fucking?” he asked.
“Where should we take her?” Broadway asked.
“You can drop us off by the docks and pier. I’ve got some plans for Adalina and me.”
“You won’t get away with this. If it’s been you who’s been stealing, Tudoro will kill you himself.” She was shaking, and he was caressing her body, stroking her belly and breasts through the material of the dress. She didn’t know how she was going to get away from him or if she could grab the gun he had in the holster on his hip. This was a disaster, and she prayed that Mateus had gotten her text and wouldn’t wait until the end of the night to get the thumb drive from Bella.
* * * *
“Are you telling me that Turk has Adalina? That he’s the one who has been stealing from me and Solencio?” Tudoro asked.
“See for yourself,” Mateus stated, and just then Vinny, Sunny, and their cousins arrived.
“What’s going on? Where is Adalina?” Sunny asked.
Mateus explained what they knew so far and what they believed was happening.
“Turk has her now? Where? Can we track the SUV?” Vinny asked, sounding angry.
“Oh shit, I can’t believe this. I didn’t want to believe her. I saw the evidence, and thought the two of you and your family were stealing from me. I never would have pushed Turk to claim her.”
“To do what?” Vinny yelled.
“I fucked up. Shit.” Tudoro pulled out his phone.
“What the fuck do you mean claim her? Like as his woman, his lover, what?” Vinny demanded to know.
“I thought you were criminals. That her reputation would be tainted having two lovers. He—”
“He suggested accepting her, despite her being ‘tainted’? Seriously, Tudoro?” Sunny yelled.
Tudoro put the phone on speaker, and all they kept hearing was ringing.
“He isn’t answering.”
“Try Crane,” Mateus said.
Tudoro dialed another number.
“Hello.”
“Crane, where are you?”
* * * *
“Drop us off here,” Turk yelled, and as Broadway stopped the SUV, Crane’s cell phone rang. Turk was pulling Adalina from the SUV.
“No. Let go of me. Let me go!” she screamed.
“Hello?” Crane said into the cell phone. “The docks by the pier.”
“No!” Turk yelled, pulled his gun, released Adalina, and shot Crane in the back of the head.
“What the fuck?” Broadway yelled out.
Adalina screamed.
* * * *
“Adalina? Adalina!” Tudoro yelled into the phone. Everyone in the room heard what had happened.
“He shot Crane. Turk is going fucking psycho. He must know that Adalina figured out he was the one stealing from you, from Solencio,” Major said.
“We need to get to the pier. Who do we have near there right now?” Sunny yelled to his cousins.
“We’re calling around. Let’s go. Let’s head there now and figure out where he’s taking her,” Vinny said.
The whole group of them were leaving the house, heading into their cars and calling others for backup.
Solencio, Tudoro, Vinny, Sunny, and Jack all headed in one vehicle.
Tudoro was talking on his cell phone.
“Everyone. I need everyone to find Turk. He has Adalina, and he’s going to hurt her. He’s the one who was stealing from us,” Tudoro said into the cell phone.
“My God, she risked her life to prove we were innocent. She’s going to die because of us,” Vinny stated.
“She won’t die. She has to live. We’ll find her,” Sunny said, and they hurried to the pier.
* * * *
Adalina tried running. She kicked off her heels and ran as fast as she could, but Turk’s strides were long and quick. He caught up to her and slammed her body against the metal storage container. She cried out in pain, and he yanked her back, ripping her dress in the process, and struck her across the mouth.
“No more fucking running. You destroyed everything. Why couldn’t you just spread your legs and be an obedient whore?” he yelled at her, and she got angry and struck him.
He gripped her hair and dragged her between storage containers and then into an old shipyard building.
As soon as he got her into the smaller room, she saw the setup. A long, flat table, chains, bindings, a blindfold, and other items. Oh God, he was going to rape and torture her.
“What are you doing? What is all this?” she asked as he pulled off his jacket and then undid the vest with the gun and holster. He laid it onto the side table and then started to roll up his sleeves.
“You’re going to get your first lesson in obedience and then torture for fucking up two years of a very prosperous operation.”
“You were stealing from Solencio, from Tudoro, and even Fiorre. You won’t get away with this. They all know the truth now. It’s over.”
“Oh, no, it isn’t over. When they show up to kill me and see your beautiful body not so beautiful anymore, they can live with that and their lack of protection. Especially your good friend Tudoro.”
She shook her head and started moving around the large table, avoiding his grasp, preparing to fight for her life and get to that gun.
“Don’t you want to know where you screwed up?” she asked him.
“I screwed up by not fucking you into submission on day one. As soon as I had my eyes on you, I should have taken you. The thing was you would have died then. It’s taken me time to control the urge to kill.”
She could see the wild, unnatural look in his eyes. The man was sick in the head, and this situation seemed to bring it out even more in him.
“What do you mean kill?”
“I mean women. I tried fucking you out of my head, Adalina, but it didn’t work. To tell you the truth, when I found out you were screwing Vinny and Sunny, I kind of lost my shit on one bitch. Left her dead, neck broken, and I’d given her a beating like the one I’m about to give you.”
He jumped toward her, and she sidestepped and slammed her forearm down over his head and neck. She ran for the door, and he slammed up against it, knocking the wind out of her. When he gripped her hair, she screamed out.
“No! Let me go.” He lifted her up and slammed her down onto the table. She kicked him, hitting him in the gut, and rolled to the right, landing on the floor. She continued to roll under the table, trying to avoid his hands grabbing at her.
“Don’t fight me, Adalina. It will only make things worse for you.”
She saw where he was standing, and she crawled as fast as she could to the other side. She got up and ran toward the other doorway. She shoved it open and ran as fast as she could into the darkness.
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br /> “There’s no place to go. I have it all locked down,” he yelled to her, and she jumped to the right to hide between several barrels.
She crawled along the floor trying to be quiet. She looked around for a weapon, for something. Her dress was ripped, falling from her chest, the side ripped, her legs bruised and scratched up, and her face and lips ached. They were swollen, and it angered her even more. Turk was a sicko, a killer, a rapist and monster. She was going to die here. No one was going to save her or help her. There was no way they would find her now.
Adalina caught her breath and saw what looked like a crowbar by a set of wooden boxes. She couldn’t hear a sound, nothing, and wasn’t sure where Turk could be or how close. She stared at the crowbar across the way. Could she get to it in time? Grab it and use it to defend herself? She didn’t know.
“Game over.”
She screamed as Turk appeared behind her. He reached for her and grabbed her shoulder. She swung her fist at his face, hitting him in the mouth, and she ran across the way and reached for the crowbar. He was coming at her, and she swung with all of her might.
Somehow he knocked the crowbar from her hands, but it cut into his arm. He threw her down onto the concrete and reached for her throat to strangle her. She shoved her palm against his face and nose and struggled to get free, to not die.
“Get away from her!”
She heard Sunny yell, and then he tackled Turk to the ground. Vinny was there, and lights illuminated the place. Tudoro was on the floor next to her as Sunny fought Turk. He was pounding away at Turk’s body and face until Turk was limp on the ground. She could see the anger, the wildness in Sunny’s eyes, and then he looked at her. She closed her eyes and cried with her palm over her throat.
“Adalina. Are you okay, baby?” Vinny asked her.
“Adalina. I’m so sorry. This is all my fault. I should have believed you,” Tudoro stated, and she saw the anguish in his eyes as he caressed her hip.
She couldn’t say a word. She just lay there, trying to breathe and gain her strength.
She could see other men there. Mateus and Major, too, plus all of Sunny and Vinny’s cousins, as well as Broadway. He must have told them where Turk had taken her.
“Is she okay, Vinny? How bad is it?” Sunny asked, hands bloody, fists by his sides, and perspiring.
“She’s alive, Sunny. I think shaken up,” Vinny said.
She tried to get up, but she cringed and gasped from the pain.
“Lie still. We’ll help get you to the SUV and get you medical attention,” Tudoro said and then called over Broadway.
“We got our woman, Tudoro. We’ll take her,” Sunny stated, and Vinny carefully lifted her up into his arms.
“Oh God, everything aches.” She coughed.
“Jesus, look at her throat,” Sunny said and reached out but didn’t touch it.
“Turk?” she asked.
“He won’t bother you anymore. You won’t ever see him again,” Solencio said, and Adalina closed her eyes and absorbed the scent of Vinny’s cologne and the feel of Sunny’s hand on her thigh as they carried her to the SUV and out of the building.
When they got into the SUV, Tudoro was in there with them.
His cell phone rang. He answered it and then looked at Adalina.
“Can you talk?” he asked.
“Who is it?” she asked. He glanced at Vinny and Sunny. She swallowed hard, and tears stung her eyes. She nodded, and he reached over to hold the phone to her ear.
“Hello.”
Tears rolled down her cheeks at the sound of her father’s concerned voice.
“Yes,” she replied when he asked if she were okay and if the man responsible was dead.
“Things are going to change, Adalina. Something like this can never happen again. I’ll be in touch,” he told her and ended the call. She nodded at Tudoro as he pulled the phone away.
“Who was that?” Vinny asked as he caressed her hair and held her against his side.
She looked at Tudoro, knowing that right now wasn’t the time to reveal her secret to her men. She wasn’t sure when would be the right time, but considering her father’s words, her secret would be revealed soon enough.
“Aunt Helena,” she said, lying for now, saying it was the woman who’d raised her, but as she looked at Sunny, his eyes bored into hers, and she knew he could tell she was lying. She squeezed his hand. “Everything will work out just fine. You’ll see.”
Epilogue
Sunny stood by the edge of the bed watching Adalina sleep. It was Sunday, and they’d finally gotten her to sleep in for a little while anyway. They had plans to go to Uncle Tony’s house with the rest of the cousins and even Bella, Mateus, and Major today for Sunday dinner. It had been only a week since the abduction and assault and so much had happened. Adalina refused to rest, insisting that so much needed to be done still to immediately clear the Costanza name, and she did just that. They not only got old customers back, ones who had left when they thought they had stolen from the Garlitto, Fiorre, and Monteith families, but they also gained new customers.
What he was really curious about was the new huge warehouse Adalina had purchased, claiming to have bought out some sort of importing and exporting business. She said she would explain as she got everything organized. Tudoro was right there assisting and making sure the Costanza name was respected.
He watched his brother, Vinny, kiss along Adalina’s bare shoulder then down over the bruising on her hips and thighs. She stirred in her sleep, and Sunny couldn’t resist climbing up onto the bed and getting back under the covers with her. He stared at her face as she slid her arm over his waist, the bruising and swelling worse and more discolored. He couldn’t wait until it was all fully healed.
“Stop staring at me, please,” she whispered. He chuckled and then lowered a little to kiss her lips. She tilted her head up toward him, and he ran his palm along her thigh and ass.
“I love watching you sleep.”
“It’s creepy,” she said to him, and Vinny chuckled.
“Creepy, huh?” Sunny asked and then tugged on her nipple.
“Hey,” she reprimanded in that hoarse voice she still had from the injuries to her throat.
“Hey yourself, sexy.”
“Hmm,” she mumbled and then shifted up and against him.
“You know what would make me really happy right now?” Vinny asked her.
She shifted her thigh. “I can feel how happy you are, Vinny,” she teased and rubbed her inner thigh back and forth over his erection. He shifted her up and on top of his body. She immediately straddled his hips and lifted up.
“Making love to my woman. The woman I love,” Vinny said to her, and she smiled and lowered down to kiss him. Vinny ran the palm of his hand over her back to her ass.
“I want to make love to the woman I love, too,” Sunny said and then got up.
Sunny smiled as Adalina shifted upward as he turned sideways on the bed so his legs hung over and Vinny could join in making love to her, too.
She ran her palms up Sunny’s chest and then moaned as Vinny began to slide lubricated fingers into her ass.
“Take me inside of you, baby. I need you,” Sunny told her.
She smiled at him and lifted up. As she slid over his cock, she gasped.
“Sore?” Vinny asked her.
“Just my ribs a little. It’s fine. Really.”
Sunny felt serious and concerned again. He didn’t want their woman to feel any pain. She must have read his expression because she cupped his cheek and smiled softly.
“I need both of you inside of me. Everything is perfect, and I feel safe when you’re both this close. Make love to me, please.” She eased up and down on Sunny’s shaft.
“With pleasure, Adalina,” Vinny said, and Adalina’s lips parted.
She exhaled, and Sunny could feel how tight she got as his brother’s cock penetrated her ass. Slow and steady, they took turns stroking into her body, making love to their wo
man and cherishing this moment.
“I love you, Adalina, always,” Sunny said to her.
“I love you, too, baby. Ours forever,” Vinny said and kissed her shoulder.
“I love both of you, too, and nothing will ever tear us apart. Nothing,” she said, and then Sunny and Vinny began to thrust faster and deeper into her body, making love to their woman and sealing their connection with every stroke and thrust.
* * * *
Adalina sat on Vinny’s lap, and Sunny was right next to her on the couch, stroking her thigh as their family gathered around the living room and kitchen. Football was on the television, and the house smelled of sauce and fresh-made bread, which reminded her of her childhood and the family down the block. She’d grown up as an only child, but the kindness of Bella, the little girl with the great big heart and big brown eyes who’d asked her to come over to play one day, changed her whole childhood. From that day on, they were inseparable, and the rest of the family welcomed Adalina with open arms and made her part of the family.
Now here she was, in love with Bella’s brothers, recovering from an attack, and still holding on to a secret she longed to share with her men. The time wasn’t right, but she knew when it did come, that they would truly understand the struggles and sacrifices she’d made all these years and realize the burden she was forced to carry. She’d risked her life to save her men, and she would risk her life to protect this family, her family, the one she could always count on and who treated her like one of their own. She just wasn’t sure what Sunny and Vinny were going to do when they found out she was the daughter of LaCosta Garlitto, a head boss in an international organized crime family, and a woman worth millions.
She smiled and squeezed Vinny’s arm tight. No amount of money could replace the love she had in her heart for Vinny, Sunny, or the entire Costanza family.
THE END
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