FORTY SEVEN

“You don't have to carry all the weight alone.” Monica whispered.

He took her hand in his, squeezing it gently, “Thank you, Monica. I needed that.”

Vincent held Monica close , the kiss they had just shared still lingering in the air. Their breathing was heavy , hearts pounding as they stood in the quiet penthouse. Vincent felt a storm of emotions raging within him.

Monica looked up at him, her eyes searching for his, “Vincent,” she said softly, “there's so much we don't talk about . So much we keep inside.”

Vincent nodded, his grip on her tightening. “I know . But it's dangerous to let down our guard.”


Monica shook her head, her eyes fierce. “It's more dangerous to keep everything bottled. You can't keep carrying this weight alone.”


Vincent breathed out a heavy sigh, his eyes closing for a moment as he let her words settle in his mind.

He had been so wonted to being the strong one, the one everyone defended on, the one that takes responsibilities, that he had forgotten what it felt like to rely on someone else.

“You’re right,” he admitted , his voice low, “I just …..I don't want to involve you in any more danger.”

Monica cupped his face with her hands, slightly turning his face, forcing him to look at her . “We’re all in danger, Vincent. Everyday, but we have to find moments of peace.”

Vincent’s heart swelled at her words , and he leaned in, capturing her lips once again more in a passionate kiss. This time, there was no hesitation , no holding back.

As they pulled away, their foreheads resting against each other, Vincent’s phone buzzed . Reluctantly , he stopped back and glanced at the screen. It was a message from Lucas.

“What's wrong?” Monica asked, sensing his tension.

“Harris has been taken by the authorities,” Vincent replied, his tone a mix of satisfaction and caution . “Olivia’s work paid off.”

Monica's eyes widened , “That’s a huge win, isn't it?”

Vincent nodded, “It is . But it also means things might escalate . We need to be prepared.”

Monica took a deep breath, her expression resolute. “We'll face it together, whenever it comes.”


Vincent pulled her into a tight embrace, feeling a newfound purpose and partnership . “Together.” he echoed, his voice firm.”

…….🌵

The private jet landed smoothly on a secluded island in Russia , the air crisp and invigorating. Lucas and Olivia stepped out , greeted by the sight of a pristine beach, untouched by the outside world.

Lucas had arranged everything meticulously. A private villa stood nearby , its architecture blending seamlessly with the natural beauty of the island.

“Lucas, this place is beautiful,” Olivia said, her eyes wide in astonishment as she took in the amazing environment.

Lucas smiled, taking her hand. “Only the best for you, pretty doll. I wanted us to have a place where we could truly relax , away from all the chaos.”

They walked hand in hand along the beach, the soft sand feeling cool beneath their feet.

“Do you ever think about what life would be like, without all the Mafia stuff?” Olivia asked , looking up at Lucas.

He paused, considering the question. “Sometimes, But it's hard to imagine. It's been part of my life for so long, it's shaped who I am.”

Olivia nodded , understanding, “I get that, but it's nice to dream about a simpler life, isn't it?”

Lucas chuckled,pulling her closer, “It is . And being here with you, it feels like a dream.”

They reached a private spot away from prying eyes , where Lucas had set up a warm seating area with polished sofas and a small table. A bottle of red wine chilled in a bucket of ice, and a tray of newly harvested fruits awaited them.

“Always this romantic?” Olivia teased,sitting down and parting , the spot next to her.

Lucas grinned, sitting beside her, “only for you.”

They clinked their champagne glasses, the bubbles dancing in the sunlight. Olivia leaned her head on Lucas' s shoulder , feeling a deep sense of contentment.

“You know,” she began , her voice soft, “I’ve never felt this way before. Safe, happy…..loved.”

She smiled, lifting her head to kiss him. The kiss was slow and tender, filled with all the emotions they couldn't put into words. When they pulled away, Lucas cupped her face in his hands , his gaze unwavering.

“I promise , pretty doll, no matter what, I'll always protect you.”

Olivia's heart swelled with emotions , leaning in for a kiss, their kiss met in a passionate embrace , their tongue dancing together as they savored the taste of each other.

Lucas' hand roamed around her curves, Olivia pulled apart. briefly with a small smile on her lips, “what are you trying to do Lucas?” She asked, looking up at him.

Lucas chuckled, “I want to make love to you on the beach , Pretty doll” Lucas responded, leaning to continue kissing her, Olivia responded with equal passion , her hands tangled in his hair, as they devoured each other.

Lucas broke the kiss, he laid a blanket on the sand,and pulled Olivia down to it. He kissed her gain, his hand roaming over her body.

“Do you know how beautiful you are?” Lucas asked, his voice filled with awe.

Olivia smiled and unbuttoned Lucas's shirt, her fingers brushing against his skin. She trailed kisses down his chest, her tongue tasting his salty skin.

Lucas groaned and laid back on the blanket, his eyes closed. Olivia continued to kiss him, her hands working to undo his pants. She pulled them down, freeing his hard cock.

Olivia wrapped her hand around Lucas's hard cock, and stroked it , her fingers gliding up and down his shaft.

Lucas moaned and thrust his hips, his cock sliding through Olivia's grip.

“I want to taste you,” Olivia whispered, her eyes full with desires.

Lucas nodded, and Olivia leaned down, her tongue darting out to taste the tip of his cock. She licked and sucked , her lips wrapping around his head.

Lucas groaned and tangled his fingers in Oliviia’s her, guiding her as she sucked him. He could feel his orgasm building , and he pulled Olivia up , his cock sliding out of a mouth with a pop.

“I want to be inside you.” Lucas said, his voice filled with need. “Look at me,” Lucas said , his eyes locked on Olivia's.

Olivia looked at Lucas as he slowly pushed inside her, his cock filling her tight pussy. They both moaned as they started to move, his hips thrusting as he fucjed her.

“Yes, yes,” Olivia whispered, her fingers digging into Lucas's back.

Lucas leaned down and kissed Olivia, their tongue dancing as he continued to fuck her. He could feel his orgasm building up, as he quickened his pace.

“I'm close,” he whispered , as he continued thrusting. “Me too” Olivia responded the walls of her pussy tightening around Lucas’s cock and he continued fucking her hard.

They both came, almost out of breath. Meanwhile back in New York , Marco stood by the window in his room, his mind consumed with plans and strategies, all centered on how to bring Lucas down.

Marco turned to Giovanni, his right hand man, who was busy packing a small duffel bag with various tools and gadgets, “Is everything ready?” he asked, his voice low and authoritative.

Giovanni nodded, zipping yo the bag, “Yes, everything is set we have the location, the man power and the equipment. Massimo is expecting us.”

Marco smirked, a dangerous glint, in his eye, “Good, it's time to make our move. Olivia is the key to getting to Lucas, if we have her , he can do anything to get her back.”